YJ: Return P2
Previously on The Return...
"Russia?" Robin asked.
"Russia." Batman said.
"With the international banquet between the United States and Russia approaching, tensions are running high and security has been pushed up."
"You want us to watch over the banquet and make sure no one tries anything." Robin said.
"Precisely."
*****
"Batman a dit to divisé, split into groups of two so it goes as follows: Megan, Connor. Artemis, Wally. Revenge, Holly. And Robin and me."
*****
"Communications are scrambled. Something's going to happen. Get the Team, hurry!" Revenge said.
Out of nowhere, something hit him and pinned him to the wall, causing him to drop his gun. Revenge looked down to see ice spikes had caught his suit and nailed him to the wall.
Out of the shadows on the other side of the rue walked what could only be the assassin.
She was about fifteen, sixteen and definitely had super-powers. Her spiky hair was an icy blue and her skin was pale. She had on faded skinny jeans and snow boots. A white tank haut, retour au début was hidden under her baby blue fourrure jacket. She had a fit and curvy form. She walked over to him.
"You are?" Revenge asked.
"Ice Crystal,"
Ice Crystal yanked Revenge's mask off and dropped it at his feet. She ran into the darkness.
Revenge glared into the darkness before turning to Holly.
"She knows who I am."
*****
A couteau impaled itself in the floorboard in front of him. He looked up to see the girl they'd chased standing on the balcony of the seconde story. She pulled off her capuche, hotte and removed the black wig she'd had on. Courage gasped.
"Know her?" Revenge asked, not turning his aim from the girl.
"Know?" the girl asked, walking across the balcony, Revenge keeping his aim on her. "We were practically sisters at the Shadow's training grounds."
"Take that as a yes." Revenge muttered. "Freeze." he said.
"If toi insist." the girl said, raising her hands in surrender. She dropped down and ice shards flew from the shadows behind her.
Revenge pulled up his aim and shot two shards out of the air. He moved his aim to the third one-
-but it was too late. The shard fought him in the chest, throwing him back and onto the floor.
"Red!" Courage exclaimed.
Revenge groaned and sat up on his elbows. "I learned a trick from you." he a dit to Courage, pulling the shard out of his chest. "Stab resistant armor, Crystal." Revenge said, standing up. "Give it up!"
*****
"What the heck are toi doing?" houx asked, yawning.
"Same thing as before," Sam said, pulling away from the computer for a minute. "working on something."
"And that something is?" houx asked, getting up and throwing her peignoir, robe on.
"Heat gun," Sam replied, turning back to the computer screen.
*****
"Group of terrorists who have been caught trying to blow up several key government buildings. Extremists. Countrymen who claim they will bring back the former power of Russia." Sam read.
houx leaned over and looked at the pad. "They use old military uniforms and new weapons."
"Joseph Stalin." Sam said. "The United States and the U.S.S.R. were the two world superpowers. Stalin was a member of the U.S.S.R. He killed twenty million of his own people. He made the Soviet Union what it was. However, it didn't last and almost all of Russia's power is gone."
*****
Revenge handed Courage a rebreather before diving into the submerged mine shaft.
The two swam down, seeing nothing but darkness for a while. They finally felt the mineshaft go up. They followed it and walked in the first door they found.
The two young Heroes found themselves in what had to be an armory. Weapons hung neatly on the walls and uniforms were stacked against one wall. Revenge went over and opened a box. Grenades were inside.
"Hostile Takeover." he said.
Revenge heard something and looked through an air duct. He was shocked par what he saw.
Thousands of soldiers were standing in old military uniforms with rifles on their shoulders. They stood perfectly still at attention. On the mur behind them was a red banner with four letters in black.
Previously on The Return...
"Russia?" Robin asked.
"Russia." Batman said.
"With the international banquet between the United States and Russia approaching, tensions are running high and security has been pushed up."
"You want us to watch over the banquet and make sure no one tries anything." Robin said.
"Precisely."
*****
"Batman a dit to divisé, split into groups of two so it goes as follows: Megan, Connor. Artemis, Wally. Revenge, Holly. And Robin and me."
*****
"Communications are scrambled. Something's going to happen. Get the Team, hurry!" Revenge said.
Out of nowhere, something hit him and pinned him to the wall, causing him to drop his gun. Revenge looked down to see ice spikes had caught his suit and nailed him to the wall.
Out of the shadows on the other side of the rue walked what could only be the assassin.
She was about fifteen, sixteen and definitely had super-powers. Her spiky hair was an icy blue and her skin was pale. She had on faded skinny jeans and snow boots. A white tank haut, retour au début was hidden under her baby blue fourrure jacket. She had a fit and curvy form. She walked over to him.
"You are?" Revenge asked.
"Ice Crystal,"
Ice Crystal yanked Revenge's mask off and dropped it at his feet. She ran into the darkness.
Revenge glared into the darkness before turning to Holly.
"She knows who I am."
*****
A couteau impaled itself in the floorboard in front of him. He looked up to see the girl they'd chased standing on the balcony of the seconde story. She pulled off her capuche, hotte and removed the black wig she'd had on. Courage gasped.
"Know her?" Revenge asked, not turning his aim from the girl.
"Know?" the girl asked, walking across the balcony, Revenge keeping his aim on her. "We were practically sisters at the Shadow's training grounds."
"Take that as a yes." Revenge muttered. "Freeze." he said.
"If toi insist." the girl said, raising her hands in surrender. She dropped down and ice shards flew from the shadows behind her.
Revenge pulled up his aim and shot two shards out of the air. He moved his aim to the third one-
-but it was too late. The shard fought him in the chest, throwing him back and onto the floor.
"Red!" Courage exclaimed.
Revenge groaned and sat up on his elbows. "I learned a trick from you." he a dit to Courage, pulling the shard out of his chest. "Stab resistant armor, Crystal." Revenge said, standing up. "Give it up!"
*****
"What the heck are toi doing?" houx asked, yawning.
"Same thing as before," Sam said, pulling away from the computer for a minute. "working on something."
"And that something is?" houx asked, getting up and throwing her peignoir, robe on.
"Heat gun," Sam replied, turning back to the computer screen.
*****
"Group of terrorists who have been caught trying to blow up several key government buildings. Extremists. Countrymen who claim they will bring back the former power of Russia." Sam read.
houx leaned over and looked at the pad. "They use old military uniforms and new weapons."
"Joseph Stalin." Sam said. "The United States and the U.S.S.R. were the two world superpowers. Stalin was a member of the U.S.S.R. He killed twenty million of his own people. He made the Soviet Union what it was. However, it didn't last and almost all of Russia's power is gone."
*****
Revenge handed Courage a rebreather before diving into the submerged mine shaft.
The two swam down, seeing nothing but darkness for a while. They finally felt the mineshaft go up. They followed it and walked in the first door they found.
The two young Heroes found themselves in what had to be an armory. Weapons hung neatly on the walls and uniforms were stacked against one wall. Revenge went over and opened a box. Grenades were inside.
"Hostile Takeover." he said.
Revenge heard something and looked through an air duct. He was shocked par what he saw.
Thousands of soldiers were standing in old military uniforms with rifles on their shoulders. They stood perfectly still at attention. On the mur behind them was a red banner with four letters in black.
"No, no, no, no!" Revenge said, wiping up the blood with his gloves. There was too much
on the floor. Too much had been lost. The sword that had done the damage was laying
over to the side. Revenge tried to pick it up, but his strength had left him. It clattered
to the floor beside him as he sank to his knees, the unbearable pain filling his
body and mind.
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over to the side. Revenge tried to pick it up, but his strength had left him. It clattered
to the floor beside him as he sank to his knees, the unbearable pain filling his
body and mind.
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