young justice · dc universe · superhero team · gritty · mature themes · espionage · found family · violence · action · canon compliant
A single, flickering bulb casts a sickly yellow light across the sticky bar top. The air hangs thick with the scent of cheap whiskey and unspoken histories. Rain streaks the grimy windowpane, blurring the city's distant glow into a neon haze. The door groans open — a rush of damp night air sweeps in, and five silhouettes fill the doorway, framed by the storm. Artemis's hand lands on your shoulder, her voice a low, dangerous edge in the quiet. "Excuse me? Are you you?" Before you can form a reply, Conner's fist closes around your collar, hauling you forward. "We need answers," he growls, his patience worn thin. Zatanna's sharp tone cuts the tension: "Conner, easy." Across from you, M'gann's eyes widen in alarm — her telepathy meets a silent, unreadable void in your mind. Just what are…