onyx day

Kavita took a long, deep breath, finally sitting down in the small cafe as she waited for her coffee to arrive. She always got it black. Unlike her sister, she did not care for sweet things or treats. It had been a long day. The majority had been spent in the Mortuary where she had to sort out numerous bodies after the recent Joker attack that had resulted in large casualties.

She took off her thin black shawl, resting it on the chair. She had not her normal gothic makeup today due to having work. Normally when she did people would mistake her for a ghost and get scared. She had learned her lesson since then. Kavita did choose to wear a simple black dress, however, as well as a pair of black boots with a fur trim. It had been getting colder in the mortuary recently despite Gothams raising temperatures.

Well, it wasn’t his problem, for now. Only the Grim Reaper himself cared about Onyx’s soul.

He quickly averted his eyes, and landed on someone in the corner, wearing all black. Onyx tilted their head and let out a small huff of amusement. The girl from the mortuary.

Onyx headed that direction, and met her eye. “Mind if I… join? You?” His awkward greeting was well-meaning, but he could tell she didn’t mind too much.

I groaned, lifting myself off the cement. Colors flashed in my vision, and I thought I’d hit my head, but then my eyes focused on it. The portal my team had done everything to stop from appearing.

The petty villain Young Justice had assumed was insane had actually managed to create that portal.

My vision sharpened as I realized the terrible importance of this moment. I searched the vicinity, counting the four members of my team that had come along: Aqualad, Kid Flash, Robin, and Artemis. They seemed to be breathing.

What... In the ever living fuck?*

"̷Ŵ̷̷Ħ̷̷Ø̷ ̷₣̷̷Ữ̷̷Ć̷̷Ҝ̷̷Ɨ̷̷Ň̷̷Ǥ̷ ̷Đ̷Δ̷̷Ř̷̷€̷̷Ş̷ ̷Đ̷̷Ɨ̷̷Ş̷̷Ŧ̷̷Ữ̷̷Ř̷̷β̷ ̷Μ̷̷¥̷ ̷Ŵ̷̷Ø̷̷Ř̷̷Ҝ̷?!"

“Who are you?” I asked cautiously, lifting off the ground. As a sort of ghost, I could look intimidating if I wanted to. My mask was wooden, like an old theatre mask, and the eyes glowed blue, so I wasn’t too worried.

It looked like a mix of dragon and human, it's long black hair matching the scales covering it's body, dragon paws instead of feet and clawed hands.

Besides that, it dressed... Casually. A sleeveless purple hoodie carelessly thrown over it's torso paired with black ripped shorts.

It crossed it's arms, glaring at the smaller hero*

"Đ̷Δ̷̷Μ̷̷Ɨ̷̷€̷̷Ň̷ ̷Μ̷. ̷Μ̷̷Ø̷̷Ř̷̷Ň̷̷Ɨ̷̷Ň̷̷Ǥ̷̷Ş̷̷Ŧ̷Δ̷̷Ř̷. ̷Ł̷̷Ữ̷̷Ć̷̷Ɨ̷̷₣̷̷€̷̷Ř̷'̷Ş̷ ̷Ǥ̷̷Ř̷Δ̷̷Ň̷̷Đ̷̷Ş̷̷Ø̷̷Ň̷ Δ̷̷Ň̷̷Đ̷ ̷Ƥ̷̷Ř̷̷Ɨ̷̷Ň̷̷Ć̷̷€̷ ̷Ø̷̷₣̷ ̷Ħ̷̷€̷̷Ł̷̷Ł̷. ̷Δ̷̷Ň̷̷Đ̷ ̷Ɨ̷ ̷Đ̷̷€̷̷Μ̷Δ̷̷Ň̷̷Đ̷ ̷Ŧ̷̷Ø̷ ̷Ҝ̷̷Ň̷̷Ø̷̷Ŵ̷ ̷Ŵ̷̷Ħ̷̷€̷̷Ř̷̷€̷ ̷Ɨ̷ Δ̷̷Μ̷!"

“So… you weren’t planning this visit to Earth?” I guessed, floating backward and holding up my hands. My scythe was on the ground behind me.

I studied his wings and nodded slowly. “You’re currently in Blüdhaven. And the guy who summoned you is…”

I thought hard. He wouldn’t be able to just… stay around. He’d have to be taken in. He didn’t seem to pose an immediate threat, despite his anger issues.

I groaned, lifting myself off the cement. Colors flashed in my vision, and I thought I’d hit my head, but then my eyes focused on it. The portal my team had done everything to stop from appearing.

The petty villain Young Justice had assumed was insane had actually managed to create that portal.

My vision sharpened as I realized the terrible importance of this moment. I searched the vicinity, counting the four members of my team that had come along: Aqualad, Kid Flash, Robin, and Artemis. They seemed to be breathing.

What... In the ever living fuck?*

"̷Ŵ̷̷Ħ̷̷Ø̷ ̷₣̷̷Ữ̷̷Ć̷̷Ҝ̷̷Ɨ̷̷Ň̷̷Ǥ̷ ̷Đ̷Δ̷̷Ř̷̷€̷̷Ş̷ ̷Đ̷̷Ɨ̷̷Ş̷̷Ŧ̷̷Ữ̷̷Ř̷̷β̷ ̷Μ̷̷¥̷ ̷Ŵ̷̷Ø̷̷Ř̷̷Ҝ̷?!"

“Who are you?” I asked cautiously, lifting off the ground. As a sort of ghost, I could look intimidating if I wanted to. My mask was wooden, like an old theatre mask, and the eyes glowed blue, so I wasn’t too worried.

It looked like a mix of dragon and human, it's long black hair matching the scales covering it's body, dragon paws instead of feet and clawed hands.

Besides that, it dressed... Casually. A sleeveless purple hoodie carelessly thrown over it's torso paired with black ripped shorts.

It crossed it's arms, glaring at the smaller hero*

"Đ̷Δ̷̷Μ̷̷Ɨ̷̷€̷̷Ň̷ ̷Μ̷. ̷Μ̷̷Ø̷̷Ř̷̷Ň̷̷Ɨ̷̷Ň̷̷Ǥ̷̷Ş̷̷Ŧ̷Δ̷̷Ř̷. ̷Ł̷̷Ữ̷̷Ć̷̷Ɨ̷̷₣̷̷€̷̷Ř̷'̷Ş̷ ̷Ǥ̷̷Ř̷Δ̷̷Ň̷̷Đ̷̷Ş̷̷Ø̷̷Ň̷ Δ̷̷Ň̷̷Đ̷ ̷Ƥ̷̷Ř̷̷Ɨ̷̷Ň̷̷Ć̷̷€̷ ̷Ø̷̷₣̷ ̷Ħ̷̷€̷̷Ł̷̷Ł̷. ̷Δ̷̷Ň̷̷Đ̷ ̷Ɨ̷ ̷Đ̷̷€̷̷Μ̷Δ̷̷Ň̷̷Đ̷ ̷Ŧ̷̷Ø̷ ̷Ҝ̷̷Ň̷̷Ø̷̷Ŵ̷ ̷Ŵ̷̷Ħ̷̷€̷̷Ř̷̷€̷ ̷Ɨ̷ Δ̷̷Μ̷!"

“So… you weren’t planning this visit to Earth?” I guessed, floating backward and holding up my hands. My scythe was on the ground behind me.

I studied his wings and nodded slowly. “You’re currently in Blüdhaven. And the guy who summoned you is…”

I groaned, lifting myself off the cement. Colors flashed in my vision, and I thought I’d hit my head, but then my eyes focused on it. The portal my team had done everything to stop from appearing.

The petty villain Young Justice had assumed was insane had actually managed to create that portal.

My vision sharpened as I realized the terrible importance of this moment. I searched the vicinity, counting the four members of my team that had come along: Aqualad, Kid Flash, Robin, and Artemis. They seemed to be breathing.

What... In the ever living fuck?*

"̷Ŵ̷̷Ħ̷̷Ø̷ ̷₣̷̷Ữ̷̷Ć̷̷Ҝ̷̷Ɨ̷̷Ň̷̷Ǥ̷ ̷Đ̷Δ̷̷Ř̷̷€̷̷Ş̷ ̷Đ̷̷Ɨ̷̷Ş̷̷Ŧ̷̷Ữ̷̷Ř̷̷β̷ ̷Μ̷̷¥̷ ̷Ŵ̷̷Ø̷̷Ř̷̷Ҝ̷?!"

“Who are you?” I asked cautiously, lifting off the ground. As a sort of ghost, I could look intimidating if I wanted to. My mask was wooden, like an old theatre mask, and the eyes glowed blue, so I wasn’t too worried.

Main reason I didn’t know is like- dissociation and repression and all that jazz. My brain is really weird.

(If I had a nickel for every person I knew who was killed by the joker and then brought back to life, I’d have 2 nickels. Which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it’s happened twice)

Brains are really weird. I get that.