Spirit and Blood (A Young Justice Season 3 Fanfic)

Chapter 10

~Spirit~

October 17, Unknown Time and Place:

My head was pounding. I didn't even know that I had blacked out, or even moved. But I knew I was no longer in Gotham.

~Flashback~

"Cole?" I asked.

"So you figured it all out." Cole's grip didn't loosen. "Too bad you can't do anything about it."

"Why- Why are you doing this?" I asked, my breath slowing and black spots forming in my vision.

"I loved you, Demary. I loved you to the point of infatuation. You were the very reason I breathed. And you threw it all away the day you said no. You could've spared yourself of all this, but no! You decided to leave me- leave the League."

"You're- you're crazy, Cole. What happened to you?" I croaked.

"I'm different now. Better. And you're coming along with me." His grip tightened and I slumped against the wall. The last thing I felt were his arms holding me to his chest and kissing my forehead. "You're mine now." He whispered hoarsely.

~Flashback End~

I glanced at my wrists, which had large metal chains on them. They seemed to be blocking off my power. The air had some sort of fumes that made my head drowsy and impossible to think straight. I couldn't remember what exactly had happened before, but I remembered Nightwing and Cole. Two guys. A reddish light streamed into my cell. A figure was silhouetted in the doorway. I squinted, but couldn't quite see who it was until he stepped closer. It was Cole. He kneeled down towards me and took the chains around my wrists.

"What are you doing?" I asked, but my voice felt muffled and slurred.

"Getting you ready." Was his only reply. I felt heat swell up inside me. The kind of raging angry fire. My mind seemed to clear and before I knew what I was doing, my legs had kicked Cole in the face. Blood streamed down his nose, but he only looked at me sadly. I hated that look. "Can't you understand Demary?" He pleaded. I wasn't listening. A moment ago he was strangling me.

"I HATE YOU!!" I screamed hoarsely, my throat feeling scratchy. "I hate you..." Cole removed my chains but not before slapping a pulsing silver and red orb onto my wrist. My skin covered over the orb an I stared at it shocked. "What is that?" I asked, but no words came out. Frustrated, I tried to move my fingers, but nothing happened. Cole patted my head.

"Don't worry," he smiled. "Paralysis is only a temporary side effect. You see, around six years and ten months ago, with the combination of nano-technology, alien bio-organism, and magic, starro-tech was created. However, the higher-ups doubt that that will be enough to contain your magic, so they have added a small ingredient: Apocolyptan technology. It seems to be working." Cole shrugged. I gritted my teeth before realizing I could move. Cole probably hadn't noticed yet as he was ranting on the lists of 'wonderful' things he'd have me do.

"Get....Lost!!!" I punched Cole in the jaw, knocking him out. Shakily, I got to my feet. I rubbed my wrists and took a few steps. My head had cleared somewhat, but it was still pounding. I stumbled towards the open door and leaned on the door frame, glancing back at Cole's prone form. "Sorry Cole." I whispered and started to run.

Before long, I realized that I was in a palace of sorts. The air around me was always a hazy red and it smelled of sulfur and blood. I could hear screams reverberating all around me, but they sounded distant enough. Where in the world was I? 

Spirit?

Demary. It's been a while. I almost laughed at hearing his voice. It had been a long time.

Where am I?

Honestly, Demary, I have no idea. I only know Earth but we are obviously no longer on Earth.

Wait what?! My feet skidded to a halt.

The atmosphere is tinged red, and it smells like death here.

I wouldn't know if it smelled like death. I grumbled.

The silver orb in your arm. You have to remove it.

But how? I don't have an antidote like the Justice League did when they were under Starro-tech.

Yes, but unlike Starro-tech, the orb has not dissolved into your nervous system.

So um.... I have to cut it out?  Footsteps could be heard. I ducked behind a pillar.

"Demary!" a voice said sing-songily.

"Dammit!" I hissed. That boy wouldn't give up!

"Come on, Demary." Cole's voice turned serious. I could literally see his figure in front of my hiding spot. "If you come out, we'll maybe let you keep Spirit!" Keep Spirit!?  I wondered. "Demary, really. I can hear your thoughts as if you were yelling them. What rude things to say about me!" I covered my mouth. What was he talking about?  "What I'm saying is, if you don't show yourself, when Darkseid takes complete control of you, he'll take Spirit's voice out of your body. And all that will be left is raw power. Your choice." I can't let him take Spirit! I thought frantically. Spirit?! I called out. I could sense Spirit's unwillingness to say anything. Sighing, I stood, brushing off my clothes.

"I'm right here Cole." Cole, who wasn't even facing me, turned, a sickening grin on his face.

"I knew it! She does value Spirit after all." He said, but his eyes weren't trained on me. They were fixated on something behind me.

"It seems so." A deep ominous voice said behind me. Startled, I turned. Glowing red eyes met mine.

"You..." I breathed angrily.

"Yes. Me." The eyes glowed brighter and brighter, and before long, red was all I could see. "I have you, Spirit." But he wasn't speaking to me. He was speaking to Spirit; my Spirit.

A/N:

Well there ya go. Another update! Sorry for the delay.. I'm kinda sick right now lol. Until next time!

~ArtyTH