Injustice 2: Black Canary Novels & Stories

After he had received the instructions, the man drifted from the wall and moved to plain sight. Ibekwe's heartbeat increased as he saw the white and black paint in different parts of the man's eyes as he came closer to him. The white paint was in his right eye. The black paint was in his left eye. He was dressed in Osisiakalaka's attire and he was chanting a song that Ibekwe had only heard from the mouth of Osisiakalaka. The man that looked like Osisiakalaka ran quickly and stopped. Fear gripped Ibekwe. What will happen now? Why did he stop? Again, the man drove his painted eyes, moving from the desperation that hung on Ibekwe's head to the burden of being disturbed by his own mind that hung

Niko POV: I sat in my car down the street from Justice's house, feeling a mix of frustration and concern after the whole day. I don't know what it is about this girl, but she's getting to me. Sometimes, in a good way, and sometimes, in a bad way. I immediately went straight to her house when she called about Pixel. The dumbass wouldn't answer his phone when I called him, so what happened next was on him. Justice has no idea what all I do, and I plan to keep it that way. But I couldn't believe how ungrateful she was.

Seeing that he was bleeding profusely and was about to collapse, he kicked her but there was no movement. He looked for a pulse on her neck because she wasn't even breathing. There was none. Surely she must be dead. Kicking her again he said, " That's for killing my brother, you bitch". He looked at his brother and sighed. He had to get out of this place before he bled to death. He took his phone from his pocket and took a photo of Vinca who was bloodied and unmoving. He needed evidence so that he could get full payment for the completed job.

A perfect place to commit murder without anyone finding out. I look out my tinted car window as I stare at this quaint neighborhood. Bianca added a warning text to her message, saying I shouldn't think about calling the cops or bringing backups. I know this game. I know how this is going to play. The minute I got into my car, I sent the location to Liam and only Liam. He should be driving behind me, but just way back because I wanted him to.

With reddened eyes, I raised my hand and was ready to slap him for being abhorrently shameless. Madison suddenly wedged herself between us and splashed the coffee in her hand onto me. She cried, "How can you try to hit Stuart in public? You're a disgrace to him, Veronica!" Her unexpected move caught me off guard. I stood stunned, my outfit soaked in coffee. Stuart just watched uncaringly. Instead of showing concern for me, he pulled out a tissue to gently wipe the coffee from Madison's hand. "I'm cutting off Alfred's medical care now. Remember, I gave you a chance. You're the one who doomed him," Stuart said darkly.

But he did not exert his real strength out of fear that he might hurt me. I refused to get up. When he realized he could not push me off, he tilted his head back and simply gave up. I had only ever heard that the black wolf lineage was the most loyal to their mates, but I had not expected it to be this appealing. He looked so fierce, yet he was surprisingly mild-mannered. In the previous timeline, I had chosen Marin and spent several days persuading him before he finally agreed to form a bond. That ungrateful carp had a foul temper and was extremely spoiled.

It was imperative to resort to cigarette smoke to blur the tension in his mind. Finally satisfied, she looked at him from the corner of her eyes. He looked calm but she knew that there was a whirlwind of thoughts in his mind. And maybe she knew those thoughts. She knew that injustice has happened to him but this injustice has given her a chance to be happy. Both were molded by the bad and good effects of that injustice. “Are you still thinking about that…” She told him absentmindedly. She did not even realize when those words left her lips. The lips that yearned for his touch.

I shook my head, nervously and shaken. James and I are the lead wolves here. He is called alpha 1; and I, alpha 2; Caleb, is Beta 1; and Miranda, my close friend is Beta 2. Jazzy is our only gamma and our chem wiz. We have a group of about twenty of us. There were two other groups, but unfortunately, they have come up to be outnumbered drastically over the years. Most of the members of the other groups have long died. Making them merge with the other groups.

“Huh? Yeah. I’m sure. I’m just not as expressive as Canary.” “Are you both okay with accepting me as your Alpha and Thalia as your Luna?” I asked. “Yes.” They both said. “Okay, once you turn, we will talk about your contributions to the pack.” I said. “Welcome to Blackstone.” ‘Sin is actually really excited but nervous about how much pain she will be in. That’s why she is being quiet.’ Thalia said. ‘Canary is ready to get started though.’ ‘You really are amazing. I wonder how much more we are going to find out about you, mojito.’

Noah asks me as Joshua gets out of the car as well, taking off the gear. “I fight better with knives and my wolf,” I growl before looking at Cassian. “Are you okay?” He nods. “Good. I will be back,” I say to him before drawing out my knives. I lifted my head, meeting red eyes from up the hill. “He’s the leader. We kill him, the scatter,” I say to Martin Blackfang, who, without any orders, starts making his way up the hill and before he can get there, a black wolf lunges at him, sending him flying.