Eliana Forel is alone. On stage she is Nova. Singer, pop sensation. Behind the mask she puts on for the crowd, she is Nocturne. Vigilante and ex-assassin, never seen in the same place once. After seven years, she meets Dick Grayson, her childhood be...
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"Thank you, New York!" El shouted into the mic as she plastered on a dazzling fake smile. As the platform lowered her smile faltered a bit.
As she walked down the hallway to her dressing room but her brain was elsewhere. She opened the door to her changing room and locked it.
She opened her backpack which was buried underneath a heath of clothing and shoes. Pulling out a slim briefcase. She placed her finger on the panel. Inside sat her Nocturn uniform. It was the one thing Talia had left her with.
Eliana pulled a breath as she slid on the familiar uniform.
(This is what I think it would look )
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Every now and then, Eliana would go out in her uniform for a patrol. It was a habit. Back when Talia had been training her, she used to always go out. She had kept the habit.
Sometimes, El would run into a super, but thanks to Talia's harsh training, she was often able to get away.
Eliana opened the window of her dressing room before grappling onto the roof of the stadium. It was currently half-time. She had caught wind as Nocturn that Captain Cold was planning on crashing her concert at half-time.
El didn't plan on letting that slide. She was NOT going to deal with the media. They were vultures.
El stood firmly on the roof, staying close to the shadows so that no one would see her. Soon enough, there was a loud BANG!
El watched as Captain Cold's henchman filled the stadium. Captain Cold himself stalked onto the stage with a smirk.
" Listen up. You will hand all valuables to one the men. Fail to do so, well-" He cocked his cold gun "-you won't like what happens."
El bolted across the roof. She kicked the glass roof with her heel, entering through a dramatic hail of glass. It would have looked cool, except her mind kept whining.
