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First mission part 2 (I'm back/ incomplete, but wanted to post quickly)

(A/N: EXAMS ARE FINISHED!!!!! yaaaaayyyyy, I bet no good fanfiction has been out so far, now you guys are craving mine!, a good thing I came back when the real authors for fanfic were messing about. I wish Webnovel would add dark mode on Instone, It's too bright for my eyes. Now where were we?)

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[Somewhere on the road]As they approached the cargo, a white truck with grey outlines appeared on the dark road, the lack of moonlight creating a calm yet tense atmosphere in anticipation of what was about to happen.Each team had arrived at their designated spot, no contact had been made with the cargo, they just followed along behind the trucks.Asher relished the caress of the wind, his fiery red eyes transfixed on the mesmerizing moon above. The cross earring hanging from his earlobe swayed with a graceful rhythm, while his nebula-like hair shimmered as if it held a constellation of stars within its strands.Kulduran's voice rang in the air, "Asher," His green eyes focused ahead, "I as the team leader must make sure the team works as one, so I want to hear your thoughts on the team." Eyes still on the road, Asher could feel the seriousness in his voice."What do I think of the team?" Asher's head inclined, his gaze briefly following Kuldur's figure ahead before returning to the moon's radiant presence, "Communication and naivety." he responded in a smooth and composed voice, the tranquillity of the night embracing his words."Care to elaborate?" Kuldur inquired urgently. Asher pondered for a moment longer, a hush falling upon the duo. The rumble of the truck's engine and the rhythmic hum of the wheels on the asphalt road enveloped them, creating an ambient backdrop that rendered the silence between them not awkward but contemplative. "The team lacks attentiveness, often acting impulsively without heeding instructions, leading to repercussions, to me Your experience should serve as a lesson for all, as Robin and Kid Flash seem to understand this concept the most," Asher articulated, his words carrying a weight of wisdom and reflection.A pause settled between them, a moment of introspection as they each turned inward, lost in their own contemplations. The night enveloped them in a cloak of silence, the only sound the steady hum of the truck's engine and the soft whispers of the wind. In this shared stillness, their thoughts danced in the moonlight.Asher continued out, "You know, Conner's the only one who gets it. We're both lost, trying to figure out who we are in this crazy world. Sure, our problems aren't exactly the same, but they're close enough. We're both on this wild ride of self-discovery, trying to piece together our identities. You guys, you've had years to figure yourselves out, people guiding you, dreams driving you. But us? We're just starting out, trying to make sense of who we are and what we're meant to do. It's like we're navigating through a maze with no map, learning and growing every step of the way.""You all have not made me feel like I belong, but recently a start was put into the workings-"

Something caught his hearing from a distance, "We have company, warn the rest." Asher spoke.

Kuldur whose eyes were on the road turned to Asher, his eyes followed where he was looking, 'Team the enemy is approaching, prepare yourselves, defend the cargo, and escape if it becomes too dangerous.' After the mental warning, his arms began to glow.

Asher's concentration deepened as the small orb of compressed blood floating around him began to rotate faster, a crimson blur in the night. He had been stockpiling this blood, and now it pulsed with a menacing energy, ready to be unleashed.

From the moonlit horizon, a swarm of metallic figures with glowing green neon lines streaked towards them, their forms growing clearer by the second. The eerie, mechanical screeches of robotic monkeys filled the air, a cacophony of artificial rage.

Kuldur didn't hesitate. In one swift motion, he leapt off his bike, which astonishingly didn't crash but accelerated to keep pace with the speeding truck. Asher couldn't help but smile at the sight. He followed suit, jumping off his own bike. The floating orb of blood responded instantly, tendrils from the blood orb began shifting beneath his feet to form a solid, circular platform that hovered in the air.

With a determined roar, Kuldur brandished his dual morning star clubs, each crafted from swirling, powerful water. He swung them with brutal precision, smashing one of the robotic monkeys squarely in the head. The impact was devastating, the force of the water clubs crushing the metal skull with a resounding crack.

Asher watched, the blood orb and platform pulsing beneath him, ready to be wielded in the chaotic battle that was about to unfold. The night was alive with danger and anticipation, each moment charged with the potential for violence and heroism.Asher raised his right hand, his index finger pointing steadily at the approaching swarm. With a voice as cool and calm as a whispering breeze, he simply commanded, "Go." In an instant, thin, yet powerful tendrils of blood shot forth from the orb, slicing through the air with lethal precision.

The blood tentacles moved with a relentless, almost sentient determination. They pierced through the robotic monkeys effortlessly, each striking a deadly ballet of crimson and metal. Some of the mechanical creatures tried to evade the assault, their movements frantic and desperate, but the bloodlines were unyielding, weaving through the air like serpents honing in on their prey.

In a matter of moments, the scene transformed from chaos to eerie silence. Asher's simple gesture had rendered the battlefield clear, each robotic monkey lying motionless, dispatched with clinical efficiency. He lowered his hand, the blood tentacles retracting back into the orb, which hovered obediently by his side, pulsing with latent power. The danger had passed, but the air was still thick with the tension of what had just transpired, a testament to Asher's formidable control and strength.

Kuldur was stunned, staring at Asher with disbelief. To him, Asher's power was overwhelming, far beyond what he expected from a teammate. In Kuldur's eyes, Asher seemed more suited for the Justice League, though he knew that kids weren't allowed in the league. These thoughts were tinged with a hint of resentment.

Putting on a brave face, Kuldur forced a smile. "Good work, Asher," he said, trying to mask his awe. Asher stood on his blood-red platform, hovering effortlessly beside the truck as it sped down the road. His nebula hair flowed in the wind, and his expression remained indifferent, almost bored. The glint of his cross earring added a striking touch to his overall look.

Turning back to assess the situation, Kuldur sent a message through their mental link, 'Our end is clear. How's the situation looking?' The responses came swiftly.'Not looking good. These robot monkeys are too much; it's taking all our effort to keep fighting,' Artemis replied.'Yeah, these guys are no joke!' added Kid Flash.

Each team was struggling with the relentless onslaught of robotic monkeys.

[Elsewhere]

Supergirl charged through the hordes of robotic monkeys, bulldozing through their ranks with ease. Explosions followed her path, and occasionally, her eyes would glow red as twin beams of laser vision ripped through clusters of robots, causing even more destruction.

Raven, on the other hand, dealt with the enemies with relative ease. With a clench of her fist, she crushed numerous robotic monkeys into a compact metal ball, which she then hurled at another swarm, clearing the area with efficiency.

Before long, the area was secured. Supergirl hovered above the truck, her presence commanding. 'Our side is clear too. You guys sure do finish quick,' she remarked.

[Inside the bio-ship]

"I'm going to go help Artemis and Kid," Powergirl said to Miss Martian, who nodded and opened a hatch. With a final look, Powergirl leapt out of the bio-ship, her blonde hair and red cape fluttering as she descended, causing a sonic boom.Suddenly, Robin's voice echoed in their heads, 'Guys, we have a problem. Our cargo has been taken, and Superboy chased after it alone. Don't worry, I'll go after him.'

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