*GASP*
The tension is rising, the day is coming closer, my outfit is still not pre-HEY! I know what I'm going to where for TABC! Yes...! I FINALLY KNOW! Wow... I can't believe that I only had 8 days left till TABC and I finally thought of it... That was super bad on my part. Okay, anyway, as you all know, not only have I finished picking out my writing schedule, I have been saving up for a tablet (which the deal ends in 10 days). It's hard saving up, but I'm doing it! If your new to Nex Gen Justice League, here is Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3. This is from Batgirl's point-of-view, new perspective... Right? Me and my team had left to Gotham City finding nothing suspision there. What could possible be happening? "Girls, scout out the area in teams of two and search of any types of trouble and report back here in two hours," I said and left with Fate's grand-daughter, Destiny. Destiny and I took East street to see everything perfectly in order. Nothing was causing chaos. "Hey Batgirl," Destiny suddenly said. "Hmm?" I asked, her voice sounded worried. "Where is everyone? All the windows are closed and there's no one on the street," she replied. I looked around and she was right. No living thing was anywhere, but us. We're friends with the Geno-morphs so they couldn't be doing any of this. But, who could? "Call the others immediately... We shouldn't have split up!" I cried. While Destiny called the other team members, I looked at my watch seeing that two hours had already passed. But how is that possible, we've only take 30 steps from our meeting area and we've only been talking for two minutes if that. "Batgirl, none of them are answering," Destiny said. "Should we go looking for them?" "I'm not sure..." I answered back. Could the Clock King's nephew be up to this or is a much bigger threat at hand? Wait till Monday to get your answer! :3 Thanks and please comment!
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The Ancient Past of the Scribbler
July 2019
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