Thirty: Facing Truth

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Thanks for your words! I am pleased to announce; THIS WILL BE A TRILOGY!

I am so excited to continue writing for you guys!

Just spent $200 on Nightwing comics SO, see ya! x

PS: Check out the new covers (up soon ^_^)

PPS: I'm a bit iffy about the last part of the chapter xD

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Jaime screams in pain. I reach out and hold his hands down to stop him from convulsing. I don’t know what Bumblebee and The Atom are doing to him, but it is hurting him.

“The Scarab is generating its own antibodies!” The Atom reports in my com. The nurse looks at me with worry, as does Bart.

“There are too many!” Bumblebee reports.

“It’s no good! We have to abort!”

I await the right words.

“They’re repairing the damage- we’ve accomplished nothing!” Karen yells.

“Atom to Doctor Shiloh. Prepare for emergency  micro-extraction,” I hear.

“Micro extraction tool now,” I say to the nurse, who then passes me the extractor. I look at Jaime’s X-ray to find where they were exactly. 

I find them and pierce Jaime’s skin, pulling them out. I empty the syringe on the floor and the two grow to size.

“What happened in there?” Bart asks, as I disconnect Jaime from the machines that I had hooked up to him.

“There were..complications,” The Atom says.

I scan Jaime’s body. He continues to wince. “As per usual, the healing to the attempts of Bumblebee and The Atom will hurt. It’s…bacteria killing bacteria,” I say as Impulse helps him sit.

“W-What about the Scarab? Can you remove it or not?” Jaime asks.

The Atom sighs and removes his chest plates.

“I’m afraid, its integration with your bio-system is too complete. Its defences; to thorough. Jaime…I don’t believe that Scarab is ever coming. Not while you live,” he answers.

The fear in his eyes are clear. “C’mon,” I tell him, handing him his clothes. “Bart and I will wait for you outside, alright? C’mon Bart.”

I drag him off after removing my own cap, mask and lab coat.

“Say…Hana?” Bart begins as we walk down the hallways of STAR Labs.

“Yeah?”

“What is it you do all day?”

I frown at the question as we leave through the front door. “What do you mean? I’m the Emerald Star, what else would I be doing?”

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