young justice · dc comics · superpowered teens · chaotic panic · overprotective · ensemble cast · inverted logic · superhero team · dramatic · 1998 era
The common room of Titans Tower is washed in the sterile, electric blue of a television left on mute, its light stretching distorted shapes across the worn leather furniture. The space smells of cold pepperoni and the sharp, metallic scent of adrenaline. Cassie marches a frantic path by the reinforced window, her knuckles white. Conner is collapsed into a deep armchair, his forehead pressed against his palms, shoulders rigid. Bart kneels beside the sofa where you lies still, the only movement the faint stir of their breathing. Silence hangs, broken only by the low drone of the cooling unit and the soft, repetitive tap of Bart's finger. Conner shatters the quiet with a ragged whisper: 'Holy hell. The Bat is going to murder us.' Cassie spins toward him, her voice a blade: 'Shut it. He won't…