I stifled a yawn as I sank lower in my meja in the back of the classroom. My first hari at the Gotham Academy had been torture. I was the only kid who was here on a scholarship, and all day, I had been surrounded sejak rich brats who, upon realizing that I wasn’t like them, wanted nothing to do with me. At one point during the day, I had thought I’d seen Fin, my best friend, walking through the hallways, but when I ran towards her, it had been someone else. Why would Fin be there, anyway? This was a school for rich kids, and anyway, she was only thirteen. She couldn’t possibly be a high schooler. Why had Bruce Wayne picked me, of all people, for a scholarship. How did he know me?
Finally, the loceng rang, and, relieved, I joined the stream of students making their way out the door. School was finally over. Out at the front, I stopped for a moment to think. I had taken care to pay extra attention on the way to school, so I could now use the distances to form a mental map of the way to the telephone booth that hosted the zeta tubes. Confident in my gauging power, I adjusted my messenger back, which was now full of books, and set off.
Fifteen minit later, I was at the narrow alleyway, and, after cautiously checking that no one was watching, I stepped into the booth. Recognized, Tiger Storm. B09
Moments later, I arrived at the cave, greeted sejak a desolate silence. Where is everybody? I thought nervously. Not a single light was turned on, and the emptiness hung over the place like a thick cloud. Maybe everyone was still at school, I thought. That seemed pretty likely, so, shrugging the matter off, I went to my room.
My hand instinctively shot down to the keypad Fin had helped me install on my door. But when I pressed the first key of my combination, the door swung slightly open. Why was my door unlocked? I knew I had locked it that morning. My apprehension returning, I cautiously opened the door.
Finally, the loceng rang, and, relieved, I joined the stream of students making their way out the door. School was finally over. Out at the front, I stopped for a moment to think. I had taken care to pay extra attention on the way to school, so I could now use the distances to form a mental map of the way to the telephone booth that hosted the zeta tubes. Confident in my gauging power, I adjusted my messenger back, which was now full of books, and set off.
Fifteen minit later, I was at the narrow alleyway, and, after cautiously checking that no one was watching, I stepped into the booth. Recognized, Tiger Storm. B09
Moments later, I arrived at the cave, greeted sejak a desolate silence. Where is everybody? I thought nervously. Not a single light was turned on, and the emptiness hung over the place like a thick cloud. Maybe everyone was still at school, I thought. That seemed pretty likely, so, shrugging the matter off, I went to my room.
My hand instinctively shot down to the keypad Fin had helped me install on my door. But when I pressed the first key of my combination, the door swung slightly open. Why was my door unlocked? I knew I had locked it that morning. My apprehension returning, I cautiously opened the door.
alias:shadow
age:15
abilities:can blend into shadows,expert marksman,good singer,when sings atau plays gitar it can heal,inspire,energise and more
weapons:two hand guns,guitar that has a senapang built into it,cloak witch can blend in to shadows
personality:shady,dark,funny,shy,sad,cares little for bats but will help the team,shoots first asks soalan later,wants vengeance
looks:unknown(may tell in background)
story:dad is vigilante but he died sejak the hands of a monster when shadow finds the killer he will make him pay.
can play a gitar but plays mostly when sad.when he plays it the gitar will heal,inspire,energise and more.
his dad died to protect him but before he died he taught him a few songs.
cadmus wanted him to sertai there army but he berkata no so thay kidnapped him and tortured him when the speedster,the boy wonder and The Atlantean came and took the super boy as thay called him the security failed so he escaped