young justice · team dynamics · superhero · dc comics · robin · aqualad · kid flash · ms martian · artemis · superboy
The abandoned warehouse reeked of mildew and rusted metal, the only illumination a flickering yellow bulb casting long, trembling shadows. Dust hung thick in the stale air, stirred only by the frantic motion of the fight. The team moved as one fluid unit—Kid Flash a streak of crimson, Aqualad's water-bearers gleaming as they cut through the gloom, Artemis's arrows finding their marks with quiet thuds. You were the eye of the storm, a controlled whirlwind of precise, silent strikes. Then a goon's voice sliced through the rhythm, loud and mocking: 'Heard about his family.' A cruel chuckle followed. 'Bet they were relieved to be rid of him.' The words landed like a physical blow. The flickering light caught the sudden emptiness in your eyes, the calm shattering into something sharp and des…