Chapter Four:
hulst, holly walked onto the school campus. She had to admit, it was rather impressive. The school was an old kasteel that stretched to the sky. The old stone was cracked and covered with moss. The empty spaces in the uithangbord were filled with glass, so hulst, holly assumed they were windows.
The grounds were acres wide. hulst, holly spotted many different small buildings. Greenhouses, tool sheds, and several others that were covered up. hulst, holly raised an eyebrow, but continued walking as if she were a regular girl and not a super-heroine investigating a possibly hostile and mind-controlled school.
Spotting the headmistress in an oranje tee and black skinny jeans, which surprised Holly, she jogged over.
"Hello, Mrs. Flores! Im Holly."
"Hello, Holly." the headmistress said, shaking the teen's hand. "Welcome to our school. Oh, and just call me Catalina."
"Scan shows this 'Catalina Flores' has intents."
"What kind of intents?" Blue Beetle asked.
"I believe u would put it as...mischievous."
"What kind of mischievous?" Blue asked.
"Undetermined, the female's emotions are too jumbled to discern."
"Joy." Blue said.
"Nightwing to Blue Beetle. Who is the headmistress."
"She introduced herself as Catalina Flores, but-"
Nightwing coughed on the other end of the line.
"You okay, amigo?" Blue asked.
"What does she look like?" Nightwing asked, clearing his throat.
"Smokin'." Blue Beetle replied.
"Funny." Nightwing said. "Hair? Eyes? Height? What's she wearing?"
"Amigo," Blue said, raising his scanner arm again. "You sound like u wanna ask her out."
Nighwing choked on the other end of the line again.
"Are u ok-"
"Fine." Nightwing snapped.
Blue rolled his eyes. "Black hair, dark eyes, hispanic descent, around mid-twenties, oranje tee, black jeans, also: mischievous intents."
Nightwing muttered something.
"What?" Blue asked.
"Nothing. Keep an eye on her, and remain in STEALTH MODE. Nightwing out."
"Weird." Blue said.
hulst, holly walked onto the school campus. She had to admit, it was rather impressive. The school was an old kasteel that stretched to the sky. The old stone was cracked and covered with moss. The empty spaces in the uithangbord were filled with glass, so hulst, holly assumed they were windows.
The grounds were acres wide. hulst, holly spotted many different small buildings. Greenhouses, tool sheds, and several others that were covered up. hulst, holly raised an eyebrow, but continued walking as if she were a regular girl and not a super-heroine investigating a possibly hostile and mind-controlled school.
Spotting the headmistress in an oranje tee and black skinny jeans, which surprised Holly, she jogged over.
"Hello, Mrs. Flores! Im Holly."
"Hello, Holly." the headmistress said, shaking the teen's hand. "Welcome to our school. Oh, and just call me Catalina."
"Scan shows this 'Catalina Flores' has intents."
"What kind of intents?" Blue Beetle asked.
"I believe u would put it as...mischievous."
"What kind of mischievous?" Blue asked.
"Undetermined, the female's emotions are too jumbled to discern."
"Joy." Blue said.
"Nightwing to Blue Beetle. Who is the headmistress."
"She introduced herself as Catalina Flores, but-"
Nightwing coughed on the other end of the line.
"You okay, amigo?" Blue asked.
"What does she look like?" Nightwing asked, clearing his throat.
"Smokin'." Blue Beetle replied.
"Funny." Nightwing said. "Hair? Eyes? Height? What's she wearing?"
"Amigo," Blue said, raising his scanner arm again. "You sound like u wanna ask her out."
Nighwing choked on the other end of the line again.
"Are u ok-"
"Fine." Nightwing snapped.
Blue rolled his eyes. "Black hair, dark eyes, hispanic descent, around mid-twenties, oranje tee, black jeans, also: mischievous intents."
Nightwing muttered something.
"What?" Blue asked.
"Nothing. Keep an eye on her, and remain in STEALTH MODE. Nightwing out."
"Weird." Blue said.
Prologue to Chapter Nine- "The Beginning of meer Troubles"
"Delta Squad, check in."
"Artemis, in position."
"Beast Boy in position."
"Batgirl, in position."
"Wondergirl, in position."
"Kid Flash wishing he was at the buffet."
"Good. Maintain your positions. The toon is about to start. Nightwing out."
"See? This transmission was picked up door security officials at the olympic celebration." G. Gordon Godfrey stepped in front of the image of the celebration in Rio De Janeiro. "Its obvious that this Nightwing was planning something. On top, boven of that, Kid Flash admits that he would rather be eating than watching over some of the richest and most powerful men in the world!" Let's watch what else happened that day. See if u can find a connection with the heroes, and the murder."
"Delta Squad, check in."
"Artemis, in position."
"Beast Boy in position."
"Batgirl, in position."
"Wondergirl, in position."
"Kid Flash wishing he was at the buffet."
"Good. Maintain your positions. The toon is about to start. Nightwing out."
"See? This transmission was picked up door security officials at the olympic celebration." G. Gordon Godfrey stepped in front of the image of the celebration in Rio De Janeiro. "Its obvious that this Nightwing was planning something. On top, boven of that, Kid Flash admits that he would rather be eating than watching over some of the richest and most powerful men in the world!" Let's watch what else happened that day. See if u can find a connection with the heroes, and the murder."
“When we take revenge against another, we lose some of our innocence”, that’s what they tell me. So I guess I lost all of my innocence. Oh well, I lost it early, might as well have gotten rid of it. See people throw random quotes everywhere, a lot of them don’t seem to apply to me.
“When u get knocked down, pick yourself up and brush yourself off,” I pull the legs of the person who pushed me, bringing them down too.
“It takes 42 muscles to frown, 17 to smile, and 4 to stempel, punch the person,” And it only takes 4 meer to snap their necks.
Catch my drift? Good.
My name is Agony
And this is my story.
“When u get knocked down, pick yourself up and brush yourself off,” I pull the legs of the person who pushed me, bringing them down too.
“It takes 42 muscles to frown, 17 to smile, and 4 to stempel, punch the person,” And it only takes 4 meer to snap their necks.
Catch my drift? Good.
My name is Agony
And this is my story.