Chapter Two-
Whitestar Lines, Ireland
00:18 GMT, December 29, 1911
The man reached under the oiler and placed a small device there. He dragged a cord to the suivant boiler and placed another device there. He did this for all of the boilers, and then dragged the cord up the mur and the stairs to a room he had already booked.
The Orname Residence
23:47 GMT, December 31, 1911
The party was small. I'm pretty sure everyone noticed when Alex and I disappeared.
He took me into the backyard to look at the moon shining on the snow that clung to the trees. We walked and talked for a little while.
We had started to head back to the house when the cloche, bell hit a note.
Alex looked at me, his messy brown hair falling over his face. He leaned in and kissed me gently. I returned it with grace. We stood there for a few minutes, our mouths connected.
Eventually we a volé, étole back inside and pretended we had been there ever since. But everyone had that knowing grin when they saw us.
White étoile, star Lines, Ireland
12:43 GMT February 3, 1912
"Damn!"
It was a rare occurrence to hear my father curse. He must have been extremely upset. (Back theme, cussing was NOT done in public ou in private.)
"Dad?" I asked.
"Yes, Tiana?" he sighed.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Something is wrong with the boilers. I tried to find someone to check them, but I couldn't. The Prime Minister from Britain is making a trip over to see me about the project, so I can't. The last thing I need is the Prime Minister seeing something wrong with the ship."
"I'll go check them!" I offered.
"No, honey--"
par then, I was racing towards the ship.
Once more, it loomed out of the darkness like a demon, but I ignored it. I ran inside and down to the boilers, being careful to not dirty my dress. Looking around, I didn't see anything wrong with the boilers. I was about to leave when I noticed a thin wire. I followed it until I reached the boiler pressure readings. They were rising quickly.
"Uh oh." I said. I made a dash towards the door, trying to get out of the ship.
I tripped on my dress and fell. The last thing I remember is the pressure readings shattering and red filling my vision.
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I groaned as I rolled over. I was on some sort of bed. It was soft and plush. I felt bandages wrapped around my head, right arm, torso, and legs. I slowly opened my eyes to see the white ceiling of a hospital. Someone suivant to me, probably my father looking back, yelled at someone that I was awake.
Alex appeared suivant to me.
My dad explained the boilers had exploded and the whole incident had been hushed up. He explained how they had found me in the wreckage of the hull.
Then it was my turn. I explained the wire in the ship and how the boilers had exploded. My dad's expression turned sour-er. He nodded and walked off.
Alex talked to me for a while before s’embrasser me once more.
"I don't know what I would ever do without you." he said.
"Tiana! Concentrate!" a voice echoed in my head.
"Right, Robin! Sorry!" I said. I dodged another balançoire, swing from lézard breath and moved behind him sluggishly. The water was hard to déplacer through, with the crushing pressure down here, it was even harder.
A light beeped on my suit indicating I had little oxygen left.
"Tiana...!" Robin's voice echoed over the comms.
"I've got an idea!" I said.
"Not liking your tone..." Robin said.
"Miss Martian, get everyone clear of the immediate area!" I ordered.
I yanked my oxygen tank off.
'Lets hope it's enough.' I thought.
"Clear!" I yelled, tossing the oxygen tank.
Whitestar Lines, Ireland
00:18 GMT, December 29, 1911
The man reached under the oiler and placed a small device there. He dragged a cord to the suivant boiler and placed another device there. He did this for all of the boilers, and then dragged the cord up the mur and the stairs to a room he had already booked.
The Orname Residence
23:47 GMT, December 31, 1911
The party was small. I'm pretty sure everyone noticed when Alex and I disappeared.
He took me into the backyard to look at the moon shining on the snow that clung to the trees. We walked and talked for a little while.
We had started to head back to the house when the cloche, bell hit a note.
Alex looked at me, his messy brown hair falling over his face. He leaned in and kissed me gently. I returned it with grace. We stood there for a few minutes, our mouths connected.
Eventually we a volé, étole back inside and pretended we had been there ever since. But everyone had that knowing grin when they saw us.
White étoile, star Lines, Ireland
12:43 GMT February 3, 1912
"Damn!"
It was a rare occurrence to hear my father curse. He must have been extremely upset. (Back theme, cussing was NOT done in public ou in private.)
"Dad?" I asked.
"Yes, Tiana?" he sighed.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Something is wrong with the boilers. I tried to find someone to check them, but I couldn't. The Prime Minister from Britain is making a trip over to see me about the project, so I can't. The last thing I need is the Prime Minister seeing something wrong with the ship."
"I'll go check them!" I offered.
"No, honey--"
par then, I was racing towards the ship.
Once more, it loomed out of the darkness like a demon, but I ignored it. I ran inside and down to the boilers, being careful to not dirty my dress. Looking around, I didn't see anything wrong with the boilers. I was about to leave when I noticed a thin wire. I followed it until I reached the boiler pressure readings. They were rising quickly.
"Uh oh." I said. I made a dash towards the door, trying to get out of the ship.
I tripped on my dress and fell. The last thing I remember is the pressure readings shattering and red filling my vision.
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I groaned as I rolled over. I was on some sort of bed. It was soft and plush. I felt bandages wrapped around my head, right arm, torso, and legs. I slowly opened my eyes to see the white ceiling of a hospital. Someone suivant to me, probably my father looking back, yelled at someone that I was awake.
Alex appeared suivant to me.
My dad explained the boilers had exploded and the whole incident had been hushed up. He explained how they had found me in the wreckage of the hull.
Then it was my turn. I explained the wire in the ship and how the boilers had exploded. My dad's expression turned sour-er. He nodded and walked off.
Alex talked to me for a while before s’embrasser me once more.
"I don't know what I would ever do without you." he said.
"Tiana! Concentrate!" a voice echoed in my head.
"Right, Robin! Sorry!" I said. I dodged another balançoire, swing from lézard breath and moved behind him sluggishly. The water was hard to déplacer through, with the crushing pressure down here, it was even harder.
A light beeped on my suit indicating I had little oxygen left.
"Tiana...!" Robin's voice echoed over the comms.
"I've got an idea!" I said.
"Not liking your tone..." Robin said.
"Miss Martian, get everyone clear of the immediate area!" I ordered.
I yanked my oxygen tank off.
'Lets hope it's enough.' I thought.
"Clear!" I yelled, tossing the oxygen tank.
the interveiws are monthly now. much easier.
p.s. i turned 11 yesterday.
me: hello robin.
rob:hey babe.
me: i thought i told you, we're over.
rob:what!? toi never told me that!
me:well now toi know. first question, will toi stay for the rest of the interveiw?
rob: okay.
me:good. have toi read my interveiw with kf?
rob: yah. it was pretty funny.
me: *pullls off robins mask*
rob: why'd toi that?
me: because i'm evil.
rob:i hate toi now.
me: good. go away now.
rob: *walks away*
me: that was a fairly short interveiw.
p.s. i turned 11 yesterday.
me: hello robin.
rob:hey babe.
me: i thought i told you, we're over.
rob:what!? toi never told me that!
me:well now toi know. first question, will toi stay for the rest of the interveiw?
rob: okay.
me:good. have toi read my interveiw with kf?
rob: yah. it was pretty funny.
me: *pullls off robins mask*
rob: why'd toi that?
me: because i'm evil.
rob:i hate toi now.
me: good. go away now.
rob: *walks away*
me: that was a fairly short interveiw.
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BYE!!!!!!!!!
For season 4 (if they make one) I have a bunch of good ideas for the montrer even some character and toi can go read my wish hero artical to learn plus about my favori hero I made up named Lidia McClay. And I have a lot of story ideas but I think I will save those for a different artical. Anyway I just can't wait for the new season!!!!!!!
BYE!!!!!!!!!
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4. Young Justice has lovable characters and is a great way to get anyone into superheros.
I hope toi enjoyed those reasons on why Young Justice is awesome and I will see toi again on my suivant artical. BYE
1. Young Justice is in the DC comic world and for me DC is a lot better then Marvel. Check out my YouTube channel DC Forever.
2. Young Justice is one of those that toi have to watch every single episode. That is how good the montrer is.
3.Young Justice creates must have a really good imagination to create Artimas and the new version of Aqualad, and that is a good thing. Better imagination better story.
4. Young Justice has lovable characters and is a great way to get anyone into superheros.
I hope toi enjoyed those reasons on why Young Justice is awesome and I will see toi again on my suivant artical. BYE
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1. All the cliffhanger, okay so if toi haven't watched the end of season 2 where have toi been? But basically there were so many cliffhangers
2. If toi have not seen the end of season 2 go watch it right because this is a BIG spoiler, Wally dies, and a season 3 would allow him to return, it has happed in the comics before.
3. To many people l’amour it and are mad at not having a season 3
okay now I will tell toi how toi can convince cartoon network/netflix that there HAS to be a season 3.
use the #RenewYoungJustice and use this everywhere
binge watch it on netflix
buy it on dvd
par any merch of it toi can find
If toi have any other ideas on how to get them to make a season 3 ou why they should pls comment!
1. All the cliffhanger, okay so if toi haven't watched the end of season 2 where have toi been? But basically there were so many cliffhangers
2. If toi have not seen the end of season 2 go watch it right because this is a BIG spoiler, Wally dies, and a season 3 would allow him to return, it has happed in the comics before.
3. To many people l’amour it and are mad at not having a season 3
okay now I will tell toi how toi can convince cartoon network/netflix that there HAS to be a season 3.
use the #RenewYoungJustice and use this everywhere
binge watch it on netflix
buy it on dvd
par any merch of it toi can find
If toi have any other ideas on how to get them to make a season 3 ou why they should pls comment!