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( DIVINER )
The mission had went...somewhat well. Jason's been acting different ever since the showdown from yesterday, and they also brung in this person. Apparently he saved Jason's life from falling from 15 stories, but he got shot in the process. Everyone was on edge, but they didn't want to say anything about it. Verena had fell fast asleep in her bed. Her soft snores echoing. She had to get some sleep after the events. Rachel, Gar's and hers relationships were getting strained.
Rose? Jason's and now they have a new problem. That's a whole level of stress. She didn't even know if they were okay anymore. She was sleeping away peacefully, she didn't even feel that she was slipping out of her sheets and covers of her warm bed.
Her body slowly lifted up until she was just floating in the air. A purple, black and blue translucent mist had came around her, tiny whispered had came around room, her pendant turning black. The lights flicker on and off as things in her room around her start to float. The static of her radios had came on, growing distorted. She yawned, now stirring awake. She fluttered her eyes open.
She didn't feel her first duvet that she would be snuggled in, instead, she felt nothing and she jolted awake. She gasped a little bit, eyes going wide at the surroundings in her room. She started to panic, the lights started to flicker uncontrollably and she was breathing heavily. "Shit..." She had tried to calm down, the static going out and some stuff fell it the ground, making some noise but not too much to wake people up.
A knock came from her door, making her react quickly, the rest of the things dropping immediately, her pendant turning back to its color and the mist had went away. "You okay in there, Kid?" It was Hank, standing out in front of her door. She gulped closing her eyes for a brief moment before opening them. "I'm fine." She had said to him, he stayed a couple of more seconds before he walked off.
《✩》
Verena stared at the video tape that was playing on her tv. She shuts it off quickly, feeling all the repressed memories hitting her like a tidal wave. She angrily takes the tape out, wondering who could've gotten this, who even knew about this. She took the black and white picture that showed her menacingly staring with bright glowing purple eyes, bloodied hospital gown with blood running down the left side of her face. Dead bodies around her, and flames going up in the background
"Who the fuck?" She was feeling angry, someone was definitely fucking with her. She didn't like to think about the moments of what happened that night. She felt a pound in her chest, the skin around her eyes darken quickly as she felt herself getting angrier. She hissed as she threw the picture down, taking a look at herself in the mirror, she didn't even look like herself, a crack had appeared and she sighed.
Whoever did this, they were some sick person. She felt sick from it, she gaged as she hurried went to the bathroom to puke, her skin was looking a little out of color and her lips was a little chapped, she flushed the bathroom, holding her stomach. Verena had gotten a headache, she couldn't possibly know where someone would have gotten this, she hid it in a very secretive place where no one else could find it. Even Rachel couldn't sniff it out.
Going towards the sink, she turns on the cold water and splashed some on her face, at least trying to calm down. She had turned on her favorite tunes from her radio, going back to where the tape and picture was on her bedroom floor, she had put them back in the secretive place, this time making her containment spell even stronger.
《✩》
She had angrily walked into the kitchen, seeing Hank, Kory and Dawn all sitting there. "Hey, kid, you okay?" Hank had asked the young girl, clear concern showing on his face. "Just feeling a little sick, that's all." Verena lied to him, but he could see right through her like glass. "Don't fucking walk away from me." Rachel's voice had came in the kitchen, catching the attention to all of them.
And oh boy, she looked pissed. Jason had stopped in tracks, "Whoa. Hey, what's happening here?" Dawn had a calm demeanor, eyebrows knotted in confusion, "Jason drew crucifixes all over my mirror." Rachel had told them, and Jason rolled his eyes. "Bullshit." He had blurted out, and something in Verena snapped, one of the glass cups that was sitting next to her bursted, making everyone flinch.
"Verena, honey...what's going on?" Kory had asked her, "So it was you who gotten the picture and the video tape?" Verena yelled at Jason, who looked like he was on verge of crying, "What? No! Don't blame me for their voodoo issues." He had groaned, Verena just glared at him, she knew blaming people was wrong if there was no proof, but she also knew that Jason did know some things about her and her past. And she didn't mean to blame him, after all he's been through.
"What's all the drama about?" Donna walked in the tense mist of it all, Dawn could only sigh at her. "Somebody drew crosses on Rachel's mirror and somebody had gotten a picture and tape of Verena and they think Jason did it." Verena huffed, she knows he did it. Ever since that time in the training room, Jason's been giving her the cold shoulder. Mean looks and snarky remarks. "He did. I know he did." Verena was getting angrier by the moment, she didn't even noticed the spoon in her hand was bending.
"Cute idea when the bourbon bottle. Not my type though. I'm more of a sour mash guy." Hank remarks bitterly, "You ever go in my room and pull that shit again, I'll forget what team you're on." Hank threatens him, Verena crossed her arms, seething. "Why, Jason?" Donna sounded dissatisfied with him. He had tears welling in his eyes, "I don't know what happened, guys, but I didn't do it." He had told them, but they weren't believing him. "What about the picture of Ellis?" Dawn looks at him wearily, "The orange soda bottle?"
"He did it to you guys too?" Rachel asked them, "For heavens sake! That's sick!" Verena had a bitter tone towards Jason as Kory rubs her back, trying to calm her down. "Fuck this." Jason sasses at them, clearly over everything. "Hey, we're not done here, kid." Hank called at him, "You people are insane!" Jason had finally snapped at them. Verena took offense, "We're insane?" She scoffs at him. "Hell yeah! I'd rather be with Deathstroke than you assholes. You think everything's my fault." Jason as sadly admitted to them, the elevator dings, and Dick walks out, panting as he does so.
Everyone looks at him weirdly as he looks between them and Jason. "He's here." He whispers to them, "What?" Hank asked him, Dick looked like he was out of breath, "Deathstroke, here, in the tower." If Verena heard that name one more time, she's think she actually go nuts. Verena had felt Gar's presence, he was obviously confused on what was happening. "He took pictures of all of us." He sounded paranoid, he didn't seem well either. "Cant a guy sleep in?" Gar mumbled, rubbing his eyes. "What's with the gun?" They seen how he was gripping it tightly in his hand.
Everyone was either stressed, paranoid, sad, angry or all of the above and Verna could feel it all at once. Everyone's emotions running wild. "Jason." Dick had ran off to go find him. "Fuck this." Verena snapped and stomped to her room, telekinetically slamming the door the whole tower shook a little bit.
She hissed as she cracked her mirror even more. She's never felt so angry in her life, all her emotions were swarming in her head likes bees. And she hated it, everything was was just spiraling down. She needed a break. From everything.
