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Chapter 38: Life in the War
Location: Everest-Underground City-Hallway
Harley was walking down the hallway with Bullseye and Deadshot, when she saw her walking towards her. The woman had green skin and red hair. She was tall, taller than Harley herself, and more delicate looking. But Harley knew that to be a lie. This was a rose with steel tipped thorns.
"Well well well, look what the cat dragged in," Harley said smiling.
"It's horrible to see you too," Ivy said.
"Did you gain a little weight," Harley asked, surprising Bullseye and Deadshot.
"Did your legs get skinnier," Ivy asked.
"Is that a whisker coming out of your chin," Harley asked.
"Is that a chin coming out of your other chin," Ivy asked.
"Lord I missed you girl," Harley said.
"I missed you too," Ivy said. They both shared a laugh before they hugged, and then were leaving Bullseye and Deadshot behind and to go somewhere to talk about where the other had been and whatnot.
"What was that," Bullseye said.
"Women never understand anything about them," Deadshot replied.
~JUSTICE LEAGUE~
Location: Everest-Underground City-LowerLevels-Shayera's Bedroom
DREAMSCAPE
Looking around, Shayera found herself on top a seaside cliff with a lavender sky before her. Shayera looked down to see herself in a long, flowy, sleeveless white gown brushed the ground, slightly. Her long red hair trailed down her back to the middle of her back. Turning around, she saw the entrance to a garden labyrinth.
"Mommy, catch me," a voice called out called out.
Looking into the entrance, Shayera saw a little boy. A little boy with black curls and pale skin and jade eyes.
"Follow me, Mommy," the child said, before running into the labyrinth.
"Wait, come back," Shayera called, before running after the boy. She found him deeper and deeper into the maze. Matching every turn but never able to quite caught him.
"Mommy, catch me," the child called out again, before turning round a corner. Shayera followed, and found herself in a small courtyard with and gazebo in the center and stone statues.
"Come out here please," Shayera called out, turning around and around.
"Why," a new voice said.
"Little boy," Shayera called out, moving around the courtyard. Looking closer at the one of the statues, she jumped back. It was her dressed in Thangarian armor. Looking around, all the statues were her. She reach out to touch one of the statue, only for the statue to grab her arm.
"Traitor," the staue yelled, before backhanding Shayera across the face. Shayera fell to the ground, dazed from the attack. The statue reached out and picked her up by the throat and slamming her back into the gazebo.
"You betrayed Earth! And then Thangar! And for what? Nothing!" the statue yelled and threw Shayera across the courtyard. Shayera hit another statue, shattering it.
"You are the monster of this world," the statue yelled, "And you deserve nothing more than to be alone. But you are so selfish that you wound wish for a child-a child that you wound condemn to live a lifetime of persecution…a lifetime of discrimination."
"Mommy," Shayera hear the child again. She struggled to the feet and saw the statue standing behind the child.
"This is a mercy to any child you give life to," the statue said, place its hands on the child's shoulders.
"Mommy," the child called out.
"No," Shayera screamed.
END DREAMSCAPE
Shayera woke up screaming as she sat up. She was gasping and couldn't seem to calm down herself. All she could see were that child's eyes as he called out to her.
~JUSTICE LEAGUE~
Location: Everest-Underground City-Barrack Lounge
Lily and Damien were in the lounge playing with Ivy's son Hunter. Cheshire and Roy were on the sofa on the other side of the room, and Ivy and Harley were on a couch opposite them.
"Your queen demands a duel…Lord Hunter," Lily said, handing a sword the blonde boy, "Sir Complain-a-lot," She said, handing a sword to Damien, "The winner shall get my hand."
"En guarde, doody-head," Damien said in a French accent, holding up his toy sword. The two boys circle around each other.
"Prepare to die, scoundrel," Hunter said in a French accent, holding up his sword.
"Oh, I'm a scoundrel? Cool," Damien said, breaking his character.
"All right, your queen's getting bored. Can we see some bloodshed," Lily said, from her makeshift throne.
"That right there proves it," Roy said, as he sat with Jade on the couch watching the kids play, "She it 99% pure you."
"And the other one percent," Jade asked, smiling at him from her play leaning against him.
"Her hair and eye are me...but everything else is you," Roy said, smiling back at her, "Which is great because there are now two smiles I live for."
"Enough with the mush," Harley said, sipping wine with Ivy, "I'm with the munchkin, to the bloodshed."
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