Blackbird~A Young Justice Fanfic

Chapter 10

Delilah's POV

Bart and I sit in the STAR Labs waiting room. Bart starts tapping his foot at super speed, but I don't mind. Barry and Nightwing are prepping the lab, so they can run some tests.

I can do this. They're nothing like the Reach. Barry and Nightwing would never hurt me. Right?

I snap myself out of my thoughts.

Bart taps me on the shoulder. I turn to him and see that he has his fist resting on his palm.

"Rock, Paper, Scissors?" He looks at me with raised eyebrows.

I place my fist on my palm and give him a nod.

We bounce our fists up and down three times and then on the fourth, I choose Rock and Bart chooses Scissors.

I bring my fist on top of his two fingers with a smirk on my face.

"I win."

"Okay, okay. Rematch?" He places his hands in the starting position.

We play a couple more rounds before Nightwing emerges from the lab. 

"We're ready for you two." Nightwing opens the lab doors and we follow.

There's an examining table, a couple of plastic chairs, and various scientific looking machines. 

"Can you sit on this table, Delilah?" Barry looks up from his computer screen.

I walk over to the table and boost myself up. 

"Okay, Delilah. We're gonna run a few tests to see if we can figure out what's happening here. Is that alright with you?" Barry gets up from his desk and computer.

I give a thumbs up.

Barry pulls out a needle and I can feel my heartbeat speed up. 

It's just like the Reach. He's going to experiment on me. I shouldn't trust him.  

I take a deep breath and close my eyes.

No. Nightwing and Barry would never hurt me. Bart would never let that happen.

I push all of my negative thoughts away and open my eyes. 

Then Barry starts the tests.

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Bart and I sit in the STAR Labs cafeteria, snacking on Chicken Whizzies. Okay, so it's mostly Bart eating the Chicken Whizzies, but I've eaten a couple. 

The cafeteria doors open and Nightwing walks in.

"We got the results back," he has a wary look in his eyes. 

Bart and I immediately stand up and start walking back towards the lab. 

I stare down at the tile floor as we briskly stride through the hallway.

What did they find out? What the heck did the Reach do to me? What if I'm like a freak or something?

No. Don't think like that, Delilah. I'm sure everything is fine. Everything is perfectly fine and I have nothing to worry about.

Right?

We come to the door of the lab. 

"You ready?" Nightwing asks.

"I think so," I reply with a minuscule smile on my face. 

Bart grabs my hand and gives it a reassuring squeeze. I smile at him and squeeze back. 

We go inside the lab and I take my original seat. 

Barry looks up from his computer and swivels in his chair so he's facing us. 

"Okay. So we got the results back," Barry starts.

I nod my head, urging him to continue.

"Okay, um how do I put this?" Barry takes a deep breath before continuing. "After we rescued you guys and the other teens from the Reach, we discovered something called the metagene. It's a genetic anomaly that allows normal people to acquire powers. However, it must be activated. We believe that you were either born with the metagene, or the Reach somehow gave it to you, because you- you have superhearing and umbrakinesis, or shadow manipulation."

My eyes widened.

I lock eyes with Bart and I think he's thinking the same thing too. 

"The month," he whispers. 

I nod my head. 

"What month? What are you guys talking about?" Nightwing asks.

Bart looks to me. I shake my head ever so slightly, telling him not to explain. At least not the full story. 

I don't really want them to know about the month that I was held captive by the Reach and literally tortured because I wouldn't speak. The month where I was unconscious most of the time, and in the time that I was awake, I was being used as a human guinea pig. They did some of the same stuff that the Reach from now did. 

But I have this one memory of a Reach scientist giving me some sort of solution through an IV. Could that have been them giving me the metagene? 

Bart speaks up, "Um, a few months before we came back to the past something happened. Maybe it's related to the metagene." 

"What happened?" Barry leans forward to rest his arms on his legs.

I shake my head vigorously.

"Can we get back onto the topic about me having superhearing and- what did you even call it?" I sign. 

"The tests show that you have superhearing and umbrakenisis, or shadow manipulation," Barry explains.

Bart gingerly sits next to me, careful to leave me some personal space, "Which kinda explains why everything was so loud to you and the way the shadows moved at the Garrick's house." 

I nod my head. 

Nightwing moves from his position of leaning against the door, "We can teach you how to use your powers. Superboy has superhearing, and maybe I can help you with your shadow manipulation."

"How?" I ask. 

"Um, honestly I don't know, but I can figure something out. Just know that there are people here to help you," Nightwing scratches the back of his neck sheepishly.

I nod my head. 

Well, this is going to change things.

A/N

Chapter 10! Delilah has POWERS! It honestly took me FOREVER to figure out her powers, but they aren't just random. They will serve a purpose in the plot. I'm on my Winter Break, so hopefully I can get some more writing done. Also, quick question. Do any of you guys read Percy Jackson? Because I may decide to throw in a few references or Easter eggs. Just saying...If y'all have any constructive criticism or just anything to say in general, please put it in the comments. I love it when I see comments on my story because it reminds me that people are (hopefully) enjoying it. Anyways, I'm rambling. I'm gonna go downstairs and eat a cookie or something. Okay bye!

Remember to get traught, stay whelmed and feel the aster!

~ Ann