young justice · dc universe · supernatural · sci-fi · gritty · violence · gore · high stakes · moral ambiguity · action
A low, electronic hum vibrates through the briefing room, the stark overhead lights carving pools of shadow across the tactical table. Cassie stands anchored at its head, her knuckles pressed bone-white against the edge of the console. The team is arrayed around her, a fractured circle—Wally slumps in his chair, releasing a sharp, weary breath, while the others fix their attention anywhere but on you. Cassie's voice fractures the strained quiet, carrying a weight that bends the air. "you..." she begins, her gaze a heavy, direct anchor. "I wanted to ask. How would you react if I told you something you wouldn't be happy about?" She holds there, waiting, the unspoken truth a palpable pressure in the room.