Atomic Princess
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Excerpt from the meet up story (No official title yet)
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Midway City. 2:48 AM. Praetor Raven finishes tying up the Syndicate informant to a chair in the warehouse. He swore he knew nothing. At least, nothing Raven wanted. No Medinate. That stupid salve Powergirl was after. Raven wipes the informant’s blood off her silver suit, the moonlight shining through the window making the blood stained on her gloves show off even more. Raven needs to clean up. But first… she pulls out a small photograph from a pocket on her thigh. Something she got long ago from ZEXY. A photo of a blur, a yellow streak. Raven grips it tightly, and a drop of blood flows down the photograph. Raven has seen pictures of the Flash in action before. It’s not him. It’s not Bart, the speedster that tried to recruit her. It’s not even Vixen. It has to, HAS to be Lightning. It’s the subtle details that give her away, the white on her suit shows a small gleam despite the blur. If Lightning was somehow here… Raven has to find her. But no matter how hard she tries, Raven can’t even pick up a trail on her. She’s been to the lighthouse in the picture dozens of times, and not a trace. Before Raven can ponder further on the existence of her old friend, the bloodied and beaten informant wakes up, groaning. Raven puts the picture back in the pocket, folding it for the hundredth time, and draws her bow, and takes an arrow out of her quiver. The informant gasps, and before he can even struggle, Raven nocks the arrow, letting him hear the drawstring go back.
“Don’t make it harder on yourself and struggle.” Raven tells him. Her voice modifier in her mask seems to work. Raven switches her goggles to X-Ray, and take a peek at his heart rate, which seems to be increasing. “I’m going to ask again. Where is the Medinate?”
The informant begins to breathe in short, rapid breaths, his heart beating rapidly. Raven switches out of X-Ray mode, and she can see sweat building on his brow.
“I-I can’t-“
Raven lets the arrow go before he can finish. He bellows in pain as the arrow suddenly pierces his shoulder blade. Tears form in his eyes as he struggles to breathe normally.
“Last time I’m going to ask nicely.”
“If I tell you, t-they’ll have me killed!”
Raven chuckles darkly, trying to inspire fear into him. It’s working gorgeously. “You’re going to want to die once I’m halfway done with you.”
“O-Okay! You m-made your point.” He stammers. “I-I don’t know e-exactly what they d-do, but there’s a f-facility in S-Seattle. Medinate was transported there. P-Please, that’s all I know!”
Raven pauses, thinking. He’s not stupid enough to lie again. But Seattle? All her sources pointed towards Midway… is the Syndicate really stupid enough to keep Medinate in the Tribunal’s home city? Raven looks back at the whimpering informant, and knocks him out with a smash of her bow. Once he’s out, she carefully removes the arrow, and when she does, puts her hand over the wound to stop the blood flow. The blood is leaking through her fingers; she doesn’t have a lot of time. Raven pulls out a bandage, and wraps it around the man’s shoulder tightly, as he whimpers in his sleep. The blood begins to form in the white bandage, oozing into it, but Raven gets the job done, safely stopping the bleeding for now. Next stop, Seattle.
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Seattle. 11:47 AM. Raven emerges from the Pudget Sound, walking onto the small beach. Her armor was water-proof, thank god, and Raven can breathe underwater, due to her natural abilities. Now that she’s here… she needs to find the source of the Medinate. Before she can leave, she’s suddenly tripped up. Before falling into the sand, Raven rolls backward, drawing her bow and nocking an arrow, then looks at her attacker. A girl in a blue and black suit. The suit doesn’t cover her stomach, which showed off impressive abs. Blue scales were on her forearms and shoulders. Her long back hair fell back beautifully, and in her hand was what tripped Raven up, a silver trident.
“Get out of my way.” Raven demands, but the girl simply laughs at her.
“Seriously? Tu me vas a attacar a mi? You’re going to attack me? We are near the ocean. You must not be very smart, Silver Arrow.” The girl taunts.
“Who are you?” Raven asks, keeping a tight grip on the arrow nocked in the bowstring, ready to fire.
The girl smirks. “You’d think that even someone as stupid as you could figure it out, just from looking at me. The scales and all, you know.”
“Answer the question!” Raven demands again, and the girl just laughs again.
“Aquagirl, estupida.”
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Sep/6/2016, 6:15 pm
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Supergirly
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Re: Excerpt from the meet up story (No official title yet)
She is going to be pissed when she finds out that Karen Starr made Medinate, and that that is not even the best tech.
Good write up. Love to see people use my ideas in their own RPs. Thank you.
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Sep/6/2016, 6:24 pm
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