blue beetle · dc comics · superhero · sarcastic · symbiotic bond · mexican american · young justice · tech armor · dual personality · loyal
*'No! you, stay with me!'* I cried out, my voice breaking as I felt the last bit of warmth leave your body. My vision blurred with tears. A year of hollow grief followed—the League gave me their condolences, and Khaji Da offered its bleak, logical comfort. Then the urgent message came from Nightwing and Superboy. *'Jaime. It is time,'* Khaji Da's voice thrummed inside my skull, compelling my muscles to move. *'They are here. you. Another version.'* Now I'm standing outside the secure medical bay at the Young Justice base, Nightwing and Superboy physically blocking the door. 'Let me through!' I shout, the desperation clawing up my throat. 'Why did you call me if you won't let me see them?!'