Author's Notes: Third part. I'm on a roll. -3- Anywoo, enjoy.
Song: The Cab- Angel With a Shotgun
"Of Vongola and Young Justice" Part 3
A young man with silver tendrils for hair and striking green eyes ran around, frantically searching for someone he dearly cared for, but she was nowhere found. He collapsed to his knees, panting heavily, green eyes full of despair and anger.
He slammed his fist into the ground.
"Damn it, Princess!" He cried out.
Tsuna watches M'gann start to introduce her friends one-by-one. First was her boyfriend, Conner Kent, second was Artemis, third was Wally West, fourth was Robin, sixth was Kaldur'ahm, seventh was her uncle, John, and eighth was… Black Canary.
"Nice to meet you all," Tsuna says weakly, shyly.
Some of them smile at her, and Wally zooms to her side, grinning brightly at her. It sends a familiar feeling to her, but she shrugs it off, smiling faintly back. Something doesn't feel right; a voice tells her from the back of her head. She can't help by look out the window, noting the clear, blue sky when she remembers it being dark gray and having no sunlight peaking through.
She furrows her eyebrows in question as she struggles to remember what had happened after she got hit by the laser. Her mind is blurry, and it feels like something is still prying in it. She clutches her head at the pain, only looking up to call for help when the sight before her stops her mouth from processing any words. Their faces were melting off, dripping to the ground, the wall was peeling off, and Tsuna felt bile rise to the tip of her throat.
Her eyes widen twice their size, and Tsuna screams bloody murder.
Hands are pinning her down, someone is shouting incoherent words, some girl is crying, and Tsuna is in immense pain. She fights back blindly, and she bites a hand that tries to cover her screams. The hand's owner shouts a curse before another voice scolds him for cursing.
A jet black-eyed man stared out the foggy window, listening to it rain cats and dogs. He solemnly kept his focus on the window, not wanting to admit that she was gone. She went missing and could possibly be dead, but he doesn't want to think that because it's reality. Who the hell likes reality? A young, handsome blond-haired man joins his side, cocoa brown eyes gloomy.
"It's to take in, isn't it?" He murmured quietly, but the ebony-hued man ignored him. "I can't believe she's gone."
His fist tightened into a fist in his slack's pocket. He was about to turn and punch the blond-haired man across the cheek, but someone beats him to it. Much to his surprise, this boy is usually smiling and cheerful, but this time he isn't. His eyes were a mixature of anger, greif, and disbelief, his teeth are digging into his lower lip, and his knuckles are white.
"Tsuna isn't gone!" He exclaimed," She'll come back. She always does."
That's when it becomes clear to Reborn: without her, there is no reality, no hope. Only disbelief and emptiness.
Tsuna's eyes open slowly to a sight that amazed her. She shoots up into a sitting position, and she stares around at the exotic sight and slight fog. She looks around for a moment before a thought hits her.
"Where am I?" She asks herself.
"Where do you think you are, Sawada Tsunayoshi?" A male's voice replies to her with a question of their own.