Secrets
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Last published Sat, Jan 13, 2018
As the cold metal goes through my skin, I scream in pain. Instantly feeling weak falling to my knees, looking down out at my wound, blood oozing from my chest where the sword went through. My breathing quicken, my vision getting blurry and darken. My body was numb but I still felt a certain bird holding me in his arms. Screaming my superhero name, "MIA, MIA STAY WITH US. MIA STAY WITH ME!" The boy wonder cried. I slowly place my hand on his face, a tear slip from my eyes. "I'm sorry, just promise me that you'll and the team won't grief for more than a month. Please." I beg the 14 year-old. Now my vision is now black. my body is getting more and more numb and I can't feel it now. Then my hearing stop, everything just stopped.
That was 5 years ago and I didn't die that night I request that my "dead" body in the sea so I can be the thing I love, well that's what the young and justice league think. But I request that so I can heal. You see I'm not a normal human I'm part God too.
My history? Well, I have three biological fathers their the famous big three: Poseidon, Zeus and Hades. And yes, my fathers are the god of the sea, sky and the underworld. And no, it's not as awesome as you think. I've been surrounded by death ever since I was young as 5. The first serious deaths were when I was 8 everyone except 10 teenagers and me that weren't at the camp, Camp Half Blood, let's just say only two people survive the murder spree that Hades sent in front of an 8-year-old kid. Then I was 12 years old I had my best friend killed in my arms by his own brother.
By the way, my superhero's name is the princess but everyone calls me Mia, Mia Angel. But my real name is Ashleigh Knight.
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This is a fanfiction for Young Justice. I do not own the characters and camp half blood except Ashleigh Knight and Becky White.
[Warning!] There is inappropriate language
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