(Angel's P.O.V)
I did something crazy; I came out of the shadows.
(Bruce's P.O.V)
I was fighting with the Joker when he pulled out a gun and said, "Well, it seems that my time is running thin so let's make this short." He fired and the bullet hit me square in the chest. I fell backwards but manage to pick myself up. Having bulletproof armor helps. He fired and but somehow the bullet went through my armor. I crumpled but was about to get up when he pressed the gun against my temple. "I am getting bored of our game, so it is game over," he snarled.
I sighed and waited for him to pull the trigger, but someone yelled. "No!"
"Sounds like you have a fan," the Joker laughed as he kicked me in the chest hitting my new wound.
I cried out and fell onto my back. I tried to get back up, but he just kicked me again breaking a couple of my ribs. "Stop it!" the girl wailed. The Joker just laughed and shot me in the arm. "I said STOP IT," the girl roared in a defiant challenge.
"What are you going to do about it?" the Joker sneered. I looked up at the girl and she looked just like Carol but with long hair. Anger burned in her eyes and I realized it was her.
"Carol!" I moan as my vison started to blur. The last thing I saw was her charging at the psychopathic clown with a mask of pure hatred.
(Angel's P.O.V)
"Well, well, well look what we've got here, Batman." the Joker mocked as he kicked Batman in the chest. He cried out and fell down but tried to get up to only to be kick down again. "Stop it," I shouted. The Joker just cackled and shot Batman in the arm. "I said STOP IT," I shrieked.
"What are you going to do about it," the Joker said smiling. Rage took over and I was fighting against my instincts to kill the Joker.
"Carol," Batman moaned and I snapped. I charged at the Joker and he raised his gun.
He fired, but the bullets just bounced off of me causing me to smile. I lunged and tackled the Joker into the ground. "Looks like the Batfan has got some spunk," he chortled before he passed out. I almost killed him right then a there but then I would only be the monster that I feared.
I ran to Batman's side and saw he had passed out from the blood loss. I picked him up and ran back to the house I was staying in.
(Bruce's P.O.V)
I had the strangest dream.
I had been injured and a girl that looked the age of fourteen was carrying me, which was impossible cause of my weight. She was running at a blinding speed and had tears in her eyes. She looked down and her face lit up then everything went black again.
I woke up in a bed with someone's head resting on my shoulder. I turned and saw it was Carol and saw that she was asleep. She looked so peaceful and full of innocence. I sighed and ran my hand through my hair.
Where am I? And where is my mask?! I thought.
Carol stirred and opened her eyes. She saw that I was awake and sat up. "Hello," she said calmly.
"So you must be the big bad Carol," I said wryly while ruffling her hair.
"I don't go by Carol anymore, but yes that's me," she grinned.
"What do you go by now," I asked confused. She was about to answer when another girl walked in.
"Hey Angel! Do you still want me to check up on Wally or do you want me just to stay here," the other girl asked.
"I think Wally will be fine for now, but I think we need more food," Angel replied.
Flame noticed me awake and I had a nagging feeling that I knew her from somewhere. "Well Bruce you finally woke up," she said. Her voice sounded identical to Faith's voice. Faith had died nearly three months ago when her house burned down. She smiled in a self-satisfied way, "have you figured out who I yet." I looked at her shocked.
"You can't be Faith," I scoffed.
"I can be and I am, sorry that I dyed my hair," she sassed as she flicked her now flame colored hair. I rolled my eyes making her laugh. "Well, see you later Brucy but I got to go get some more food," she said as she turned and walked straight through the wall.
Angel sat there watching me with her big blue eyes. "What," I asked ruffling her hair again. "I'm just waiting until you start freaking out," she said quietly. I laughed, "What makes you think I am going to freak out," She looked at me with a confused expression. "I was designed to destroy you and now you are left alone with me in an unknown location," confusion was heavy in her voice. "If you wanted to destroy me you would have done it by now and you wouldn't have stopped the Joker," I told her. She searched my face then she leapt and hugged me. I laughed and hugged her back with one arm. "Yep, you are totally going to destroy the Justice League," I said still laughing, "you're going to hug us to death." She giggled and pulled away.
I had been right, she did view the world much like a child does. "Are you thirsty," she asked and suddenly stood up. "I could use some water," I said causing her to smile. As she left I thought about that haunting scar on her face that ran from her hairline to her jaw. It hadn't been in the picture on the drive. It looked as though she had the scar for some time. I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair again. I had full arm cast on one hand where I had been shot and another cast on my other arm from the stab wound. My ribs were taped up and the wound in my chest had stitches. So it made it hard to move around.
I got up and walked around the room. It looked as though it had once been very fancy, but it was faded and torn from age. The covers of the bed were new, but the rest of the room was the same. It was fairly large and even had a walk in closet. I had on an almost floor robe and found my uniform hanging in the closet. There was a hole in the center of the chest where the bullet had hit me and another one with the bullet still inside. "You shouldn't be up, you should be resting," Angel said causing me to jump, I hadn't heard her.
"Oh, I didn't hear you," I said and turned around. Angel smiled slightly and pulled me back to the bed. "Okay, okay I get it," I said as I laid back down. She tried to hand me a glass of water, but I was unable to because of the casts. She giggled and helped me take a sip. "Okay, my thirst has been quench, now what," I said laughing when the ice hit me. "We get you some food," she giggled as my stomach growled. I laughed and pulled her into a hug causing her to giggle even more.
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Angel of Darkness (Young Justice Fanfiction)
FanfictionDo you think you know everything about the Young Justice League? What about the story of Angel? Angel wasn't always called Angel, her name once was Carol Johnson. She was a young super genius, but at the age of seven, young Carol world forever chang...