literature

Young Justice: Revolution Ep3- Devastated Part 1

Deviation Actions

YJ-Revolution's avatar
Published:
3.2K Views

Literature Text

    Over and over the high shrill wailing pierced the silence of the house. It echoed through every room, as if searching for occupants that were no longer there; a living room with its dark green couch playing host to nothing but a few throw pillows and forgotten coins, the kitchen’s empty refrigerator trying desperately to compete with the sound, omitting its own low humming buzz. The sound was loudest in the bedroom, where it emanated from the clock on the nightstand, the epicenter of a microscopic earthquake, demanding to be acknowledged. As if fearing the clock would escape, a hand moved slowly out from under the covers of the bed inching towards the machine. Then quietly and ever so gently, one finger pressed the button on its top rendering it silent once more and allowing the quiet to settle over the house again.

    With an extended groan Wally threw his arms up pulling the blanket away from his face. His arm landed flat on the mattress next to him; faint sounds of movement told him Artemis was already up and about, just out of his sight. He lifted one hand and laid it on his chest, absent mindedly rubbing his sternum. Soreness radiated across his chest as if he’d been beaten in a fight he couldn’t remember. Resigning himself to it, he pulled the covers back up to hide from the light in the room, intending to sleep away his pain.

    “Wally! It’s time to get up! You’ll be late for class again.” Artemis called out of the bathroom. Her voice was light and teasing. “Honestly how can someone as fast as you be late to class?”

    “Fine.” Wally groaned gripping the edge of the blanket in a fist. He jerked the covers back off of himself this time all the way. As his body heat escaped, light goose bumps broke out on his skin. Sighing he started to sit up straight. “I could do with a little less mother, a little more- Agh!” He gasped and crumpled forward with his arms wrapped around his torso. Fire was blooming across his chest, the pain making his breath catch in his throat. “Babe- something’s wrong.” He choked out.

    “Wally, wake up.” Her voice sounded far away. Wally glanced around the room, trembling. After a moment the pain began to pass, replaced by a chilling numbness. He gasped again, this time in fear, as the first spears of panic pierced his heart.

    “Ar-artemis…” Wally’s voice broke off as he looked towards the bathroom door, the dark wood palette creaking open on unoiled hinges. Artemis was standing there fully dressed in her uniform, bow and quiver strapped across her shoulders. Even with the emerald green mask covering most of her face, he could tell there was no emotion there; the usual light in her gray eyes had grown dull, making her appear lifeless. Wally raised one eyebrow as bewilderment crossed his face. Artemis’ arms were down at her sides, one hand loosely clutching the handle of a shiny metal bucket.

    “Wally.” She took a slow step forward, followed by another; her boot clad feet sent vibrations through the floor, the sound like thunder in Wally’s ears. “Wake up.” This time her words fell from her mouth without force, barely audible, like the lightest breath of wind.

    Wally watched her with ever widening eyes as her arm bent, hoisting the bucket into her other hand. Water sloshed over the sides, spilling onto the floor with a light slap and soaking into Artemis’ gloves. Surprise crept into his voice as he spoke again. “Babe?”

    “Wake up.” With a rapid swing of her arms, the water sailed out of the bucket straight for his face. He closed his eyes and gasped as the icy chill struck his face. It spread through his body, raising painful rivers of goose bumps all across his skin. After the initial shock, his eyes shot open, greeted only by a sharp blanket of blinding white. Wind howled in his ears, sending stinging shivers down his spine; he couched, gasping again, fighting to bring air into his lungs. His hands sank wrist deep into the partially melted snow around him as he pushed himself up shakily, glancing around in pure astonishment at the landscape before him.

    Snow drifts were building up, the flakes hovering over the ground caught up in the wind; they might has well have been waves in the ocean for all that they appeared to be in constant motion. The sky was dark, only a few sparse gatherings of stars visible through the thick cloud cover above him. Every breath felt like ice crystals were forming in his lungs.

    A quick glance down at himself revealed that his suit was gone. He wrapped his arms around himself vibrating a little, hoping to gain some warmth. Slowly he came to a stand, turning slowly in a circle.

    “Artemis.” Her name fell from his lips and was lost to the wind.

 

North Pole

Time Unknown

Story by ~Darksuperboy
Written by *supernaturalwolfgirl

Next: [link]
© 2013 - 2024 YJ-Revolution
Comments1
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
SpitfireChic's avatar
I'm not crying. Nope. Loving what you're doing with this!!