A/N: So this is the last chapter of Wicked. From here I'll be starting a different series based on the group mentioned here. Cookies for anyone who can name the friend who is introduced here.
Kyd Wyykyd sat on his bed in the corner of the room and stared at the far wall. He was dreadfully bored and the collar around his neck was uncomfortable. He'd been in the juvenile facility for about ten days and they'd sent him to no less than fifteen therapy sessions that served half as interrogations half as actual therapy. Kyd was in the special high security wing where superpowered juveniles were kept though Kyd technically used magic and not any superpowers. For detention purposes they were considered the same thing.
Kyd Wyykyd fiddled with the pants leg of the obnoxious orange jumpsuit that he was forced to wear. They'd confiscated everything he'd had on him at the time when we was being processed. He found his new clothes horribly itchy and uncomfortable. They could have at least made sure they were somewhat tolerable to wear.
The slat in the top of the door slid open and Kyd glanced over to see a guard look in. It was after lights out and the rounds came every hour or so. For Kyd, who usually spent all night doing errands for Klarion, it was a long and boring time. The guard slid the small door closed and Kyd heard him walk off to check on his neighbor. Some kid who apparently had ice powers. Junior or something.
A few minutes went by silently before the door to Kyd's cell opened partially. Kyd's eyebrow went up as a slender black clad figure slipped into the cell. Kyd studied the figure for a moment. He guessed it was a girl but he couldn't tell for sure since the person was small and slender. Possibly another teen?
The figure's head was completely covered by a black mask with only lenses across his (her?) eyes. The place where there looked like there should have been a mouth was covered by more of the same fabric. It looked like it had even been stitched in place after the fact to cover what might have originally had a mouth cut into it.
She or he had a belt on with various different tools hanging from it. Kyd recognized several of the tools as the gear for breaking and entering. There was even a grappling hook and such.
The teen breaking in pulled something out of the back of his/her belt and held it up. Kyd's eyes widened slightly at the sight of one of his masks. It wasn't the one he'd been wearing when he was caught but he recognized it as one of his. How had this person gotten a hold of one of Kyd's spare masks? They were all hidden in the church he called home. Had the church been raided?
The other teen gestured slightly and Kyd got to his feet automatically. Kyd was surprised that the other teen didn't make a noise but he didn't mind it either. Whoever it was handed Kyd his mask. Wykkyd hesitated for a moment before reaching over and taking it from the other teenager.
The two of them exchanged a silent glance before they hurried out of the room and down the hall. Kyd wasn't sure what was going on but he was certain that it was his chance to break out of this facility. This other teen seemed to be here specifically to break him out and Kyd wasn't about to not take such a wonderful opportunity to do so. It was far too boring here.
The teen leading the way out guided them into a broom closet and closed the door quietly behind Kyd. He or she or whoever reached carefully for the collar around Kyd's neck. Kyd tilted his head to the side so that his new 'friend' had better access. The only reason that Kyd could imagine anyone reaching for the collar was to take it off. Though it would set of an alarm if it came off, someone would be setting off an alarm when the next patrol spotted Kyd's room empty.
A few thin tools made an appearance from the black clad teen's belt and Kyd held still as the lock was worked on. After a few minutes, there was a click followed by an alarm sounding. The collar was flung out of the way and the ninja teen was pulling Kyd out of the closet and down the hall again. Alarms were going off everywhere and security doors were slamming into place and locking down the entire facility. Kyd could hear guards running through the halls to try and find them.
Just then, two guard rounded the corner with weapons ready. The black ninja never broke stride and slammed a booted heel into both of them and took them to the ground. Kyd jumped over their bodies and the two of them continued running. Suddenly, the two of them hit a door that had already closed. The ninja bent down next to it and started attempting to pick the lock on the door.
Kyd turned to look back the way they'd come. He could hear guards coming closer and glanced back at his rescuer. Judging by how huge the door was, Kyd didn't figure it would be easy to unlock it. They wouldn't have time but luckily Kyd Wykkyd no longer had a hindrance on his abilities. Kyd turned and held his hands out in front of him.
Black fire exploded from Kyd's hands and streamed to form a huge wall at the end of the hallway. The guards rounded the corner and slid to a stop with a bit of a shout. Clearly they hadn't expected to come right up on a hellfire wall. Kyd turned away and grabbed the ninja by the arm. They didn't have time to pick the lock. Kyd pulled the black clad teen close and unleashed his power.
He heard someone call for a fire extinguisher even as they teleported out of the jail with a loud thunderclap. They reappeared in the church that Kyd used as a home. He could only teleport that way to a preset spot and the spot Kyd had set was his home. The ninja, who Kyd was now a hundred percent certain was a girl, pushed herself away.
"I see I was right to assume you'd come here."
Kyd whipped around to see a somewhat familiar figure standing in the doorway. Kyd tensed. He'd never dealt with Deathstroke much but he knew that the assassin was not exactly the friendliest of people. "I sent Kasumi to retrieve you because we have a new job for you."
Wykkyd frowned in confusion. A new job? "The Justice League's little group of junior members are becoming a bit of a problem," Deathstroke said as he stepped closer. "The Light has decided to deal with them with someone their own size. Kasumi will be part of the group. But you've actually dealt with them before. Your Master has agreed to your participation. You'll be taking orders from the Light now." Kyd glanced over at the girl that had broken him out of jail. She nodded slightly. He had a feeling that it wasn't exactly a request to participate in their little scheme though he couldn't imagine Klarion giving up every chance to give out orders. Kyd would most likely have to juggle the two sets of orders.
"There are a few more members of the group to gather since neither you nor Kasumi would be able to handle someone like the Kryptonian," Deathstroke told Kyd. "Gather your things. We're moving you and Kasumi to a more convenient place." Kyd hesitated but then nodded and went to get his things.