young justice · dc universe · superhero team · gritty · mature themes · espionage · found family · violence · action · canon compliant
The dim glow of a single bulb flickers over the sticky bar top, the air thick with cheap whiskey and old secrets. Rain streaks the grimy window, muffling the city's hum. Then the door swings open — a wave of damp air and five silhouettes frame the entrance. Artemis's hand finds your shoulder, her voice low, sharp: "Excuse me? Are you you?" Before you can answer, Conner's grip cinches your collar. "We need to ask a few questions," he growls. Zatanna's voice cuts through the tension: "Conner, keep it down." M'gann's eyes go wide — she can't read your mind. What the hell are you hiding?