Gateway City
September 14
Adeline P.O.V
"Adeline!" I hear Diana call me.
"Yes?" I answer from my spot on the couch.
"Would you come in here for a moment?" She asks from her room.
I stand up, and make my way through the hallway leading to her room.
"Is something wrong?" I ask.
"No," she smiles. "I just wished to inform you that I will be gone this afternoon, and into tomorrow morning. The department is having a little Gala that takes place at the same time every year, and I didn't wish to worry you."
"Oh, thank you," I say, noticing a long, dark blue gown in the corner of the room, hung on her dresser. "Is this what you're wearing?"
"It is," She smiles, placing on her eyeliner.
"It's very… pretty," I state, running the silky fabric through my fingers.
"As it should be," She laughs. "I did pay a hefty amount for it, so I'd expect it to look good."
"How much is-"
"Something you shouldn't have to worry about, darling," Diana interrupts. "So, do you have anything planned for the day?"
"Not unless a mission pops up," I state, crossing my arms and leaning on her dresser. "M'gann, Conner, Kaldur, and Red Tornado are all out on a mission, and who knows how long that will take. Artemis is… somewhere… Dick is busy doing his homework, studying for his Mathlete competition, Wally is probably eating food somewhere, and Nash… I'm not sure what he's doing today either…"
"Well, why don't you call him and ask?" Diana asks me.
"What?" I ask in disbelief. "Did you just force me to get out of the house?"
"I am," She states, turning towards me. "Adeline, you need to spend more time out in the open! Learn how the social world works! I know that you do go on missions, and that you're involved with your team, but just those two alone aren't going to help you when you're stuck alone in the middle of a city with no way out."
"Alright! I get it, get out more," I defend. "But how do I call Nash? It's not like I've ever spoken to him over the phone before."
"I'm not sure either," She admits. "But, you can get dressed in your civvies, and go wait for him at school!"
"Okay! Where is that?" I ask.
"Coast City, love," Diana replies, turning back to her mirror.
"OH! That's right…" I state, walking into my room to pick something out to wear.
I end up choosing a Winchester's tee-shirt, a silver and black sequined skirt (obviously with shorts underneath), a thick black belt, white lacy socks, and black combat boot styled heels. I place my hair up into a high ponytail, work some black-winged-eyeliner magic, added with some pink lip-gloss, and finished with my large 'nerd' glasses.
"Diana? Should I fly, or Zeta there?" I ask from the other room.
"Zeta there! If you land while in your disguise, then our secret's out!" She replies.
'True enough…' I mentally agree.
"Good-bye Diana! Have a good time!" I call out as I reach the door.
"You too, love!" She replies.
I leave the apartment, and make my way outside, and towards the back of the building, where an old telephone box lies. Hint, hint: That's our Zeta tube.
"Zeta: Coast City," I state, lowering my glasses for the zeta to eye-scan me.
"Recognized: Wonderbat: B-00," It states, sending my particles through the beams, and into Coast City.
I come to, in another telephone box, but this one appears to be in an alleyway of some sort.
I exit the booth, and the alleyway, to find myself in the middle of a few apartment buildings, and a bustling street.
'Okaaaayyyyy… So… what now?' I wonder, looking both ways.
Someone bumps into me.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!" I state as the man recovers.
"Oh, it's fine lassie," He states. "Yer quite the stone, aren't ye?"
"I guess you could say that," I chuckle. "Hey, could you point me in the direction on the Coast City High School? My aunt works there and I wanted to surprise her."
"Sure, lass," He smiles. "It be just down that a' way, past the bank, and over to yer right, if you go down a few more buildin's."
"Oh, thank you, sir!" I thank.
"Not a problem little lass. No problem at all!" He calls, continuing on his path.
I follow the elderly man's directions, and sure enough, there is the building that has Coast City High written on top on the two story building.
I hear a loud ringing noise before a flood of teenagers exit the building.
I stand at the curb, waiting, and searching for Nash.
A few kids bump my shoulder on their way to the buses, or to the street.
Then I hear:
"DUUUUUDDDDEEE! You see that right? Tell me I'm dreaming!"
I turn to face the voice.
"A'int no way that that goes here!" A teenage boy says looking at me.
The boy is average looking, nothing to be impressed with, honestly.
The oriental boy wears a green beanie over his dark black locks. His skin is almost a sickly white shade, as if he only spends his days inside. He wears a black backpack, a grey hoodie, and some dark blue jeans ripped on the knees.
"Chill out, Mort," A familiar voice cuts in, shoving the guy over slightly. "That's her."
Nash is dressed in a brown leather aviator jacket, a few sizes too big on him. His shirt is a plain grey color, and he wears camouflage green pants.
"Wait, her, her?" The other boy asks as Nash makes his way over to me, his friend in tow.
"Addie? What are you doing here?" He asks me.
"Oh, well, everyone else is busy right now, and I figured that you'd be getting off soon, and maybe you'd like to-"
"Yeah! I-I mean, uh...yeah," Nash responds.
"Uh, dude, you can't. We've got a-" the boy begins.
"It can wait!" Nash elbows his friend in the ribs.
"Do you have prior engagements?" I ask suspiciously.
"What?" He blows off.
"Yes," His friend answers.
"Nah… I'm free!" Nash contradicts his friend's answer.
"Nash…" I reprimand, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Well, I can re-schedule-"
"No!" I interrupt, poking at his chest. "If you're already busy, then we can hang out some other time! And plus, your friend leads me to believe that your arrangements are important."
"At least I know that she can get through your thick skull," Nash's friend replies, poking at Nash's sandy hair.
"Aww, bugger off Mort," Nash pushes. "Sorry, Princess. I guess we'll have to put something in the books for us later."
"Nash, it's fine," I say as he looks at the ground. "Hey, you know where to find me when you're free. Call me later, okay?"
"Yeah, okay…" He pouts.
I smile at him softly.
Then, quicker than Wally could ever hope to be, Nash reaches down to cup my cheek, and he kisses my right cheek softly.
"Later, Princess," He smiles, throwing his skateboard down and zipping off down the sidewalk, followed by Mort calling out:
"See ya later, mystery woman!"
'He did it again,' I think. 'He kissed my cheek.'
I reach up to tenderly touch my cheek, and I feel a heat rise into my face.
'First thing's first,' I tell myself. 'I can not tell Dick about this.'
Gateway City
Diana P.O.V
"Well, fancy meeting you here," I say to a very peculiar Bruce Wayne.
"Hello, Diana," He greets me, visibly tensing up in my presence. "I had a feeling that you'd be here."
"I, on the other hand, was not aware of your involvement in my job," I reply.
"I have invested in many things, Diana," He states.
"And yet some things still elude your gaze of investment," I allude.
"Well, some things, have agreed that they do not require my partnership," Bruce states.
"Just because they say they don't, doesn't mean that they are telling the truth," I say, sipping on my glass of red wine.
"You two really need to work on your secret talk," Richard pops in, seemingly from nowhere.
"I was unaware that there would be more than one Wayne at this event, Richard," I smile.
"What can I say, we travel in packs," He smiles. "So, where's Addie? I thought that she'd be with you?"
"No, I opted that she stay behind for this one," I state. "However, she might also be with Nash…"
"What? Why?" Richard asks in brotherly concern.
"Well, she was under the impression that everyone was busy with schoolwork or missions, so, she decided to pay a visit," I smile, glancing at Bruce from the corner of my eyes.
I see him glance back at me nervously.
"She's out with a boy?" He asks angrily.
'Like a father should,' I think to myself.
"Yes," I respond. "Hal's boy, Nash. Is there an issue?"
"She's naive. He could trick her into doing anything," Bruce defends.
"He's on the team," I respond. "He's been helping her understand how to socialize with other kids her age. I, for one, approve of their friendship."
"That boy isn't looking for a friend in Adeline," Bruce states.
"Too bad that she doesn't have a father to warn her about these things," I jab. "Bruce, just because you grew up being a playboy, doesn't mean that all boys do."
"Diana-" He begins.
"Bruce," I interrupt. "She'll never admit it, but she wants you in her life. She needs a father."
"What she needs, and what she wants are two different things entirely," Bruce tries to defend.
"Are they?" I challenge.
"She needs to be protected from Cadmus, and the Amazons," Bruce states.
"And what does she want that is so complicated to you?" I push on. "You want to know what I think? I think that you don't want to take on the responsibility of caring for another child. She is perfectly capable of defending herself from the likes of Cadmus. And she needs not fear my mother! Bruce, she's the one who suggested that she be trained in the ways of the Amazonians, but choose her own path in the world!"
"Her path," Bruce begins, moving closer to me. "Does not go by the Wayne Manor."
"Bruce!" Richard exclaims.
"We're done here," Bruce states, setting his glass down on the counter, and leaving the Gala. "Good night, Diana."
"Bruce-"
"I said, good night," He spits.
I sigh.
"I'm really sorry about him, Diana," Richard apologizes. "Addie's still kind of a touchy subject."
"You need not apologize for him, Richard," I state. "Adeline isn't helpless without him. And, she does have you."
His bright blue eyes widen.
"Richard, I need you to promise me something," I say, grasping his shoulder. "If ever I am not around, please, watch over her. She does have the team, but you're her brother. Please. make sure that she's alright."
He straightens up his back, and looks at me as if he were a soldier given orders. "I promise. I'll protect her."
"Thank you," I say. "Now, go along, Bruce won't be too happy waiting in the car."
"Right," He says. "Thank you, Diana."
"For what?"
"For finally trying to beat it into his thick skull that he needs Addie," Richard elaborates.
"Anytime," I laugh. "Get along now."
"Tell Addie I said hey!" He shouts, following after Bruce.
"I will," I acknowledge.
'Bruce, how long will it take for you to realize that you need her?'
Gateway City
Addie's P.O.V.
I walk down the Street of Gateway City. There's no particular reason, but I do like the sereneness of the city after dark. The stars illuminating the sky, the occasional aircraft flying overhead, and the street lights making the asphalt glow under is bright lanterns.
'I could go back home, but I'm sure that I'll be bored out of my mind,' I think to myself, as I pass an old magic store.
As I begin to cross the street, I hear a rustling in the alleyway.
"I don't think you understand me," A voice begins. "If you don't give me what I want, you and your little store are going to burn to the ground surrounded in Greek Fire!"
I duck back to the front of the store.
'Where can I change?... There!' I run into the alleyway on the other side of the building.
I begin to spin around, feeling my hair whip my face, and my uniform gracing my figure.
I run back around to the alleyway where someone was threatening the store owner.
"I'm telling you, it doesn't exist! I-I can't help you!" The owner stutters.
I get a good look at the man threatening the owner. He's wearing a red and black magician's coat, and his hair is bright...red…
I lean against the building.
"And here I thought that I'd seen the last of you," I state, making my presence known by the two men.
"The Wonderbat," Scarlet Magician begins, sauntering towards me. "And to what do I owe the pleasure to-"
"What are you doing here?" I growl.
"And here I thought that we got off on the right foot," He fake-pouts.
"You are an accessory to the murder of Kent Nelson, Doctor Fate: Earth's Sorcerer Supreme. We are not friends," I state, moving closer to him.
"I was thinking that we are more of… acquaintances-"
"Clearly you thought wrong," I state. "Now beat it before I beat you."
"Oh, but you see, I can't," He says, leaning back dramatically. "See, over here promised me an item. And I never allow promises to be broken."
"Well, I promise to throw you into Arkham if you don't leave this city, and leave here alone," I threaten.
"Oh," He breathes out. "It seems as though the princess has a sword."
I narrow my eyes at him.
"Aww, come on!" He pleads, his bright red hair reflecting the street lights glow. "I need this material!"
"And I need a raise, but do you see me getting one?" I ask sarcastically.
He narrows his eyes, which start to glow a bright blue color.
"Fine," He says. He turns around quicker than I can comprehend, and he freezes . "But, if you want the old man back, you're going to help me."
My eyes widen in shock, as I rush over to the frozen form.
"Turn him back, Magician!" I order.
"Or what?" He challenges. "Are you going to lasso me to death?"
I growl, and stalk over to him, only to be stopped by the weird red hand things that he used to keep me in one place the last time.
"Now we both want something," He states. "You want him to live, and I want my product. If you don't help me, he'll die."
I tense up.
'Merciful Minerva… if I don't the man will die… if I do, who knows how many people will die because of Magician's plans…' I think to myself.
"You swear on your life that you'll let him go?" I ask.
"Cross my heart, and hope to die," He states, crossing his heart with his fingers.
I sigh.
'Hope that I'm doing the right thing…' I wonder.
"Fine," I give in. "But if you back down on our deal, I will kill you."
He takes the red hands away.
"Deal, love," He states, grabbing my arm, and pulling me chest to chest with him. "Hold on tight, Princess. I don't want to lose you in the Earth."
"What are you-" And we disappear from the alleyway.
I don't open my eyes during the trip, but when we land, my vision has gone haywire, and my stomach has gone topsy-turvey on me. I fall over when I feel him release me, and I try to make the world stop spinning, and jumping.
"That wasn't fun," I groan, as I collapse on the forest floor.
"The first few times," He acknowledges.
"Where are we?" I ask, as my vision calms down.
"The Rain Forest. South America," He says.
"Because the Rain Forest is such a small place!" I reprimand.
"Maybe you'll find that the world is a small place," Magician states mysteriously, his gaze set many miles away.
"Mind telling me why you brought me here, Magician?" I ask angrily, shaking in attempt to stand up.
"You'll see soon, Princess," He spits maliciously.
I am finally able to stand up straight. Magician begins to walk off into the depths of the forest, behind the bushes, and trees.
"Hey! Wait just a second here!" I shout, running after him. "I'm not doing anything you say until you tell me-"
"That," Magician begins, pointing his baton at my neck. "Is where you're mistaken. You will do whatever I say. Do you know why?"
At this point he has me backed up against the trunk of a tree, his left arm next to my head, and his right arm holding the baton on my throat. I try my best to act threatening; Baring my teeth, narrowing my eyes, and growling deep in my chest.
"Because you know the value of a life," He states, his face inches from mine. "You'll do anything to try and save anyone. Including a villain."
"For you, I might just make an acception," I spit.
"But you'd realize what a terrible mistake you've made after you'd done it," Magician smirks.
"And I'd move on with my life after a good thought or two," I reply.
We stop our bickering once we hear the sound of gunshots come from behind us.
Magician quickly grabbed me, and threw me on the ground underneath him, in hopes of stopping one of us from getting shot.
I make the quick decision to toss him off of me, stand up, and start blocking their shots with my cuffs.
The men began yelling orders at each other. I assume it's so they know to make sure that they actually hit us with the bullets, and not graze us.
"Tell me that you have a better plan than getting shot at!" I yell at Magician.
"Of course I do," He says, grabbing my wrist. "Run."
He yanks on my wrist, and we run throughout the forest, running, jumping, and leaping over obstacles.
"I'm beginning to doubt that this mission is worth all the trouble!" I shout.
"It's worth more than you can imagine," He states mysteriously.
We tumble down a slope, and Magician pulls us against the steep hill, and covers my mouth with his hand.
I give him a 'do you want to lose that hand' look, and he replies with placing his finger over his mouth, then pointing up towards the armed men.
I look up, and I see them scowl, and run right past us.
I release a breath that I didn't realize I was holding.
"Exciting, no?" He smiles, panting.
"You're out of your mind," I spit, beginning to stand up.
"Wait!" He takes my wrist again. "They might still be out there."
"That's wonderful!" I smile, quickly changing my expression to a deadpan-sarcastic look. "I also don't care."
"We aren't done here," He growls.
"Then tell me what I am to do, and let's get this over with," I growl back, snatching my hand back to my chest.
"We aren't close enough yet," He says. "We need to move quietly-"
"Wait," I begin. "Why didn't you just teleport us back to where we are supposed to be?"
"There is a device that blocks my magic from entering the vicinity," Magician responds.
"I need to get Gateway City one of those…" I state.
"That's not the point!" He whisper-shouts. "The point is, I need what they took!"
"That sounds an awful lot like theft," I reply, crossing my arms over my chest.
"It's not theft if it's already yours," Magician argues.
"Then why don't you call in the League-"
"I'm a villain! Do you honestly believe that they'd help me?" He asks rhetorically.
"I do!" I defend.
"Yeah? Then tell me, Princess," He spits, getting in my face. "What exactly has the 'League' done for you?"
"They rescued me from a life of destruction," I answer.
"That's not good enough to save me," He scoffs, backing away from me.
"To save you?" I catch.
He looks away angrily.
"Are you… are you dying?" I ask.
"It's none of your business," He pouts.
"Great Hera, it isn't my business!" I reply. "If I'm here to help you, then I need to know why!"
"Because I'm cursed!" He yells. "And that stone is the only way that I'll live!"
I pause.
'The only way, huh?' I think to myself.
"You doubt me," He states more than questions.
"I forgot that you could do that," I reply.
"I don't need you to believe me," He scoffs. "I hold something over your head. Not the other way around."
"You don't have to go through this alone," I try to empathize.
"Yes," He negates. "Yes, I do."
"Why is that?" I ask.
"Again, Princess," He spits. "Not your business. Now come on. We don't have much time. The guards probably alerted the base, so we have little time to accomplish my task."
I look at him sadly. "Okay," I reply softly.
"We need to go one mile west, then, we'll need to break into the base," He begins to explain to me. "But therein lies my dilemma. I cannot touch the stone. It can read my magic, and deny it's touch."
"Deny?" I ask. "Sounds almost like a computer. But if it denies you, then how do you expect it to save you?"
"My powers came from the curse. If the stone repels my magic, it repels the curse out of my body as well. Then I'll be home free," He smiles.
"So why can't you just touch it while we're in there?" I ask.
"Do you want to have to fly all the way back to your city carrying me?" He asks rhetorically.
"I see your point," I state. "I'm ready when you are."
"Let us go now," He orders, running into the forest once more.
I begin running after him.
'Wait, why am I wasting my energy running?' I wonder. 'I can fly, or swing from vines, or even leap off of tree branches. I think I'll do that.'
I leap up, grab a tree branch, and begin to use what the Stimulation Suit instilled in my muscle memory.
Sooner rather than later, we arrive at the base.
It looks kinda like a glorified, cemented, light up, heavily guarded tortoise shell.
I drop silently back down to the ground next to Magician.
"How do we get in?" I ask, making him visibly jump.
"I forgot that you could do that," He states my previous line. "Well, I suggest that you bust in through the door, and I hold the men with guns back with my magic."
I give him an incredulous look.
"That's your plan?" I ask.
He nods.
"That has to be one of the stupidest plans that I've ever heard," I accuse.
"Do you have a better one?" He asks angrily.
"As a matter of fact…"
I slip in through the ventilation system on top of the base.
'Okay, I'll admit, these vents are pretty cramped,' I think to myself as I crawl through the constricting area. 'I bet Robin could do this without a sweat. Wait, okay, you can do this without their help. If Robin can do it, so can I. After all, I am the biological daughter of Batman…'
As I move past the air ducts, I occasionally hear the tapping of keyboards, or the chatter of workers, but nothing prepared me for the last one with a glowing yellow aura.
"When will they be arriving?" A smooth voice asks.
"Soon," A familiar voice replies.
"Are you prepared for this?" The smooth voice asks again. "After all, he is your brother."
"Brother?" I mouth to myself, looking in the duct.
I see a strange looking man.
His skin is a dark purple, and his ears are slightly pointed, giving him an elf like appearance. His inky black hair is slicked back tightly to his head. But what bothers me the most is the fact that he wears a similar outfit as Nash does when he is Kid Lantern, except this one's is a bright, eerie yellow, matching his sinister eyes.
"Of course I am, Sinestro," I see a familiar little 'Brat with a Cat' step into my line of sight.
I visibly roll my eyes.
'Wait,' I think. 'Back up, Sinestro? Here? Already? This isn't good… I have to warn Nash, and the other Lanterns!'
"Good," Sinestro replies. "I must be off. I have an important meeting to attend."
And with this, he leaves the room.
'Merciful Minerva…' I realize. 'We are definitely not going to be feeling the Aster, as Robin so eloquently puts it…'
With a new determination to leave, I hurry down the rest of the vent
As I reach the last duct, I make sure that I don't hear anyone in the room, then, I punch through the vent, and fly into the air, right above a glowing red geode.
"About time you got in here," Scarlet Magician states. "Three minutes behind, we need to move. Now."
I narrow my eyes, then swoop down to grab the geode, but as my fingertips touch the stone, my hand phases right through it.
"What?" I ask in surprise.
Then, the hologram fizzels away, and the alarm sound.
Metal gates slam down on all of the walls, preventing our escape, but these gates are glowing red.
"HEY!" I shout, hitting at the gates.
"Ah, ah, AHhhh!" Klarion tuts. "It looks like I've caught two birdies!"
I see Scarlet Magician collapse on the ground.
"Magician!" I hollar, moving to his side. "What have you done to him, Venti?"
"It's the gates! They're made of the same stone that my dear brother had hoped to acquire," Klarion coos, tenderly touching the bars. "But, see, the crystal rejects his magic and magic flies out when rejected, but since it's trapped in the stone rejecting it, it just bounces right back off, and hits him with it's full force over and over again!"
"You… You're sick!" I shout.
"Down, kitty," He spits.
"...Your cuffs…" I hear Magician's voice crack.
"What about them?" I ask.
"Well, I'll leave you two birdies alone for a moment," Klarion states. "But when I come back, we're going to have a little...fun."
His voice reminds me of nails on a chalkboard, but the tone of his voice isn't what makes me cringe.
"... Your cuffs…" Magician tries again.
'He looks so weak,' I think sadly to myself. 'I wish I knew what he is talking about my cuffs…'
I glance down at them, and notice the bright glow the red stars are giving off.
"My cuffs?" I wonder out loud.
"...Same… thing… Us… out…" He tries, gasping in pain.
"Shhhh… Don't talk," I state.
I move over to the cage.
"Worth a shot…" I say before I slam my wrists into the cage.
I don't expect more than a small shock, so imagine my surprise when sparks fly off of the cage and the star gems in my cuffs.
'Us, and Out… This is what he meant!' I realize.
"Don't worry, Magician," I begin. "We'll be out of here soon enough."
"...Haneul…" He whispers.
"What did you say?" I ask him.
'Did he just say 'Hah', then 'nool'?' I wonder in confusion.
"...Name… Haneul…" He groans.
"You better not be giving up!" I shout. "We haven't come all this way for you to give up just because of a little brat!"
"... Barely...Breathing…" He argues, a pained look on his face.
"But that means that you still are breathing," I state. "We're almost there!"
I continue hitting the geode bars with my cuffs, and sparks begin to fly every which way.
"Just *buzzt* a few *buzzt* more *buzzt* HITS *buzzt*!" I cry, hitting the bars with all of my strength on the last hit.
Finally it breaks free.
"YEAH! Who doesn't need to rely on the team? THIS PERSON!" I cheer, hearing Haneul gasp at the pain being lifted from his chest.
"Haneul!" I cry, helping him up. "Come on. We need to get out of here!"
I carry him off my shoulder through the red geode cage.
"Alright, remember your crappy idea to get us in?"
He groans.
"Well, it's now our wonderful idea for getting us out," I state.
I take my stance, placing one of my arms in front of my forehead as if blocking the sun from my eyes, then I take off forwards, breaking through the walls, windows, and anything else that stood in our path.
That is, until we reach the outer wall. Remember that thing about the base looking like a cement turtle? Yeah. I can't break through cement.
I land just in front of the wall as the guards begin to shoot at us. I try blocking the shots with my cuff, but one arm isn't enough, and Haneul isn't strong enough to stand.
I try and spot an escape.
"If you have any other stupid ideas, now would be the time, Magician!" I yell.
I see his eyes glow blue, then sparks fly off of the lights, burning them out.
"What's that gonna help!" Is what I was about to yell at him, until I see why he did it.
They can't shoot at what they can't see…
I set him down gently, and I rush over to pick off the guards.
I flip a few into each other, body slam most of them, and kick a good portion of them in the throat before I don't hear them moving anymore.
I rush back over to Magician, and begin to rush over to the large metal door that is slowly closing.
We barely make it out in time before the door shuts, ripping a part of my skirt.
I tear the piece off, and take off into the sky.
When I'm positive that we made it, I land softly on the forest floor.
"...See?... Fun…" Magician smiles, still a bit out of it.
"See? You're hurt. And the geodes didn't work. You still used your powers to kill the lights in the base."
"... I was so sure…" He whispers.
I lean down to his fallen form and wrap him in a hug.
"We'll find another way," I promise. "There are many other worlds out there. Surely they must have something that could work, or, at least hold off your sickness-"
"Uhhhhgnn…" He groans. "You don't have time to help me. I'm a villain, remember? We never win."
"But I'm a hero. It's my job to help everyone achieve their greatness. No matter how evil they may seem to be," I state.
"You… you're really a gem. Aren't you, Princess," Haneul pants.
"No," I begin. "I just had a good teacher to tell me what is right, and what is wrong."
"Well… I believe that I promised you something," He states, teleporting us back to Gateway City.
I feel the nausea set in once more.
"You're free to go, Jones," I hear Magician spit. "You have Wonderbat here to thank for it."
I see a large form run off back around the building.
"Thank you," I say.
"No. Don't do that," He states. "That means that I helped you. And if I help people, then that makes me a hero. And trust me, I'm no hero, Princess."
"That's the first time that you haven't spit the word 'Princess' at me," I smirk as he walks away.
"Don't expect it again," He states.
And with this, he disappears.
'Now I can go home and- WAIT! I need to tell Nash about Sinestro!'
I fly back to the Zeta tube, and hurry back to Coast City.
I don't have time to change, this is urgent.
As I near Nash's building, I go over what I'm going to tell him.
'I can't exactly tell him I was helping the bad guys… Okay so, I was investigating the Rain Forest, and I overhear Klarion call someone Sinestro! That's it!' I go over in my head.
I burst through the building's roof access, and pound on Nash's door.
"NASH! NASH IT'S ME! I NEED TO TELL YOU-" He opens the door slightly.
"Addie! W-What are you doing h-here?" Nash asks nervously.
"Nash! I need to come in and tell you that-" I try to enter the apartment, only to have Nash push the door back to it's cracked open state.
"Nash?" I ask. "What's-"
"What? Nothing! I-I mean… what's going on?" He asks.
"Nash…" I warn. "I believe that something's up with you…"
"I'm fine! Honestly!-" I try to push the door open again, only to have the same results, but this time, I notice a yellow glow coming from inside the apartment. And this is no lamp glow. It's the same eerie glow that I recall seeing in the…
'No...Nash, no…' I plead in my head.
"So was there something you needed to tell me, orrr….?" He tries.
"...I-...No… No it can wait…" I decide.
"Alright… well, see ya!" And he slams the door in my face.
I run out of the building, chest heaving.
'Great Hera...What has he done… I need to tell Kaldur. NOW,' I decide, flying back down to the Zeta tube.
Mount. Justice
"KALDUR'AHM!" I scream. "KALDUR!"
"Adeline?" I hear him ask from the right, clearly in the middle of something with Batman, Conner, M'gann, and Red Tornado. "What's wrong? What has you so worked up?"
"Kaldur!" I cry, running to his chest. "Kaldur it's Nash!"
"What happened?!" Conner asks, becoming more serious.
"Is he alright?" M'gann asks.
"Adeline," Kaldur asks, pulling me away, and to face him and Batman. "What happened?"
"Not here.." I sob, feeling the weight of betrayal.
He and Batman pull me into the other room, away from Conner and M'gann.
"Start talking," Batman orders.
"I think Nash is working with Sinestro!" I cry, running into the arms of the closest person, not really caring that it was into Batman's embrace.
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.L.: I do plan on doing the second season of Y.J, and I'm so glad to hear that you're enjoying my story! Truly, seeing that you comment makes me ridiculously happy! Also, I'm sorry, for whatever reason the site won't let me save your full pen-name into my dox. :( P.S: all will soon be revealed!
TMNTLovaaa: Before I got the review, I had this chapter planned :D it's like you know...o_O... and I do plan on a few more, maybe three or four, without the team and just following Addie (or Nash) on individual arcs.
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