Loud knocks woke me up from my sleep. I figured I would just ignore them.
"Jenny?" called a male voice from behind the door.
"Go away, Chris," I moaned. I pressed my back against the door so he wouldn't try to open it.
"It's me." It was the voice I would recognize anywhere, even in the grave.
I was wondering how it would sound like down there. "What do آپ want?"
"Can آپ اقدام away from the door?" Damn, he knew everything.
I sighed and crawled away from the door and leaned against the frame of Anna's bed.
Red Arrow came inside and closed the door behind him. "Jen, I can't برداشت, ریچھ to see آپ like this."
I rolled down my sleeves. "You mean, "I can't برداشت, ریچھ to see a person who almost destroyed an entire city", right?"
He rolled his eyes and sat down اگلے to me. "I can help you, آپ just need to listen."
I closed my eyes. "No. I'm not going out there."
"Look, it wasn't your fault. آپ were possessed سے طرف کی Ra's Al-Ghul, remember?"
I cringed, remembering. "If I were a REAL superhero, I would've had the conscious to stop myself. I can't risk that again."
That night was so clear in my mind. I remembered Ra's Al-Ghul's spell; every single word. I could remember the frightened faces of Gotham City's citizens as I destroyed their homes, their buildings...
Their lives.
Red put an arm around my shoulder. "The team is suffering, آپ know. They know you're depressed and lonely."
I clutched the bloody piece of glass I hid behind my back. "I'm not depressed. I'm just mad at myself."
"For three weeks?" he questioned.
A drop of blood rolled off my arm and splattered on the floor.
He looked at me suspiciously, and took my arm. I didn't even bother stopping him. He rolled up my sleeves, revealing the bloody word, "PERFECT" scratched into my arm.
"Oh my God..." he stared into my eyes, horrified.
I rolled them back down. "It didn't hurt as much," I کہا quickly. "It's hard to hurt myself nowadays."
"Jeannette, you've got to stop this," he ordered.
"I can't," I admitted. "It's become a routine. I could even do it in my sleep."
He squeezed my hand. "Please. For me?" he begged.
I glared at him. "Why should I? I don't even know your godforsaken name."
That seemed to cut it. He took off his mask, دکھانا glowing green eyes, and pressed his lips to mine. I threw my arms around his neck, not wanting to let go.
And though it lasted only five minutes, it felt like a light was shown upon my face. I couldn't think about anything else, only the fact that I needed him مزید anything.
"Jen--" he choked.
I loosened my grip, figuring he couldn't breathe.
"Roy," he کہا finally, after a few breaths.
"What?"
"Roy Harper," he continued. "That's my name."
"Roy." It seemed to fit him perfectly. "Nice name."
He smiled. "Now that we've had our first kiss, would آپ take a walk with me?"
I groaned. "Fine. But a short one. And I'll be wearing a disguise." I didn't want a mob chasing after the most hated hero in Gotham.
He laughed. "Whatever."
"Jenny?" called a male voice from behind the door.
"Go away, Chris," I moaned. I pressed my back against the door so he wouldn't try to open it.
"It's me." It was the voice I would recognize anywhere, even in the grave.
I was wondering how it would sound like down there. "What do آپ want?"
"Can آپ اقدام away from the door?" Damn, he knew everything.
I sighed and crawled away from the door and leaned against the frame of Anna's bed.
Red Arrow came inside and closed the door behind him. "Jen, I can't برداشت, ریچھ to see آپ like this."
I rolled down my sleeves. "You mean, "I can't برداشت, ریچھ to see a person who almost destroyed an entire city", right?"
He rolled his eyes and sat down اگلے to me. "I can help you, آپ just need to listen."
I closed my eyes. "No. I'm not going out there."
"Look, it wasn't your fault. آپ were possessed سے طرف کی Ra's Al-Ghul, remember?"
I cringed, remembering. "If I were a REAL superhero, I would've had the conscious to stop myself. I can't risk that again."
That night was so clear in my mind. I remembered Ra's Al-Ghul's spell; every single word. I could remember the frightened faces of Gotham City's citizens as I destroyed their homes, their buildings...
Their lives.
Red put an arm around my shoulder. "The team is suffering, آپ know. They know you're depressed and lonely."
I clutched the bloody piece of glass I hid behind my back. "I'm not depressed. I'm just mad at myself."
"For three weeks?" he questioned.
A drop of blood rolled off my arm and splattered on the floor.
He looked at me suspiciously, and took my arm. I didn't even bother stopping him. He rolled up my sleeves, revealing the bloody word, "PERFECT" scratched into my arm.
"Oh my God..." he stared into my eyes, horrified.
I rolled them back down. "It didn't hurt as much," I کہا quickly. "It's hard to hurt myself nowadays."
"Jeannette, you've got to stop this," he ordered.
"I can't," I admitted. "It's become a routine. I could even do it in my sleep."
He squeezed my hand. "Please. For me?" he begged.
I glared at him. "Why should I? I don't even know your godforsaken name."
That seemed to cut it. He took off his mask, دکھانا glowing green eyes, and pressed his lips to mine. I threw my arms around his neck, not wanting to let go.
And though it lasted only five minutes, it felt like a light was shown upon my face. I couldn't think about anything else, only the fact that I needed him مزید anything.
"Jen--" he choked.
I loosened my grip, figuring he couldn't breathe.
"Roy," he کہا finally, after a few breaths.
"What?"
"Roy Harper," he continued. "That's my name."
"Roy." It seemed to fit him perfectly. "Nice name."
He smiled. "Now that we've had our first kiss, would آپ take a walk with me?"
I groaned. "Fine. But a short one. And I'll be wearing a disguise." I didn't want a mob chasing after the most hated hero in Gotham.
He laughed. "Whatever."
"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.
We have to bring Young justice back to prevent cartoon network from becoming a "strictly goofy" channel. If were going to bring this دکھائیں back and running we have to state our case until further notice. If all of the شائقین come together and act the دکھائیں will be back.
Here's my plan
1. Go to cartoon network
2. Scroll down until آپ see Contact us click it
3. Then in category choose Programming
4. then topic choose other shows
5. After wards type your میل ای
6. Put the positives of why YJ should return, talk about the outcomes of having a season 3, etc....
All آپ need is an میل ای and your good. This will work if we spam them to the point of aggravation.
آپ can use your میل ای مزید than once.
Here's my plan
1. Go to cartoon network
2. Scroll down until آپ see Contact us click it
3. Then in category choose Programming
4. then topic choose other shows
5. After wards type your میل ای
6. Put the positives of why YJ should return, talk about the outcomes of having a season 3, etc....
All آپ need is an میل ای and your good. This will work if we spam them to the point of aggravation.
آپ can use your میل ای مزید than once.