dangerous woman

We All Have A Choice

Nova was sat beside Xaiva, who had her eyes closed, deep in a coma and fighting for her life. A tear fell from her eyes, dropping silently and plunging the former into further sorrow. 

"I just got a phone call." Lars appeared at the door, phone in hand, "By... guess who?" 

"Grayson." 

"Hit the nail on the head. According to him, you've been out on a rampage. When you told me you were searching for Dad I never imagined this. Going out and murdering people, finally finishing it all with him? Did that help?" He confronted, angry and hurt. 

"I found him, but he couldn't help. Lost all of his powers just by remaining on Earth. What he'd done to our family... I couldn't let him walk free, so I murdered him." 

"Now Bruce Wayne's angry. But the Titans need your help." 

"With what." 

"Arthur Light. Deathstroke." The names turned Nova's head, widening her eyes as she looked at her brother, his hair messed up and eyes sad. "They need you, Nova. We've been trying to help Xaiva for months, she's lucky to have survived this long. I had to make her comatose or otherwise she'd have died. Just put her out of her misery." Lars started crying, smoothing back his comatose triplet's hair. Nova became angry, standing up with a wild look. 

"I'm not giving up on her. I'll go to the Joker or Ra's Al Ghul if I need to but I'm saving our sister cause I'm not going to be stuck with the other-" 

"Other sister?" 

Oh, shoot. 

"When I went to the prison, I found that our long lost younger sister is being held there. But she's mad. Crazy. Ryker Prime's her name." 

"Did she tell you how to save Xaiva?" 

Nova sighed. "Yeah. But it includes me letting the Krypt take control of me." 

"No way." 

"That's what I said. But I have a feeling that Ryker... may be right." Lars yawned, rubbing his forehead. Seeing the evident bags under his eyes, Nova reached over and rubbed his back soothingly, smiling. 

"Get to bed, I'll take care of Prime no.2 and you... can catch up on the sleep you missed." Nova watched as her brother left, feeling something unstable inside her. It was a small whisper at first, but then the whisper turned into raucous shouts, forcing her to clap her hands over her ears because of the pain and loudness, the ache that forced her to bend over and cry out. Yet her eyes flew open, irises turning green and a green force of energy exploding from her body, a black energy rising from Xaiva's body and absorbed and transferred into the green energy and going back into Nova, who just sat there in shock. Then she got a call, and seeing it was from Rachel, she picked it up, smiling but still traumatised.

"Rachel, how are y-you?" 

"Nova." It was Dick at the other end, and she wasn't happy. 

"Y-You stole R-Rachel's phone just to c-call me?" 

"She let me borrow it, and are you ok? You don't stammer when you talk." She regained her composure, talking a deep breath while staring at her left hand.

"Yeah, I'm fine. What d'you want?" 

"Deathstroke and Dr Light are back. It's like seeing ghosts. I've got the rest of the team here, but it's incomplete without you and Lars." 

"I can't. Xaiva's fighting for her life and I need to be there for her. Plus, I recently uncovered that I have a psycho little sister, so I have too much to deal with at the moment." 

"Think about it." 

"I already have. Trigon? I was trying to save Rachel, but didn't work out the way I wanted it to. Now I have a choice of whether to engage with those two whackjobs or leave them be, and I think I'll choose the latter. You know what happened last time you and the Titans tried to engage with Deathstroke. I count myself very lucky that I removed myself from that situation long before it even happened, because if I had gone after Deathstroke, I wouldn't have been alive. But Light I have, and he's tricky. Could burn your heart out with those glow sticks he throws at you and it isn't pretty when he 'light bombs' your insides." 

"You have experience, that's why we need you." 

"I'm useful against Light but not Deathstroke. Besides, I'm too divided. I can't, I don't have a choice."

"You have a choice." 

"I'm trying to make sure that none of you get hurt. Fighting Dr Light gets messy and it'll be even messier when I arrive. Sorry, Dick." Cutting the call, Nova sighed, sitting down beside Xaiva. 

"I've tried to find a way out, but I don't think there is one. But I'll get you out, Xaiva." 

"You can't." Xaiva herself whispered, turning to Nova with a weak smile. Nova gasped, almost fainting. "It's Light after all." 

"Xaiva! How did you...?" 

"I don't know. But you should go and help them. Dick needs you."