“What do toi think?” Becca asked, montrer off her new hair style.
“Whoa! Becca toi look...hot!”
Becca smiled.
“Thanks Billy! Would toi notice me on a first glance?”
“Never!”
“Good!”
Becca put her hands on her hips, a huge smile plastered on her face. She looked at their faces, happy they approved of her style. She had taken the red out of her hair, and had donné herself plus side bangs. She had also layered it, wanting plus flow than anything else. She shook her head playfully before going to sit on the floor at Beck's feet. She leaned against him and he teasingly moved his legs up and down.
“So what do toi guys want to do?” Becca asked.
“We could go out.”
“Or watch a movie,” morgan suggested.
“Or just hang out here,” Alexis a dit from her upside-down position on the couch.
“How 'bout this?” Becca began. “We eat Melody's food, go out for ice cream, rent a movie, come back here, watch, and then hang out for a few hours. What do toi guys think?”
“I think you'll fit right in,” Tanner a dit with a smile.
“Good. Cause I already feel like I'm home. And I wouldn't want to leave so soon.”
Becca leaned her head back. She stared at the ceiling for a minute before she felt a sudden pain in her heart. She gasped and leaned forward, holding her chest.
“Becca? What's wrong?” Beck asked, coming down to her level.
“Willow...she's hurting...I feel it...so much pain...uhn!”
Becca moved her hands to her head, trying to block everything out.
“Her pain...Willow...”
Becca's eyes closed and she fell to the floor. She was moved onto her back and she was breathing deeply. She opened her eyes a bit and saw the others above her. But she connected her eyes to Billy's.
“Go help my sister...Willow needs help...Tell them I sent you.”
Becca closed her eyes as another wave of pain hit her, this time knocking her out.
“Whoa! Becca toi look...hot!”
Becca smiled.
“Thanks Billy! Would toi notice me on a first glance?”
“Never!”
“Good!”
Becca put her hands on her hips, a huge smile plastered on her face. She looked at their faces, happy they approved of her style. She had taken the red out of her hair, and had donné herself plus side bangs. She had also layered it, wanting plus flow than anything else. She shook her head playfully before going to sit on the floor at Beck's feet. She leaned against him and he teasingly moved his legs up and down.
“So what do toi guys want to do?” Becca asked.
“We could go out.”
“Or watch a movie,” morgan suggested.
“Or just hang out here,” Alexis a dit from her upside-down position on the couch.
“How 'bout this?” Becca began. “We eat Melody's food, go out for ice cream, rent a movie, come back here, watch, and then hang out for a few hours. What do toi guys think?”
“I think you'll fit right in,” Tanner a dit with a smile.
“Good. Cause I already feel like I'm home. And I wouldn't want to leave so soon.”
Becca leaned her head back. She stared at the ceiling for a minute before she felt a sudden pain in her heart. She gasped and leaned forward, holding her chest.
“Becca? What's wrong?” Beck asked, coming down to her level.
“Willow...she's hurting...I feel it...so much pain...uhn!”
Becca moved her hands to her head, trying to block everything out.
“Her pain...Willow...”
Becca's eyes closed and she fell to the floor. She was moved onto her back and she was breathing deeply. She opened her eyes a bit and saw the others above her. But she connected her eyes to Billy's.
“Go help my sister...Willow needs help...Tell them I sent you.”
Becca closed her eyes as another wave of pain hit her, this time knocking her out.
Revenge watched. The Shadow placed something in the drawer and began to close it.
Revenge jumped down and kicked him in the face. The shadow fell to the ground. Revenge pinned him before opening the drawer. The body was disintegrated, an acid ate through the flesh, muscles, bones, everything. Revenge collected a sample before he saw the grenade.
It was a timed grenade. And the timer indicated ten secondes before detonation.
"Shit!"
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Revenge jumped down and kicked him in the face. The shadow fell to the ground. Revenge pinned him before opening the drawer. The body was disintegrated, an acid ate through the flesh, muscles, bones, everything. Revenge collected a sample before he saw the grenade.
It was a timed grenade. And the timer indicated ten secondes before detonation.
"Shit!"
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Revenge stumbled away. The woman looked at the needle in her hand. The blood within was mixed with a strange brown mixture. Revenge gripped his arm and glared at the woman.
"A simple test will tell me who is beneath the mask, Red Revenge. And your secret will belong to me."
"Not likely." Revenge growled.
"Oh, but that's not all it does." she continued. "It poisons the blood stream. Corrupts the DNA within cells and eventually kills them."
"Nerve gas."
"In a liquid form, yes Red Revenge."
"A simple test will tell me who is beneath the mask, Red Revenge. And your secret will belong to me."
"Not likely." Revenge growled.
"Oh, but that's not all it does." she continued. "It poisons the blood stream. Corrupts the DNA within cells and eventually kills them."
"Nerve gas."
"In a liquid form, yes Red Revenge."
Dozens of reporters swarmed around the billionaire from New York, but he calmly walked past them all and into the limousine. A bodyguard turned around.
"Mr. Grant has no statement to make." he a dit in a heavy accent, and got into the car with the billionaire before it drove off.
"Target moving north."
"Nightwing?"
"What?"
"Did toi hear that?"
"Yeah. I told toi the target was moving north."
"It sounded like a girl a dit it."
"Do I sound like a girl to you?"
"No."
"Then keep an eye on the target, Batgirl. Nightwing out."
The Red Army Rises:
June 2012
"Mr. Grant has no statement to make." he a dit in a heavy accent, and got into the car with the billionaire before it drove off.
"Target moving north."
"Nightwing?"
"What?"
"Did toi hear that?"
"Yeah. I told toi the target was moving north."
"It sounded like a girl a dit it."
"Do I sound like a girl to you?"
"No."
"Then keep an eye on the target, Batgirl. Nightwing out."
The Red Army Rises:
June 2012