Romans & histoires J'onn J'onzz /martian Manhunter

Each man takes a seat, while Declan takes the lead. I know that this is a serious moment, but I can’t help but say out loud. “So this is Justice League headquarters? Does that make you Superman and Declan, Bat Man?” I ask Jaxon At my comment, each man grows quiet, then breaks out into boisterous laughter. Micah pushes my shoulder playfully. “If he’s Superman and Declan is Bat Man, then that makes Connor, Robin.” Connor scowls. “Nah, man, I’m Night Wing. I guess that makes you Aquaman.”

He waited, hoping for a snickered, or the faint frown that always appeared on Hazel's forehead whenever he talked about Marco. However, Hazel's face remained completely still. Only the constant hissing sound of the engine. Jonah bit the inside of his lower lip hard, swallowing the tightness that suddenly hit his chest. He tightened his grip on Hazel's slender fingers. "You know what I mean, Haze? That bastard Marten always frowns and gets angry every time he sees my face. But just now? He didn't even do that. He looks like a docile sheep now," Jonah continued, his voice trailing off. "Aren't you curious what a Marten heir looks like when he acts like one? You should see for yourself."

The groans of the injured echoed faintly against the marble walls. And in the middle of it, him. Nolan. Standing tall, chest heaving, blood soaking his shirt. His eyes were still sharp, searching the room as though he refused to let his guard down even now. He was tending to a few who are wounded. He was taking care of them, making sure that they were all right. He was helping out with lifting anything that was heavy. But I saw it. The way his left shoulder hung wrong. The deep gash along his collarbone, still dripping. He was doing his best not to show, but I knew that it hurts him. I had seen the way the rogue bit him.

Martinez slowly advanced towards the Gigantic and Enormous Spaceship, Bigger than every spaceships, This is the Home of the X Destruction agents and other creatures, Martinez halted immediately after been stopped by the guards. " Who are you? " A green skinned muscular monster asked while pointing his Plasma ray revolver at Martinez, Martinez kept his cool, Not wanting to involve in any critical fight that will cost him his life. " Well I am Martinez, Son of King Oscar and I am Heir to the Kingdom of the Wolves, I am one of the fateful allies of his Grace Doom! " Martinez answered and a huge eye ball appeared and scanned him until it proved positive. " Welcome Mr Martinez, I am very sure his

’ Anjana’s face turned pale. ‘Don’t worry; I am saying that as he is the Shiva’s gift. He is part of Shiva. And as Shiva he will also destroy the phoney arrogance of others.’ ‘Oh! Then what’s your suggestion?’ ‘HANUMAN – Destroyer of Phoney Arrogance.’ *****