Cheshire Mask Young Justice Novels & Stories

" Really?" " Yes! Just call me Jasmin, that's my code name but if you want to see our faces you can't. Each of my colleagues here has a code name too. And our chief was Sapphire. So far you haven't seen her here. She is on vacation now. We wear a mask or face mask because that is the only barrier to covering our personalities. Oh, are you now happy because I already answered your questions?" He laughed again. "Really?" He said in a sarcastic tone. "Very superficial reason. Let me out of here. I'm getting bored here."

she kept pouting her small round baby lips as she watched them pull out if the drive way. She had also gotten over the fact that her dad was not a masquerade. But she had found his mask either way and held it in her tiny hands. "Let my keep that for you " a maid offered as she ate and okayed around, but she held unto it dearly saying it was her dad's. She was delicate and couldn't be stressed, she they left her to herself as they were too cared to be like the gardener from the day before. As soon as the coue pulled up at the front porch of the Browns in Edward's Lamborghini, Nfrea felt her pm start to get sweaty, so she continued rubbing it on her dress.

Isabelle stop in her track with a smile and turn to him her hands back on his mask. "Are you sure?" "Trust me" Aukey urged her,Isabelle drag the mask off and wince when the mask cut her on the palm,she looked up and frown. "Do I look like your chief?" Isabelle glance at her bleeding hand In confusion,this could be him,it could be him but almost everyone in the hall are wearing mask and her tormentor wouldn't let her touch his face that she was sure off,She'd never seen him before and still she felt this face isn't the one she's looking for.

She breathed heavily as they both sweat heavily. Keisha grabbed his mask and pulled it out of his face, making him let go of the gun. He grabbed her hand and pulled it to make the mask cover his face. Her brows raised, realizing she can take this to her advantage. She leaned forward and bit his hand. "Fuck!" he screamed before his grip loosened on her hand but she let go of his mask.

I said again in a whisper, almost crying while looking around for being nervous, scared, and paranoid. After a moment I heard a doorbell in Chase's house and she told me to wait. She put down the camera facing the door and she went to the door just to check who was doorbelling. A man wearing a mask exactly to what I dreamt. His face is covered with a black mask and only a red smile is painted on it. He punched Chase on her stomach. She fell to the floor and the man got inside their house and closed the door.

said the masked person surprised . " I am cutting the part which I don't need ! " said Charlotte . " Still.......it is your dress ! " said the masked person . " I told you , I hate dresses so , it is not a big loss for me . Don't worry ! " said Charlotte with a smile . After tearing a part of her dresses she washed it in the fountain . The masked person was quite surprised by Charlotte's actions to the point that he had remained without words .

She was the cutest person I've ever seen. When we were both facing the mirror with me behind her and her eyes on my reflecting version, I heard her swallow, I knew she still feared me, but I was grateful she was willing to come nearer to me. It meant the world to me. I brought out the mask, it was made with black lace, and I was sure it was the right one, for as soon as I put it on Cheryl, I couldn't blink away. Her silky blonde hair and red lipstick matched the mask. She was rare. She was one of a kind.

"Don't move. I'll treat your wounds." The man did not refuse. Joy carefully cut open the man's clothes and gently picked out the shrapnel embedded in the flesh with tweezers. She was focused on every movement. It was not until Joy had bandaged his wound that she noticed the strange black mask he was wearing. "Your face..." "It was burned. I don't want to scare others." Joy pursed her lips. Just as she was about to thank him for earlier, Lisa appeared out of nowhere and excitedly pulled her aside. "Joy, did you see his face?"

I can't be more grateful for her honesty. I sigh, taking myself in one last time. “Let's get going.” “Not yet,” Wendy says, sliding her hand into her handbag. She pulls out two masks and hands me one. “It's a casual masquerade.” I take the black-and-silver bat-shaped mask and slide it over my eyes, excitement bubbling in my chest as Wendy slips on her colourful butterfly-shaped one. “Now let's get going!” she shouts. We scurry out of the room and across the parking lot. I slide into the backseat of Maxwell's Honda Civic while Wendy takes the passenger seat.

Silver~ He was wearing a black and red crochet bunny mask with red horns and long flat ears. His black turtle neck shirt was tucked in black pants and matte black boots. And a black long coat hung lazily on his shoulders. When he spoke, his voice was slightly altered by the mask, but it unmistakably sounded like Daniel’s. Or could I be overthinking it? “And you are…?” Adrian asked, lifting a brow, clearly displeased with the interruption. The masked young man inclined his head slightly.