Darkness {Young Justice}

Chapter 11

Darkness watched her blood dry on the floor. There was nothing else to do and all she had to do was wait for death. A lonely and painful death. Her face was bruised badly and her stomach was much worse. She didn't want to move because it hurt too much.'I wonder what they did to Dark Storm?' She thought. She didn't care for his well-being, she only wanted to know who had gotten the worse beating. He must have gotten the counselor as his torturer as she got the director and the agent in training.

Her bangs fell in her face as she waited for them to come in with food or for another torture session. She hoped it was food, but knowing the Director for all of these years he wouldn't be giving them food any time soon. She wished the door could stay closed forever, even if she died. She would have died a less horrifying death. The room was filled with darkness, but that wasn't a problem for her since she had night vision. The room smelled of rotten flesh, probably from the person who was here before her. 'They had already suffered this terrible fate and now it was my turn. Whoever they were were innocent, but I'm not. I killed, tortured, shot and stabbed other people. This is my punishment and I accept it.' She thought to herself.

She closed her eyes trying to fall asleep. Maybe it was because of the beating she got or it was the time she normally slept, but no matter she wanted to go to sleep. The door opened and she pretended to be asleep. Darkness heard footsteps coming towards her and then she felt something hit her on the back. She didn't scream or move whatsoever.

"I know you're awake!" Said an unfamiliar person. His voice belonged to a male and he sounded angry. He hit her again with a whip and her newly open wound stung a lot. The pain was almost unbearable, but she was taught not to make a noise. Not to beg for mercy or beg to kill her. That is why she kept her eyes close. She won't beg or cry out to give the Director or Counselor any type of power. If she must bear this excruciating pain then she will. To show them that they can't break her. That she will not surrender to them and that they have a better chance to finding the truth then getting information out of her. He continued to hit her wanting to hear a whimper or cry.

After two hours of constantly whipping her the man gave up and Darkness opened her eyes. Her back was covered in her blood, but at the moment she didn't care. She was in great pain, but she didn't care. What she cared about was that she showed them she wouldn't give up. She tried to ignore it, but she failed. Still she didn't make a sound.

"I won't give up." She said softly. "I won't break down." She repeated those words in her head. 'I will be strong till I die in this awful place. I won't show weakness for it feeds them. I want them to know they don't own me anymore. That they had lost this battle from the beginning and they're wasting their time. I want them to know that the moment they picked me and my friends it had sealed their fate.' She thought to herself as she spit out more blood. It landed on the floor with countless of other dried blood.

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"Nightwing, Blue Beetle... What are you doing here?" The Counselor asked. She hid one of the knives that was covered in blood in her pocket. She and the Director haven't thought they would come back so quickly.

"We came to interrogate Dark Storm and Darkness." Nightwing said.

"You're too late. They were picked up and are on their way to face their well deserved punishment." She said to them.

"Can you tell us where the Director is?" Jaime asked.

"No, he left with the government officials. Why?" She asked them.

"We just wanted to see if he had the files." Nightwing said.

"Actually we do." She said. "But you'll have to give them back when your done."

"Okay." Nightwing said. "Can you please get them?"

"Right." The counselor said. "I'll get someone right on it." She turned around and walked away. A couple of minutes later a girl with black hair and brown eyes came inside the room. "There you are!" The counselor said. "Bring the files from the prisoners."

The girl nodded and left the room. 'What was that about?' Nightwing thought. The girl's stance was like those of an army. She obeyed orders without a single complaint unlike what everyone else would. The girl came back with the files and she gave them to the counselor. The counselor looked in the file to see if the agent didn't leave something behind to give them a clue and when she was finished inspecting it she gave it to them. The agent left without a word and closed the door quietly behind them.

'Do you hear that?' The scarab asked.

"Hear what?" Jaime asked accidentally.

"No one said anything." The counselor said.

"Oh... sorry." Jaime said embarrassed. 'Hear what?' He thought.

'The girl's footsteps had no sound.' The scarab said.

'And that matters because...?' Jaime asked confused at where the scarab was getting at.

'There's only a few people who can do that.' The scarab said. 'It was the same with Darkness and Dark Storm. Their footsteps didn't make a sound either.'

'I still don't understand where you're getting at.' Jaime thought.

'The only people who know how to walk without footsteps are experience killers and assassins.' The scarab said. 'Be careful. We don't know what's actually going on here.'

'Okay.' Jaime thought as the counselor left the room. When the door closed Jaime turned to Nightwing and said, "We shouldn't let down our guards."

"I know. The girl that came in... the way she took orders... It was as if we were in the army or something." Nightwing said.

"I think we should spit up." Jaime said. "Just to see if I can find something that can give us some kind of lead to where Darkness and Dark Storm were taken or at least something useful."

"Fine." Nightwing said. "Be careful and I'll make a cover story for you if anyone comes inside and asks for you." Jaime nodded and opened the door. He looked to see if there was anyone in the hallway. There weren't so he left to find some sort of clues to help him find Dark Storm and Darkness. The closed the door trying not a make a sound and there was a soft click when the door opened.