( A;N: Hello my fellow Beloved readers I am back !! And with a new chapter hopefully my writing has gotten better for y'all do give your thoughts on it and Also Happy new year đ đ đ đ I've been busy with Life and well we all have our own things to deal with.. but thank You all for staying with me and supporting even though I havnt uploaded in awhile I will continue from today on !!
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On a side note I've just started a New original Novels called
" The Ascension Games "... It's My own creation and work I'm hyped for it cuz I think the storyline is really good but we'll see how y'all think ... So please do check it out I'll upload it more often since I'm in need of money teehee ... Hoping i can get it under a contract - Also I got contacted by two illustrators who want to draw/create art for my works mainly this one which I'm so happy about so I wanted to share this news with y'all
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**Ambush in the Shadows**
"Three *pequeños niños*... all alone, separated from the ones who can fly. Tsk tsk tsk." Bane's voice rumbled like grinding gravel, deep and mocking, as he smirked down at the trio. His goonsâhulking shadows in the dim forest lightâcircled the teens, weapons glinting. "Oh, and to think I'd see *you* again, Boy Wonder. What a nice surprise. I think I'll wrap you up nicely as a present for Ol' Bats. What do you think?"
Robin's eyes narrowed behind his mask, heart pounding but jaw set in defiance. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and impending violence, but he forced a grin, channeling that signature bravado to mask the flicker of dread. "C.H.I.L.L., big man. I see Belle Reve's canteen added more protein to their menu. You're looking *bigger*... too bad protein can't help with your brain, since you forgot last time's beating."
With a fluid somersault, Robin launched into the fray, hurling batarangs that sliced through the air like deadly whispers. They thunked into Bane's armored shoulders, but the villain barely flinched.
Kid Flash blurred forward in a streak of red and yellow, a whirlwind of speed dismantling the goons one by oneâdisarming one with a lightning-fast kick, spinning another into unconsciousness. "You guys picked the wrong night to crash our mission!" he quipped, voice breathless with adrenaline.
SuperboyâConnerâguarded their rear, his fists a blur as he crushed weapons and sent henchmen flying into the underbrush. *These idiots have no idea who they're messing with,* he thought, muscles coiled like steel cables, eyes locked on the biggest threat.
Robin vanished into a plume of smokescreen, the acrid fog swallowing the battlefield. Gunshots cracked blindly through the haze, bullets chewing at trees, but Robin moved like a ghostâswift, silent, precise. One henchman dropped with a chokehold; another crumpled from a pressure-point strike. "Night-night," Robin muttered, his eerie chuckle echoing unnaturally.
Bane glanced at the chaos, then zeroed in on Conner, eyes gleaming with dark amusement. "Ahh... I see you've got your own muscle here, don't ya, *niños*?"
"Well... I've got my own RIGHT HERE!" Bane bellowed, slamming a fist on a hidden button. Hissing pipes snaked from his venom pack, pumping glowing green liquid into his veins. His body swelled grotesquely, muscles ballooning, veins bulging like rivers of fire. He doubled in size, the ground trembling under his weight.
The trio froze, breaths catching. Flashes of Mr. Twister's mechanical fury ripped through their mindsâunstoppable power, helpless against raw force. Robin's stomach twisted;
Shaking it off first, Robin let out his signature laughâchilling, jagged chuckles that cut through the tension like shattered glass. He melted into the tree shadows, then exploded from above, raining explosive batarangs. The blasts lit the night in orange fury, but Bane charged undeterred, ripping a massive oak branch free with a sickening crack and hurling it like a battering ram.
It slammed into Robin dead-center, hurling him through the air. Pain exploded in his ribs as he hit the dirt, gasping. "Robin!" Kid Flash and Conner yelled in unison, voices raw with panic.
Conner's vision tunneled red. *No. Not on my watch.* Rage boiled over, drowning caution. He barreled toward Bane, ignoring the scattering henchmen, fists clenched for annihilation.
"Losing yourself to anger? You're too green, *niños*..." Bane laughed, a guttural roar, meeting the charge head-on. They collided like titans, grappling in a storm of grunts and straining muscle. But Conner was strongerâ*way* strongerâlifting Bane off the ground with ease. Panic flickered in the villain's eyes, then twisted into a smirk.
Bane tilted his head back, baiting a headbutt. Conner mirrored it instinctivelyâonly for Bane to drop low, driving a knee into his gut. Air whooshed from Conner's lungs; he heaved, doubled over. Bane unleashed a brutal comboâhooks to the kidneys, an elbow to the throatâexploiting every vulnerability before hurling him into Robin, who was just staggering up. They tumbled in a heap, dazed and aching.
Bane threw his head back, laughing like a maniac. "Strength is not always enough ninĂłs! You're still amateurs !" The remaining henchmen opened fire, bullets whizzing, while Bane lobbed spheres of knockout gas. Thick, choking clouds billowed, stinging eyes and searing lungsâspecially brewed for Superhumans.
Conner struggled to rise, coughing violently, the gas clawing at his invulnerable throat like fire. *Can't... breathe...* Bane rushed him like a freight train, tackling him into the mud. Fists rained downâblow after merciless blow to Conner's face, splitting skin that should never bleed. "Stay down, boy! You're nothing without your powers!"
Kid Flash zipped back, having dragged Robin to safety, eyes blazing with fury. "Get off him!" He unleashed a barrage of super-speed punches, each one landing like a sledgehammer, cracking Bane's armor. The villain staggered, snarling.
Enraged, Bane scooped sand and grit from the ground, hurling it in a blinding storm. Kid Flash flinched instinctively, hands flying to his faceâthen blinked. *Wait, eye mask. Nice try, meathead.* But the split-second hesitation was enough; Bane's massive swipe caught him mid-stride, sending him crashing into a tree with bone-jarring force.
Conner seized the moment, roaring as he headbutted Bane square in the jawâcrunchâand flung him off. Blood trickled from the villain's mouth as he rolled away.
The trio regrouped in the shadows, battered and torn. Gashes wept blood, ribs screamed with every breath, and the knockout fumes left them wheezing, vision blurring. *We're done if we don't end this,* Robin thought, fighting nausea, his team's gasps fueling helpless rage.
Bane rose slowly, spitting a gob of blood onto the dirt. He grinned wider, teeth stained crimson. "That gas? A specialtyâbrewed for *superhumans*. Didn't think it'd work *this* well on you three, but I'm glad I invested. Surrender now, *niños*, or my men paint the trees with the colour ..... you."
Henchmen leveled guns, barrels trained unerringly. Kid Flash clutched his ribs, propping Robin up, his usual cockiness cracked by pain and fear for his friends. Superboy wheezed on his knees, fists trembling. Robin frowned, eyes burning with fury and desperationâoutmatched, suffocating, his team in tatters.
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