Chapter Two-
Whitestar Lines, Ireland
00:18 GMT, December 29, 1911
The man reached under the oiler and placed a small device there. He dragged a cord to the اگلے boiler and placed another device there. He did this for all of the boilers, and then dragged the cord up the دیوار and the stairs to a room he had already booked.
The Orname Residence
23:47 GMT, December 31, 1911
The party was small. I'm pretty sure everyone noticed when Alex and I disappeared.
He took me into the backyard to look at the moon shining on the snow that clung to the trees. We walked and talked for a little while.
We had started to head back to the house when the گھنٹی, بیل hit a note.
Alex looked at me, his messy brown hair falling over his face. He leaned in and kissed me gently. I returned it with grace. We stood there for a few minutes, our mouths connected.
Eventually we چرا لیا, چوری کی back inside and pretended we had been there ever since. But everyone had that knowing grin when they saw us.
White سٹار, ستارہ Lines, Ireland
12:43 GMT February 3, 1912
"Damn!"
It was a rare occurrence to hear my father curse. He must have been extremely upset. (Back theme, cussing was NOT done in public یا in private.)
"Dad?" I asked.
"Yes, Tiana?" he sighed.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Something is wrong with the boilers. I tried to find someone to check them, but I couldn't. The Prime Minister from Britain is making a trip over to see me about the project, so I can't. The last thing I need is the Prime Minister seeing something wrong with the ship."
"I'll go check them!" I offered.
"No, honey--"
سے طرف کی then, I was racing towards the ship.
Once more, it loomed out of the darkness like a demon, but I ignored it. I ran inside and down to the boilers, being careful to not dirty my dress. Looking around, I didn't see anything wrong with the boilers. I was about to leave when I noticed a thin wire. I followed it until I reached the boiler pressure readings. They were rising quickly.
"Uh oh." I said. I made a dash towards the door, trying to get out of the ship.
I tripped on my dress and fell. The last thing I remember is the pressure readings shattering and red filling my vision.
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I groaned as I rolled over. I was on some sort of bed. It was soft and plush. I felt bandages wrapped around my head, right arm, torso, and legs. I slowly opened my eyes to see the white ceiling of a hospital. Someone اگلے to me, probably my father looking back, yelled at someone that I was awake.
Alex appeared اگلے to me.
My dad explained the boilers had exploded and the whole incident had been hushed up. He explained how they had found me in the wreckage of the hull.
Then it was my turn. I explained the wire in the ship and how the boilers had exploded. My dad's expression turned sour-er. He nodded and walked off.
Alex talked to me for a while before kissing me once more.
"I don't know what I would ever do without you." he said.
"Tiana! Concentrate!" a voice echoed in my head.
"Right, Robin! Sorry!" I said. I dodged another سوئنگ, جھول from چھپکلی breath and moved behind him sluggishly. The water was hard to اقدام through, with the crushing pressure down here, it was even harder.
A light beeped on my suit indicating I had little oxygen left.
"Tiana...!" Robin's voice echoed over the comms.
"I've got an idea!" I said.
"Not liking your tone..." Robin said.
"Miss Martian, get everyone clear of the immediate area!" I ordered.
I yanked my oxygen tank off.
'Lets hope it's enough.' I thought.
"Clear!" I yelled, tossing the oxygen tank.
Whitestar Lines, Ireland
00:18 GMT, December 29, 1911
The man reached under the oiler and placed a small device there. He dragged a cord to the اگلے boiler and placed another device there. He did this for all of the boilers, and then dragged the cord up the دیوار and the stairs to a room he had already booked.
The Orname Residence
23:47 GMT, December 31, 1911
The party was small. I'm pretty sure everyone noticed when Alex and I disappeared.
He took me into the backyard to look at the moon shining on the snow that clung to the trees. We walked and talked for a little while.
We had started to head back to the house when the گھنٹی, بیل hit a note.
Alex looked at me, his messy brown hair falling over his face. He leaned in and kissed me gently. I returned it with grace. We stood there for a few minutes, our mouths connected.
Eventually we چرا لیا, چوری کی back inside and pretended we had been there ever since. But everyone had that knowing grin when they saw us.
White سٹار, ستارہ Lines, Ireland
12:43 GMT February 3, 1912
"Damn!"
It was a rare occurrence to hear my father curse. He must have been extremely upset. (Back theme, cussing was NOT done in public یا in private.)
"Dad?" I asked.
"Yes, Tiana?" he sighed.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Something is wrong with the boilers. I tried to find someone to check them, but I couldn't. The Prime Minister from Britain is making a trip over to see me about the project, so I can't. The last thing I need is the Prime Minister seeing something wrong with the ship."
"I'll go check them!" I offered.
"No, honey--"
سے طرف کی then, I was racing towards the ship.
Once more, it loomed out of the darkness like a demon, but I ignored it. I ran inside and down to the boilers, being careful to not dirty my dress. Looking around, I didn't see anything wrong with the boilers. I was about to leave when I noticed a thin wire. I followed it until I reached the boiler pressure readings. They were rising quickly.
"Uh oh." I said. I made a dash towards the door, trying to get out of the ship.
I tripped on my dress and fell. The last thing I remember is the pressure readings shattering and red filling my vision.
---------------------------------------------
I groaned as I rolled over. I was on some sort of bed. It was soft and plush. I felt bandages wrapped around my head, right arm, torso, and legs. I slowly opened my eyes to see the white ceiling of a hospital. Someone اگلے to me, probably my father looking back, yelled at someone that I was awake.
Alex appeared اگلے to me.
My dad explained the boilers had exploded and the whole incident had been hushed up. He explained how they had found me in the wreckage of the hull.
Then it was my turn. I explained the wire in the ship and how the boilers had exploded. My dad's expression turned sour-er. He nodded and walked off.
Alex talked to me for a while before kissing me once more.
"I don't know what I would ever do without you." he said.
"Tiana! Concentrate!" a voice echoed in my head.
"Right, Robin! Sorry!" I said. I dodged another سوئنگ, جھول from چھپکلی breath and moved behind him sluggishly. The water was hard to اقدام through, with the crushing pressure down here, it was even harder.
A light beeped on my suit indicating I had little oxygen left.
"Tiana...!" Robin's voice echoed over the comms.
"I've got an idea!" I said.
"Not liking your tone..." Robin said.
"Miss Martian, get everyone clear of the immediate area!" I ordered.
I yanked my oxygen tank off.
'Lets hope it's enough.' I thought.
"Clear!" I yelled, tossing the oxygen tank.
blade
I watch آپ stand,
آپ enjoy,
آپ spinn my head,
I know your name, Roy.
آپ cant hide,
I will find you,
A guy like you, should wear a warning.
I can see آپ now,
I can see آپ there,
Watching me,
But maybe, i dont care.
Your red hair,
Your eyes i can watch,
آپ love me,
Kick it up a notch?
Babe آپ cant have me,
I like to play hard to get,
آپ cant catch me,
I'll take my chance, its a bet.
I slip through آپ fingers everytime,
I kiss your lips,
I run through your hair,
With my finger tips.
And as my tohuge touched you,
I stood on the ledge, and fell back,
آپ try to catch,
But i slipp through.
Your face is stone cold,
But i know your mourning,
A guy like you,
Should wear a warning.
آپ enjoy,
آپ spinn my head,
I know your name, Roy.
آپ cant hide,
I will find you,
A guy like you, should wear a warning.
I can see آپ now,
I can see آپ there,
Watching me,
But maybe, i dont care.
Your red hair,
Your eyes i can watch,
آپ love me,
Kick it up a notch?
Babe آپ cant have me,
I like to play hard to get,
آپ cant catch me,
I'll take my chance, its a bet.
I slip through آپ fingers everytime,
I kiss your lips,
I run through your hair,
With my finger tips.
And as my tohuge touched you,
I stood on the ledge, and fell back,
آپ try to catch,
But i slipp through.
Your face is stone cold,
But i know your mourning,
A guy like you,
Should wear a warning.
I'm standing, i'm hiding,
آپ can't see me, invisible,
But i'm fighting.
I'm fighting on the inside,
I'm fighting with my heart,
آپ see me, whole,
But I know,
I'm falling, falling,
Apart.
Memories are going,
We are fighting, on the rooftop,
Close to falling, way up high,
Our silhouettes, shadows for,
The night sky.
You're tired, as am I
But one must win,
We won't give up,
Fighting, in pain, I
must end,
Now cry.
You've won, that's fine,
But آپ take pity, forget the fight,
آپ helped me, آپ saved me,
Gave me my light.
آپ can't see me, invisible,
But i'm fighting.
I'm fighting on the inside,
I'm fighting with my heart,
آپ see me, whole,
But I know,
I'm falling, falling,
Apart.
Memories are going,
We are fighting, on the rooftop,
Close to falling, way up high,
Our silhouettes, shadows for,
The night sky.
You're tired, as am I
But one must win,
We won't give up,
Fighting, in pain, I
must end,
Now cry.
You've won, that's fine,
But آپ take pity, forget the fight,
آپ helped me, آپ saved me,
Gave me my light.
OK so I finally finished my story for Young Justice! it's called Birds Of A Feather and if آپ haven't seen my مضمون for it already before I wrote it check out my page and it will be under پسندیدہ so everyone can find it!
I believe I wrote this story in one night and half a دن and it is long and well written (in my opinion) please check it out! It is on my quizilla account LunariAssain 1 but here is the link to the story!
link
Thank آپ and have a nice day!
I believe I wrote this story in one night and half a دن and it is long and well written (in my opinion) please check it out! It is on my quizilla account LunariAssain 1 but here is the link to the story!
link
Thank آپ and have a nice day!
Becca
