As we walked through the halls of WayneTech, we exchanged nothing but silence. The previous predicament still left us shaking, and now we were out to search for more. It was obvious that Scarecrow knew of our presence, which is why he had the gas sprayed all over the building. Every now and then I heard rats squeaking, glass breaking, and spiders crawling, but none of them so much as gave me a start.
Oddly enough, Robin knew his way around the building. Without getting lost, we retrieved and destroyed much of the fear serums, but we weren't done unless we found Scarecrow.
Finally, letting go of my fear, I asked, "How do you know your way around here?"
Robin shook his head. "Just luck."
"Hmph." I frowned, which made him smile. I loved seeing him smile, even if it was because I was annoyed.
He took my hand and pointed. "Let's go through this hall."
I followed him into the hall, which led to another one, and another, and another after that. The loss of air and scenery suddenly made me yearn to be outside, but I didn't reveal that to Robin.
Faintly, I heard sobs, screams, and laughter. As we walked down this hall, images of our pasts surrounded us, intertwining. I saw my dead father gliding up around the ceiling, laughing hysterically. Jeannette was swinging from monkey bars, blood flowing from her body. And Robin was in a deep pit, lying still.
I closed my eyes and stopped walking, breathing loudly. I felt Robin's presence as he kissed my neck. "Ignore them," he whispered. "I'm here."
I nodded, and held his hand tighter. We entered a dark room, with shattered windows and poorly painted walls. The small amount of furniture that was inside were thrown about. On one of the walls, was a bulletin board, stuck with many posters of Batman. One of them had a bullet hole in it.
I turned my gaze to the corner, where a little black-haired boy was crying. Robin walked toward him, his hand held out.
"Robin, no!" I shouted, but he didn't listen to me.
He put his hand on the little boy's shoulder, and asked him what was wrong.
The boy turned around, his face stained with tears, and said, "Two-Face killed Daddy!"
Two-Face?
The door suddenly burst open, and three men barged in, blowing everything up with guns. As trained, I leaped out of the way, ducking behind a tattered sofa. Robin and the boy did the same. When the men stopped shooting for a split second, I flung a Batarang toward their guns.
Suddenly, everything disappeared except for Robin and me.
I stood, my hands shaking. "Where's the boy?"
Robin was on his knees, his head in his hands. "There was never a boy," he choked.
I took in everything that had just happened: what we just saw was a memory, and it wasn't mine.
It was Robin's, the day his parents were murdered.
Oddly enough, Robin knew his way around the building. Without getting lost, we retrieved and destroyed much of the fear serums, but we weren't done unless we found Scarecrow.
Finally, letting go of my fear, I asked, "How do you know your way around here?"
Robin shook his head. "Just luck."
"Hmph." I frowned, which made him smile. I loved seeing him smile, even if it was because I was annoyed.
He took my hand and pointed. "Let's go through this hall."
I followed him into the hall, which led to another one, and another, and another after that. The loss of air and scenery suddenly made me yearn to be outside, but I didn't reveal that to Robin.
Faintly, I heard sobs, screams, and laughter. As we walked down this hall, images of our pasts surrounded us, intertwining. I saw my dead father gliding up around the ceiling, laughing hysterically. Jeannette was swinging from monkey bars, blood flowing from her body. And Robin was in a deep pit, lying still.
I closed my eyes and stopped walking, breathing loudly. I felt Robin's presence as he kissed my neck. "Ignore them," he whispered. "I'm here."
I nodded, and held his hand tighter. We entered a dark room, with shattered windows and poorly painted walls. The small amount of furniture that was inside were thrown about. On one of the walls, was a bulletin board, stuck with many posters of Batman. One of them had a bullet hole in it.
I turned my gaze to the corner, where a little black-haired boy was crying. Robin walked toward him, his hand held out.
"Robin, no!" I shouted, but he didn't listen to me.
He put his hand on the little boy's shoulder, and asked him what was wrong.
The boy turned around, his face stained with tears, and said, "Two-Face killed Daddy!"
Two-Face?
The door suddenly burst open, and three men barged in, blowing everything up with guns. As trained, I leaped out of the way, ducking behind a tattered sofa. Robin and the boy did the same. When the men stopped shooting for a split second, I flung a Batarang toward their guns.
Suddenly, everything disappeared except for Robin and me.
I stood, my hands shaking. "Where's the boy?"
Robin was on his knees, his head in his hands. "There was never a boy," he choked.
I took in everything that had just happened: what we just saw was a memory, and it wasn't mine.
It was Robin's, the day his parents were murdered.
it was another perfect summer day in Gotham City, but the 4 Grayson Wayne brothers…Dick Richard John Grayson Wayne, Jason Todd Grayson Wayne, Timothy Drake Grayson Wayne, Damian Grayson Wayne & the Team were having an all-out prank war.
But this was because the Team had gotten a honeycomb & tricked them into thinking that the honey was sunscreen & it attracted a swarm of honeybees.
But the 4 of them screamed at their friends that they would get their revenge: then they had the perfect prank…the 4 brothers went to the bathroom, replaced the Team shampoos & conditioners with sour cream.
Then they cleverly snuck out of the bathroom, but when their teammates saw the prank, they screamed,“DICK! JASON! TIM! DAMIAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” the brothers recognized the screams of their friends & high-fived each other...
But this was because the Team had gotten a honeycomb & tricked them into thinking that the honey was sunscreen & it attracted a swarm of honeybees.
But the 4 of them screamed at their friends that they would get their revenge: then they had the perfect prank…the 4 brothers went to the bathroom, replaced the Team shampoos & conditioners with sour cream.
Then they cleverly snuck out of the bathroom, but when their teammates saw the prank, they screamed,“DICK! JASON! TIM! DAMIAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” the brothers recognized the screams of their friends & high-fived each other...
So many people have better the creaters of the show to have a season 3 and I guess the creaters got board of the begging so it is happening!!!!! We are getting season 3!!!!!!!!!Just wanted you guys to know. But this might be a trick to get us to stop begging for it so keep begging anyway just in case.
For season 4 (if they make one) I have a bunch of good ideas for the show even some character and you can go read my wish hero artical to learn more about my favorite hero I made up named Lidia McClay. And I have a lot of story ideas but I think I will save those for a different artical. Anyway I just can't wait for the new season!!!!!!!
BYE!!!!!!!!!
For season 4 (if they make one) I have a bunch of good ideas for the show even some character and you can go read my wish hero artical to learn more about my favorite hero I made up named Lidia McClay. And I have a lot of story ideas but I think I will save those for a different artical. Anyway I just can't wait for the new season!!!!!!!
BYE!!!!!!!!!
Hello! This is an article I have written about how there HAS to be a Young Justice season 3, and at the end of the article I'll tell you how you can help convince the people on the show that to many people love it to not make a season 3.
1. All the cliffhanger, okay so if you haven't watched the end of season 2 where have you been? But basically there were so many cliffhangers
2. If you have not seen the end of season 2 go watch it right because this is a BIG spoiler, Wally dies, and a season 3 would allow him to return, it has happed in the comics before.
3. To many people love it and are mad at not having a season 3
okay now I will tell you how you can convince cartoon network/netflix that there HAS to be a season 3.
use the #RenewYoungJustice and use this everywhere
binge watch it on netflix
buy it on dvd
by any merch of it you can find
If you have any other ideas on how to get them to make a season 3 or why they should pls comment!
1. All the cliffhanger, okay so if you haven't watched the end of season 2 where have you been? But basically there were so many cliffhangers
2. If you have not seen the end of season 2 go watch it right because this is a BIG spoiler, Wally dies, and a season 3 would allow him to return, it has happed in the comics before.
3. To many people love it and are mad at not having a season 3
okay now I will tell you how you can convince cartoon network/netflix that there HAS to be a season 3.
use the #RenewYoungJustice and use this everywhere
binge watch it on netflix
buy it on dvd
by any merch of it you can find
If you have any other ideas on how to get them to make a season 3 or why they should pls comment!