“Your tough chica, but Bane is tougher! I was sent to face the justice league. I was trained to face Super Man!” Bane gloated
“I’ll just have to get creative then” I said, flying high. I spiraled down at some what astonishing speeds and bashed Bane. I could hear the team struggling with the bombs. It was already 11:45. I kept attacking Bane, trying to get all my anger and sorrow out. This was the Bane that took my mother from me!. I kept smashing until he pulled me to the ground and kept me down, punching me. 11:58.
”Wait! I’ll make a deal!” I сказал(-а) as he raised his arm to strike me.
“What’s your offer chica?” Bane asked
“If Ты don’t blow the bombs and give the remote to my team, I will give Ты myself” I bargained.
“Hawk Girl, DON’T!” I heard Wally yell. It was followed by a chorus of protests. Bane considered for a minute.
“You make a good deal chica. Okay, I agree” Bane nodded, throwing the remote at my team. He let me up and I followed him to a car. I tripped and fell under the car. He pulled me out and shoved me in the car. I rolled down the window and looked out. The team was watching me. I waved good bye and gestured to the now leaking oil. I managed to sabotage his engine by accident while I was under there! I saw Kalder nod in acknowledgement. My sacrifice was not in vain. I knew that when I saw KF find all the bombs and Kalder deactivate via the remote. I kept the window rolled down so I could watch the scenery go by.
“Hey Bane! Where are we going?” I asked. Then I got an idea.
“No where Ты need to know” Bane said. It was risky, but I knew it would work. I looked out the window. We were on an empty road in the middle of nowhere. Perfect.
“Do Ты mind if I sing? I’m a very good singer!” I said
“Sure. Go nuts” Bane dismissed me. I started to sing; but it wasn’t a song I was singing. It was a single note that made humans sleepy. I sung it for twenty секунды before Bane passed out. I pushed him out of the front сиденье, место, сиденья into the passenger seat. Then I got another idea. I opened his door, pulled him out and threw him into a barren field. Then, so he couldn’t get back for a while, I started driving back to New York. I opened all the windows and the sunroof and turned on the radio to listen to some music. After a while of driving, I pulled into a Wal-Mart parking lot and walked over to the doors. I walked in and grabbed a cart. I walked down the gardening tools aisle, grabbed some chains, then walked down the Еда aisle and grabbed some chips. Pringles to be exact. I paid then got in the car, drove back to Bane, chained him to a tree, pulled out a permanent marker from the перчатка, перчатки box and wrote: Merry Рождество on the chips and left them with Bane then drove away.
“I’ll just have to get creative then” I said, flying high. I spiraled down at some what astonishing speeds and bashed Bane. I could hear the team struggling with the bombs. It was already 11:45. I kept attacking Bane, trying to get all my anger and sorrow out. This was the Bane that took my mother from me!. I kept smashing until he pulled me to the ground and kept me down, punching me. 11:58.
”Wait! I’ll make a deal!” I сказал(-а) as he raised his arm to strike me.
“What’s your offer chica?” Bane asked
“If Ты don’t blow the bombs and give the remote to my team, I will give Ты myself” I bargained.
“Hawk Girl, DON’T!” I heard Wally yell. It was followed by a chorus of protests. Bane considered for a minute.
“You make a good deal chica. Okay, I agree” Bane nodded, throwing the remote at my team. He let me up and I followed him to a car. I tripped and fell under the car. He pulled me out and shoved me in the car. I rolled down the window and looked out. The team was watching me. I waved good bye and gestured to the now leaking oil. I managed to sabotage his engine by accident while I was under there! I saw Kalder nod in acknowledgement. My sacrifice was not in vain. I knew that when I saw KF find all the bombs and Kalder deactivate via the remote. I kept the window rolled down so I could watch the scenery go by.
“Hey Bane! Where are we going?” I asked. Then I got an idea.
“No where Ты need to know” Bane said. It was risky, but I knew it would work. I looked out the window. We were on an empty road in the middle of nowhere. Perfect.
“Do Ты mind if I sing? I’m a very good singer!” I said
“Sure. Go nuts” Bane dismissed me. I started to sing; but it wasn’t a song I was singing. It was a single note that made humans sleepy. I sung it for twenty секунды before Bane passed out. I pushed him out of the front сиденье, место, сиденья into the passenger seat. Then I got another idea. I opened his door, pulled him out and threw him into a barren field. Then, so he couldn’t get back for a while, I started driving back to New York. I opened all the windows and the sunroof and turned on the radio to listen to some music. After a while of driving, I pulled into a Wal-Mart parking lot and walked over to the doors. I walked in and grabbed a cart. I walked down the gardening tools aisle, grabbed some chains, then walked down the Еда aisle and grabbed some chips. Pringles to be exact. I paid then got in the car, drove back to Bane, chained him to a tree, pulled out a permanent marker from the перчатка, перчатки box and wrote: Merry Рождество on the chips and left them with Bane then drove away.
"I don't wanna die!" the boy howled, digging his face into Revenge's knee.
"You have no say in the matter."
"I do." Revenge growled.
The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a нож in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.
"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"
For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.
"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.
"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, Ты too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"
Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.
"You have no say in the matter."
"I do." Revenge growled.
The assassin turned his head slightly before tossing a нож in Revenge's direction. It caught him in the chink in his armor. Literally. Revenge glared at the blood seeping from the wound. The black clad assassin continued his approach. Revenge punched him in the throat, crushing his windpipe, causing the man to stumble backwards.
"You wanna play with knives?" Revenge yelled. "Two can play at that game!"
For a second, the assassin couldn't breathe. Then, he stood up, rubbing his neck.
"No way." Revenge muttered, stepping back.
"Red Revenge. For interfering with the mission, Ты too shall feel the talons of the Court of Owls!"
Night of the Owls.
Coming Soon.
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1. Go to cartoon network
2. Scroll down until Ты see Contact us click it
3. Then in category choose Programming
4. then topic choose other shows
5. After wards type your email
6. Put the positives of why YJ should return, talk about the outcomes of having a season 3, etc....
All Ты need is an email and your good. This will work if we spam them to the point of aggravation.
Ты can use your email еще than once.
Here's my plan
1. Go to cartoon network
2. Scroll down until Ты see Contact us click it
3. Then in category choose Programming
4. then topic choose other shows
5. After wards type your email
6. Put the positives of why YJ should return, talk about the outcomes of having a season 3, etc....
All Ты need is an email and your good. This will work if we spam them to the point of aggravation.
Ты can use your email еще than once.