"Please! You-you can't!" A bruised figure huddled in the corner of a darkened room, shuddering with fear. She sat among drops of copper-smelling red liquid, still flooding the cracks in the cement. She clutched onto her left arm desperately, trying to stop the flow. Mixed with the blood were pain-filled tears, reflecting each hit from the attacker.
"Maybe seguinte time you'll listen, hmm?" Another blow, another bruise, another scar, mais blood flowing. "Maybe seguinte time you won't run." The sound of shattered plastic ran out to the shadows as the girl's sunglasses broke. Her eyelids were clenched shut, and parts of her charcoal hair were clumped and matted together with her blood.
"N-n-no! Never!" the small girl sobbed. "I p-promise!" She flinched, waiting for the seguinte fist, which flew towards her with inhuman strength-
The scene changed. The same girl was older and now standing among a musty pile of rubble that had once been Mt. Justice. Her left arm hung limp at her side, dripping with someone else's blood. Behind her a boy with a toughened figure grasped her shoulder. The laranja of the fogo burning the horizon gleamed against his blue/black bodysuit. "We'll fix it. Somehow," he reassured.
She turned to face him, mask to mask. "I know," she said, her voice clear. "But there's only one way."
"Kyra!" another black haired girl shouted. "Kyra!"
"Kyra Grayson! Wake UP!"
I gasped and turned to face my impatient geometry teacher, pointing to the board. I blushed, embarrassed, as everyone around me, including my brother, sister, and best friend, laughed in mocking. I blew the single strand of hair out of my face, and toyed with my silky black braid of hair.
"Now that you're awake, would you mind telling us what the answer to this problem is?" Surveying the board, I read:
Triangle ABC is a right isosceles triangle. Side a is 8/3, find side c. Answer in radical form.
I sighed. This was easy. "Eight root two divided por three." There was a solemness to my voice that had never been there before, especially not in geometry class. Whatever traces of laughter remained in my siblings was instantly gone. They looked at me, and I avoided eye contact. Five mais minutes... why couldn't she have waited five mais minutos to wake me up?
When school finally ended I packed my bags and sped out as quickly as possible. "Kyra! Wait up!" Dick and Danna came up behind me, along with Aisling, Artemis, and Nathan. "Something wrong?" my sister asked. "It's nothing, really."
Aisling pulled my arm. "It's something, Kyra. What's wrong?"
I looked at their faces, worried and caring. I grabbed a hooded jaqueta from my locker and shrugged into it. "C'mon." I told them, pulling my hair out of it's braid, letting it loose. "I'll tell you... at the cave." I whispered. I slipped my capuz, capa over my head and slung my backpack onto my shoulder, walking out into the cold rain that covered Gotham.
"Maybe seguinte time you'll listen, hmm?" Another blow, another bruise, another scar, mais blood flowing. "Maybe seguinte time you won't run." The sound of shattered plastic ran out to the shadows as the girl's sunglasses broke. Her eyelids were clenched shut, and parts of her charcoal hair were clumped and matted together with her blood.
"N-n-no! Never!" the small girl sobbed. "I p-promise!" She flinched, waiting for the seguinte fist, which flew towards her with inhuman strength-
The scene changed. The same girl was older and now standing among a musty pile of rubble that had once been Mt. Justice. Her left arm hung limp at her side, dripping with someone else's blood. Behind her a boy with a toughened figure grasped her shoulder. The laranja of the fogo burning the horizon gleamed against his blue/black bodysuit. "We'll fix it. Somehow," he reassured.
She turned to face him, mask to mask. "I know," she said, her voice clear. "But there's only one way."
"Kyra!" another black haired girl shouted. "Kyra!"
"Kyra Grayson! Wake UP!"
I gasped and turned to face my impatient geometry teacher, pointing to the board. I blushed, embarrassed, as everyone around me, including my brother, sister, and best friend, laughed in mocking. I blew the single strand of hair out of my face, and toyed with my silky black braid of hair.
"Now that you're awake, would you mind telling us what the answer to this problem is?" Surveying the board, I read:
Triangle ABC is a right isosceles triangle. Side a is 8/3, find side c. Answer in radical form.
I sighed. This was easy. "Eight root two divided por three." There was a solemness to my voice that had never been there before, especially not in geometry class. Whatever traces of laughter remained in my siblings was instantly gone. They looked at me, and I avoided eye contact. Five mais minutes... why couldn't she have waited five mais minutos to wake me up?
When school finally ended I packed my bags and sped out as quickly as possible. "Kyra! Wait up!" Dick and Danna came up behind me, along with Aisling, Artemis, and Nathan. "Something wrong?" my sister asked. "It's nothing, really."
Aisling pulled my arm. "It's something, Kyra. What's wrong?"
I looked at their faces, worried and caring. I grabbed a hooded jaqueta from my locker and shrugged into it. "C'mon." I told them, pulling my hair out of it's braid, letting it loose. "I'll tell you... at the cave." I whispered. I slipped my capuz, capa over my head and slung my backpack onto my shoulder, walking out into the cold rain that covered Gotham.
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 mais about my favorito 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 mais about my favorito 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 artigo I have written about how there HAS to be a Young Justice season 3, and at the end of the artigo I'll tell you how you can help convince the people on the show that to many people amor 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 amor 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
por 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 amor 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
por 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!