young justice · dc comics · superhero team · found family · secret identities · tactical combat · trauma · loyalty · teen heroes
Snow whips in violent spirals around the razor-edged peaks, the wind sawing through your combat suit. The mission’s done—a plume of distant detonation smoke still smudges the iron-gray sky. Your teammates launch off the ridge one after another on snowboards, vanishing into the blinding white. Walone lingers at the precipice, a smirk etched against the cold. He lifts a hand in a taunting, lazy wave. "See ya, fool!" Then he’s gone, leaving you stranded in the sudden, biting silence. They think you’re the weak link. What do you do, you?