Darkness {Young Justice}

Chapter 8

Darkness began to open her eyes and looked at her surroundings. Plain white walls with a tied up... Dark Storm. She tried to get up, but she could. She looked at her hands and saw them tied to a chair.

"Don't even try." Dark Storm said. "It's useless."

"What happen?" Darkness asked.

"You could ask your buddies, the heroes. They sent us to our deaths." Dark Storm said angrily.

"No... they wouldn't do that!" Darkness yelled.

"I told you they would do this." Dark Storm said. "I knew they would betray you. I should have finished you off when I had the chance!"

Darkness laughed, "Then all you had to do was get to one person who has an army of trained agents."

"But you forgot that Team Alpha was better than all of those other teams." Dark Storm said.

"Back then when we were a team." Darkness said. "We were the best, but even with the best training, the best equipment our team fell apart and you took part in that."

"What about you and the others?" Dark Storm asked.

"What are you talking about?" Darkness asked.

"You and the others couldn't save Twilight." Dark Storm said. "I loved her."

"And I loved Dark Stalker!" Darkness said. "But then you shot him! Stop blaming us when you were also there on the mission with us!"

The door opened and Darkness and Dark Storm immediately stopped talking. Nightwing came in with Megan behind her. "There are your so called heroes." Dark Storm said. Darkness said nothing, but glared at the ground.

"We have a few questions we would like you to answer." Nightwing said.

"And why would we tell you anything?" Dark Storm said.

"You don't exactly have to say anything." Nightwing said. "That's why she's here." He motioned his hands to Megan.

Dark Storm laughed, "Your plan might work on normal people, but we are not normal."

"Go." Nightwing said glaring at Dark Storm. "Start with Darkness."

Megan's eyes began to glow as she tried to go inside Darkness' mind again. In her mind was nothing, but darkness and her eyes stopped glowing. "I couldn't get anything."

"Don't ever try to get in my head." Darkness said lowly and she began shaking on the chair. "It's too dark for you."

"Try Dark Storm." Nightwing said.

"You couldn't get inside Darkness' head, what makes you think you could get in mine?" Dark Storm said.

"Guess we'll have to do this the hard way." Nightwing said.

"What hard way? Torture?" Dark Storm asked. "You have no idea how much pain I could stand."

 Nightwing crunched his teeth together in frustration. He wanted to get answers, but they were making it difficult for him. He didn't want to torture them, but if they kept denying to help him then he would have to take drastic measurements.

"If it comes to it, yes." Nightwing said holding his ground.

"Then bring it on." Dark Storm said. "Darkness how long have I lasted being tortured?"

"Five days and fourteen hours." Darkness said.

"I'll beat my own record this time." Dark Storm said. "And if I recall your record was nine days and 23 hours."

"You remember?" Darkness asked.

"Of course I did. I have to know my own prey's abilities." Dark Storm said smirking.

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"That was not the plan." Jaime said. "We can't torture them. They're teenagers!"

"Blue Beetle's right, they're just kids." Tim said.

"I disagree." The Director said. "These kids as you put it have killed a lot of people. We need answers and we need them now!"

"We can't hurt them And you don't have any proof of that!" Beast Boy yelled.

"Actually I do." The Director said. "I did my own research and I had found these." Darkness and Dark Storm's killing streaks appeared on the screen. Pictures of when they were little and other pictures when they were twelve or thirteen year old.

"They're monsters!" Cassie said looking through some of the files of the people they killed with detailed reports of how they killed them.

"How did you get these!" Jaime asked. 'Something's not right here. Keep your guard up' The scarab said.

"I already said research." The Director said.

Nightwing opened the door and said, "They don't want to talk."

"Send me." Jaime said. "I'll try to get Darkness to talk."

"She barely says anything." Nightwing said. "I don't think she'll want to talk to you."

"Yes she will." Jaime said.

Nightwing thought their was no harm in letting him go to try to get Darkness to talk. He sighed in defeat and said, "Go ahead."

"Thank you ese." Jaime said walking towards the door and opening it. He saw Dark Storm glaring at him with hatred in his eyes and Jaime's eyes went to Darkness and she was looking down. Her hair was in her face as she glared at the ground.

"Darkness..." Jaime said. She didn't look up, but her glare soften a little bit. "I just need you to answer a few questions honestly. Can you do that?"

"Don't even try." Dark Storm said. "All of you lost her trust when you sent her here."

"Darkness all I need is answers and you could leave." Jaime said to her lifting her face to look at him.

"She won't believe you." Dark Storm said to him.

"And why not?" Jaime asked. Dark Storm didn't answer him and he stared at the wall. "Darkness, please just tell me what I need to know."

"Right now you're looking like a lost puppy who is looking for it's owner." Dark Storm said.

Jaime sighed and went outside to leave the room. When he closed the door he said, "I want you to take Darkness to another room."

The Director sighed, "Fine. Just knocked him out, then move her."

"Knock him out?" Beast Boy asked.

"We can't give him any opportunity to escape." The Director said.

"Fine we'll knock him out." Nightwing said opening the door and punching Dark Storm unconscious. He grabbed the chair Darkness was on and took her to another one interrogation room. Darkness kept her head down, she didn't want to face anyone right now. Darkness knows they'll she her a murder and a heartless person, but they don't know how Darkness got here. All of the pain her friends and she suffered though torture, sleepless nights and hating themselves for even living. They don't know the feeling of killing someone and how that person whoever they are, are going to be implanted in their minds till their last breath. Nightwing put the chair down and Jaime was beside him. Nightwing gave Jaime a look, but then left the room hoping Jaime knows what he's doing.