Nancy
Fandom: DC / Young Justice
Summary: She was a Spy with no loyalty and he was a Leader who was loyal to the end.
Pairing: Kaldur x OC
Notes: So @the-shadow-of-atlantis wanted more Kaldur and I was looking over some of my old stuff from when I first started here and I missed just coming up with random short stories/ concepts.
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It started with a Laugh...
“Need some help sea boy?”
Kaldur blinked as he swung upside down from the ceiling of the lab they were breaking into. He had accidentally gotten trapped and was now trying to break free. The hooded dark figure looked at up him head cocked almost mockingly to the side. Their slender body reaching about head level. Their laugh was soft as they watched him.
“Who are you?”
“Help?”
“You don’t sound so sure.”
“Yeah well I’m not,” they said before throwing a few blades from under their cloak cutting Kaldur down. The Atlantean caught himself by his hands and back sprung from the ground and landing in a kneeling position.
“And what can I call you?”
“Nancy,” the figure said holding out her hand for him to shake. “You’re Aqua-lad.”
“Nice to meet you,” Kaldur said shaking her hand.
“They are down the hall and to the left.”
She didn’t need to say more, he knew who she meant. Nodding Kaldur took off to find his team.
It only took a few moments for the Young Justice team to take down the under down lab And a few more to realize all the data was missing.
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She was a spy. For herself. Gathering information where it was.
She was the wind there one moment gone the next. Leaving only traces of movement that couldn’t be explained.
She was a myth. Many mentioned a young woman in black leaking information to the highest bidder. Leaving it for them but never there in person. Someone they all talked about, could only guess how she appeared one moment and then was gone the next.
Kaldur knee it was the one he has met that day. He knew she was the one they talked about.
Nancy.
Such an average name for an unusual person.
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It led with a Kiss…
Kaldur raised his hands in defense as the three men advanced on him. Guns ready.
A flicker, black fading into the white room. The cloke figure was suddenly in the midst of the men with a knife Protruding from in one of their necks. The man let out a strangled choke before falling to the ground dead.
“WHAT THE!?!”
The figure turned to them before hitting something on her chest vanishing again.
Bullets opened up on the room and for a moment Kaldur through he saw Nancy flicker in and out. With the distraction, Kaldur quickly gained control getting the last two men as the rest of his team came to help him clean up the mess.
But this time he wasn’t letting her get away.
Running out Kaldur scanned the city. If he was some sort of independent spy where would he go?
Not very far apparently.
“Sshhhit” her voice was soft but obviously in pain.
“Would you like help?”
She looked up concerned and for the first time, he could see her face.
Just a young girl with short brown hair which was sticking to her face from the sweat. Her shirt was pulled up showing the deep flesh wound of a bullet.
She lunged for her cloak but Kaldur was faster pulling it away. Holding it just out of her reach.
“I just saved your life and this is how you thank me!” Nancy snapped at him, dark brown eyes hard.
“Let me help you,” he said holding out a hand as if coaxing a wounded animal. She eyed him obviously tossing around the idea.
“Ok” she finally said moving so he could get a closer look at her side. “But if you tell anyone about this I will come into your house and cut out your heart”
Kaldur chuckled as he performed some basic magic on the wound. His face only inches from her own as she watched him. Once it was done he glanced up realizing how close they were.
Gently she leaned forward and kissed him, gently but without hesitation.
As she pulled away she flashed him a smile grabbing her cloak from him.
“Thanks, sea boy, keep my secret ok?”
And with that, she was gone.
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She was a normal person. Average.
Nothing special.
But maybe that’s what made her special.
The girl who didn’t stand out in a crowd. Could be right next to you and you wouldn’t even notice her.
She heard everything, saw it all.
Yet no one saw her.
Until now.
Because that’s all he could do.
See her.
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It ended with a truth….
Maybe it was because he had trained his eyes for it. The flicker’s in the corner of his eyes. That flash of light that would change around her as she moved. At first, when he saw her at his father’s small base he had been shocked.
At first, he hadn’t believed it was even her.
Yet when he reached out and felt his hand connect with something. Only to have his legs be pulled under him. She flickered into view on top of him a knife to his throat.
“What are you even doing.”
He flipped her over so he was on top, “Stopping you.”
“No,” she said looking up at him from behind the black cloth that covered her face. “Who are you fooling?” her voice was slightly distorted, obviously using a piece to disguise herself. But it was her words that caught him off guard. Giving her enough leeway to move out of his grasp flickering out of sight.
Or so she thought but he knew her tricks by now.
He reached out pulling her to him locking his arms around her so she couldn't’ move. She let out a laugh as she elbowed him in the ribs then kicked him in the side of the head before escaping.
“What does that mean?” he called out
“You can’t con a con-artist.”
Her voice echoed around him as she faded away.
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