A Siren's Forte [Young Justice]

Eminent Threat

Markovburg

July 31, 00:02 EEST

"How are you feeling now?" 

As she spoke, Siren examined Black Lightning again through her darkwear lens, but she was only met with healthy vitals. Nothing too concerning after what he had just been through. Although, she supposed they shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth considering falling onto a rock from that height could have paralyzed him.

"Better," Lightning said as he took his mask from her to put it back on.

"You sure you recovered?" Tigress quizzed, equally concerned seeing how quickly Lightning wanted to get back into the thick of things.

Lightning just sighed. "Enough. Conner needs us."

"Lightning powers?"

Black Lightning raised his hand, but instead of the full-blown pulses of electricity he could normally generate, only a few sparks shot out of his fingers. "Still hoping we won't need those," he answered.

"Don't jinx it," Siren half-heartedly scolded, her attention split between him and their new hitchhiker. A permanent crease was formed between her eyebrows.

"All right," Tigress acquiesced, turning back to face the unknown girl. "We are climbing up into that ominous, dark hole in the cliff to rescue our super-friend. You are going to stay right here with our Super-Cycle. Un-der-stand?"

Despite her speaking slowly and emphasizing what was important, the nameless girl still stared at them blankly. Siren tilted her head back, squeezing her eyes shut. Fuck, this is going to be a long night.

Tigress let out a heavy sigh that matched how her friend felt. "Just keep her out of trouble, okay?" she asked their sentient ride, patting it.

The Super-Cycle revved as if to answer. That had better be a yes.

"Thanks," Tigress said, hoping the same. "Let's move."

As they made the short walk over to the sewer entrance, Black Lightning eyed both blonde women. "So care to explain who your new friend is?"

Siren shrugged. "We had changed into our darkwear when we found these henchmen trying to bury something in the cemetery. If that wasn't weird enough, they were trying to bury her. Alive."

"But we don't know why," Tigress added. "We don't even know her name. We were lucky that she understood English and eventually started communicating, but it's been...tedious."

They reached the sewer and Tigress aimed her bow at the grate. A grappling arrow with a rope attached latched onto one of the metal bars and the archer tugged on the rope sharply to test it against her weight.

"We'll figure out what to do with the girl later," Siren continued, "but for now...gentlemen first?"

At Lightning's eye roll, the blonde woman elaborated. "If you get lightheaded from the climb, I want us to be here to break your fall," she said with narrowed eyes. "Now, go, we're on a clock here."

Not wanting to drag the conversation on any longer, Black Lightning acquiesced, grabbing the rope and starting the climb. Once he was in the sewer, Siren went next, followed by Tigress who removed the grappling hook from the grate.

As they walked through the long tunnel, Siren was distracted by a million questions. What were they going to do with the girl? It was extremely dangerous to leave an amnesiac girl in an area where men were trying to...dispose of her. But would they even be able to take her back to America? What if she had a family? If she did, were they even in Markovia? She looked young, but was she old enough to be on her own?