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Angie's Flower Emporium:
Iggy slowly lowered the girl to the ground then walked over to where Xander laid. The right side of his mouth twitched up into a smirk, they had done well, he almost couldn't recognize him. And there fake names, different, yet still reminiscent of they're past lives.
Alex, for Xander, and Nichola for Arebella, for Nick.
"Em, come here and help me with Xander, he looks like he was hit in the lower chest, ice it up until we can get back to the Wall." His twin looked over at him, his amber eyes glowing in the dim sunset.
"Alright, but what about the two fuzz? Want me to ice the last one? He's still alive ya know.."
Iggy nodded, "Do it, we don't want them to go back to their employers." He looked down at the man, then iced up his hands and froze the last goon.
After picking up the unconscious girl from the floor he walked over to the exit and pushed the door closed, sealing the two in.
Iggy picked up the detonator from the floor, "Boom.." Then without a glance back he pushed down on the small red button and the two walked off.
There was a shuddering sound and then the explosions began.
It was like those scenes you see in movies, the flames leapt up behind them, debris thrown everywhere, but the two brothers walked off, unharmed.
Danni PoV:
Guess that meant I needed to figure out why I kept drawing it. It clearly hadn't happened yet, as I did keep drawing it. But why?! The figure almost had the shape of a man, so I don't think that it was me, I mean I don't have much of a figure but I don't think I looked like that much of a dude.
So if it wasn't me.. Who was it?
They didn't look tall enough to be the Ranger girl, and she had to be at least 5'11, almost two or three inches taller than myself. And, once agin, I reminded myself that the stranger looked male. And ranger was a female.
I frowned, what was her name? I mean Ranger wasn't her name right? Ranger had to be an alias..
The fire was dying down, and I could see now that she had gotten up, the place where she had been sleeping was empty. Well either that or she had gotten kicked out of my mind.
There was a sound to my left, I looked over in the direction, my head not moving. I mean who knew if there were some sort of, I don't know, mind virus things out there!
Slowly I began to move in the direction of the dying fire, if the thing came over towards me it was gonna get a face full of flame.
"Hey, don't kill me, it me, Ranger!"
I glared in her direction. "Oh really, and how do I know you're not just some imposter posing as Ranger?! What's her real name?"
It was an obvious bluff, I didn't know her real name, but an imposter wouldn't know that, they would tell me a name, and hope it was right. But really I would know if they were an imposter if they said any name at all. But the real Ranger would call my bluff, thus exposing herself as.. Herself.
"Are you serious? I never told you, so put the dang branch down!" I smirked, then tossed the branch back into the fire.
"I knew it was you, I just had to make sure you knew!"
She scoffed, but she still made her way over to where I was sitting. "But that reminds me, I haven't told you my name, it's Lilan. Don't call me Lil unless you want me to rip out your tounge. K!?"
I smirked, "Deal. So Lilian, I want your opinion on something.." I drew a quick sketch of my drawing on the ground. "Have you ever been to a place like this before?"
She frowned, "Yea... I used to have a hideout in a group of cabins like that."
A spark of hope lite up in my chest. "Really! Where is it!"
She frowned, "They were in Colorado, but a year ago they burned down. They don't exist anymore.."
Groaning I held my head in my hands. Great, I was back to square one.
In The Real World:
Immediately the doctors picked her up, throwing her harshly onto a waiting cart. Shouting medical jargon the doctors wheeled her out of the room, pushing a startled Nightwing out of the way.
They rushed out of the door, barreling down the hall, shoving anyone who got in their way, out of it. They flew down the winding halls like a hurricane, heading straight for the med-bay.
Nightwing followed behind, a small frown on his face. What had they meant, more measurements? 'Somethings not right' his instincts told him.
He caught up to them, and grabbed the gurney, bringing it to a stop. "What are you planning to do to her once you get in? I need to know for the Log.!" It was a small lie, but it was for the best.
The lead doctor glared at Nightwing, the spoiled brat keeps on getting in the way, he thought.
"Like we said before, we are running some precautionary measurements to make sure no other toxins are in her system!"
"Other toxins? Was there some other poison in her before?" The doctor put his hands up in a peaceful gesture.
"Ah no, just a small, how do you say, slip of the tongue. Now if you will move, we really need to get to the med bay."
He shoved past him, then pulled the gurney down the hallway.
Nightwing started after them again, but a voice from behind stopped him. "Nightwing, I think you ought to see this.." It was Tim, he stood in a doorway, and when he saw he had his attention he ducked back into the room.
Nightwing hurried over the room, once more the faint light of a tv flickered into view. "More footage of Danni going crazy?"
"Not quite.." Nightwing frowned, moving closer to the screen.
"This just in folks, there was a massive explosion nearby and underneath Angie's Flower Emporium! Police and first responders are trying to find if there are any casualties. Some witnesses say they heard gunshots going off before the explosion, leading police to believe that this WAS a terrorist attack. Why they chose a flower shop? We aren't sure..."
"Oh do you see that folks! Oh my goodness! Do we need to blur that? Ookkk, w...well folks it looks l..like we are going to have t..to go to David for analysis, D..David?"
The two boy wonders looked at each other, the police had just pulled out three bodies from the wreckage, two men and one woman.
"Angie.." Tim began. Nightwing held up his hand, then ran his fingers through his hair, his face becoming paler by the second.
"She knew when she signed up that this might happen.. She knew the risks.." Nightwing leaned forward onto the tv, his eyes shut, fists clenched.
"The two other men.." He stopped, then glanced over to Robin.
"By their suits I'd say either hitmen or government. They look to beefy though to be assassins.. If we could have.. Wait what?!" Tim leaned forward, his eyes wide.
Dick stood up, he knew the tone in the younger boys voice.
"They're frozen! I couldn't tell before but look! Do those kids have ice powers, Angie..?" Nightwing shook his head.
"No, the girl can heal, but the boy and Angie are powerless. So a third party? Can we pull up security tapes in the area?"
Tim nodded, his hands already flying across the keyboard. "Alright, there's a security camera from a gas statio across the street, it's aimed at the point where they dragged out the bodies. I can rewind to five minutes before they say the explosion went off."
The camera rewound quickly, the sun streaking backwards. "Alright, here's where things should go crazy.." Both of the the heroes waited, a tense silence settling in the room.
On the Road:
Bella had woken up, and every couple minutes the crew would stop and she would check on Xander to see if he was ok. His breathing was light, almost inexistent, and it didn't seem to be getting any better, even with Bella's care.
Bella stood up slowly, her hands still glowing with healing energy. "His heartbeat has stabilized, but without any sort of medical analysis I can't be sure if he's in a coma, or just unconscious."
Iggy looked over to his brother, having to carry around Xander slowed down their pace considerably, and judging by the sun they only had a few hours of daylight left.
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