Pandora~ A Young Justice Fanfiction

True Colors Pt II

Persephone's POV

"That doesn't seem likely." He lands kicking up dust as he does, and I back up along with Blue stopping only when I run into something. Spinning around my hands outstretched they drop slightly when I see it's another Beetle. "How many colors do these guys come in, anyway"

"Apparently blue, black, and green." The voice in my head scoffs as I back up in the circle we're forming. "Form up. If we go down, we go down fighting." Tim looks to me, and I nod forcing myself to stay calm despite my bubbling fear. I used to think with practice my fear would ease away, but it only seems to spike. "I'm betting that sounded way more inspirational in your head," Bart snaps.

"That's why he's our leader." I can feel all of their worried eyes shift to me as my tone changes, but I force my eyes to stay glued to Black Beetle. Right now is not the time to worry them with the fact that I'm starting to feel my control slip as my fear increases, and the more I panic internally and try to calm myself the worse it gets. I barely notice Green Beetle barreling over us.

"Uh, this guy? Not in history books." Bart chides nonchalantly succeeding in baffling me when he's not trying to. How they're all so calm I will never get. Even reaching out telepathically he doesn't care enough to be scared, but why is that?

"You're not either." Klarion's voice cackles like he enjoys taunting me with the fact that at some point everyone is going to forget me.

"Density shifting, shape shifting, all the powers of a martian except-"

"Heroes of Earth, I established this link to better coordinate our attack." The newcomer telepathically announces, and I'll admit I jump a little when first hearing his voice. "Telepathy. That clinches it. This guy's the Blue Green Beetle of Mars." I nod silently agreeing with Robin's conclusion as I watch with careful eyes as they fight.

"So another alien? Do we leave them to fight it out?" Arsenal asks aloud not getting the point of the link, but I don't say anything too focused on the fighting Beetles in front of us. I flinch as Black blasts Green off his back the cannons from his back catching hold of the field trapping our... Ally? in a ring of fire. "Move in, Blue. Frontal assault. Keep Black busy. Hex restrain him long enough so they can do some damage."

"Got it boss." I state confidently pushing my unease aside, since it has no place here, and I chase after Jaime. As he starts firing several staples at him I let my pisonic energy lace around his wrists keeping him still the best I can. When he starts to fight against me I pull on the restraints, and force the dirt up around his ankles burying his feet in the ground.

Arsenal uses his laser, and takes out the cannons on his back temporarily, or at least long enough for Robin to throw a birdarang on his back. Trying to allow them the maximum time to get away I stay holding him back, but I can't seem to find the concentration to throw up a shield and as the explosion goes off I'm caught in the middle of it.

I'm thrown to the side again, losing my concentration so Black falls back too, and this time I roll tunneling my way through the corn. My limbs that had just stopped aching are howling again, and it feels like my head is being used as a mallet for a bass drum. But even with the screaming and the pounding this stupid voice is louder, and I'm to bleary and suddenly tired to fight it.

I watch amazed as he stands up again unfazed and completely healed, and I wobble back onto my feet. How am I supposed to beat him? How are we supposed to stand against him?

"You're scared," he states simply.

"I'm not," I respond harshly.

"Scared for your friends because even though we both know we'll survive, you know they will not at this rate." I look to my friends who are tunneled deep into the field helping Green Beetle. All of them caring for him despite the injuries they sustained.