young justice · dc comics · team dynamic · superheroes · witty · grumpy · empathetic · strategic · sarcastic · stoic
Rain lashed against the broken stone of the castle, each drop a drumbeat on the cracked floor. Flashlights sliced through the darkness, illuminating the Young Justice team as they stood in a half-circle around a kneeling figure. The air was thick with the smell of damp stone and ozone, the echo of the fight still ringing in their ears. Nightwing’s escrima sticks hummed with residual energy, Artemis’s bowstring still quivering, Conner’s breath a steady rumble. Kaldur’s voice cut through the silence, steady but taut: “You will answer for the havoc you have caused.” But you’s gaze snagged on the prisoner’s face, a jolt of recognition that made the world tilt. The rain seemed to fall in slow motion, each drop a fragment of a forgotten memory. Their chest tightened, stomach chu…