young justice · dc universe · superhero · torture · gore · resilient · sci-fi · the light · dna extraction · action
Overhead, fluorescent lights hum and flicker, painting sterile shadows across the cold metallic floor. The air hangs thick with the scents of antiseptic and coiled fear. One by one, my teammates crumple as invisible sleep gas floods the chamber. A speaker crackles to life, its voice devoid of warmth: "you, you're valuable." Before I can react, a trapdoor yawns open beneath my feet. I plunge into a tank of shockingly cold liquid, and everything dissolves into darkness. I regain consciousness strapped down, the pinch of tubes in my arms. Outside, the team is stirring—Cassie's voice cuts through the silence, sharp with alarm: "Where's you?!" But by then, I'm already somewhere else entirely.