The teen typed quickly and with a furious passion, as if his life depended on it. And in some ways it did. Taller figures hovered near him, watching his every move. He was careful but fast, and as his finger pressed lightly on the last key, a smirk spread on his face. The screen lit up with moving pictures of Gotham, D.C., 星, つ星 City and even the Cave.
“You did it,” a girl behind him 発言しました breathlessly. “I can’t believe it!”
The boy turned. “Was there ever any doubt? We now have a full view of what’s going on down there.”
A figure placed a hand on the teens shoulder, silently praising him. “Let’s hope she can keep her own against the League.”
The boy’s smile faded. “I know she can,” he stated softly. “Fin’s got enough stupidity and bravery combined to take them on.”
The man chuckled to himself, a feat rare and hard to catch from him in this form. “You do too. It must be a family trait.”
This earned a soft パンチ from the boy. These moments were also rare, but had become increasingly well-known to the people in the Watchtower.
The Bat gave a rare, small smile to his protege, and Robin’s smirk returned. They watched the screens together as real members of the League moved around the rest of the Tower, attempting to fix what had been broken and trying to think of a way to get down to earth, to fix the ones who were controlled and to help the ones who weren’t.
Fin arrived in the ruggedly destroyed downtown Gotham, memories threatening to flood the mental blockade that had grown in two months. She’d prevented herself from anything that would keep her from kicking her old friend’s asses. Because that’s what she’d learnt to do, in order to live as a hero still without being killed.
She was currently wearing her hair in a messy curly bob, a light golden, almost so perfectly clean that she stood out of her surroundings. What once had been known as thugs in this old crime city were now innocent bystanders as the thirteen 年 old walked up to a deadbeat building, the flickering lights of the club now dulled and broken. A single knock on the door, and a slab of wood slid away from a hole in the door, revealing two dark eyes, that were focused もっと見る on something going on inside. They seemed to be oblivious to who she was, and simply 発言しました “pass.” She raised a brow and cleared her throat, and the man looked up. “Oh, sh-”
He never finished. The door slammed against the opposite ウォール and fell, smoking. The bartender, the only one who really knew this girl’s rage, pointed to an office door with the words “Emergency Exit” sloppily scrawled on a piece of paper. She nodded and walked to it calmly as if there weren’t a huge door-sized dent in the wall. Opening it, she found a flight of stairs that circled up to the 秒 level, which is where she’d find her information. Fin hurried up and opened the other door, to be met with a somewhat ordinary office.
It consisted of a redwood desk, which was covered in scratch marks, bullets, and dark stains. On the 机, デスク was a simple laptop, a couple of papers, and scissors. There was a black leather computer chair, back turned from the door. The room reeked of coffee and copper, a sickening combination. Fin looked around, then turned her attention to the chair. “Hey...”
The chair turned and a once-blonde teen looked up at Fin coldly before his gaze softened. “Oh. It’s you.” His hair was stained with blood, dirt and other substances, and his eyes had ロスト that spark. He was so different than she remembered... She sighed, and placed a picture on the desk. “I need help.”
He smiled grimly. “I’m your guy.”
Fin returned the smile. “I get that. It’s why I’m here.”
The boy nodded and got to business. “I heard あなた guys had スプリット, 分割 up. Why, no one understands, but we’re glad you’re doing what you're doing. Because only you.”
“We didn’t mean to スプリット, 分割 up, it was a zeta malfunction. I think he went to the watchtower...” The boy’s head snapped up. “Watchtower?” he whispered harshly.
“I’ve heard things about the Watchtower. That no one can get into it. True?”
“So someone’s in there. Right now. Hiding? Watching?”
“Do あなた think it could be him?”
“You and your brother have that rashness. It’s very probable it is him, considering the zeta.”
This received a true smile from Fin, and she hugged him, although he didn’t understand what he’d done. On her way out, she turned back and whispered.
Fin walked out of the club and noticed instantly the missing thugs. She had just enough time to think The fuck... before there was a click and the unmistakable sound of a bullet whizzing through the air. She did a backflip and landed a few feet away from where the ゴールド piece clanged into the cement. Looking up, she found two もっと見る old フレンズ she really hadn’t wanted to meet. Well. Today’s the best 日 for making new enemies...
The two jumped off the roof, both with light hair and standard controlled League uniforms. Fin payed もっと見る mind to the girl with her hair in a ponytail, the one holding the gun and the one who was a もっと見る immediate danger. Teleportation had always been a strength for Blade.
Now she was just flaunting it.
The girl came as close as possible, putting away the gun and taking out a knife. “Hey, Fin...” she hissed in a dangerously low voice. “I remember when あなた died. Remember that? I went after Chelsea, but she got away. I was furious... and あなた were gone...”
Fin gulped, and looked to the girl who was hiding in the background. White-haired Korran looked at Fin over Blade’s shoulder and gave a small worried smile. Fin couldn’t rely on the cat-girl, knowing that Korran’s cover would be blown if she even tried to help the firecaster.
Blade brought back the attention to herself. “Why I was furious, I’ll never know...” She smiled evilly, and for the first time Fin realized how deadly her old friend could really be.
“Because now あなた get to die again.”