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нєℓℓσ! тнαик уσυ fσя яєα∂ιиg му ѕтσяу! ι'м нσиσяє∂. αℓяιgнт. тнιѕ ѕтσяу мιgнт нανє ѕσмє є∂gє тσ ιт. тнιѕ ιѕ му fιяѕт ѕтσяу ѕσ- υн- уєρ. ρℓєαѕє ∂σи'т ʝυ∂gє. ℓєт'ѕ gєт ιитσ ιт~!
тнιѕ ιѕ ѕєт ιи ѕєαѕσи 1!
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6:37 AM
MT. JUSTICE
NARRATOR POV

The young acrobat walked in the living room, a cape swishing behind on the breeze of his actions. Over a couch lay a raven haired male, complete with a black and red super symbol tee, eyes directed to the static on the screen of the television. In the kitchen a certain green skinned martian was making some brown cookies, whilst whistling a certain theme song. Among the silence was the thing that undoubtedly was making the most noise, two arguing teens, an red-headed speedster, and a blonde archer, who you supposedly know.. The ebony child-teen sat among one of the many stools next to the kitchen, chirping, "Hey Miss M! Whatcha makin'?" The green skinned female smiled and replied, "Cookies, Robin!" In a flash, a speedster was there, eyes directed to the oven holding said cookies. "heymissmarethecookiesready?ohboyibettheyregonnabegreat!aretheyoutyet?aretheyoutyet?o-" Boy Wonder cut Wally off, "Give her sometime Walls." Realization suddenly hit the West like a truck. "Oh- uh- sorry." Wally replied half mumbling. "Is baywatch bothering you again, Miss Martian?" The blonde archer interrupted the speedster in his next sentence. "Oh not at all!" The Martian replied cheerfully. "I am glad no one is arguing." The leader of the team stepped into the conversation. "Me too!" The smallest chirped almost-happily. The meta-human on the couch grunted, as a sign he was listening in. "Nice to have you on the team, Conner." The speedster repiled sarcastically. "Yes it is indeed!" The Martian repiled, oblivious to the fact of sarcasm. Conner grunted again, obviously very talkative.

ᗯᕼᗩT'ᔕ TᕼIᔕ? ᗩ GᖇOᑌᑭ Oᖴ TEEᑎᗩGEᖇᔕ.. ᗩᑎᗪ ᗩ 'ᑎOTᕼEᖇ OᑎE.. ᕼᗰ, TᕼIᔕ ᗰIGᕼT ᑭᖇOᐯE.. IᑎTEᖇEᔕTIᑎG..

ᗯᕼᗩTEᐯEᖇ Iᔕ ᗩᗰᑌᔕIᑎG TO YOᑌ ᕼᑌᗰᗩᑎOIᗪᔕ. ᗯᕼᗩTEᐯEᖇ Iᔕ. ᗰIᒪᗪᒪY, IᑎTEᖇEᔕTIᑎG.

TᗯO ᑌᑎIᐯEᖇᔕEᔕ.

OᑎE ᖴᗩTE.

ḥ̷̦̼͕̯ͣ́̿ͫ̓ͫ̄̏̀E̡̞͕̣͚͎͈̥̪͆̓͐ͭͅL̝̪̘͙͈̙̰̇͌̔́̕p̫͖̉ͩ̀͘.̸̵̦͎̮̳̮̮͕ͫ͢.̦̫̬͎̾̽̽ͮ̔ͪ͝ͅ
̛͕̮̪̹͖̱̅ͦ͋̎̿̐͡ͅt̨̥̥̼͓̣̝̋̈̀ͪ̄H̷̢̗͓͉̱̫̦̿̓ͬ̉̋ͧȩ̛̯̳͙̼̥̬͕̄͊ͪ̑̔͐y̸̰̥͖̽̾̆̐̇ ̸͇̬̽̓̂͒ͯ̽ǎ̪͕̩̤̋̋̏̇͌ͮ͒ͧr̵̻̳̹̣͍̭͙̭̃̌ͩͭͥͧ͑Ë̴̦̦̖͎̤̖̳̤̪́̎ͤ̎͜ ̷̨̤̤̦̲̖͖̪̬̌͜ç̘̩̤̮ͤ͒ͤ͟͡O̢͓̱̗̗͕ͧ̈͋͊̀͊͟m̛͖͍̫̮̓͛̄i̵̭͎͔̝̯̝̺̔̈́ͪ́n̦̹̳̙̟̓ͮͪ́͒̀͞ͅḠ̴̛̞͔̤͎̬̺̖g̢̻̱̯̔̅̈̃ͭ3̵̼̤̤̫͇͓̞͈ͫ7̷̨͍̙̗̤̊ͮ͌͌ͤ̌̔ͅ:̈́͏͏̻̦&̨̲̗̘͎͓̤͙͍̳͆̓͂ͣ̀̌̌w͍͖̲̎ͬͤ͌̉̄̏͐͘͘i̹̦̙͍̪͚̣ͫͫͪ͠jͧͨ̕҉̳̮̦s̵̖̯̱̩̪ͯͯ̅Ȟ̀́̋͂ͪͧ̂͘҉̜̜͕͕͙̲̙ͅe͇̪͓̯͔̩ͭ̄̒ͣ̈́ͨ̾ͯ͠t̶̵̳͉̙̤̟̼͇̙̪̍̕h͚̰̥͍̥͈͚̙͒͒͛͡w͖̙̞̺̖ͪͬ̕h̠̭͓͉͈͐ͪ̓̑̌ā̠̞̖̯̗̩̯̮̉ͪ̀̃͝.̧̭̲̜̇͋ͮ̈́͠.͎̘̓ͮͦ̒̅ͥ̈ͮͦ
̛̻̻̦̳͙̱͉̯ͦ͐ͫͭͩ̓ͬ̚̚
͍̱͕̺ͯͨ̊̓ͩ̿̓́̍͡È̢̡͕̲͎̬̟͍̭̯ͩ ̵̙̝͓̲͇̺̥̥̬̆͑̄͒ͬ̂͌͞R̶̍͛̋̓͊ͫ͠͏͙̤̻͙̯̼͕̦ ͖̘͖͔̣̠̠́̓ͥ̎̌̏ͯ͡͝ͅR̢̤͓̜ͯ͂̚ ̬͓ͤ̿̇̆Ō͔̖̺̄ ̨̯̻͙̯̰ͬ̋̈ͮ͊̊ͫ̇R̸̬̳̜̜͕͛̒̓̀ͅ

Ẏ̵͈̫̥̳͗ͣͣ̍̍ ̨͍̗̺͓̩͍͔̭́ͦ̔ͣ͂̒̍̅͢͠O̻̞̼̞͂̿̾́͘ ̶͚̩̥ͤͨ͂U̵̟̞̳̹̳̤ͧ͋̑̿ͥ̿͂͡ ͂ͫ͏̤̩̘̰̤̮̥͘Ș̭̼̱̠̜̙͓̼̅͐̊̄ͨ̃͢͡ ̶̰̟̳̯̝̙̈́̓̍̓ͬ͐ͧ̔̒͡Ȩ̤̜͉̤͎̼ͥ̇̏̑̊̄̒̍͞ ̽ͩͨͨͭ͜҉̷̗͈̼͎̱̠̤ͅe̡͈̙͉͙̟̤̱̹̔͠
̄ͯ҉̦͈̟̬͕T̫̯̞̉̈ͣ͆̅̄̐͜͞H̍͏͔̭͉ ̝̬͔̹̻͈͐ͧ̂̿̎ͣ́ͅe̙̟͚̫͓͓̝̟ͤ͜ͅ ̴̡͉̼̳͚̫̪̠̻̖̅ͫ̇͋ͤ̆̕Y̷̷̭̺̻͎͓̰͑̏̌ͤ̓ͩͮ ̡̛̼̦ͤ̓̆̏w͔̲͙͔̣̠͔̾͗̑͒͌͊ͬ͊͢͝I̡̫̓͐́ͧ̿̒͘͠ͅ ͉̪͙̠̮́ͨ͋̓͂ͯ̈́ͪ̽͡L̿̓̆̿́̉ͫ̈̔͞҉̱͕̬̞̙̟̗̱l͈̠͊ͪ̀͊̚̚ ̸̙̞̻̅ċ̙ͧ̀͠͠Õ̥̞̪͎̪͎̂̉͑m̜̣͈͔͔̋̅͒ͦ̚͘ ̛̦͈̗̞͓͈͚̬̊ͯͭͬ͋̅̂ͨ͟e̴͍ͪ̈́ͭ́͑̒͡ ̼̪̻̮̘͚̑̍̔̆̉ͯ̌͒͜ͅf̔ͣ̿̃̔̃̃҉̸͔̣͚̮͚̺ ̗̬͓̠̣̯̹̔O̷ͨ͊̉̏ͬͫͬ̄̒҉̡͖͎̬̞͈̺͈ͅr̴̮̯̩̬ͫ̈́ͣͤ̀͡ ̔ͫͮ̌҉̢̼͔̭̮͓ț͈̬̒̂͌̄̾̌h̸̡͉̮̳͉̩̙̰ͧͣͧͮ̇͐ͪ ͤ̃ͦ͌̑̌͛͏͈̥̪̞̰̳͞e̙̮ͨ͆̽̇ ̐ͥ͂̓̚͏͓̼̼͇̖̖͡M̴͕͍ͣ͌̍̄͌ͤ͛ͬ͡
̸̥̲̃̊ͬ̓͞
̷͓̤̼͖̭͎̟̓́̌̔͡ẁ̵̦̰̣̰͙̏ ̛͕͓̙̮͉̠́̊̑ͣͤ̾̿͜ͅͅh̷͍͙̣̪̦͖͓͍̔͜A̮͙͙͉̣͗ͪ̈́̂̓͜t̢͖͙̞ͭ͟ ̛̲͉̤͖͖̦̹ͥ̃̇ͩ̒ͦ̌̀̕f͇͇̫̱̈́̆̈̋̓ͫ̕͞Ǎ̶̲̱͈̬͢͠ẗ̛̲̫̹́̍ ̧͇͍͋́͜e̷̙̟̞͕̬̦ͦͬͨ̅̏͢ ̸̡̬̳̭ͧ́d̷̤̥̳̫̘͇̞̰̠̏͛͋̉͗͊̏̚͜Õ̴͓͆ ̛͌ͯ͒͏̖̳͕̩ỷ̭̞̤̠̺̫ͩ͒̋͛̂ͫ͝ͅ ̵̺̝͕̼̪̗̺̂̊̀̾̇̔Ơ̧͍̫̰̩͕͙̼͎ͪ̿ͯ̃ ͚͙̜̳̳̼̩̳ͯ͞ũ͖̞̞ͧ̉͛͊͡ ͎̲̠̿̒̀̑ͣ̅ͭ̑̕̕͝c̢̧̬̠̙̋͞h̛̻̫͔̫̝̜͆̅ͫͦͥ͂̓̋ͤ ̨̨̗̳̤̄̉͑̂̍̒͡ớ̧̖͕̫̣͉̮ͥ̔̐̅ͥ͂ͪ̈́́
ŝ͗ͬ̃ͫ̃̚҉͔̯ ̨̡̠̬͉͉͕̙͐ͅȇ̵͖̠͉̠̟ͫ͊̇̓̍̅͘̕

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6:53 AM
WATCHTOWER - DOCTOR FATE'S ROOM
ZaTARa pOv

It's painful. I miss her alot. But Nabu insists I stay. I cannot imagine how long it has been. Every time I see her, my heart aches. But, it is worth it to keep my beloved safe. Just,, a few more years. Just a few more years. Mental Sigh. Why do I keep telling myself that? It's not like I'll see her in reality. I- might be able to say something to Nabu. I hope Sindella's okay. I do hope. .. I'm getting old. I hope I'll see her.. One last time. Just one last time. Just sitting here is.. Driving me to the brink of insanity. But, I won't become insane. Just for the sake of my daughter. I- love you Sindella.

Giovanni "John" Zatara.

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« now wasn't that heart-warming? i do hope you thought so~

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» Sindella is Zatana.

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υм- тнαт ωαѕ му fιяѕт ѕтσяу. υн- ρℓєαѕє fєє∂вα¢к?? тнαикѕ fσя яєα∂ιиg. ι киσω тнιѕ ιѕ νєяу ѕнσят αи∂ ωєιя∂. ѕкѕкѕкѕккѕккѕ-