Maia's POV
The moment we landed on the ground I spring off of Arsenal as he wanted his arm, retracting the grapling hook attached to it. I curse a couple times before establishing a powerful link with the air waved around me.
"Never, ever, ever...do that again." I say, pointing at the asshole I was stuck with.
"What did I do?" He said, although I could practically head his smirk.
"You grabbed me and went all Tarzan, fully knowing I hate flying!" I yell, ready to cut a bitch.
"Oops." He says, shrugging and I growl. Taking it seriously; I grab his not-robotic arm and twist it around him, putting him in a hard arm-lock. His body tensed up at the position, and I move his arm up, increasing the threat.
"Do that again, and I'll rip your nuts off: understood?" I growl in his ear.
"What the hell is it with you and physical abuse?!" He exclaims.
"Understood?" I growl and I hear the boy in front of my gulp nervously.
"Got it." He nods, and I let him go. After a moment of calming myself down, I scan our surroundings.
"Where the hell did you take us?" I ask.
"There's a vent passage that will take is to the kids." He says.
"And the team." I sighed. "Stealthy, cool. But why does a War Wold need a vent?"
"Just roll with it." He groans and I shrug off my own question. We walk over to the wall where I could vaguely sense the air vent, and Arsenal outstretches his arm. "Ready Blindfold?"
I roll my eyes even though he can't see them and nod. Ignoring the close-contact, I grab onto Arsenal's shoulder and he wraps his human arm around my waist and shoots another grappling hook to the air vent, which I kick open before swinging into it. Arsenal follows not far behind.
I curse at the slightly claustrophobic feeling I was getting as we crawled through the tight space and I readjusted my swords.
"Had to be an air vent...couldn't be a spacious secret tunnel!" I mutter.
"I don't know...I'm not minding the view..." Arsenal smirks and I feel my face erupt with heat as I kick my leg up, landing my heel in his chest.
"Eyes to yourself, perv." I growl.
"What? Just saying I like your a-""I will catstrate you, in this air vent, if you finish that statement." I cut him off abruptly.
"You know, you'd be awesome if you would lower down the bitchiness." He said.
"Like you're one to talk?" I retort.
"I'm just staying, what's with the constant need to be so violent and bitchy? Or is it just me? Cause you seem to get along fine with Jaime and Bart. During the Lexcorp Farms mission, you were cold to Robin and only glared at me! And this whole mess hasn't been any different." He explains.
"Robin and I have a... complicated friendship." I mutter. My mind flooding with images of my cocky, sarcastic, arrogant, annoying, impulsive and unbearably amazing best friend.
Immideatly, I shake my head, I can't think about Jason right now.
You're getting past him Maia, just...don't think about him.
"As for my 'bitchiness'...that's just the way I am." I shrug.
"Deep." He says, and I almost laugh but hold it in when I see another vent opening come into sight.
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The Winds Continue: Young Justice, Zephyr Book 2
FanfictionLina Dubois is no longer the young girl she was when she agreed to become Red Tornado's protege. Now she has a house, job, and even a protege of her own. She's grown up: but to be honest, she doesn't care. What she cares about is her friends, family...
