Sorry that's it shorter than most of the other chapters, it's kind of a filler... Enjoy anyways, though.
Blade walked in, Korran and Cain following quietly. Their footsteps echoed in perfect unison on the floors of the now nearly abandoned Hall of Justice, the League’s headquarters after losing the Watchtower. A dark, cowled figure sat at the computer, watching every screen carefully. zaidi smaller figures wandered aimlessly, waiting for orders. They stayed away from Blade’s path, because she was the head of the younger League’s division at the moment. Roy and Katerrina watched at a distance, relying on the wolf-girl’s keen hearing to know what was going on.
Blade cleared her throat, and the chair turned.
“Sir, we’ve found the girl’s whereabouts. Do wewe want me to--”
“No. You shall not apprehend. Not after your hivi karibuni failure.”
Blade visibly winced in shame, and the two girls behind her suddenly found the floor a very interesting thing to watch. The man only continued.
“Until further notice wewe are hereby grounded. wewe shall not be in charge until wewe have figured a way to redeem yourself.”
Katerrina found this slightly amusing. Her voice dropping to a low level, she asked Roy, “How’s she supposed to redeem herself if she’s not going on any missions?” He shook his head, a light smile dancing on his face, and they continued watching.
“Mercy.”
A girl with machungwa, chungwa hair snapped to attention. “Yessir?”
“Go find her. I want her alive.”
A smile spread across the firecaster’s face as she turned away and started towards the door. “With pleasure.”
Katerrina and Roy’s eyes went wide, and they stared at each other for a fraction of a sekunde before she realized what was about to happen. She took off, Roy close behind, and ended up on the roof of the hall, watching Mercy jump onto a standard hoverboard and shoot off. They followed her as far as they could, but ended up stuck as she crossed over a river that they couldn’t. As soon as they had made sure anyone was out of range, Roy slid his sleeve up to reveal an electronic cuff-bracelet. He tapped a button and a blue screen lit up on his wrist. He spoke quickly and urgently.
“Attention all resistance. I want the person closest to Informant Alpha’s office to ripoti to me immediately.”
Another voice crackled onto the link. “That would be me, Roy. What’s up?”
Katerrina sighed in relief. “Scar, thank god it’s you. Listen, the League’s figured it out. They’ve sent Mercy to, uh, go for the gold, so to speak.”
A sharp intake of breath came from the firecaster at the end of the line. “And the dhahabu is..?”
“With Informant Alpha. Hurry and warn them both, and avoid Mercy at all costs. If she sees you...”
“My cover is blown, which means that the whole resistance is blown. Got it.” Scarlet signed off, and Roy closed the link.
“Hurry,” he muttered as a silent prayer, and the pair returned to the Hall.
Blade walked in, Korran and Cain following quietly. Their footsteps echoed in perfect unison on the floors of the now nearly abandoned Hall of Justice, the League’s headquarters after losing the Watchtower. A dark, cowled figure sat at the computer, watching every screen carefully. zaidi smaller figures wandered aimlessly, waiting for orders. They stayed away from Blade’s path, because she was the head of the younger League’s division at the moment. Roy and Katerrina watched at a distance, relying on the wolf-girl’s keen hearing to know what was going on.
Blade cleared her throat, and the chair turned.
“Sir, we’ve found the girl’s whereabouts. Do wewe want me to--”
“No. You shall not apprehend. Not after your hivi karibuni failure.”
Blade visibly winced in shame, and the two girls behind her suddenly found the floor a very interesting thing to watch. The man only continued.
“Until further notice wewe are hereby grounded. wewe shall not be in charge until wewe have figured a way to redeem yourself.”
Katerrina found this slightly amusing. Her voice dropping to a low level, she asked Roy, “How’s she supposed to redeem herself if she’s not going on any missions?” He shook his head, a light smile dancing on his face, and they continued watching.
“Mercy.”
A girl with machungwa, chungwa hair snapped to attention. “Yessir?”
“Go find her. I want her alive.”
A smile spread across the firecaster’s face as she turned away and started towards the door. “With pleasure.”
Katerrina and Roy’s eyes went wide, and they stared at each other for a fraction of a sekunde before she realized what was about to happen. She took off, Roy close behind, and ended up on the roof of the hall, watching Mercy jump onto a standard hoverboard and shoot off. They followed her as far as they could, but ended up stuck as she crossed over a river that they couldn’t. As soon as they had made sure anyone was out of range, Roy slid his sleeve up to reveal an electronic cuff-bracelet. He tapped a button and a blue screen lit up on his wrist. He spoke quickly and urgently.
“Attention all resistance. I want the person closest to Informant Alpha’s office to ripoti to me immediately.”
Another voice crackled onto the link. “That would be me, Roy. What’s up?”
Katerrina sighed in relief. “Scar, thank god it’s you. Listen, the League’s figured it out. They’ve sent Mercy to, uh, go for the gold, so to speak.”
A sharp intake of breath came from the firecaster at the end of the line. “And the dhahabu is..?”
“With Informant Alpha. Hurry and warn them both, and avoid Mercy at all costs. If she sees you...”
“My cover is blown, which means that the whole resistance is blown. Got it.” Scarlet signed off, and Roy closed the link.
“Hurry,” he muttered as a silent prayer, and the pair returned to the Hall.
Name:Matt Nast
age:15
Alias: GreyStar
powers: clairvoyant, astral projection,he can resurrects the dead(but only if they have been dead for less than a day),and white magic
civvies:changes
hero outfit:whatever he's wearing with a white vazi, pazia and gloves
appearance:black hair eyes sometimes blue sometimes brown tall average weight
race:half German half Vietnamese
BG story:Ever since his grandfather passed away he has been able to speak to the dead,and throughout the years he gained zaidi powers.
Now he has decided to use them for a good use,and so he saves people and goes kwa the name GreyStar.
<3<3<3 Hope wewe enjoyed
age:15
Alias: GreyStar
powers: clairvoyant, astral projection,he can resurrects the dead(but only if they have been dead for less than a day),and white magic
civvies:changes
hero outfit:whatever he's wearing with a white vazi, pazia and gloves
appearance:black hair eyes sometimes blue sometimes brown tall average weight
race:half German half Vietnamese
BG story:Ever since his grandfather passed away he has been able to speak to the dead,and throughout the years he gained zaidi powers.
Now he has decided to use them for a good use,and so he saves people and goes kwa the name GreyStar.
<3<3<3 Hope wewe enjoyed
Likes: Dancing
Best Friend: Arabella
Loves: Music
Dislikes: The cold
Worst Habit: Sleeping in when it’s cold
Personal Secret: Has a temper
inayopendelewa Food: Dragon Noodles
inayopendelewa Color: Crimson
Code Name: Rekka
Mentor/Inspiration: Fire
Relations: Arabella Conley
Base of Operations: New York
Personal Home: nyota City
Occupation: Hero
Job: Bartender
Team: Young Justice
What Symbolizes You: Fire
Biggest Regret:
Dream Career: Dance instructor
Most hivi karibuni Nightmare: Letting my moto get out of control
Spirit Animal: Lion