"WHO ARE YOU THREE?"
"WE'RE THE REBELS AND WE'RE GONNA KICK YOUR ASS!"
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In which Mar'i Grayson, Jon Kent and Damian Wayne start a superhero team of their own.
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DC COMICS ORIGINAL
STATUS: ON GOING
COVER BY: ME
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OPAL CITY 5:27 PM LOCAL TIME
The sun was finally setting leaving a pink and orange hue across the sky.
"There's police posted outside of Jackson's room. A nurse checks on him every thirty minutes. So we should have time to talk to him." Robin explained to all of them.
"I'll talk to him." Hawks had a harsh tone but something told Superboy that's just how he always sounded.
"Maybe Superboy should do it." Nightstar chimed in.
Hawk and Dove looked at her.
"Well ya know he's ten right... what ten year old doesn't like Superman... or Superboy..." Nightstar hit Superboy in the shoulder and he put his hands on his hips and stood up tall.
"She's got a point." Robin agreed
Although part of Nightstar thought he was just agreeing to further annoy Hawk.
Superboy nodded at all of them and flew down to Jackson's hospital window. He used his x-ray vision to see him on the bed.
He was wearing a hospital gown his knees were brought to his chest and his head rested on his knees. He was staring at the light blue and green hospital sheets.
Should I knock?
No that might freak him out... although going in without knocking would be rude.
He opened the window and knocked after already entering.
Jackson jumped and looked at the window with wide eyes. Superboy could hear his heart beating quickly. He was about to push a button calling for a nurse but Superboy rushed over in the blink of an eye.
"Hey, hey, hey. It's okay I'm not gonna hurt you I promise." He whispered softly.
Jackson stared at the 'S' on Superboys chest, he met up to Superboy's chin but not his eyes.
"You're Jackson, right? Is it okay if I sit down so we can talk?"
Jackson brought his knees back to his chest. He nodded. Superboy sat down and fumbled with his hands.
"Are you really Superboy?" Jackson asked in a timid voice.
Superboy looked over.
"Yeah of course. Feel the costume it's authentic." Superboy held out his arm and winked playfully.
Jackson reaches out and pulled on Superboys blue sleeve. He kept touching the material, rubbing the blue fabric between his fingers. It seemed to calm him down. Superboy watched carefully before speaking up.
