After we landed, we mgawanyiko, baidisha up. I went to find the bomb while everyone else went to find Joker. Finding the bomb was easy. It was in the interrogation room, under the table. I walked over to it. I opened the panel to find a video chat open.
“Ah, ah, ah Batsy. wewe know wewe aren’t sup-“said a man with pale skin and a greyish-purple tongue “You’re not the Bat’s. Who are you?”
“That’s for me to know and wewe to find out” I mused
“Let me guess, the Bat’s sent wewe here to foil me? Well, wewe can’t capture me and stop the bomb!” he guessed
“Wait. Are wewe Joker?” I asked
*clap, clap, clap* “Very good sweetie! Maybe wewe should be a detective!” he alisema sarcastically
“Bat’s never told me I would be facing the smartest, most evilly awesome villain in the entire world” I flattered, trying to keep him talking so the team could find him.
“You shouldn’t have. But deary, flattery will get wewe know where” he smiled. I heard them walk pass with the hostages. I started to disarm the bomb, not knowing Joker was watching me closely.
“You know a girl your age really shouldn’t play with bombs. Especially when their activated.” Joker warned
“I’ve taken worse gambles then this” I said
“So, you’re a risky girl eh? I like that!” he purred
“I’m a risky girl with a boyfriend” I said, and then I cut the connection. I started working on the bomb again, checking how much time I had left. Ten seconds. TEN SECONDS! I thought of a way to save everybody. If I was still part of the dojo, I would be banished for doing this. But I’m not part of the dojo. My jet black hair wasn’t the only reason I was named Night. I also had the power to kuunganisha the power of the moon and manipulate it to my own ability. I manipulated a shield of moon light around the room, covering everything in a faint white glow. 5…4…3…2…1… The bomb exploded before I had a chance to cover myself in a shield. I was hit against the ukuta with a sickening thud then went unconscious.
“Ah, ah, ah Batsy. wewe know wewe aren’t sup-“said a man with pale skin and a greyish-purple tongue “You’re not the Bat’s. Who are you?”
“That’s for me to know and wewe to find out” I mused
“Let me guess, the Bat’s sent wewe here to foil me? Well, wewe can’t capture me and stop the bomb!” he guessed
“Wait. Are wewe Joker?” I asked
*clap, clap, clap* “Very good sweetie! Maybe wewe should be a detective!” he alisema sarcastically
“Bat’s never told me I would be facing the smartest, most evilly awesome villain in the entire world” I flattered, trying to keep him talking so the team could find him.
“You shouldn’t have. But deary, flattery will get wewe know where” he smiled. I heard them walk pass with the hostages. I started to disarm the bomb, not knowing Joker was watching me closely.
“You know a girl your age really shouldn’t play with bombs. Especially when their activated.” Joker warned
“I’ve taken worse gambles then this” I said
“So, you’re a risky girl eh? I like that!” he purred
“I’m a risky girl with a boyfriend” I said, and then I cut the connection. I started working on the bomb again, checking how much time I had left. Ten seconds. TEN SECONDS! I thought of a way to save everybody. If I was still part of the dojo, I would be banished for doing this. But I’m not part of the dojo. My jet black hair wasn’t the only reason I was named Night. I also had the power to kuunganisha the power of the moon and manipulate it to my own ability. I manipulated a shield of moon light around the room, covering everything in a faint white glow. 5…4…3…2…1… The bomb exploded before I had a chance to cover myself in a shield. I was hit against the ukuta with a sickening thud then went unconscious.
How did I survive?
It was peaceful
Then they came
They took all ‘smart’ and ‘intelligent’ ones
They burned our houses
They burned our city
They burned our people
They almost burned me
She almost burned me
I will never forget her face
Long hair
Blue eyes filled with fire
Angry...
So angry...
She held moto in her hand
It didn't hurt her
The moto just danced in her hand
She looked at me
Then my parents
Then me
She burned my parents
I ran
It was hot
So much fire
So much burning
I ran
I hid
I dissapered
Now I am here
I am Rostlina
And I am going to kill the moto casters.
It was peaceful
Then they came
They took all ‘smart’ and ‘intelligent’ ones
They burned our houses
They burned our city
They burned our people
They almost burned me
She almost burned me
I will never forget her face
Long hair
Blue eyes filled with fire
Angry...
So angry...
She held moto in her hand
It didn't hurt her
The moto just danced in her hand
She looked at me
Then my parents
Then me
She burned my parents
I ran
It was hot
So much fire
So much burning
I ran
I hid
I dissapered
Now I am here
I am Rostlina
And I am going to kill the moto casters.