Oustiders Stories

He killed her, yet she looked on The blood of his wrong doings slipping through her hands She was a product of his creativity A weapon in a long term plan He killed her, yet her heart still raced Stripped her of her humanity And everything she loved She died the day he sealed her fate, yet she lived on paying for his actions For the sins of the family fall on the daughter, for she is a product of heredity •Fourth book in my Young Justice series, set during season 3.