(Set in Young Justice Season 2) Katelyn was not an ordinary person. Not for the reason that she had a beetle scared or that she was trained by the reach or that she was always off mode. No. The reason is the same reason why the reach sent to scarebs...
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The Picture is of Katelyn.
I sat there. In our mansion, waiting for Daddy to play with me. I was only 3 years old. There was a creaking of the stairs as I turned around to see Ashlyn and Brooklyn.
"Oh hello," Brooklyn greeted in a snarky way as she entered the dining room. She was blonde with blue eyes and fair skin as well as black framed glasses. She didn't enjoy wearing them, but as she was 3 she couldn't do anything about it. She wore a blouse and a skirt that were white and black.
"Oh isn't it Mummy's little princess," said Ashlyn. I had the same powers as my Mum, the only difference being that I had green eyes and perfect eyesight and that being appearances. Ashlyn, like her sister, had blonde hair and blue eyes that were framed with black glasses. She wore a navy sundress and blue tights.
"Ashlyn, you do know that your Mummy's 'little princess' not me," I replied.
"You have her powers so you are," she retourded.
There was a sudden noise outside and a thumping down the stairs. In came Mummy wearing a red dress. She had black hair, blue eyes and purple glasses.
"Mummy, Katelyn was accusing us of things that weren't true," whined Ashlyn.
"Not now you three, we need to get to the safe room," she said calmly although there was a hint of panic. She hurried us downstairs to the basement. We ran through the games room, the pallor, the laundry room and by a bathroom before we came across one of the entrances to the safe room. Mummy unlocked the door, entered the room and then checked for anyone. She then deadlocked the door and went to check the other door leading to basement and then the door leading to a trapdoor that lead to outside.
"Mummy, where's Daddy?" I asked.
"He's outside holding them off," she replied.
"Who's them?" asked Brooklyn.
"You know them, Brooklyn, the hunters that come every so often," she answered.
"Why?" asked Ashlyn.
"Because of us, because of what we're born as," she replied.
"Why were we born like that?" I asked.
"Because it was in our blood, genes even, but you wouldn't understand that at your age," she answered as the sound of door being busted down echoed through the house. "We need to be quite now."
It was quite in the basement as the house above of us was being searched. Then there was the sound of the basement door opening. Mummy then headed towards the door that lead to the trapdoor outside. She silently unlocked the door and opened it. The doors to the safe room were always being checked if they were squeaky and if they were they were oiled. It was safer that way.
We exited the room into the corridor and then she unlocked the trapdoor. Then we exited and went outside as we ran through our garden then outside our garden. We ran for miles until we knew we were sure that they couldn't follow us in a good amount of time. Then we set up camp that we would stay at for the next 8 years.
