She closed her eyes against the darkness. There was no way around it. She was useless here.
Why do you stay when you can't help? Go home! She moaned and rolled over on her bed. 3:00 in the morning. She sighed and got up, slipping her uniform on. Screw curfew! I'll never get to sleep. She walked out of the mountain, not caring about the chilling rain. She walked into town. She knew it would be inactive. But that was better. She wanted it that way. Walking towards a building still open, she played around with the trench coat on her back, hiding the weapons on her. She entered the bar grudgingly. She wasn't a fan of drinking. But it was the only dry place she could be without worrying. She sat at a table, ignoring stares and glances.
She pulled her glasses off, shivering slightly as warmth enveloped her. She moved a little, relaxing. The music played in her ears and the sounds of the pool table echoed. She ordered a ginger ale and wrapped her icy hands around the cup. Everything felt out of place. She looked around and saw a boy sitting at a corner booth. He looked up at her then back down the notebook in his hand. She looked away and played with the deck of cards in her pocket. Cards had always helped her to think. Halfway in her turmoil, she felt eyes on her.
She looked over to see the boy looking at her. He noticed her gaze and blushed, looking back down. She smiled for an instant. But it faded as her thoughts worked up again. She looked back to her game and thought more. You're so stupid! Just go home! You couldn't even help a civilian! Call home and get on the next flight over! She sighed and took a sip of her drink. Her mind was made up. She was useless to this team. She would go back home tomorrow. She put her cards away and finished the drink, leaving money on the table. A hand covered hers. She looked up to see the boy from across the bar. She could now see it was Aroan.
“Don't give up on that dream Tara. We all need you.”
He placed a paper in front of her and walked outside. She looked down to see a picture of her. Not Midnight, not the Tara people usually saw. The real her. Being herself. She took it and ran outside. Aroan leaned against the building, holding an umbrella.
“let's head back now and Red Tornado will never know this happened.”
Tara nodded, a smile on her face.
Why do you stay when you can't help? Go home! She moaned and rolled over on her bed. 3:00 in the morning. She sighed and got up, slipping her uniform on. Screw curfew! I'll never get to sleep. She walked out of the mountain, not caring about the chilling rain. She walked into town. She knew it would be inactive. But that was better. She wanted it that way. Walking towards a building still open, she played around with the trench coat on her back, hiding the weapons on her. She entered the bar grudgingly. She wasn't a fan of drinking. But it was the only dry place she could be without worrying. She sat at a table, ignoring stares and glances.
She pulled her glasses off, shivering slightly as warmth enveloped her. She moved a little, relaxing. The music played in her ears and the sounds of the pool table echoed. She ordered a ginger ale and wrapped her icy hands around the cup. Everything felt out of place. She looked around and saw a boy sitting at a corner booth. He looked up at her then back down the notebook in his hand. She looked away and played with the deck of cards in her pocket. Cards had always helped her to think. Halfway in her turmoil, she felt eyes on her.
She looked over to see the boy looking at her. He noticed her gaze and blushed, looking back down. She smiled for an instant. But it faded as her thoughts worked up again. She looked back to her game and thought more. You're so stupid! Just go home! You couldn't even help a civilian! Call home and get on the next flight over! She sighed and took a sip of her drink. Her mind was made up. She was useless to this team. She would go back home tomorrow. She put her cards away and finished the drink, leaving money on the table. A hand covered hers. She looked up to see the boy from across the bar. She could now see it was Aroan.
“Don't give up on that dream Tara. We all need you.”
He placed a paper in front of her and walked outside. She looked down to see a picture of her. Not Midnight, not the Tara people usually saw. The real her. Being herself. She took it and ran outside. Aroan leaned against the building, holding an umbrella.
“let's head back now and Red Tornado will never know this happened.”
Tara nodded, a smile on her face.
Greg Weissman, creator of Young Justice and The Amazing Spiderman confirmed that Issue 25 of the Young Justice Comic-book tie-in is cancelled at long last. Issue 25, introducing Deadshot, Braniac, etc. will be the final issue of the comic book tie-in series.
In other news, Cartoon Network has still not released a statement on why DC Nation was so abruptly cancelled and whether the animated series will actually continue or not.
Cartoon Network signs "half-season" contracts with DC Comics. They have confirmed three have been signed. Season 1, episodes 1-13. Season 1, 14-26. Season 2, 1-10. The remaining ten episodes of Season 2 are completely finished and ready for airing, however, DC has to sign a contract with CN for the remainder of the season to be aired. If the contract fails, the episodes will most likely be released on DVD.
No official reply statement from Greg Weissman or Brandon Vietti yet.
In other news, Cartoon Network has still not released a statement on why DC Nation was so abruptly cancelled and whether the animated series will actually continue or not.
Cartoon Network signs "half-season" contracts with DC Comics. They have confirmed three have been signed. Season 1, episodes 1-13. Season 1, 14-26. Season 2, 1-10. The remaining ten episodes of Season 2 are completely finished and ready for airing, however, DC has to sign a contract with CN for the remainder of the season to be aired. If the contract fails, the episodes will most likely be released on DVD.
No official reply statement from Greg Weissman or Brandon Vietti yet.