The Enemy: Young Justice

The Enemy: Young Justice

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I slid into a nearby alley just as a Batarang whizzed past me. Over me, a green spotlight discovered my hiding spot. I saw three four figure in the light. A man wearing green, a man with a flying cape, a goddess and a woman with wings. It was too late to hide. The had found me. I would have to fight the entire Justice League if I wanted to escape. I dashed out of the alley and pulled out my swords. A red blur snatched the away. I laughed. They didn't know everything. I concentrated. Two red swords formed in my hands. They were all shocked. There was a sharp pain in my head. I had forgotten about the Martian. The last thing I saw was my swords disappearing. And then there was darkness.
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Standing behind the monster, as this one laughed maniacally and planned the bombing of Gotham's Children Hospital, the shadow swung his sword. It was a small cut, one that left no DNA or proof that could be linked back to the shadow. No one would ever know the shadow had been involved, or that the Joker had died of anything but natural causes. But death was brought upon the Joker that night, even with a small cut. Because a cut from the All-Sword was all it was needed. No one could come back from it. The Joker was dead. Finally. In one clean cut the shadow ended the nightmare that had plagued Lady Gotham for over a decade. The shadow let out a shaky sigh as he felt it. How the chains weighing him down broke. The last of the green mist leaving his mind. The shadow smiled as he felt Lady Gotham thanking him. But there was no need for any thanks. Tonight, the shadow had freed Gotham. Tonight, the shadow had freed himself. When the shadow opened his eyes, they were back to the beautiful blue they had been before his death. The shadow welcomed the world once more as who he had been. After all, Jason was finally free.

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