Hey, look! Cara updated! Yaaaaaaaaaaaay!
lol. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed. it continues to make me very happy ;-D Hope that you'll like this chapter. It's kind of short, to be honest, but a lot happens and I think you'll find that thisopens up the storyfor a very interesting plot. and if i twist this nearly as much as I did TDD, then hopefully you'll be along for the ride.
That said, here is where I put the DISCLAIMER.
DISCLAIMER
(yes, I was too lazy to come up with a disclaimer, so i just put the word. look up the word at that'll tell you what it is)
Now READ!
And I think, I think and therefore I am
Hey man don't you understand?
That I've got the power to ruin revolutions
What would you say
If I say bombs away
I know if I start with the finger and move to the fist
You're the first person I'll cross off my list you'll never be missed
I say bombs away
What, what would you say
I say bombs away
I've got a static aesthetic nihilistic prophetic everything is a goddamn lie
I want to go grab a shovel so I can dig up the devil
So I can ask him why, so I can ask him why…
-Bombs Away, Paris Texas
Jinx
Another scream.
I will myself to move, but nothing happens. My feet won't move. Or at least they won't until I hear the strangled "HELP! PLEASE, HELP ME!" echoing out of the alleyway.
And as soon as I her the voice, I take off sprinting, pulling off my jacket and hat to reveal my Jinx costume as I speed as fast as I can to help out. I'm a hero now, I remind myself, hoping that it'll put me in the right mindset that'll help me kick some ass.
I turn the corner at the fastest pace I've ever run at, and sprint down the alley, which didn't seem quite as long when Wally and I were walking down it.
In the distance, I see the shadowed figures of two people. There's…someone…a man, definitely, dressed all in black, pinning a girl-probably my age-against the back wall of a tall store. "HELP ME!" she screams again, attempting desperately to pry his hands off of her neck.
And just as I'm about to get within hexing distance, my eyes decieve me and the girl's hair turns pink and the wall becomes a jail cell, a perverted inmate about to rape her.
"NO!" I scream, feeling the sudden need to hurt him, harm him, kill him if I have to—that girl is me. Or, was me. If for no other logical reason, I will hurt him just for my daily exercise. I won't let this happen. Go kick ass, I tell myself.
The man, who is big and tall and dressed all in black with a utility belt and extremely well-toned, is still hidden by a dark mask. He turns in surprise as I scream and I jump on him, spewing hexes and curses at 150 miles an hour.
A wave of pink hex energy ripples through the ground, tearing up concrete, as he drops the girl and expertly flips and rolls and cartwheels out of the way. "RUN!" I scream to the girl as I pass her, ready to take on her attacker in any way I can. But she doesn't. She stays completely still, eyes wide and terrified, frozen in shock, a Polaroid camera with a single, foggy photo sticking out of the slot lying on the ground next to her.
Taking his opportunity, the man charges at me, jumping off the ground in a tackle that I'm sure would kill me if I didn't leap a second before him, gaining momentum and flipping myself over him, landing on the ground as he crashes into the other wall.
A mechanical voice comes from his mouth and I realize he's using a voice scrambler. He draws himself up to his full height, which is about a foot and a half taller than me, as I prepare to hex him again. "Are you not the one they call Jinx?" he asks me in a broken, badly pronounced English.
Instead of answering, I attack again, throwing pink energy at the brick wall he's standing next, causing about 40 or so bricks to pry themselves loose, toppling onto him.
"Who's asking?" I say angrily as he leaps gracefully, dodging and kicking falling bricks out of his way.
"You betrayed the Brotherhood," he drones again, taking a running charge at me as I make a last, desperate attempt to curse him into oblivion. But he artfully dodges the shot I aimed at his feet, simply using his running momentum to jump as I attempt to tangle his feet.
I steel myself for the impact, knowing that it's all coming down to hand-to-hand combat. Which, while it's not my strongest suit, might give me an advantage.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see the girl still cowering against the wall, crying and gaping.
But I have no time to tell her anything as an right upper hook goes sailing into my left eye, effectively blinding it.
Instead, I shield my face with my left arm and block an oncoming jab, lifting my leg and kneeing him, hard, in the stomach. He sputters for only a moment before grabbing my right arm, which was about to connect with his left eye, and twisting it in a hard angle around my back.
"OW!" I shout, feeling a few tears prickling behind my eyes. With him behind me and one eye swollen shut, I have no idea of my next move is going to work. "You should not have betrayed the Brotherhood," he mocks as he draws me in closer to him, the angle of my arm taking its impact as I hear the bone snap. I cry out, knowing that it's no good, but amidst the blinding pain I stamp my foot in my heavy boots into his toes before elbowing him in the same spot on his stomach where I dug my knee. It doesn't seem to affect him until the elbow hits him, but he only falls forward on me, bending my arm even farther back.
"How dare you!" he screams, accidentally losing his grip on me as I spring forward in a running start to reach my Titans communicator, which fell out of my pocket about 50 yards away.
"BEHIND YOU!" The girl screams as I make a dive for the communicator, only to be pulled to the ground by the guy throwing all his weight against me, pushing me to the ground underneath him, crushing my airway as I begin to sputter.
"Can't—breathe—" I hear myself gasping as the man lifts himself off of me, instead pushing me over onto my back and immediately throwing his hand against my throat, pinning me to the ground.
"And they said you were worthy," the man says angrily as I struggle to breathe, gagging and coughing for air that will never reach my lungs. Instead, the man shifts inside his utility belt, pulling out a dagger that he raises above his head, ready to strike. Before he does, I let out a great cough, feeling a thick, warm liquid trickling down my neck. I can't even see it, but I know instantly that it's blood.
...Great plan, Jinx. Well executed. This is the end, brace yourself! says a voice inside my head as he adjusts the dagger in his hand, then finally letting gravity take control as it begins to fall heavily, aimed directly at my heart.
But it never does. "YEEOW!" he yells as I use every last bit of energy in my now-battered body to send a powerful shock coursing through him from where my skin meet his, my fingers trying to wrestle his powerful, large hands from my neck, hoping he doesn't snap it in half.It hurts me, too. His fingers tighteneven more around my neck, and I can feel myself coughing up more blood in response, my eyes still swollen and my left arm still useless. But the hex is effective; thedagger clatters the ground about two inches next to me, but I don't let up until I can't physically can't any longer. I'm completely drained.
Helpless. Hopeless. A screw-up, whensomeone depended on me to give them life.The girl...I couldn't even save myself...
He jumps up, still visibly convulsing from the shock I gave him. ButI'm shaking harder than he is.I can barely move, butI have to--the girl...
As he jumps, I roll over and with my last bit of energy, stretch my arms out to the Titans communicator about a foot away from me, pressing a button and hoarsely whispering, "Flash…help…"
Kid Flash
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!
I cannot believe that I actually did it.
I just bought Jinx...umm...err...
EEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWW!
I hold the bag as far away from me as is physically possible as I make my way towards the entrance of the mall, worrying that it'll contaminate me or something. I even pulled my sweatshirt sleeve over a red Kid Flash glove (I always wear the costume under the clothes), hoping the latex-Kevlar fiber biweave will prevent all bodily contact and/or the transmission of diseases, such as herpes. Or cooties.
Ewewewewewewewewewewew! One of the plastic bag handles just slid off my wrist, exposing the pink package lying at the very bottom of the bag to me and only me. Like God's private little joke.Grimacing and closing my eyes, I tie the two handles into a knot, making the entire bag look like a bladder topped with bunny ears. From inside my pocket, I feel a buzzing. Assuming it to be my cell phone, I dig my hand into my pant pocket and pull it out, only to find that it was, in fact, my Titans Communicator buzzing.
I pull it out with Kid Flash's speed; the Titans never tune in on this specific frequency. Normally the communicator beeps or flashes a red light, which is normally just another Titan trying to establish communication; but the buzzing? That's a distress call.
Just as I pull it out, I hear a faint, choked voice whispering, "Flash...help..."
The voice sounds very familiar. Too familiar.
And it hits me that the voice belongs to Jinx.
The bag hasn't even hit the ground before I become Kid Flash and have scouted the entire mall area, looking for any glimpses of bright pink.
Jinx
"Flash...help me..."
And just as the words come croaking out of my mouth, at the very end of the alley I see a red-and-yellow figure appear, dropping a plastic bag to the ground as Kid Flash gives himself a push of momentum towards me. Get...the girl, I think, trying to laser the thoughts into his ears. I know he's not a telepath, but I want him to hear my message anyway. Help...her...
But it's no good. I pass out in defeat just as the man, seeing Kid Flash's arrival at the end of the alley, makes a grab for the girl. "We'll meet again," he says decisively, and then disappears farther into the shadows, the girl's cries of "NO, PLEASE! HELP ME!" fading into the distance.
Oooh, another cliffie! Who is our mysterious kidnapper/combatant? Guess you'll just have to keep reading to find out!
Ok, so. I know this chapter was short and more actionous than fluffy/funny, but I need to get the story moving. Hope you like the pace. I've got a lot planned (although I write it very loosely) for it, so it'll probably be just as long as TDD. Either way, I sincerely hope you like it. I'm worried that, as many stories and movies do, this story will fall into the rut of sucky-sequels-that-couldn't-live-up-to-the-originals. I'm trying my best here, I promise I am. It's going to get a lot more interesting as the story progresses, and there'll be a lot of supporting cameos from other Titans and beloved civilian-family-and-friends-of-heroes. So just bear with me. It'll get better. I swear. :-D
Thanks to everyone who reviewed! I loved reading them. :-D you make my day
Lt. Commander Richie-lol, glad you liked it! as for your friend...thats cruel. and freaking hilarious. poor guy...lol
Frosty Pickle Juice-no, no, I promise it's not what always happens. this is just Jinx having a little bit of fun messing with Wally's head after a looooong week. lol. things will go back to normal (well, as normal as they can get with this superpowered couple, but oh well) very soon. starting with the next chapter. ;-D thanks!
Rose Red2.0-lol, my mistake. my apologies to Silverwing. As for my "eeewing" with Insomnia...you actually LIKED that story? I think that might have been the worst story on this site. It was MAJORLY OOC/corny. i soooo desperately wish to delete it, yet, i think i kind of need it as a reminder for what to crusade AGAINST in my writing (plus, there would be a lot of angry fans who would kill me if I did delete it). lol. thanks!
TTSpeed Demon111-hey, im glad you liked it! lol. that chapter was a lot of fun to write (i was sooo majorly pissed off when i couldnt post it for like, what, 10 days? it SUCKED) so its nice to know that it was worth the wait for some ppl ;-D thanks!
shadow929-(laughing nervously) umm...ok...whatever you say? lol. am feeling slightly intimidated over her at my computer desk...lol. and yes, yes, it was kind of cruel of her to do that...but thats why its so fun to read. ;-) thanks!
pureangel86-lol, glad you found that amusing! for my own personal amusement...lets go with Smallville's to-be Clark Kent. Tom Welling is HOT! lol (not that im shallow or anything...) thanks!
Meiriona-ya, sorry about that. late-night writing. what can i say? its kind of weird...when i sit down to write, i have a very vague plan of whati want to write about. and then it spews off in all random directions. and i always write at night, because thats when all my best ideas come. weird, i know. it also sucks because it means that on writing/updating nights, i get about 4 hours of sleep total. which happens about every3 or 4 days, if i keep to my updating plan. lol. so yeah, breakfast...just omit it from your memory, like KF. lol. thanks!
Marz the green plant-yes, yes, im sorry, im sorry! but you liked it, didnt you? and i told you, i had a server problem! i didnt mean to! (cowers in a corner). you know, i wouldnt be surprised if one day you and a bunch of my other reviewers formed a C2 called "People-Holding-Pitchforks-to-the-SuperDuperHulaHooper's-neck-in-order-to-make-her-update-sooner-Association." You'd have a lot of supporters. lol. thanks!
ReaderofLegends-aww, thanks! that just made my day :-D im glad you liked it! i do try...lol. keep reading and reviewing! thanks so much for your review! and no, i wouldnt abandon this story. maybe because Marz up there would kind of hunt me down and glue my fingers to my keyboard and tie me to a chair until i updated. lol. thanks again!
Shilohood-aww, thanks. lol. haha, let it out, honey. i am contemplating whether or not to incorporate Flash's revenge for the tampon-buying incident in the story, but then that may spin off into a little one-shot if it doesnt fit into this story. which it probably wont. so look for a little oneshot sometime soon! thanks!
the King of Flames-yup yup yuppies! im BACK! WOOT WOOT! lol. glad you liked it! and yes, KF is lucky...there is one particular incident I would like to unthink, during which I was undies-shopping at Victoria's Secret and I saw my history teacher Mr. Will there, with his wife, shopping for a kind of racy Valentine's day present...(shudder) it was mortifying. I have been wearing sunglasses and baggy pants ever since. lol, thanks for the review!
Gray Wolf Goddess-lol, glad you liked it so much! i have fun writing crazy characters...it makes it that much funnier to read. :-D as for your story, go for it! you are very enthusiastica bout your wolves, arent you? lol. dont worry. i am obsessed with my (replica of a) Legion Flight Ring. I would sleep with it on if I could, but that would cut off my circulation, necessitating an amputation, and then I wouldnt have a finger to wear it on, would I? lol. i think it really depends on how you write it exactly. like, how serious you want to make it (but it seems like it'd be more of a humor story), and what exactly you plan on doing with it. if you ever need help or a beta reader or anything like that, id be happy to help. thanks for the review!
EE's Skysong-hiya chickadee! love to hear from you again, as always ;-D i heart Keane. I heart a lot of songs and artists, but I especially heart Keane. (no, i dont really say "love" anymore, lol) and yes Keane does do a cover originally played by Postal Service. Good bit of music trivia...lol. and yes, first person does rock, doesnt it? its always more fun when you can follow the thought processes (esp. if the character is ADD-afflicted and has a massive crush on a PMSing girl! lol). andOUCH i feel bad for that guy inyour story. it sounds painful lol. as forart books...eBay. best thing ever. except, the prices suck there, too. they pretty much suck everywhere you go. sigh...again, thanks for everything! XOXO!
Maffeoel-yaaay! i heart spring break! too bad i dont have one for another 2 or 3 weeks. (sends death glares at the school principal). im glad you like it! there MIGHT be a repeat performance from Quickshot, but Im not quite sure yet...lol. ive got a lot of characters lined up to appear in either cameos or supporting, so maybe ill throw her in there just to make you happy (cause i know how much you liked Quickshot lol).thanks for the review!
xunrequitedlovex-my random, obsessed, schizophrenic mind. lol. thats where it all comes from. :-D im glad youre liking it! i think the best stories are the ones that can make people laugh but still evoke emotion in the reader, so at least ive got 1 for 2, and working hard on the second! lol. thanks so much!
Limited Heart-awww, thanks! (blushes) my life is soooo busy and insane that if i posted any really serious, sad stuff i would drive myself crazy. as weird as it sounds, i think you need to be a little bit crazy to stay sane-its the only way I get through the day. i actually make an effort to have fun and screw stuff up (if for no other reason than the enjoyment that i get out of using the excuse, "how am i supposed to know? im a freshman!") lol. thanks! and keep reading!
lostelf76-glad you liked it! i will do my very best to keep updating regularly to provide you all with a KF/Jinx fix. thanks!
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XOXO,
Cara the SuperDuperHulaHooper