Kepper stands behind the counter. A large computer rests on the edge of the marble surface, and she is busily typing away. "SIDE KICK, NOW WALLY. NOW." Almost instantly, the computer shifts to a battle where Flash is quickly fighting against Grundy2, a large and quite dead villain. He falls backwards, and large words pop up on Kepper's screen. 'KNOCKOUT'. "Nice, Walls! Next is a Nightwing Impersonator. Can yo-" "Put me in, idiot child." Kepper smiled and clicked twice very swiftly, causing Catwoman to appear on the screen and begin fighting Nightwing2. "It'd be more fun..." She started, "If you were the real one!" Kepper rolled her eyes. "Side sweep, now." "I have a better idea, idiot." Catwoman brought around her claws, scraping Nightwing2's face with precision only granted to her by her backstory. The word 'BLEEDING' appeared above his face. "Good job, Selena. But you didn't listen. I'm swapping in OUR Nightwing now." Two swift clicks, and there appeared Nightwing. The real one. "Alright, ready, Dick?" He nodded, and brought out his two fighting sticks. Joining them as one, he quickly threw his opponent on the ground. That was it. They won. "Alright guys, great job! Come on back, that's it for today. Hey, thanks for subbing in for Raven, Selena. You can go home now." Catwoman hissed then grinned. "Catch you later, punks." And with that, she vanished. What happens behind the game, Injustice? We are the ones playing - are we not? Therefore, let's make it more interesting. Hi there. My name is Sav, and I'd love for you to venture into the marvelous game in real life. Heres the story of a girl named Kepper. Yeah, an interesting name. But here, she is a boss in a way. What happens though, when personal lives and important life-saving things collide? What happens then? Let's find out, shall we?

These are small short stories that normally range from one chapter to two in length. They have been requested by Wattpad message or by Google Plus asks. I also sometimes do Twitter asks. If you have a request, please use my messages. This way the requests stay private and are easier for me to get to. Also please keep all comments kind to others. I have zero tolerance to ignorant comments directed at other people. If you want to hate my writing that is fine. But please do not disrespect someone else for any reason.

Fanfiction of a Role Play that extended through several years. We will see you again, Jason. You were and are still in our thoughts. One day soon, my friend. One day soon.

"Hey... You ok? I saw you were a little upset earlier... Uh.. Um... Oh! Wanna hear a cool story? It may help take your mind off of the stupid people in the world." ~The Author