OOC: toi waited for like ever, so...
2 Weeks Later
They weren’t deathly devastated. Not anymore. The team had accepted Fin’s passing. They promised themselves not to forget her. Even if they wanted to, how could they. That one rose burned brightly, jour and night, in a place for everyone to see. And everyone lived on.
A new girl had joined the team. Her hero name was Ray. But she pronounced her name was Samantha with a certain accent, Wally heard ‘Samanta’ and dubbed her ‘Manta.’ Her joking and light manner was a reminder of Fin, and the team naturally liked her.
“So...” she asked Blade one day, “I don’t get... that.”
“What?” Blade asked, turning to where she pointed.
“The rose thing. What’s that all about?”
The room went silent. Manta bit her lip and ran a gloved hand through her spiky black and blue hair. “Sorry?” she muttered, unsure. Becca smiled at her.
“No, toi don’t know. Someone want to explain?”
Manta sat and listened as Scarlet and Mercy came up to tell Fin’s story. She gave an occasional glance to Robin and Delta, who sat in the kitchen, trying to mask what they could. When it was finished, she gave a half-hearted chuckle. “Damn, it’s gonna be hard here,” she sighed, once again running a hand through her hair. “Big expectations and all that.”
“No kidding,” Aisling remarked, and jumped off the couch. “Going for a walk. Anyone wanna come?”
No one responded, and the zeta tube announced Aisling’s departure.
Her Converse hit the ground running and she headed out to a remote location only the team knew. The wind blew her ponytail out behind her and brushed her arms. She weaved in and out amongst the trees, ducking occasionally below the branches.
Aisling was the third most populaire visitor to the site. The bracelet she’d found was little and very expensive looking. Whoever Lost it was probably missing it and that gave her a reason to come back-- at least, that was the reason she told the team. She refused to admit that she needed Fin. This was as close as she’d ever get.
Reaching the clearing, she sat and watched the nesting birds. Blue jays and kingfishers were popular, but every once and awhile there was a robin fluttering about. Like a personal blessing, Aisling thought. I doubt he knows though.
There was a soft rustle from behind, and she tensed a bit. Then she felt a small hand on her shoulder. She turned slowly.
Only to freeze with shock.
2 Weeks Later
They weren’t deathly devastated. Not anymore. The team had accepted Fin’s passing. They promised themselves not to forget her. Even if they wanted to, how could they. That one rose burned brightly, jour and night, in a place for everyone to see. And everyone lived on.
A new girl had joined the team. Her hero name was Ray. But she pronounced her name was Samantha with a certain accent, Wally heard ‘Samanta’ and dubbed her ‘Manta.’ Her joking and light manner was a reminder of Fin, and the team naturally liked her.
“So...” she asked Blade one day, “I don’t get... that.”
“What?” Blade asked, turning to where she pointed.
“The rose thing. What’s that all about?”
The room went silent. Manta bit her lip and ran a gloved hand through her spiky black and blue hair. “Sorry?” she muttered, unsure. Becca smiled at her.
“No, toi don’t know. Someone want to explain?”
Manta sat and listened as Scarlet and Mercy came up to tell Fin’s story. She gave an occasional glance to Robin and Delta, who sat in the kitchen, trying to mask what they could. When it was finished, she gave a half-hearted chuckle. “Damn, it’s gonna be hard here,” she sighed, once again running a hand through her hair. “Big expectations and all that.”
“No kidding,” Aisling remarked, and jumped off the couch. “Going for a walk. Anyone wanna come?”
No one responded, and the zeta tube announced Aisling’s departure.
Her Converse hit the ground running and she headed out to a remote location only the team knew. The wind blew her ponytail out behind her and brushed her arms. She weaved in and out amongst the trees, ducking occasionally below the branches.
Aisling was the third most populaire visitor to the site. The bracelet she’d found was little and very expensive looking. Whoever Lost it was probably missing it and that gave her a reason to come back-- at least, that was the reason she told the team. She refused to admit that she needed Fin. This was as close as she’d ever get.
Reaching the clearing, she sat and watched the nesting birds. Blue jays and kingfishers were popular, but every once and awhile there was a robin fluttering about. Like a personal blessing, Aisling thought. I doubt he knows though.
There was a soft rustle from behind, and she tensed a bit. Then she felt a small hand on her shoulder. She turned slowly.
Only to freeze with shock.
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
Sneak Peek Part II
Revenge ou Redemption
"This Way!" Revenge yelled.
I followed, ducking into a closet. My yellow/black cape swished behind me and exposed where we were.
"Tam! Ogan'!" a voice yelled.
The Russians brought their pistolets to ours on the wooden door and fired. Revenge leaped in front of me, taking the shock and damage of the bullets. But fifteen AK-47s firing into his chest managed to knock him out.
The Russians busted open the door and knocked me down with a fusil, carabine to the head. One pointed his gun at me.
"Ostan'sya vnizu malen'kaya devochka!" he yelled.
I struggled to think, the blow to my head had me in a daze.
"C'mon Barbara! Think! You're in Russia! Batman taught toi this much."
After a bit of thinking, I managed to translate it into 'Stay down little girl'.
The suivant time they a dit something, it was easier to translate.
"Voz'mite ikh s losifom!"
Translation: Take them to Joseph.
The Red Army Rises:
Part II Revenge ou Redemption
Revenge ou Redemption
"This Way!" Revenge yelled.
I followed, ducking into a closet. My yellow/black cape swished behind me and exposed where we were.
"Tam! Ogan'!" a voice yelled.
The Russians brought their pistolets to ours on the wooden door and fired. Revenge leaped in front of me, taking the shock and damage of the bullets. But fifteen AK-47s firing into his chest managed to knock him out.
The Russians busted open the door and knocked me down with a fusil, carabine to the head. One pointed his gun at me.
"Ostan'sya vnizu malen'kaya devochka!" he yelled.
I struggled to think, the blow to my head had me in a daze.
"C'mon Barbara! Think! You're in Russia! Batman taught toi this much."
After a bit of thinking, I managed to translate it into 'Stay down little girl'.
The suivant time they a dit something, it was easier to translate.
"Voz'mite ikh s losifom!"
Translation: Take them to Joseph.
The Red Army Rises:
Part II Revenge ou Redemption
