Young Justice RP :: semi lit

The moment the words "take them out" went from her lips, Jacob took charge behind Batgirl and started sweeping the left flank. He slashed, kicked, knocked aside with his wings, keeping himself from causing any mortal harm, he was like a scythe carving through the fields. All with precision, efficiency, and agility. Just like Talia taught him. Eventually, he work his way to a big hulking power-suited goon.


"You guys and your belief of big guns."


While the goon tried to shoot and brawl with Jacob, Jacob dodged his slow movements and made a stance with both blades ready. Flying with speed, he slashed the goon in half while taking its head. Looking behind him while fending off a few others, he saw it was just a robot.


If something was inside it, i'd never hear the end of it from these people.
 
The Clawed Rose released a roar of joy as she rocketed through the crowd of henchman. Her claws shredded through the armor, slicing through clothing and drawing blood. It ebbed from the wounds staining the uniforms varying shades of brownish red. The room was practically a playground all of the wooden crates provided wonderful perches allowing her to leap from place to place a blazing speeds.


One bonus of being scientifically manufactured was her loss of pain. When enough adrenaline pumped through her body she lost the ability to feel pain. She had been programmed to fight until she died and if you couldn't feel your wounds you would keep going. Rosa ignored the lagging feeling and wooziness she was beginning to feel and kept fighting.


Her steel claws dripped with blood and the henchmen stared at her nervously. Nothing was phasing this beast she could hear there worried words as they watched her waiting for her next move. Rosa merely smiled her white canines flashing as she growled. They mass in front of her took a step back and many dropped their guns begging for their lives. At that moment a sound that could be explained as BOOM filled the room. It reverberated off the walls making her chest feel as if it were vibrating. After that the sound of rubble hitting metal filled her already ringing sensitive ears. At the last moment she saw Singularity being covered in stones. The henchmen were already fleeing and she might as well try and help as best she could. She bounded to the rubble landing on one of the larger boulders.
 
Troy flew with the speed of a race horse on steroids around a small group of goons causing them to get dizzy and fall over. Wonder Boy then turned to face a goon with a machine gun and he started firing and Troy deflected all the bullets in the first clip. When the goon went to reload Troy punched him in the gut and he flew into the wall and slid down and hit the ground.
 
The remaining henchmen hunched together in groups, fearing for their lives. Batgirl punched the last rebel in the throat then spun around behind him, pulled him backwards by the hair, and jammed her knee into the goon's spine as he fell. There was a sickening crunch. She scowled at the goon crumpled on the ground. Batgirl got back to business, she had the rest of the henchmen rounded up into one large group then slide another canister of plasma rolling under their feet. It exploded and trapped the goons together in an inseparable net, bunched together.


"Lets move." she growled, disgusted by the group of the pathetic excuses for humans before her. Batgirl picked her way to the other end of the room. Crates full of imported valuables and such gave way to large personal safes, metal containers, and less important looking vault doors lining the walls. The room was quite long, the pathway went on several hundred feet before ending at a huge vault door. Now up close, Batgirl was able to inspect the numerous marks of abuse and damage the vault door had taken. The door wasn't actually left cracked slightly open, but ripped off of it's massive hinges and placed carelessly back over the frame--enough to as to not allow even a child size to slip through. The door had to weigh easily a couple thousand tons. She peeked through the crack. Batgirl stepped back to address the company quietly, "So the door's not going to move very easily--it was ripped off by Missuoir Malla--the giant ape. From what I could see, Two-Face, Joker, and Doc Oct are in there, most likely they're the ones running the show. I can take Doc Oct myself; I need someone to take Two-Face and Joker; and two at least to take Malla--he's probably the greatest threat right now."
 
Oracle's voice rang out in his helmet's internal speakers. "I know you are. Let me pull up some records..."There was a pause,during which Singularity heard beeps,electronic chimes,and the clatter of a keyboard,and he could have sworn he heard the clicking of a mouse. Damn,she works the keyboard fast. I wonder if she's a gamer...She'd kick ass at Starcraft.


"Overseas arms dealer,direct. Their bosses set up deals with an entity reffered only as "The Jackal". No genders,no numbers,not even a location,besides a record stating that their dealer is 'Across the pond'. From what I'm seeing from the Treasury's security footage is...A loop. Hold on,lemme use your suit as an antenna...""Excuse me?"


Singularity's suit hit him with an electrical discharge as Oracle fed him a power surge,and used his suit as an antenna. Warning. Outside data tunnel detected. Danger. Unauthorized data transfer detected. Active protocols subverted. Partitioning infected folders... After a moment,Oracle spoke again. "An antenna. I hope that didn't hurt." "Not at all,Oracle." Singularity fired off a text message to her system. It simply read </sarcasm> "Oh,ha ha. Anyways,I've identified RPG-7's,Browning .50's,FN Minimi's,LPO-50's,some lasers,FN P90's,C7's,and...At least one GAU-8 Avenger gatling. Wow. They really wanted this heist to go smoothly." "Gatling? Seriously? Who the hell's going to drag one of those things around!?" "No idea." "Great. Well,I'll keep you posted. Singularity out." Singularity turned off his microphone to Oracle.


Then,he heard something on the boulder. He checked his heads-up-display,and saw that the Rose was on top of the pile. He opened a link to her earpiece. "I hope you can hear me." He began to push at his stone prison,moving rocks and boulders aside. "Get off the mound. I don't want your blood on my hands."
 
"I've got Joker. I've handled him a few times. I've got a bone to pick with him since he's the one who crippled Batgirl, no offense," Troy said.
 
Mack was having a bad day at work.


It was more of a catastrophe, really, starting three hours into her shift at the United International Treasury or UIT for short.


The day started per usual with her checking into the countless security stations all the while being watched by the countless cameras. The cameras always caused eerie shivers to prick at her spine as she made the trek to the elevator. Inside, she pushed the button for the floor she started on and stuck her card against the scanner, forcing herself to look at the camera. It took the girl a lot of control not to turn invisible in situations like this, but it seemed worth it as the elevator started moving.


If she had switched swifts with Veronica, she wouldn’t be on inventory duty and she silently regretted not speaking up.


The alarm sounded, a shrill noise that made her jump and spin around in the vault she was currently checking on. Before Mack could even make it to the door to find her guards, the noise stopped and the building slightly rattled. The girl, first looked out the door and found both her guards on their talkies with the surveillance team. Or, they would have been if the line had anything to give but static and masochistic laughter in the background. Her worried eyes met with theirs, and she immediately thought of the more secure vaults below her.


Without a word of notice, Mack head towards the stairs, hurriedly cramming her card into the door and pushing her thumb up against the scan. When it beeped in error, instead of the usual warning sound it gave, the fire alarm went off and she gave a panicked look behind her. The guards had their guns up, and their backs facing her; she placed her thumb more carefully on the scanner and got the successful chime. Yanking the heavy door open, she peered up the staircase before taking a few steps in and stumbling. Another explosion, this time much closer, as she looked wearily down the steps and was relieved to see nothing.


Mack made a rather quick descent down the two flights, stepping over the rubble on one of the landings and realizing they had blown out a door. When she had reached her destination floor, she was very surprised to find that the door had yet to be blown out. That was until she heard an unfamiliar scrape of metal against metal that made her twitch and almost expect the dodgy instrument that was tossed into their comfort zone. It bounced, and it sounded like the air had popped as a grey smoke hissed from the small chamber it was cased in. A twin had joined its ranks and Mack had already stopped breathing, sliding her card through the swipe and pushing the door open just as her guards started to choke up a laugh.


As she rushed into the hallway, she heard the door swing shut behind her and the laughs inside got hysterical. Mild guilt rushed through her, but she continued through the hallways at a fast pace and her sixth sense rang in her ear. Was she being watched? Were there people on this floor? How exactly did they manage to break in? Believing her instincts, her power ghosted over her and her form became completely invisible to the naked eye.


Almost running into a group of henchmen that were taking up the main vault entrance, she count herself lucky. The girl still had a physical form, and she barely dodged crashing into one of them as she breezed through the group. Quickly making her way to the main vault, she materialized upon realizing no one had taken over the area yet. She took her id card out from its place around her neck and inserted it in the panel, turning it as her hand print was taken. The door clicked into a different position and she took her keys out of her back pocket, inserting a strange one into the panel and turning it as well. The door clicked again, and began to swing open just as she heard distinct laughter echoing from the hallway she had just come down.


Shivers ran up her spine, and she turned her key from its spot in the panel with a little force. The door made a strange noise, and started closing again; without any time for her identification, she ran for the opening and slid into the safe. Her breath eased out from her as it closed and locked, the precise amount of times it needed. Having never done it before, she wasn’t quite sure what would happen when she stopped its mechanisms. The voices became clearer but she was still unable to identify what they were saying.


Frankly, she didn’t care, as she hurriedly took off the clothes she had put on this morning and jumped into her costume. Her bulky purse held the brightly colored costume, and she was able to throw her old clothes into it. Despite not having an exact six hours, her form turned invisible once again as the door was ripped open. She immediately turned to face the villains that seemed jolly enough to finally reach their destination. Two-face, the Joker, Doctor Oct, and a gorilla that seemed to do the handy job on the door all stood a mere seven feet away from her. She paced back as they entered the space and the gorilla forced the door back into place, sniffing around suspiciously.


Next time, Mack would call in sick…
 
Everything that happened next went so fast. Deadeye was far impressed by the woman's moves. "Not bad." he thought to himself. He couldn't help but peel off her mask in his vision. He was really taken in by her pretty visage behind the mask. He didn't have a chance to reply to her after she had introduced herself after she went off to stop one of her associates. He then scanned her from head to toe and up again, admiring her bodice. It was just in his nature to 'appreciate' women. "Really nice." he whispered referring to her alluring figure.


He then noticed the other members of the team. He observed them one by one, as well as their characteristics. "Not too shabby" he said. Seeing as they were all busy with their own affairs, he just quietly followed them. This setting would certainly work to his advantage.


He didn't have to do much as everyone was involved in the action. He only had to finish off and knock out stragglers and those who were recovering. He checked his personal artillery for what he had left. "just perfect." he said sarcastically. His head swerved left-to-right like a satellite as he checked what was past the walls. He didn't like the idea of this place going down on them.


Hearing what Batgirl had to say about what's on the other side of the vault, he took a quick look for himself. His x-ray vision slowly peeled off the vault as if it wasn't there. Seeing some of the people he's only heard about. "Blimey, even that 8-armed fool is there.". Deadeye looked around the room if there was something he could use to his advantage.


"I'll just back you guys up. You all seem to have a lot of bad blood with these fellows." Deadeye said plainly but would likely to be in a suave english accent to others.
 
After all the action, Jacob couldnt help but smile. But when the Joker's name came up, he dropped what joy he had. He turned to wonderboy after he spoke.


"I want in on the Joker too, if you dont mind. He and I have a history too, and i want it all to end here." he began walking ahead of the group towards the vault doorway.


After all his training, all the years of hate Jacob endured, and the hardships he faced, he couldnt help but let the words slip out quietly.


"Time to die, you abomination."


If anyone heard him, he didnt care. He was going in for the kill, and he was not backing down.
 
After hearing another one of the friendlies, Deadeye couldn't help but comment. "Hmm. Like I said, a lot of bad blood."


In actuality, Deadeye didn't trust any one of them enough to stick his neck out for. He wasn't really used to all this goody-two-shoes and all-for-one thing. He was more of a solo act.


Deadeye was partly disappointed that he didn't find what he was looking for. He was partly just hanging around because of the dame. He'd decided that if things went south, he'd probably look for an exit. He did know that none of them would make it out if he didn't play along.
 
Rosa hated using the voice translator that Batman had created for her. It made her voice sound scratchy as if she were growling but this time she had to speak, "Don't worry about it,I'm gonna have a little fun," she replied in a gravely voice. The boulders began to shift and she stood leaping on them as they flew in the air. She began to add in flips but sadly the fun had to end and in her last jump she shifted into her human form landing gracefully on Singularity's shoulder. "How you doin' sparky?" she asked pleased that her normal seductive voice had returned. She didn't even wait for a reply before she sauntered over to the group standing by the door. Her steps were long and graceful and her whole body moved with each step. A hip would flick here, a shoulder roll there, her figure was always undulating never fully still.


Leaning against the wall she listened and decided she would take the Ape but she would need a little helper. Her eyes scanned the heroes as they argued over who received the job of the joker. "I'll take the ape thing you mentioned," Rosa said in a voice of complete boredom. She was ready to move and until this Joker business was settled there was no action.
 
Batgirl's eyes narrowed out of suspicion, "Fallen, maybe you should take Two-Face, I can't have your personal endeavors block you from the task at hand." her questioning came out more as implied but her tone made it sound as more of an order. She recognized the look she had seen in so many young heroes that went out and got tangled in the dirty plot for revenge; very seldom did it go through as planned, majority there was a costly price to pay on the hero in question. Batgirl had learned from her mistakes, revenge was never the option--it was one of the main reasons she could stand to support Batman's obsessive philosophy. she glanced around. "Are we clear?"
 
Singularity pushed the boulders aside in full,and left his stone prison,then he felt a weight come down on his shoulder. "I'm doing fine. Just a little shaken,is all." As the Rose walked off,he chuckled. "Not every day you stare down a gangster with a rocket launcher." He approached the unconcious ganster in question,and examined her features. No mask,no gang markings...Impossible to know who she worked for. He picked up the rocket launcher,and hurled it like a javelin into a nearby wall.


When he heard Batgirl reprimand Fallen,he said, "Fallen wants to provide a permanent solution to that sick bastard. And you're saying 'no'? I get the no kill rule you follow,but,come on. Some of us believe in executing the irredeemable. Myself included." He stood in front of Batgirl. "More on topic,I'll help the Rose with the monkey." He pulled his twisted,discoloured 'rifle' from his pouch. It couldn't fire,and was only useful as a club. A three tonne club. "And afterwards,I'll help whoever needs it." He walked past Batgirl and Fallen,and taken up a position by the vault door,ready to send it soaring into the room as an alpha strike. "Sound like a plan?"
 
Jacob began to tense up when he recognised the tone in her voice. Still, she had a valed point. Even Talia would agree that just because my mission is something i want, doesnt mean everything i want to do goes with it. Hearing Singularity's opinion cooled a part of Jacobs anger. At least a few people here see the big picture.


He turned to the newcomer when he spoke about the irredeemable. "Exactly my point." After he moved, he looked at Batgirl straight in her eyes. there was no love between them, but no hatred either.


"For the record Batgirl, i respect you and your bat family. I honestly do. Not to kiss ass here, but im guessing you took on a world of hell and hurt when you took up the role you chose." He took a glance at all the supers in the room. "All of you did." He faced Batgirl again. "But here's the thing. A while ago, i would have agreed that killing is wrong. and i still do, in my own way." His voice began to darken with pain "Yet how many lives has the Joker taken? How many has he corrupted? and how many more will be lost if he still walks in and out of a cell? Or other villains that play with lives out there? again, i admire how you resist the urge to kill. i honestly wish i had that strength." Jacob spread his wings a little. "Instead, i let it get the better of me, and became this. in the end, some of us are what we want to be, others are what we need to be. i didnt believe that until..."


Jacob! Focus. A ninja never lets his past interfere with his future actions. He began walking towards a spot next to Singularity, drawing his swords. "i'll handle two-face and knock him out of the round. but after i keep him disposed, i'm going for the Joker. whether you like or not, and i dont like these words. I admit i want this, but he needs to die. end of story."
 
Batgirl glared at Singularity, but addressed both him and Fallen, "I can relate to why someone would want to end another's life. But do it on your own time, don't drag others into your twisted scheme trying to get revenge. Life is hard. Period. Ending someone's life may seem like the easy way out, but when you try to avoid the difficulties, there are generally repercussions and things only get harder. There is a time and a place for revenge if you are so desperate to seek it. Right now is not one of those times," she said very deliberatly. The look in Fallen's eyes was one of deternimation, Batgirl knew there was nothing she could do to stop him--she knew where to cut her losses, he was a lost case. She continued on in a rush, "Decided on what you think you have to do and what you need to do...Every second we waste is a second closer they get to their goal. There is no time to allow personal affairs to interfer with the mission at hand. There are some things in there that are hidden from the public eye for a reason--things you wouldn't even want to know about, and things I have enough sense like hell not to talk about. There's a reason it's taking so long for them to get through that door in there, but since you insist on arguing,"


She stepped back and gestured to the huge metal vault door, "If you would, please. Your suit appears to have massive strength capabilities. The door is the last thing standing in our way to mission resolve."
 
"This door is nothing I could move it. I get the strength of Gaea from my mother. Stand back," Wonder boy said about to pull the door out of its place.
 
"I will defer to your judgement,Batgirl. However,I will make no moves to stop or impede Fallen. A dead Joker is a safe population." With that,Singularity turned on his heel,and walked away from the door,and alligned himself with the center of the door. He shouted down to the rest, "MOVE OUT OF THE WAY! I'M WEAPONIZING THE DOOR!" After putting a considerable distance between himself and the door,he sprinted at the door,leaving craters with each step. About ten feet away from the door,he leapt at it,driving both feet into it's center. As the door catapulted into the vault,taking a considerable amount of the doorframe with it,Singularity was pushed backwards,as well,thanks to Newtonian Physics. He landed behind the rest of the group,and shouted, "CHARGE!"


The door struck the central structure of the vault with a thunderous crash,creating an enormous cloud of airborne debris.
 
Batgirl ducked to the side while Singularity kicked the door down. Then she fired a grappling hook into the ceiling inside the vault chamber and flew in, catching the villains by surprise. She knocked Doc Oct off his feet, but just as quickly, his multiple metal arms compensated for him and stood him upright again. Batgirl dodged agiliy as the arms went after her. She kept her eyes trained, and didn't look around to see what everyone else was doing. There was a rumbling from under her feet, she didn't know where it was coming from and she didn't have the time to focus on it. The arms were trickly, acting as it on their own agenda with separate minds, Oct was hardly paying attention. She threw detonating batarangs, but the arms easily snatched them out of the air. Batgirl played along, keeping out of grasp, and observing Oct's fighting style, looking for his weakness, his blindspot, something Batgirl could use to exploit to bring him down. Her eyes narrowed and she smirked, enjoying the thrill of a challenge.
 
As the door was kicked in Rosa shifted once again hoping to play on the Ape's instincts. Leopards weren't a huge threat but they could definitely put an Ape in danger. She slunk into the room body low and blending in with the smoke of the rubble. She leaped on top of the huge table announcing herself with a roar. She faced the over grown monkey, "Does the Ape want to play with the pretty kitty," she purred striking out with her claws. She darted towards him weaving in between the bellowing beasts feet.
 
Suddenly,Singularity's legs fell out from under him. His knees,shins,and thighs were in intense pain. Oh,god,no... He landed on his front,thankfuly. He pushed his torso up,using his arms. He was gasping for breath,and barely containing his screams of agony. Singularity dragged himself along the floor,determined to help. All he knew was that his legs were broken in several places. If i'm bleeding,I'll know soon enough... He couldn't feel his legs,anymore. He ignored the sickening sensation,and soldiered on. Suddenly,Oracle's voice broke into his ear.


"What's wrong,Singularity? Why are you breathing so hard?" "Sir Isaac Newton...Is a bastard! Broke my own legs,kicking the vault door in." "Don't move! I'll get a--" "Don't bother. There isn't any-- Gah! There's no health monitoring equipment in the suit. Get me some medics. I'll need them." "You're still moving. I said don't move." "Sorry,getting a lot of bullheadedness on this end...I'll call you back once I'm done being stupid." Singularity terminated the connection.


He crawled into the vault. I'll make good on my goal... "HEY! DIDDY KONG! DOWN HERE,YOU ASSHOLE!" He was determined to kick that gorilla's ass before passing out. He tilted himself so he was on his right arm,and held the rifle-club above his head in his left hand. "COME ON! I HAVEN'T GOT ALL DAY!"
 
Instead of grabbing the money like Mack expected them to do, they simply stood in the center of the vault and looked at the walls. With a silent order, the group split off to different shelves and immediately starting tearing them apart, tossing the money and objects on the floor. Mack continued to back off until her back hit the wall, and she watched as they continued to flip through the files and folders and trash everything.


The girl took a moment to grab the paper out of the bag, and she flipped to the vault the villains were currently tearing apart. They weren’t just trashing things for the fun of it and she saw that the group was indeed looking for something. Two-face readily chucked a box of papers towards her and she dodged away as it hit the actual wall. The gorilla kept getting way too close to her comfort zone and she wondered if the thing could smell her.


It only took a moment, but she found what they were looking for in her itinerary and her eyes widened as she glanced at her surroundings. The joker was getting close, but sounds from outside froze the group and she made her way to contraption they were currently looking for. The sounds outside continued, but the group kept at it undeterred as she finally found the cloth covered objects near the back wall of the vault. It was separated into parts, but she dived under the sheet all the same and contacted herself with the biggest part of the experimental weaponry.


A loud crash sounded behind her, the door being opened by a large force from the outside, and both paper and debris took off into the air. The shelves fell from the force and the bed sheet flew off the weapon she had currently pressed herself against. Then, with a little more focus the machine behind her also turned invisible, it’s vanishing act masked by the cloud of dust. The girl now had a somewhat clear view of the door and she watched as a black figure swooped in, then two others followed.


One was clearly injured, yelling at the ape that had been sniffing around for her earlier while on the floor. The other let out an animalistic roar after climbing on the now empty table in the middle of the room.
 
In the light of the metal walls and shelving units, Batgirl saw Singularity on the ground--definitely something wrong. She moved her attention back to Doc Oct. It was then she saw it. An arm snapped out and grabbed her by her neck and swung her into the air, leaving her dangling. The Oct smirked from his pudgy, greasy face. Batgirl grimaced, her hands flew up to the metal arm, struggling. She smirked then hitched her legs up over the arm and forced on the arm clamp. It snapped around her neck, she was glad she had Alfred install the metal collar and shoulderblades into her cowl.
 
Wonderboy ran towards the demented Joker in the middle of the room. The Joker pulled out a combat knife and went to stab Troy but he grabbed Joker's wrist and twisted causing a gruesome crack. Joker put his other hand into his purple suit and he pulled out a 9mm pistol and pointed it at troys chest. "Wonderboy how marvelous to see you again. You still having daddy issues?" the Joker asked sinisterly with a lot of insanity. "How'd you know," Troy said sarcastically. He grabbed Joker's wrist and pulled it upwards. The Joker tried to fire on the way up but he missed and shot the vaults ceiling. "Oops," Joker said. Troy kneed the clown in the chest breaking a few ribs. The joker tried to laugh but couldn't Troy had put him in too much pain. Troy threw Joker to the ground and continued to brutally beat him.Troy continued to kick Joker in the face and in the chest when he heard a high pitch scream and the voice of Harley Quinn. "Don't you dare hurt my Mr. J!" She creamed running up to Troy with her giant mallet high above her head. Troy dodged her first attempt to hit him and then she came from behind. Troy turned around and Harley came running and when she hit Troy with her Mallet and she flew up and kicked him in the jaw. Troy fell to the ground and Harley pulled a gun on Troy and help it to his face and cocked it.
 
Jacob flew into the action while everyone was dueling their choice. His was busy ordering the goons to do what. Two-Face turned around and saw him coming.


"Company boys! I want this bird stuffed!" They all drew sub-machine guns and AK's, and Jacob wished ninja's were allowed bullet-proof armour. Dodging the bullets as they flew, he dived down and picked his targets. Slash behind, knee to the jaw, toss and cause panic, pounce on prey, disarm and take down. All his moved were systematically taking Two-Face's crew apart, until Jacob turned around blades ready with a gun barrel at his temple.


"Heads or tails, pigeon?"


"Which is the one that lets me say something before i die?"


He flipped the coin in the air and it had the clean face when it landed in his hand.


"This one i suppose. Keep it quick."


"Well i guess i tried and- OH about time!"


Two-face turned to see what was behind him, but Jacob took the chance and round house kicked his head while pushing the gun aside. Two-Face knocked out cold on the floor. Now for the Joker. Jacob turned to Wonderboy's situation and saw him being pinned by Harley. Flying with desperate speed, he crashed into her, forcing her off Wonderboy. While keeping her to the floor, he turned and said to him "Dont let him get away!" Then he returned to fighting Harley.
 
Troy got up off the ground and saw Joker crawling away. His eye was horribly bruised and swollen shut, his lip was cut and bleeding, his arm broken, and multiple broken ribs. "Really? If you can't get up and run away I think its time to quit," Troy said to Joker. Troy put his lasso around Joker's hands and feet and sat on him. "Your an idiot. You stupid clown," Troy said. "I was only trying to get the last laugh," Joker said. Then he started laughing in the maniacal, insane, evil laugh he had.
 
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