TheEnd. RotS is cancelled.
Prologue-
"Yes, Master." the servant said, bowing.
The hologram disappeared and the starnger turned around.
He was standing outside of a mountain. It was pretty dark, probably near midnight. His silhouette shone against the full moon. Making sure all his weapons were loaded, the figure set explosives against the side of the mountain.
Backing up several paces, he detonated them, absorbing the impact of the blast without a word.
Alarms sounded throughout the secret facility hidden away in the mountain. Two people appeared. A sixteen سال old boy wearing a black and red superman T-shirt and a green, Martian girl of the same age.
"What the...?" the two asked, but the figure tossed a grenade into the room and it exploded.
The Martian girl collapsed of the heat, screaming in pain as آگ کے, آگ spread around the room while the Kryptonian gasped as he felt hundreds of tiny pieces of Kryptonite pierce his skin.
With the two aliens out of commission, the figure walked in and shut off the alarm.
Mount Justice was his. Now all he had to do was send out a distress signal and the others would fall right into his trap.
Prologue-
"Yes, Master." the servant said, bowing.
The hologram disappeared and the starnger turned around.
He was standing outside of a mountain. It was pretty dark, probably near midnight. His silhouette shone against the full moon. Making sure all his weapons were loaded, the figure set explosives against the side of the mountain.
Backing up several paces, he detonated them, absorbing the impact of the blast without a word.
Alarms sounded throughout the secret facility hidden away in the mountain. Two people appeared. A sixteen سال old boy wearing a black and red superman T-shirt and a green, Martian girl of the same age.
"What the...?" the two asked, but the figure tossed a grenade into the room and it exploded.
The Martian girl collapsed of the heat, screaming in pain as آگ کے, آگ spread around the room while the Kryptonian gasped as he felt hundreds of tiny pieces of Kryptonite pierce his skin.
With the two aliens out of commission, the figure walked in and shut off the alarm.
Mount Justice was his. Now all he had to do was send out a distress signal and the others would fall right into his trap.
“Ok let’s try again. Mexico was fighting against France on May 5. That was the battle of Puebla” Robin explained to Miss. M, superboy, and Aqualad in his room.
“But why does everyone hit a monkey piñata” Megan asked.
“I’ll get to that but first let me tell آپ the history” Robin tried
“Was France a country of green monkeys” Superboy asked clearly annoyed سے طرف کی the thought of a country full of monkeys.
“No. But please سوالات till the end” Robin said. “Now where was I?”
“I believe آپ were at the part of the battle of Puebla” Aqualad answered
“Thanks now the battle of Puebla”
“If I may interrupt is Puebla the monkey ruler یا the place where the monkeys came from, and why did they interrupt Mexico’s party” Aquald کہا looking at him
“I’m going to kill Wally for this" Robin murrmured.
“But why does everyone hit a monkey piñata” Megan asked.
“I’ll get to that but first let me tell آپ the history” Robin tried
“Was France a country of green monkeys” Superboy asked clearly annoyed سے طرف کی the thought of a country full of monkeys.
“No. But please سوالات till the end” Robin said. “Now where was I?”
“I believe آپ were at the part of the battle of Puebla” Aqualad answered
“Thanks now the battle of Puebla”
“If I may interrupt is Puebla the monkey ruler یا the place where the monkeys came from, and why did they interrupt Mexico’s party” Aquald کہا looking at him
“I’m going to kill Wally for this" Robin murrmured.
"I don't wanna die!" the boy howled, digging his face into Revenge's knee.
"You have no say in the matter."
"I do." Revenge growled.
The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a چھری in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.
"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"
For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.
"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.
"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, آپ too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"
Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.
"You have no say in the matter."
"I do." Revenge growled.
The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a چھری in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.
"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"
For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.
"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.
"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, آپ too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"
Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.
