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Lily moodboard [gold + black]
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Emma Teague belongs to @call-me-emma / @chi-townbatgirl
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Avery Yu belongs to @audreyandherocs / @audreythetealovingcat
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Lily: My sister sent me a get well soon card :)
Kamille: She's not sick, I just think she could do better.
have no fear, princess for the moon is always watching and you are a child of the moon. the moon shall protect her children.
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Lily through the years...
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Cold
Summary: Thunderstorms wake Lily up without fail.
Type: Angst
Warnings: it’s just.... kind of depressing
Word Count: 1057
MASTERLIST
It was the first crackle of thunder that woke her. Like a switch, her eyes opened and all drowsiness drained from her body. The droplets of rain, once gently caressing her windows, now became a torrential downpour, splashing onto the glass violently.
Lily pulled her duvet off her body, shivering slightly as her naked skin came in contact with the cool air. Although her apartment was heated, it was still so cold, or perhaps it was just her heart. She didn’t bother to turn on her lamp and instead moved towards the large, stainless windows. She drew the curtains away fully, and there, unfolded before her, was the city of Gotham; still so alive, still so vibrant, and still so busy.
Yet even when in one of the largest and busiest cities in the world, Lily still felt so alone, maybe even more alone than ever. The people that surrounded her were just white noises, filling the space around her but never filling the space in her chest, a space that grew larger and larger every hour.
And she wanted to give up. She wanted to scream, and cry, and she wanted someone to help. It was so simple. Just a word, and everything would spill out.
Yet Lily couldn’t find it in herself to utter a single word. She couldn’t even lift a finger for herself. Somehow, all that distress was bottled up inside of her, with no way of coming out.
A white flash filled the sky, illuminating the city for a blink of an eye and drowning the city in its brilliance. A second later; thunder. It was even louder than the one that woke her up. And just like that, the scene fell back into place. After one brief moment of change, the world was the in order again.
No one even batted an eye.
“It’s almost peaceful,” said a familiar voice beside her, “all the way up here, away from the chaos of the world.”
Lily didn’t need to turn and look to see who it was.
“Yes,” she whispered, “it is.” The presence comforted her. It was still cold, but she could pretend that things weren’t the way they were, even just for a little moment.
“Is this what death is like?” she asked quietly, in a voice that matched the vulnerability of a child, “to be here while the world destroys itself.”
“I can’t tell you that. It’ll ruin it for you when you… well, die.”
Lily found it in herself to laugh a little. The sound was a stark contrast to the silence she always found herself in, the silence that met her most of the day, the silence that she was painfully used to.
“Then I’ll assume it’s just like this,” Lily stated, “it’s much better than life.”
Yes, it was much better than life. She would be in this oasis, away from the pandemonium below. She wouldn’t have to worry about meeting expectations, keeping up an image for herself, or disappointing people. She would have no one to answer to. In death, there would be freedom.
But was it still as lonely?
“Is it warm?” Lily inquired once more, “is death warm?”
There was silence for a minute, and Lily was afraid that she was alone again. The cold was seeping into her chest now—or was it seeping out? These days, she couldn’t tell anymore. She wanted to reach out and hold a hand, or feel a warm body underneath her skin to reassure her that she wasn’t on her own anymore.
But she was.
“Anything is warmer than life,” came the whispered answer.
“What is the point of my life?” Lily asked, her voice simply tired and defeated, “I’m not special. No one needs me. I play no role in anything. I don’t belong anywhere. I doubt I would be missed if I was gone, so why?” Lily finally gathered enough strength to turn, and her eyes stung with unshed tears.
“Why am I still here, mum?”
Lily’s mother gave her child a melancholy smile. She was still as beautiful as Lily recalled. She felt lucky to look so much like her gorgeous mother. She hoped that she could only be just as kind and strong.
“My child,” her mother cooed, “when the time comes, you’ll know.” Her smile widened slightly and there was that shine in her chocolate-coloured eyes that Lily adored so much.
She reached out to caress Lily’s cheeks, and Lily leaned into her hand. Yet even when the hand came into contact with Lily, it was still so cold. It wasn’t warm like a human touch, like her mother’s touch. It was as bitter as the rest of the room and the rest of her body.
Lily shut her eyes tightly. She desperately reached out to feel something, anything, but all that greeted her was this terrifying void of absolutely nothing. No sensation, no emotions, nothing.
“I miss you,” she uttered, “I miss you so much mum.”
“I know petal,” her mother responded in that same gentle voice she always used, “I know.”
Lily reopened her eyes and stared at her mother, attempting to memorize every single detail she could of the wonderful woman. That kind smile, those encouraging eyes, the way her nose scrunched up when she laughed; anything and everything. She didn’t have any photos of her mother, so all she had to rely on were memories.. and even that was slowly fading away.
Lily placed her hand over her mother’s, even when she knew she was simply holding air. Her vision was blurry.
“I’m sorry,” she managed to say, her voice cracking on the second word, “I’m sorry mummy. I-I’m so-so sorry—“ she tried to blink her tears away but her vision was failing her like her voice, “I-I’m sorry I disappointed you—“
“Shh,” her mother hushed her, “it’s okay…” she lifted her hand to caress Lily’s hair, “it’s going to be okay.”
Another flash of lightning enveloped the city, this time with thunder following directly behind. Once again, for a fraction of a second, the world changed. When the light disappeared, the world fell back into place.
A single, lone tear escaped Lily’s eye and cascaded down her cheek.
“No,” she cried, shaking her head, “no it’s not.”
But she was by herself, and it never felt colder.
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“You should be proud, my dear.”
Avery Yu belongs to @audreyandherocs / @audreythetealovingcat
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“All of this is happening because of me!”
Emma Teague belongs to @call-me-emma / @chi-townbatgirl
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“All because they do not wish to see others suffer the way they do.”
Emma Aiden Teague belongs to @call-me-emma / @chi-townbatgirl
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The wedding playlist for Guns n’ Lilies’ wedding~ Okay, so I haven’t written anything about it yet, but I have indeed planned it!
They will be having three ‘weddings’.
The first is a simple one, not really a wedding ceremony I would say. It’s a spontaneous one, just the two of them, with Wonder Woman to officiate it.
The second one is the Western wedding, which takes place in a chateau in the French countryside. The theme will be gold and white (of course), with flowers being the central piece of decoration.
The third wedding is the Khmer wedding, which takes place on top of a mountain in Cambodia. The theme for this wedding is celestial; the moon, the stars, the night sky~
Fears
A/N: I literally wrote this A YEAR AGO and have never posted it... WELP. This was in the early days of Lily’s development and so her story and stuff have changed since then but this is still a angsty nice piece so I thought I’d post it.
Summary: When Jason is trapped in his own nightmare thanks to the fear toxin, the Waynes, desperate to save him, have no choice but to call Lily... Jason’s ex.
Type: Angst
Warnings: Blood, depictions of violence
Word Count: 5060
Annabella Wayne belongs to @the-shadow-of-atlantis
Faith O’Neal belongs to @melyaliz / @insideoflit
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MASTERLIST
Jason couldn't look away. His body betrayed him and his eyes were glued to the crowbar as it was lowered repeatedly, making contact with the small body that curled into a ball on the cold concrete of the warehouse.
“S-Stop!” he cried, desperately, breathlessly. The air in his lungs had left and he was shaking in fear now but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the gruesome scene no matter how sick it made him feel.
“J-Jason…” his sister’s voice was small and feeble, and very weak. It sent jolts of fear into his rapidly beating heart.
“Hang in there Annie! Hang in there!” he screamed, trying to make himself do something, to help her, to save her from the fate he had suffered.
But his body didn’t respond. It was as still as a statue and no amount of effort could move it.
“Stop! Stop hurting her!” Jason yelled at the Joker as he swung the crowbar at her body, causing something to crack. The menacing villain only laughed maniacally and shook his head while revealing a sick, twisted smile.
“Now why would I do that?” he questioned, twirling the blood-coated weapon around mindlessly. His grin was wild and sadistic. He enjoyed inflicting pain upon others--that sick bastard.
Jason could only listen and watch helplessly as the monster broke every single bone in his sister’s body.
And her cries tore him apart.
“He’s not waking up!” Annabella cried, frustration getting the better of her. She ran her fingers through her hair as tears welled up in her eyes. She was upset, angry and frustrated; upset that she had to watch her favourite brother suffer, angry at the villain who did this to him and frustrated that she had no power to help him.
Dick gritted his teeth and shook his head. “It’s no use! He’s got a large dose of it in his system.”
“Then do something!” Annabella exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air, “anything!”
Bruce was by Jason’s side, his posture calm but his eyes telling a different story. The rapid beeps from the heart monitor told him that whatever cruel nightmare Jason was trapped in, it was bad. In fact, you could see it on Jason’s pained face and how he was struggling on the cot he was on.
They had tried everything to get Jason to snap out of it but it seemed he had incredibly deep fears. When his demons latched onto that fear, it was difficult to bring him back. In fact, it was near impossible and if this continued, it could prove fatal for him.
Annabella was still freaking out as Dick and Tim frantically raced back and forth. Cass and Damian were watching anxiously, often moving to check up on their brother and fidgeting. Alfred was on the Batcomputer pulling all the data on the Toxin in Jason’s body. Everyone was tense and some were panicking but nobody was making progress which elevated the utter frustration of each person in the cave.
Suddenly, the heart monitor ceased to beep and instead made one continuous noise as the dreaded straight, horizontal line appeared. Annabella gasped and gripped Jason tightly.
“Jason?!” She started to do CPR, pumping his chest repeatedly. “Come on… come on Jas, don't give up on me now.” Her tears were falling and her hands trembled but she refused to give up.
After a minute of absolute horror, they heard a beep, followed by several more that told them his heart was beating again. They all sighed in relief, some even falling to their knees as they released the breath they didn't know they had been holding.
“What are we going to do?” Tim asked helplessly.
Bruce glanced at Jason, before furrowing his brows together as he thought of some possibilities. However, only one plan seemed helpful enough for this situation.
“Lily,” he said firmly, “we need to call Lily.”
The mere mention of the woman made Annabella turn cold. “Why do we need her? Do you want to make Jason’s condition worse?” It was obvious the female Wayne wasn't a fan of Lily, not right now.
“We have no choice. She helped Faith last time, remember?” Bruce reasoned. “She has the power to reach out to Jason in ways none of us can. She’s his best chance.”
“Do you think Jason would want to see her after she broke up with him?” Annabella scoffed, crossing her arms stubbornly. She and Lily used to be great friends, but that all changed after Lily left Jason, breaking the poor man’s heart. Seeing how broken Jason was, Annabella developed a dislike for Lily for being so heartless.
“Little bat... I think Bruce is right.” Dick said slowly. “Lily can help. She knows how to bring people back to reality.” Seeing that she wasn't responding, he added, “this is for Jason as well. Think about it.”
After much consideration and a long silence, Annabella sighed in defeat and nodded numbly. “Call her.”
Underestimated
Summary: In an alternate universe, the world is ruled by VOID, a crime syndicate with three leaders. The Justice League are rebels fighting against their regime, and they just caught one of the leading figures of VOID.
Type: Evil AU
Warnings: None
Word Count: 2101
Emma Teague / Black Sapphire belongs to @call-me-emma / @chi-townbatgirl
Avery Yu / Phantom belongs to @audreyandherocs / @audreythetealovingcat
MASTERLIST
The world was scared.
The world feared their great rulers, the ones that oppressed and dominated with an iron fist. They were merciless, they were tyrannical and they would never hesitate to kill. In fact, they take pleasure in doing so.
Stories of their diabolical ways were whispered from one ear to another in an attempt to stop any rebellion, to stop anyone from even thinking against them. To the citizens of the universe they weren’t merely leaders, they were gods and should be treated as a higher being. They were fearless, they were untouchable and most of all, they were unstoppable.
Yes, the world was terrified of them, as they should be.
“My lady,” a messenger scurried over to the foot of the grand throne where a masked figure was seated and kneeled to the floor, “the rebels have captured one of the bases on the east coast,” he informed in one shaky breath, “they have… captured our troops.”
The woman stirred on her throne, her movements slow yet minimal. No one in the room dared to take a breath for they did not know if she was angered or not. The haunting mask concealed all expression and not one part of her face was visible except for the sides of her head.
“Is that so?” she finally spoke, her voice even, “pity.” The lack of empathy in her voice caused the messenger’s eyes to widened.
“A-Are we not going to do anything about it, Lady Phantom?” he inquired hesitantly, “they are our troops, valuable ones and we should… launch a counterattack, s-show them our power!” He tried to reason with her. The guards in the room collectively sighed.
“No, we are not,” Avery responded, “we have the entire universe under our control. A show of power is not necessary, wouldn’t you agree?” Her tone was mocking as she stated the rhetorical question.
The messenger shook his head but the stubborn fool wouldn’t let it go. “B-But My Lady, the base is vital for control of the region.”
“Say something we don’t already know will you?” said another voice. Footsteps were heard and everyone caught the flash of black and blue. They tensed at the arrival of one of their generals.
Emerging from the shadows was Emma, her mahogany hair tied neatly back and her hand on her sword. She approached the messenger and stopped right in front of him. “Enlighten us,” she ordered.
He stared at her with wide eyes, at a loss of what to say. He had never been in the presence of two generals before and he didn’t know whether to be honored or horribly frightened. With a gulp, he found his voice, “the base contains information on our other bases, secret traveling routes, power grid, plans, everything. I-If they get access to those files--”
“Do you take us for fools?!” Emma exclaimed, causing the messenger to flinch back, “we know. We already have our best technicians on the case.”
“But what if the Justice League--”
“Justice League?” Avery laughed, “is that what those traitors are calling themselves now? Oh they do amuse me.”
The messenger was in shock. It was all just some game to them, he couldn’t believe it. Lives were at stake here yet they were… laughing.
“O-Our troops,” he finally mumbled, “our troops are still there. T-They will be killed.”
Emma rolled her eyes at his concerns. “Those cowards will never possess the power to end a life. Besides…” her eyes grew dark, “troops are disposable,” with a strike of her sword that no one saw coming, blood spurted out of the messenger’s mouth and he fell head first to the floor, “like you.”
She sheathed her sword after getting rid of the blood of her latest victim. Behind her, Avery released a tired sigh. “You will stain our floor.”
Emma turned to her friend with a slight look of annoyance. “Then put our workers to use,” she said with no remorse of the poor soul she took the life of.
As the guards were put to use in removing the body and cleaning the blood, Avery asked, “that simple minded creature knows nothing, does he?”
Emma shrugged. “Even if he knew Lillian was in that base, would he have cared? He seemed more concerned about the troops… and remind me to punish them for their worthless set of skills once we recapture the base.”
Avery’s sinister smile made an appearance. “Who would I be if I didn't?”
“Why do we need to bother with such an elaborate plan when we can simply annihilate the rebels?” Emma sighed, leaning against the pillars, “it is not as if they are an actual threat.”
“No, they're not,” Avery agreed, “but we must get as much information out of them as we can. Besides, you know how much Lillian enjoys playing with her meals.”
A smirk made its way to Emma’s face. “She ought to eat it soon, or else I may take it from her.”
“Careful now, we don't want her upset,” Avery warned, “she’ll have her way with them. She’s better than any of us at getting it out of them. All we have to do… is wait.”
“My favorite pastime,” Emma commented, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Meanwhile, on the east coast of what used to be the symbol of freedom, the rebels who called themselves the Justice League were discussing their next plan of action. Seemingly, they had the upper hand now, at least in the area. They took the most vital base of operations, gained access to all files and the database, held in custody the troops and workers and most importantly of all, they had one of the three generals behind bars.
The General known as Nightshadow didn’t show her face often on the battlefield, therefore much of her powers remained a mystery. Their intel suggested that she was their chief strategist and it made sense for she reacted to the attack like a diplomat, not a fighter. They caught her before she made her escape and her shocked face gave them a sense of pride. She didn’t expect to be outsmarted.
Now, she was locked in a holding facility underneath the base and while many celebrated this victory, others questioned it.
“It’s too easy,” Batman muttered, “they’re smarter than this. They wouldn’t let us take it so easily.”
“They’re also prideful, and arrogant,” Superman stated, “maybe they were too overconfident, let their guard down?”
“I find that highly unlikely.”
“Boys, focus on the task here,” Wonder Woman scolded, “we’re not here to debate on the credibility of our success, we’re here to talk about Nightshadow. Batman?”
Batman nodded and pulled up all the information he had on the general, which was not much, “her real name is Keo Lillian--Keo being her family name--born in Paris, France and lived on the streets most her life. Her mother was murdered when she was four. At one point, joined the French mafia and rose to power… became their leader and was recruited.”
“That’s not much,” Martian Manhunter commented, displeased.
Batman shrugged. “That’s all we have,” he turned to the alien, “think you can get more?”
“I can certainly try,” Martian Manhunter responded. He made his way down the facility into the restricted area, where they kept their prisoners.
The most secure cell held the general.
Once he was in front of the cell, Martian Manhunter took time to observe her. She didn’t seem of her nationality but she was absolutely breathtaking. It was easy to fall in love with her.
“General Nightshadow,” he began, “what an honor.” She acknowledged his presence but in no way did she made any response. “You do understand you are in a tight position here. You’re captured, lock in a holding cell and your facility has been compromised,” as he explained her position, he tried to pry into her mind, “why not you help us, and we’ll help you?”
She tilted her head to the side, her eyes seemingly staring into his soul. “You don’t believe that, do you? Why would you help me, your enemy?” a small laugh left her red lips, “no, you wouldn’t help me.”
“VOID wouldn’t help their enemy,” he continued, mentioning the name of the crime syndicate that seized the world, “but we will. We stand for peace, for hope, for--”
“Justice?” she finished, a tiny smirk dancing on her lips, “quite the name you have come up with. Whose idea was it?”
Martian Manhunter winced slightly as he finally entered her mind, seemingly crashing into it like he would a plane into the sea. However, she didn’t seem to notice the intrusion so he played it off. “It was a collective vote.”
“The fact that you all agreed to something so…” she struggled to find the word, “dull-witted irks me more than anything else to date. Perhaps you can come up with a better name? One that doesn’t sound like you were barfed out of some comical children’s book.”
The insult didn’t faze the alien as he was more focused on her mind. She had an excessive amount of information and it was overwhelming, perhaps too overwhelming. Everything came to him at once--something that never happened before… and why wasn’t she fazed by this? Why was it only him?
The blaring of the alarms brought him out of her mind and back into reality. His eyes widened as he heard explosions and gunfire.
“You should join your friends up there,” the general suggested in an eerily calm voice, “they’ll need your help.”
Martian Manhunter gritted his teeth and quickly left the underground prison, but he stopped in his tracks when he heard her ask, “did you enjoy prying through my mind?”
When he glanced at her, she was smiling. It wasn’t a kind smile, it was one that promised death upon them all.
No one saw VOID coming.
One minute, not even a leaf rustled in the wind. The next, chaos rained upon them. They appeared out of thin air and showed no mercy to whoever stood in their way. Leading them were their brilliant generals.
They were a force to be reckoned with, the two generals who were much more well known. General Black Sapphire could never be seen in battle. She was a whirlwind of blades that brought death to anyone near her. She spared no one, even those who begged for their life. Phantom wasn’t any more merciful. If faced against her, she would tear anyone and anything apart within a blink of an eye.
To think that the rebels had a chance was idiotic. They never stood a chance.
Superman clicked his tongue and went to strike Emma but with one swift hand, she intercepted his attack and sent him flying across the compound. Green Lantern made his constructs to counter Avery but it was no use. She destroyed them all and in a moment of pure malevolence, she ripped his arm right off, deeming that simply taking the Lantern ring wasn’t enough to teach him a lesson.
It had only been ten minutes, but in that ten minutes the two generals had single-handedly destroyed the rebellion’s greatest warriors. Loyal VOID troops, raised personally by their generals, took care of the rest of the rebels.
“How--how are they so strong?” the Flash demanded, wiping blood off his forehead. Even his speed was no match for Emma.
Black Canary and Green Arrow were about to answer but Phantom silenced them quickly, shocking everyone by her unexpected attack, literally. The Justice League knew it was hopeless, but they were not one to back down or give up. They had a plan, they always did.
And if they didn't, they weren't going down without a fight.
Suddenly, everyone stopped. The VOID troops finished off the last of the lowly rebels, leaving only their strongest.
“This is when the fun begins,” Emma said delightfully. She grinned as she began to circle the fallen League.
“Wait,” stated Avery, looking at the facility, “Nightshadow?”
“I got everything we need,” said Lillian, walking towards the League as if she had never been captured. That's when they realized she wanted to be captured.
Once she reached her friends, the League saw all three together and realized the sheer terror that they were about to witness. Never had the three generals of VOID assembled together in a battle. They were always assessed individually, but no one knew what kind of power they had as a team.
“Now,” said Emma with a spin of her sword, “shall we teach them what happens to enemies of VOID?”
Glimpse of Silver
Summary: Damian Wayne is about to meet with Silver Angel, one of the lesser known members of the Justice League. He thought he was prepared, but he thought wrong.
Type: Hero AU (Where Lily is an active hero part of the Justice League)
Warnings: None
Word Count: 1183
MASTERLIST
Damian Wayne stood by his father’s side on the roof patiently, though inside he was bouncing with curiosity. He was going to meet one of the members of the Justice League, a member who had been part of the League since she was little and had been trained by Bruce himself. Bruce refused to give more information about her, but from what Damian dug up from the Batcomputer, Silver Angel’s reputation did her no justice.
As one of the older Justice League members, membership-wise, Silver Angel didn't have such a big reputation compared to that of Wonder Woman’s, Green Lantern’s, the Flash’s or those well-known heroes. She was a silent hero, only working behind the scenes but her abilities shouldn't be underestimated. Her fighting capabilities rivaled those of her mentor’s and her intelligence was unparalleled. Her powers, however, remained a mystery to everyone to this day. Not even Bruce knew exactly what her powers were or to what extent they reach.
Damian was intrigued by the mystery that surrounded her and he wanted to solve that mystery. Her shrouded background and powers were a potential threat were she to turn against them, after all. Damian was sure his father knew that as well, which was why a powerful bond was essential when bringing her into the League.
“My apologies for making you wait, Batman.”
Damian didn't even hear her arrive until she spoke up. While he spun around with wide eyes and a defensive hand, Bruce wasn't fazed by the appearance. In fact, he seemed to know this was going to happen.
“It's fine,” he said in his usual monotonous voice, “you were in Nepal so your timing is understandable.”
Silver Angel lowered her head in respect and her eyes landed on Damian. Suddenly, he felt exposed. Something about her eyes hypnotized him, and he felt as if she was seeing all his secrets. He swallowed, not knowing if this was a good or bad feeling.
“What do you need?” she inquired to Bruce, her eyes leaving Damian, “you never call me unless there is an emergency.”
“I know, and it is,” Bruce began to explain their situation, something about all the criminals teaming up to cause havoc on the city. Damian couldn't see why he needed Silver Angel, but Bruce wanted to avoid as much bloodshed and destruction as possible. How Bruce thought she was going to do that, Damian didn't know.
Silver Angel listened carefully but her face remained passive, neutral. Damian couldn't read her expression. “I see… and you want me to talk to them.” It wasn't a question, it was a statement.
“Yes.”
“What?” Damian exclaimed, the first words he uttered since she arrived, “talk? You can't be serious. Criminals like them don't negotiate.”
Silver Angel seemed to smile under her mask. “They will with me. They always do.” Something about the way she said it unnerved him. In fact, everything about her put him on his guard.
“I’ll leave it to you Silver Angel,” said Bruce. Silver Angel lowered her head once more and after a farewell, she disappeared in a blink of an eye… literally.
“Where did she go?” Damian demanded, glancing around.
“Don't worry, that's normal,” Bruce stated, “what’s your impression of her?”
It was silent as Damian thought of was word to describe her. It was difficult, but he finally found it.
“Uncanny.”
There was a slight smirk on Bruce’s face. “Something you can't quite place, right?” Damian nodded. “It's one of the qualities that makes her dangerous. She’s doing it on purpose, you know? It intimidates her enemies, making them easier for her to manipulate.”
“Manipulate?” Damian repeated, confused.
“One of her greatest abilities is her ability to negotiate, or rather, manipulate people to do whatever she pleases,” Bruce explained, “that's why she’ll succeed in stopping the attack.”
Damian was highly doubtful but his father seemed so incredibly convinced that he couldn't help but question his own judgment. She had a mysterious, unsettling aura but he didn't think she was someone who could talk the greatest criminals of Gotham City out of an elaborate attack they most likely took months to plan. Take them on, maybe. But talk to them?
That was impossible. Completely and utterly impossible… right?
“So how did you do it?”
Damian watched as the masked vigilante crossed her legs and leaned back against the chair, contemplating how she would answer this--to be completely honest--simple question. He waited anxiously for her response for he desperately wanted to know how she did it as well.
How did she, this one woman, convince an army of criminals to stand down?
“Isn’t it obvious?” said Dick, “all she had to do was tell them not to do it.” He gave her a cautious smile.
Tim’s brows furrowed. “And they listened to her? Just like that? No questions asked whatsoever?”
As the boys continued to argue about this, Silver Angel simply sat and watched the whole thing unfold. It made Damian slightly irritated--she knew what was happening yet she wasn’t doing anything to stop it. If only she could explain herself properly, then--
“It is just as Nightwing says,” she spoke up, her voice leveled, “I told them not to do it and they listened. By the time I was finished with them, the cops showed up and arrested the majority of them.” Damian opened his mouth but she cut him off, “and yes, they let themselves get arrested, because I told them to.”
“So that’s your power? People listen to you?” Damian summarized, somewhat unimpressed. It wasn’t like he was unimpressed by her power, he just expected something more… spectacular. The power to be convincing to a borderline supernatural level was impressive, but it had the subtlety that Damian didn’t expect from someone as feared as her.
“You can say that,” she acknowledged.
“It’s more than that,” Bruce interjected, walking in with Jason--what a sight that was, “people don’t just listen to her, she doesn’t even have to speak. They just do whatever she wants.”
Damian shook his head in disbelief. “That’s impossible.”
“Is it, Robin?” Silver Angel challenged, “tell me your name.”
“Damian Wayne,” he answered without thought. Before he could stop himself, he added, “son of Bruce Wayne and Talia al Ghul.” His hand flew to his mouth and he glared at her.
“Seems it may not be as impossible after all,” she said as she uncrossed her legs and stood up, “you have a strong mind Damian, but not strong enough. Maybe next time.”
“Stop provoking him Angel, that one bites,” Jason warned playfully.
Her eyes seemed to twinkle with amusement as she said, “he won’t bite me, will you, Damian?”
“No.” The words were practically dragged out of his mouth.
“Good,” she chimed in a light tone. “Now, my work is done here. I’ll be taking my leave.” As always, she lowered her head in respect.
“Lily,” Bruce called the unfamiliar name and Silver Angel looked at him, “thank you.”
Damian could imagine the smile that appeared on her face as she said, “you’re welcome.” And with that, she disappeared.
Chapter 32 Part 2
DECEMBER
“Pamela, what do you mean I can’t have Freesias? It’s a spring flower.” I furrow my eyebrows as I look at Poison Ivy. “I am having a spring wedding.”
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Sorry I have been MIA, miss you 😘 Whats new?
Hey! No need to apologize (I’ve seen your insta, live your life gurl!). And nothing much XD I mean, I changed my blog name! And the theme! So now I’m slowly expanding to other ocs from other fandoms as well. Also, got my first job! Other than that… eh. What about you? X3
Ohhh yess girl! Tell me more about your other ocs!!
Also congrats on the job ☺️
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Oda Fuyuki (DC Universe): Fuyuki is a revamp of Camilla Yuki, and she’s basically an immortal demigod. She’s blind, but she uses her other powers to get by. She mainly uses magic as a form of combat, but she also makes potions and whatnot.
Caelestia Lucis Caelum (Final Fantasy XV): Caelestia is basically the younger sister of the main character of Final Fantasy XV, and so she has the same magical powers as him. She is more responsible than him though, and since he doesn’t like his royal duties, she is the one to pick up the slack.
Evelyn (Merlin): I can’t reveal her full name since SPOILERS but Evelyn is an apprentice who is strangely good with a sword. She also has a good relationship with the prince. When Merlin appears, her past begins to unravel and it seems she is more interesting than she lets off.
Akechi Yuna (Persona 5): AHAHAHA so based on the last name, Yuna is the sister (see the trend now?) of a character in Persona 5. She can be spotted by her red hair, but since she’s teased for it she would cover it with a hoodie most of the time. She goes to the same school as the MC of the game and sits directly behind him. They become closer when they both discover that he is actually staying at her go-to coffee shop. After that, their fate crosses more often.
Cynthia Arctus (Teen Wolf): Cynthia is Beacon Hill’s resident forensic scientist, who also has knowledge of the supernatural as she is an old friend of Derek Hale. After more than several encounters, she ends up helping the gang regularly.
Amy Stepanova (Hemlock Grove): Amy is relatively new, but she is Roman Godfrey’s best friend and one of the few people who can deal with his shit. Hemlock Grove is not exactly a normal town, so of course Amy is not normal. In fact, she was adopted into a family of Upirs (vampires basically). However, she is very much human.
yeah so that’s a list. Idk if any of it makes sense but XD