Hey ya'll! I'm posting this a bit early I know! I'm actually posting early because I'm packing up to visit NYC for a few days! I won't be able to update on Friday or Saturday, so I'm giving this to you guys now so I won't leave you all disappointed. Enjoy!
January 5
New York City
The Daily Show
I can hear the music begin as the show begins.
After what happened in New Orleans, the news networks have been going crazy, wanting League statements, and appearances. But, with the Krolotean problem growing, and M'gann, Superboy, and Beast Boy being sent off to Rann with Doctor Strange, and a Justice League head hunt going on in different Galaxies, they are just a bit preoccupied.
So, they come to the next best thing.
Me.
Of course, I have already issued a statement, approved by the JLA, regarding the events that happened, but people are still hoping to get a bit more out of me.
'It was a routine stealth mission regarding a possible alien threat, given to the League by an anonymous person,' Is the normal B.S, and I'm sticking to it.
The only other reason I agreed to show up to this particular show is because… well, it's a comedy show about politics. And all politicians are jokes to me.
Trevor Noah is a comedian from South Africa, who took over the Daily Show when John Stewart retired. He is quite tall, and the Team thinks he's great. He has an accent, but it is to my understanding that he speaks 6 languages.
"Welcome to the Daily Show! I'm your host, Trevor Noah, and tonight, we have a special guest, the one and only: Wonderbat is here, tonight!" He begins. The crowd cheers for a moment. "But first, let's begin with tonight's top stories:-"
I like Trevor Noah. In fact, all of us at the Cave do. If we are around, and not on a mission, we turn on Comedy Central, and have a blast.
Of course I brought Haneul, and Wondergirl with me. Someday, she will need to know how to do this, so on occasion, I'll bring her along so she can study how the crowd reacts to certain things.
"Are you worried, Princess?" Haneul asks as I take a seat on the couch.
"Surprisingly, no," I answer as Cassie takes a seat on the arm of the couch. "I'm only usually nervous when I have to be in front of the people who will take apart every word I say, and rearrange the terms into their own meanings. But this is Trevor Noah, we watch him all the time at the Cave. We even used to watch John Stewart, and Colbert!"
"How nervous are you normally?" Cassie asks.
"My first few times, incredibly. I was so afraid that I'd say the wrong thing, and people would hate me, but as long as you take a breath, and stick to what you're going to say, you'll be fine," I smile, knowing that she would take this information to heart.
"Got it," She smiles.
"Don't worry, Cas," I begin. "When you go on for your first time, I'll be right off camera supporting you. Okay?"
"Okay," She nods in relief.
As the show continues on, I prepare myself for the stage.
I place my cape over my shoulders, and apply some stage make-up.
"You know, I really don't understand the need for such trivialities," Han begins, placing his hands on my waist as I lean in closer to the mirror, to apply mascara. "Your beauty is seen even from miles away. You do not need this."
"Han," I smile as he places his chin on my shoulder, and I place the mascara down. "I have to go on in a few…"
"This does not concern me," He smirks, planting his lips on my neck for a few kisses.
"It concerns me! I'm the one going on," I whine-laugh.
"They can wait," He teases, moving behind my ear. "I need you more, Princess."
I lean back into him and sigh.
"You know I want to stay right here forever," I say, turning around in his grasp. "But I will have plenty of time for you after I go and do this."
"You better, Princess," He says as I 'boop' his nose with my finger.
"I'll see you in a few, Han," I peck his lips, and escape from his embrace to stand around the corner, and wait for my cue.
"Have fun," He wishes as I disappear from his sight.
The lights outside dim, they they start back up with the music, and cheers.
"Now I am joined by a future member of the Justice League, Daughter of the Dark Knight and the most famous Amazonian: Batman and Wonder Woman. Please help me welcome our guest, Wonderbat!"
I take my cue, and enter the stage as the remixed version of the original music starts to play, and the crowd starts to clap and cheer.
I wave to the crowd, as Trevor shakes my hand, helping me up onto the stage while doing so.
I lean over to give him a welcoming hug in appreciation, then I take a seat on the black rolly-chair.
The music and cheering dies down, and we begin.
"So great to see you! Thank you for being here!" The African host thanks me.
"No, thank you! All of us are huge fans of the show, and I'm so happy to be here!" I announce, and the crowd cheers.
"All of us?" He asks.
"Oh, yes, Robin, Wonder Girl, Superboy, all of the younger heroes," I explain.
"What, do you all just gather around the T.V in some super secret meeting," He jokes, and the crowd laughs.
"Oh, totally," I nod as he crowd chuckles. "We all just have a super-secret treehouse club meeting, everyday, and we watch comedy shows while a kid runs around with scissors outside."
The crowd laughs.
"Does this club have a name?" He asks.
"Yeah, but it's lame, because we're lazy. We just call it 'The Team'," I laugh.
The audience chuckles, as does Trevor.
"So, you are all really fans of the show?" He asks on a serious note.
"Yeah! When we are all at the same place, and we're surfing the T.V, we don't argue once someone stops to watch your show. We all love it," I admit.
"Oh, well, we love you!" He says and the audience starts to cheer again. "So, lets start when you were born. You are a clone, yes? Found along with Superboy in a Cadmus Lab in D.C?"
"Yes. I am not exactly a clone of Batman and Wonder Woman, but I am genetically related to them. Wonder Woman never gave birth to me, neither did she know I was being made by Cadmus, until a few years ago," I explain.
"But now, you embrace this? Yes?" He asks inquisitively.
"I suppose," I answer. "Although I am much closer to Wonder Woman than I am to Batman, we all do collaborate once in a while for training, and missions with Robin and Nightwing."
"That was what I was going to ask next," He says. "What is your relationship with Nightwing, and Robin?"
"Well, I knew Nightwing before he was the 'Nightwing', and given our close relationship, we are like brother and sister. Robin and I, I wouldn't say we are as close as I am with Nightwing, but we are very close in regards to friendship," I answer.
"And what about Wondergirl?" He asks.
"Wondergirl and I have a 'student-mentor' relationship. She is training to be Wonder Woman's protege, but someday, Wonder Woman will take over as Queen of Themyscira, and this will leave me as the next 'Wonder Woman' figure by default. So while Wondergirl is training as a protege, she is also training to take over for my place right now, and possibly be the next Wonder Woman after me," I answer.
"That's really cool," He nods to the audience as they cheer for her.
"How is your mother doing?" He asks.
"Well, she's always fighting people," I joke. "But she's doing well."
"Now, I'd like to talk to you about what happened on 's show a few days ago, if you don't mind," He begins. "He said something about the Justice League harboring alien terrorists, and you responded by saying everyone on the Justice League is a possible threat to Earth, even Robin. Would you care to elaborate a bit more?"
"Oh, certainly," I answer. "Well, the Justice League is made up of people- aliens and humans and animals alike- who want to do good in the world. All of them are powerful. However, should someone 'go dark' as I say, then they would be a possible threat to the world. But we also have many other Leaguers who would try to reach out to the person. And if that should fail, we have many more who will take them down, should they need to."
"And, what about Kid Lantern?" He brings up.
"Well, you may or may not already know this, but K.L and I were very close. And it did hurt me to know that he had been working with Sinestro behind all of our backs. I tried to bring his mind back around, but he was too far gone into Fear, and he let it consume him. Bringing him back is no longer an option. Taking him out, however, is another story," I explain.
"I'm sorry to hear that," He apologizes.
"It's fine," I assure. "This is what happens when we keep secrets from each other. That's why we try to be very open in our community."
"Now, I know you've been on a lot of these news shows lately, how do you handle people who...are... ?" He jokes.
I smile, and chuckle with the audience.
"Well, you have to try to keep your temper, as I often have to check myself for-"
"But I would like to see what you do when you do lose your temper," He smiles, and the crowd laughs. "I think we'd all rather watch that, than Gordon's show of biases."
We both laugh at this.
"I cannot tell you how many times I've wanted to bring him outside and show him the power of an Amazon," I admit, still smiling. "I was telling Scarlet Magician the other day that if it weren't for the cameras, I would have already have beaten him up."
"Scarlet Magician?" Trevor asks. "I don't believe I've heard too much about him. But I understand you two are close, yes?"
"Uh-Ha.. Yeah, closer than you might think," I laugh nervously.
"Oh, so you two are together?" He asks.
"Yeah, yeah we've been together for about five years now," I say.
"Five years?" He asks. "That's quite a bit of time."
"It certainly has been a great time though," I admit. "He too, winds my temper down when I cannot hold it in."
"And it is also to my understanding that you have a dragon as a pet?" He asks in astonishment.
"Skotádi, yes," I smile.
"Skotádi?" Trevor pronounces. "And he is a dragon?"
"Well, we aren't quite sure what Sko is," I admit. "He came from space, and landed in the harbor where I just happened to be."
"Is this outside the secret treehouse?" He asks, leaning back a bit.
"Yes, it is outside our secret treehouse," I laugh. "But Sko really is a mystery. We think he is a dragon because of the way he looks, but he could also be an alien because he came from space. At first, I could have sworn he was an Alien space craft, like Martian Manhunters, but as I pulled it out of the water, it was a transparent egg, roughly the size of a watermelon. And it hatched the moment it got ashore. Sko used to be all dark shades, browns, and blacks, but then when I held him up, he turned into my uniform colors."
"And Skotádi, what does that mean?" He asks.
"In Greek, it means darkness. And that's just because when I found him it was dark outside," I say.
He starts to laugh.
"Such a simple reason!" He laughs. "You could have made it way more dramatic, like 'it was because of the color I see in his soul,' but no, 'It's dark outside,' That's a great name."
"Well, I do like to keep it simple," I nod. "But you should hear the names Superboy comes up with."
"Oh, and Superboy was found with you in Cadmus, right?" He asks.
"Correct. And he, too, likes to keep simple names. Like Wolf and Sphere for example," I say.
"Wolf and Sphere?"
"Yep. Wolf is the large white wolf, and Sphere is the Supercycle," I say.
"Why 'Sphere', though? Isn't it a bike?" Trevor asks.
"It is, but It curls up into a sphere, and that's how he found it," I answer.
"Such a simple person," Trevor notes.
"He really is," I agree.
"So, let's talk about your comment about Donald Trump," Trevor switches topics. "You said: 'He's a racist, sexist, xenophobic tangerine with a God complex,'-"
"Yes I did," I proudly confirm as the audience chuckles.
"What would you do if he were the Republican nominee, and if he became President of the United States."
"Well, this is what a backup country is for," I laugh. "My home is on Paradise Island. I live there. If he becomes president, you will not see me for 8 years."
"Why 8? In case he runs for a second term?" He asks.
"Trump as an ego bigger than his hands," I say, and the audience laughs. "Of course he'd run for a second term."
"Well let's be honest, most things are bigger than his hands, I mean look at how tiny they are!" Trevor jokes.
The whole show continues on like this. Both of us crack jokes, and we begin to relate to the audience a bit more, until it was time for the show to move on.
As he announced the commercial break, and began to stand up, I stopped him.
"I just want to thank you for inviting me today," I say. "We really are big fans of the show, and of yours."
"Oh, it's really no problem! Thank you for coming," He thanks. "I must say, we are all fans of yours at the show."
"Sadly, not everyone agrees," I say. "But I just want you to know, whenever you want me on the show, I will make time. I enjoyed being here. It's much more comfortable than those strictly rhetoric news shows."
"Well, we'd love to have you back, Wonderbat," He shakes my hand firmly.
"Oh, please, Wonderbat is too long. My friends call me W.B," I smile.
"Oh, well thank you, W.B," He smiles.
"Well, I must be on my way now, so again, thank you for having me. And please do not hesitate to call!" I say.
"Not a problem," He smiles. "Have a good day."
"You do the same," I smile back.
We depart, and I make my way back to the waiting room where Haneul and Cassie are waiting for me.
"Alright Cass, what notes do you have?" I ask the blonde.
"This show isn't as serious as the others, but it is still fun and entertaining," She begins. "And it's okay to crack a joke or two on this show, but we can't reveal too much to the public."
"Good," I nod. "Well, let us be on our way. I'm sure Nightwing has a mission for us."
Mount Justice
"Recognized: Wonderbat: B0-0, Scarlet Magician: S0-1, Wondergirl:B2-1," The computer announces.
"Are they back yet?" I ask as Nightwing comes into view.
"No, S.T.A.R Labs hasn't gotten the Zeta signal back yet," He reports. "They should be back by tomorrow morning."
"If not?" I ask.
"Then we go to Rann and search," He says. "You, me, and Batgirl."
"Got it," I nod.
"Be prepared," Nightwing states. "But, go get some rest. You haven't been sleeping right."
"How-?"
"I know everything, Addie," He says in brotherly concern. "Go home. Get some sleep. I'll call if they come home early."
"Okay.." I sigh. "But I want that call the minute they get back. You hear?"
"Yes ma'am," He nods. "Now get out of here."
I nod, and walk back to the Zeta tubes.
"Recognized: Wonderbat: B0-0-"
Gateway City
"Recognized: Scarlet Magician: S0-1,"
I hear from behind me.
"Han?" I question.
"You're my girlfriend," He says. "I'd be a horrible boyfriend if I let you walk home alone, at night."
I roll my eyes, and twirl back into my civvies.
When I'm not in my uniform, I'm usually wearing a black, button-up cotton t-shirt, and black and white striped printed pants, with black hightops, and my glasses. My hair is down now, mostly because it's cute when it's down, and because I'm not fighting anyone in civvies, so it doesn't really get in the way.
Haneul raises his arms, and his civvies just materialize. Lucky…
He wears (now) a dark army green jacket, a ripped up white graphic t-shirt, ripped up jeans, fingerless leather gloves, and shiny black Doc. Martins. His hair is still its signature bright red, but he tries to stay out of the public view, just in case someone recognizes him.
"You are too much," I giggle as he puts his hand over mine, and entwines our fingers together.
"But you love me anyways," He smiles, pecking me on the lips before he begins to lead us out of the alleyway.
It isn't too far away from my house, but since Diana had the zeta tube located somewhere a bit further than outside the apartment, it is still a walk.
Han and I walk in a comfortable silence. We don't usually need to talk.
He just lets me push myself into his arm, and close my eyes while we walk.
It's kind of relaxing. Knowing that we'll get there when we get there, and that there's no rush, and no need for voicing opinions. Just having the chance to close your eyes and walk, knowing you're going where you're supposed to, without the hazards of tripping, or bumping into people. The trust that I place in Haneul to make sure that nothing bad happens to us on his watch.
I feel him walk around a bit to avoid bumping into people, and I definitely felt the large crack in the sidewalk trip me.
Han caught me before I fell even slightly forward.
"Princess, I'm going to carry you now," He says, holding me up, and looking into my eyes.
"Noooo…" I whine tiredly.
"You're too tired to walk. And I am not returning you to your mother with scratches all over your arms because you fell on the sidewalk," He says.
"But… nooooo…" Is the best response I could possibly come up with.
"But, yeeeeeesss," He taunts, turning his back to me, and kneeling down. "Come on."
I frown, and groan at him, but obey none the less.
I wrap my legs around his waist, and my arms around his neck as he lifts me up, and begins to carry me piggy-back style.
He holds my legs under my thighs, and wraps my feet around each other, and begins to walk.
I rest my cheek at the base of his neck, and close my eyes.
"See, you're tired," He says.
"... No'm not…" I reply, trying to use my words, and not succeeding at all.
"Yes you are, Princess," He negates. "It's okay to be tired. You've been working hard for the past few weeks. Go to sleep. I'll carry you to bed."
"You don'ave to…" I say.
"But I want to," He replies. "I wouldn't be a good boyfriend if I didn't."
"You're already a goo'byfrnd…" I mumble.
"Glad you think so, love," He smiles, shaking his head slowly in a backwards nuzzle, rubbing his buzzed hair against my nose.
I begin to fall asleep while he takes me home.
I can still hear everything around me, but I lose track of time easily.
The usual walking distance is about 15 minutes, but since I was fading in and out, it felt like 3 minutes before I hear him rapping on the door of Diana's apartment.
It takes her a second to open the door, and see that it's only Han and I.
"What happened?" She asks.
"Nothing," Han tries to reassure. "She was just beginning to fade in and out, so I opted to carry her home."
"Well, come in," She says, opening the door wider for him to enter with me still on his back. "You can put her to bed, but then I must ask you to leave."
"Not a problem, Your Highness," Han agrees.
Since we started going out, he and Diana have a bit of an uneasy relationship. He tries to be as kind as possible when the meet up. Offering to help in any way he can, whether it be with a mission, or preparing food. Granted he's not all that great at cooking, he still tries to get on her good side. And since he doesn't know how to properly address her, he simply says things like 'Your majesty/highness,' and things of that sort.
Mom hasn't voiced her full opinion of Haneul yet, but I feel like she's just a bit weary of him because of what I was doing a few years ago, and sneaking him into the house so I could help him heal his wounds, and recuperate.
She doesn't hate him, per-se, but she certainly isn't all that fond of him.
I feel Haneul move down the hall, and enter my room.
He leans down for a quick second to pet Sko, who had already made himself comfortable on his mattress that pops out from underneath my bed.
We figured that since he's about the size of a male lion, that he can't still sleep on that small corner of my bed anymore, but he whined when he wasn't allowed in my room to sleep. So Diana and I bought a bed that has another smaller bed pop out from underneath it. My bed is still a normal sleigh bed, and the same height too, just with a bed that slides out from under it.
Haneul twirls me around his waist, and lays me down on the bed on my back.
My eyes open a little, and I see him start to take off my glasses, and shoes, and set them in their respective places.
I feel him pull my covers up, and around my body, surrounding me in warmth.
I hum in content.
"Goodnight, Adeline," He whispers, planting a kiss on my forehead.
"Mmmm…" I reply, reaching out to hold the back of his neck. "... You missed…"
I pull myself up slightly, and place my lips over his.
As I continue, I feel him smirk, then he begins to respond a bit more.
"Love, if I stay any longer, your mother will kick me out for good," He says against my lips.
I pull away slowly.
"Whatever happened to your dangerous streak?" I tease. "Goodnight Haneul."
"Goodnight, Princess," He replies, moving to the door. "I love you."
"I love you too," I smile, feeling warmth spread over my cheeks.
I see him smile, then he closes my door.
'Astonishing Aphrodite, I'm in love with a magician,' I pray to the goddess moments before I fall into a deep sleep.
So as per usual, I got a flame. But ever notice that Flames are usually distributed by guests who don't realize that I can choose to delete their comments? I thinks it's because they don't have the gall to get an actual profile, and start something where people can go on their profile and prove them wrong. So here's me deleting the comment, and proving them wrong. (Let's keep in mind that they were the only guest comment so far)
The comment exactly: 2010. Season one took place in 2010- not 2011. Superboy was created in 2010
My response to you is:
Guest: Uhm, actually, the show aired in January 7th of 2011, and the New Years Day episode (last episode of Season 1) was the beginning of 2012. Even if this information is wrong, they still don't really specify what year it is in the show so... Thanks for nothing really...
To every other person who was kind and left nice and/or constructive comment:
Arianna Le Fay: First, you have half of my name! (Le'fay is my middle name) And I wasn't really planning on a Nightwing/Oc story line. (Between you and me: I had to change the 'starring names' of a few people so it would show more frequently on the filter search ;) But I didn't pair Oc-Nightwing together in the description. Just a little Author tip! :) )
Retrokill: Sweet name bruh. Yes! Adeline is short, but she doesn't really feel like it's her weak point, mostly because she can fly. SO if something is too high for her to reach on her feet, it's no problem. Unless Tim pulls that 'head patt' thing. Lol
Josephguy217: Glad to see you back, bruh! And thank you!
Boyy2k: Expect more sass, and shade. It's my favorite characteristic for Adeline.
Anime hotty lover.18: Great to see you back too! Yay! Success!
Digidestined10: Thank you! Like your penn name!
EirrinnOfMyth: Glad you're not feeling the mode!
digilover23: Glad I could cheer you up!
Angel Ruth: Of course I've watched YJ over 20,000 times by now! I know the spoilers, trust me! Lol! And, I suppose you'll have to read and find out! 0_o
Luna Star Phantom: Glad to see you here, hun! And IKR?! I've been trying to find some good fics that I haven't read, but I can't seem to find any that catch my interest...
Shazam hadow: Read and watch, is all I can say...
Nathan Drake: He'll show up! Don't worry!
Brandon1289: I've been trying to make W.B a it more past tense, like her perspective was in 2016, and she was telling her story of Project W.B, and now, we're in her time, so she can tell us her story as we ride along with her. Glad you like it!
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So now there has been a misunderstanding, so I'm re-uploading this chapter for clarification.
I did not say all guest reviews are flames. The flames that I'd had, had yet to have been from a person with a profile, with fics, who understand the hurtful comments. And most of you are saying things like 'you haven't seen a REAL flame'. Yes I have. You wanna know why they aren't up? Because they were guest reviews. I deleted them, and moved on. Granted, it was from before I started replying to comments, but there were still there, and they still hurt. Don't act like I don't know what a real flame is just because I don't allow them to go up in the comment section. I haven't gotten many, but I've still seen some pretty hurtful ones, and I've had them directed towards me. Call my bias, or whatever. I only allow ones up in the comment section that are either CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM, or NICE. I do not let them up if they say things like 'this sucks, and you do too,' or like 'this is a stupid idea, you probably don't even read comics,' or things of that nature.
TO ALL GUESTS: Not all of you are rude. I KNOW. I'm just stating that most all flames I get are from guests. I'm just stating a fact.
For those of you who need a better Picture of Addie in her new suit, go on ahead and go to my page, (or the cover pic) and check her out! There are links on my profile as to what her hair, and outfit look like. Sorry if the links are a bit spaced out, for some reason Fanfiction won't let me use full links. If anyone has any alternatives to help me out with links, either P.M me, or comment below. Thank you all!
Just so you all know: I really don't want to argue with people, but if I'm right, and I know I'm right, believe me, I've done the research, have written a paper, made one of those science-fair fold out cardboard projects, and I have made a chart with my data, and placed it in the center of my foldable. You should run the moment you hear me say "Um, actually-".
I know I'm working on W.B:I right now, but I already have up to episode 6 written out. How many of you are Gargoyles fans? The 90's cartoon? And Once Upon a Time fans? I'm in love with both of them, and I've recently been re-watching some episodes, and I have fics planned out, but I'm not sure if I should publish it, or not. Let me know in the comments! I kinda want to, but I'm not sure how many people would read them...
On a happier note... HAVE YA'LL HEARD AGUST D'S MIXTAPE? STRAIGHT FIRE. SUGA. BAE. I NEED MY HEART TO LIVE. I'MMA NEED YOU TO WATER DOWN THIS FIRE. BOY. I CAN'T. (Slow claps)
-Gargoyle77