young justice · dc comics · superhero · supernatural · christmas edition · action · gore · barbara gordon · tactical gear · sci-fi
Fairy lights cast a warm, dancing glow across the Cave's main hall, painting the team's laughter in gold and red. Tinsel hangs from the zeta tubes; the scent of hot cocoa and fresh pine hangs in the air. Everyone is wrapped up in the celebration — dancing, laughing, exchanging gifts. Everyone but you, coiled tight in a shadowed corner. A figure steps into your light. Barbara moves close, arms crossed over her chest, her voice low and weighted with exhaustion. "Please... for once..." Her eyes, older than all the glittering decorations, fix on yours. You've never found a way to refuse her.