I walked out of the ice cream parlor, carrying a double scooped vanilla waffle cone with chocolate syrup and extra nuts. I sat in an empty bench and began to watch the everyday lives of regular ster City citizens. Of course I wasn't am everyday citizen. I looked like a pretty normal teenager about 17 years old. But if anyone touched my skin it would feel ice cold.
If they tried to feel for a pulse, there wouldn't be one.
If I got cut I wouldn't bleed.
If they asked me my name, I wouldn't know it.
I was dead.
Simple as that.
While I was enjoying my ice cream a young man about 20 looking sat volgende to me.
"Hey, chief." I said
"You shouldn't be eating that. It's bad for your health." He responded.
"Um Hello? I'm a dead soul forever cursed to wander on this plane of existence. It's not like I can gain weight of even have high blood sugar of whatever." I retorted.
He sighed and shook his head. " You've been neglecting u duties."
"Shut up." I took another bite up my ice cream. I've been doing this job for 40 years, I'm never going to get to Heaven."
"It's because of him isn't it?"
I paused. He had gotten to my weak point.
"I'm right aren't I?" Yep, he was right.
"Shut up." It was all I could say.
"You need to verplaats on. It wasn't the end of the world."He was trying to cheer me up.
" 'It wasn't the end of the world'? It nearly was the end of the universe!"
"Ok so maybe it was but The League did stop him, eventually."
"He's still out there cheif! And he's still terrorizing the lives of millions!"
"Please, u need to calm down and verplaats on. I've gotten u a new case and he's an interesting one."
I rolled my eyes. "My definition of interesting and your definition of interesting are two very different things."
"Really he's different."
"How different?" I questioned.
"He was a superhero. Now a supervillian." He handed me a green folder, I set it in my lap and opened it up. A picture of an African-American teen with steely gray eyes and gills on his neck looked back at me.
"He's... Atlantean." I zei as I read over his file. Kaldur'ahm son of Black Manta and formal protege to Aquaman. His alias was Aqualad. He had formed a team with Robin, Kid Flash, Superboy, Miss Martian, Artemis and other various sidekicks and young heroes. But had turned to the dark side when his old girlfriend, Tula otherwise known as Aquagirl, was killed on a mission.
"It looks like a broken heart..." I stated.
"He needs help. He needs somebody like u to guide him" Chief said.
"I don't know. It sounds like a big case." I said, unsure of myself.
"This may be the case that could get u up there."
"Fine." I said. "I'll take him."
"Good I know u can do it." I heard him say but when I looked up he was already gone like he was never there at all.
I looked back at the young Atlantean's face. He seemed so distant, lost, those steely gray eyes held back lots of unseen emotion.
This was going to be one tough case.
If they tried to feel for a pulse, there wouldn't be one.
If I got cut I wouldn't bleed.
If they asked me my name, I wouldn't know it.
I was dead.
Simple as that.
While I was enjoying my ice cream a young man about 20 looking sat volgende to me.
"Hey, chief." I said
"You shouldn't be eating that. It's bad for your health." He responded.
"Um Hello? I'm a dead soul forever cursed to wander on this plane of existence. It's not like I can gain weight of even have high blood sugar of whatever." I retorted.
He sighed and shook his head. " You've been neglecting u duties."
"Shut up." I took another bite up my ice cream. I've been doing this job for 40 years, I'm never going to get to Heaven."
"It's because of him isn't it?"
I paused. He had gotten to my weak point.
"I'm right aren't I?" Yep, he was right.
"Shut up." It was all I could say.
"You need to verplaats on. It wasn't the end of the world."He was trying to cheer me up.
" 'It wasn't the end of the world'? It nearly was the end of the universe!"
"Ok so maybe it was but The League did stop him, eventually."
"He's still out there cheif! And he's still terrorizing the lives of millions!"
"Please, u need to calm down and verplaats on. I've gotten u a new case and he's an interesting one."
I rolled my eyes. "My definition of interesting and your definition of interesting are two very different things."
"Really he's different."
"How different?" I questioned.
"He was a superhero. Now a supervillian." He handed me a green folder, I set it in my lap and opened it up. A picture of an African-American teen with steely gray eyes and gills on his neck looked back at me.
"He's... Atlantean." I zei as I read over his file. Kaldur'ahm son of Black Manta and formal protege to Aquaman. His alias was Aqualad. He had formed a team with Robin, Kid Flash, Superboy, Miss Martian, Artemis and other various sidekicks and young heroes. But had turned to the dark side when his old girlfriend, Tula otherwise known as Aquagirl, was killed on a mission.
"It looks like a broken heart..." I stated.
"He needs help. He needs somebody like u to guide him" Chief said.
"I don't know. It sounds like a big case." I said, unsure of myself.
"This may be the case that could get u up there."
"Fine." I said. "I'll take him."
"Good I know u can do it." I heard him say but when I looked up he was already gone like he was never there at all.
I looked back at the young Atlantean's face. He seemed so distant, lost, those steely gray eyes held back lots of unseen emotion.
This was going to be one tough case.
Dear Heroes,
I have your Delta and Cimmerian. of u call them Danna and Brant, I call them Toxic and Demon. Their old names, when they were assasins. Now they are back in their real home, The Lone Wolves. They have a few words for you.
Toxic: Don’t follow us, please . You’ll get your selves hurt! Dick, Kyra, Nicole, Bruse, I’ll miss u guys, u were my family, my heven. To the team, I will never forget the time we spent together, fighting and messing with eachother. From fangirling over RvB with Blade to pranking Fang, I’ll never forget u guys.
Demon: I had just met u guys, but the few that I had were great. Please don’t help us, u will get killed, and we wouldnt be able to stop it. It was nice while it lasted.
So on that note, Delta and Brant are dead. But they left Toxic and Demon. Better luck volgende time, heros.
Goodbye,
Shadowa
I have your Delta and Cimmerian. of u call them Danna and Brant, I call them Toxic and Demon. Their old names, when they were assasins. Now they are back in their real home, The Lone Wolves. They have a few words for you.
Toxic: Don’t follow us, please . You’ll get your selves hurt! Dick, Kyra, Nicole, Bruse, I’ll miss u guys, u were my family, my heven. To the team, I will never forget the time we spent together, fighting and messing with eachother. From fangirling over RvB with Blade to pranking Fang, I’ll never forget u guys.
Demon: I had just met u guys, but the few that I had were great. Please don’t help us, u will get killed, and we wouldnt be able to stop it. It was nice while it lasted.
So on that note, Delta and Brant are dead. But they left Toxic and Demon. Better luck volgende time, heros.
Goodbye,
Shadowa
real name:Alex knight
alias:web
age:14
gender:male
ability/power:inhuman strength,shoots webs/swings from them,can climb up walls,regenerates limbs,blends in to shadow
appearance:blond scruffy hair,blue eyes,well muscled,scar on lower back and one on chest,hides face all the time(know one know his secret id)
personalty:funny,shy,reasonable,focus when needs it,respects the team and there friends
story:born with powers parents disown him for being weird so went to the us and got raised door spiderman.was his sidekick but spiderman and batman zei kom bij the young justice program
other:born in the UK so has a british accent.will not tell past to any one
Name: Dallas Union "Dally"
Alias: Seraphs
Occupation: Villain, sidekick to Riddler
Age: 16
Looks; 6'4 white hair, purple eyes, 105 pounds, muscular, white wings with black spots, and a scar that covers his right eye.
Personality: Smart Alec, toon off, hates human life (also a major hate for Fang) loves to kill, doesn't believe in seconde chances.
Weapons: Carries two swords
Powers: Flight (wings) psychic (uses this ability to win in fights)
Past: Created in the School as a weapon to destroy all human life, Dallas set out to fulfill his destiny, killing anyone in his way. Battling Fang several times and loosing Dallas is out for Fangs blood, coming back faster and stronger. And he's ready to end Fang once and for all.
Alias: Seraphs
Occupation: Villain, sidekick to Riddler
Age: 16
Looks; 6'4 white hair, purple eyes, 105 pounds, muscular, white wings with black spots, and a scar that covers his right eye.
Personality: Smart Alec, toon off, hates human life (also a major hate for Fang) loves to kill, doesn't believe in seconde chances.
Weapons: Carries two swords
Powers: Flight (wings) psychic (uses this ability to win in fights)
Past: Created in the School as a weapon to destroy all human life, Dallas set out to fulfill his destiny, killing anyone in his way. Battling Fang several times and loosing Dallas is out for Fangs blood, coming back faster and stronger. And he's ready to end Fang once and for all.