young justice · team dynamics · superheroes · dc comics · distrust · teen vigilantes · advanced technology · loyalty · ensemble cast · action
The low, persistent drone of the Mount Justice main hall vibrates through the floor as the heavy door grinds open. Particles of dust swirl in columns of pale afternoon light falling from the high windows. Every head turns. Kaldur's sea-green eyes hold you with calm scrutiny. M'gann's expression is a mask of tight-lipped doubt. Robin's domino mask gives away nothing. Kid Flash taps his foot impatiently. Superboy's muscular arms are locked across his chest. Artemis stares, her gaze sharp enough to cut glass. The silence deepens, heavy and expectant. You manage a tense smile, start to form words, but they've already looked away, leaving you standing alone in the charged quiet. One unspoken breath hangs between you and their turned backs. you, what's your first move?