Young Justice Bart Allen Novels & Stories

It is rude to use your phone. Bart looked up at me, a smirk on his face. "I apologize," he said, not sounding very sorry at all. "I just had to check this." He glanced back at his phone and his expression changed. He looked up at me with a lopsided grin. "Is this what you were hiding?" he asked. I frowned, confused. "What are you talking about?" "Alpha Rowland is infected," Bart announced, looking around at the other council members. The room erupted in chaos as the council members threw questions at Bart and started to murmur amongst themselves. I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach as I tried to process what was happening.

Bart deep in the eyes with gratitude shining in them. " Thank you." He muttered, and stretched his hand, taking Dr. Bart's in a handshake. Dr. Bart surprised him by pulling Alden in for a hug. He needed it. He had always been strong with no one to turn to. Labeled a murderer, stripped of his title, and made an outcast when in reality he wasn't. Alden bent lower to accommodate Dr. Bart's height. He would have laughed at this dynamic because Dr. Bart was a man of average height hugging a six-foot-tall man.

Therefore, as soon as Albert made a phone call, the leader of Antique Street went to the streets immediately and found Zachary, who was setting up his stall. Zachary was not afraid of anyone in Aurous Hill, and the only person he was afraid of was Jacob. So, when he saw the leader of Antique Street coming, not only was he not afraid, but he even went forward and greeted warmly, “Chief Karter, why do you have the time to come to my stall?” The full name of the man known as Chief Karter was Karter Dart. He was one of the subordinates of Jay, who was one of Albert’s Four Great Guardians.

scrambling, the boy got to his feet with an injured leg and bloody nose, "Name?" "K-Kacey Allen." "How old are you, Allen?" "I'm 20, Sir..." "You listen here, and you listen good," Jax starts as Scar nears them, "You go with Vex to his bike, you sit there and you wait. You've proven yourself slightly worthy and I know how hard it must be for you, kid. You give your loyalty to me and I'll provide you with everything you, the girl and the little one needs, but, you piss me off and you're back on your ass, capeesh?!"

Allen snickered while tickling Jace who was giggling, the sound was music to Allen ears. After a couple more minutes of waking up, Jace quickly got dressed with the help of his big brother, as he was only 16. Then he hopped onto Allen back "Charge!" Jace giggled while pointing his finger in the direction of the kitchen and Allen sprinted down the stairs with ease. He skidded to a stop and plopped Jace down on one of the cushioned chairs and helped cut up some waffles and gave him some juice in a plastic red cup, he learned his lesson last time when he thought glass would be okay... Sam, already being down there talked with Allen about new training sessions, he was hoping to get a good positi

As he was trying to make sense of what was happening, the answer was revealed to him. “Get out of Prime City, Tyr Summers! Do not blame me for anything that follows if you refuse.” A man around the same age with Tyr, stepped out of one of the sedans. It was not their first meeting. He was Jay Blade, Connie Yorke’s bodyguard. At that moment, Tyr suddenly understood. Considered a deity of the Riverdale Province, Jay was more than just Connie’s bodyguard, he possessed extreme powers in Prime City’s underground world. He was sometimes called Little Czar.

Then the bricks and pavements flew up and hovered above the ground. The ragged collar readied three bricks above his head, and then he said, "Take them out." The bricks hovering around the area then flew towards Jai's group. The citizens screamed and ran away from the battlefield as Jai moved in front of Barun to protect him. He punched the bricks to the ground while Darrion blew them away with his wind control. The scarred face chuckled darkly before he said, "Heh. I wonder why little Bartos lost to you. Your fighting style is weird."

They're the two guys who helped Allen on the park when he got beaten up. Shawn is a famous bar tender and Kimmon Grey Fallom was his Father's own assistant in their own comapany. Shawn was rich, he just enjoyed mixing wines and he hate stressing himself out too much. "Why the fuck are you smiling like a maniac, Allien?" Shawn hissed and Kim laughed at the nickname. "Stop calling me that you shrimp." Allen gave Shawn a deadly glare but Shawn only mocked him. "Knock it out you childish motherfuckers." Kim said and both of them stopped.

He glanced at Yosef who came back from calling Renzo and sat on the sofa’s armrest. “Mr. Young decided to recruit boys and train them to become detectives or agents of Dark Knight. He himself taught them everything they need to learn and honed their skills into near perfection. One of the recruited boys was my Dad. But I only knew about Dark Knight after he and my Mom died. Renzo-hyung’s dad is the one who recruited me at the age of eight. He is my Dad’s best friend.” JD continued. “AT THE AGE OF EIGHT?! THAT’S TOO YOUNG, HYUNG!” David can’t help but react on what JD had told them. Jun glared at him. David then cover his mouth to shut himself up and said, “Sorry, hyung. I’m just surprised.”

Seen him and his brothers, Marco and Mathias, every other X-mas. Their father is THAT Barry. Alexander’s Barry. But he’s now Black Pit’s caretaker, I hear. With his wife, Rosa, our old nanny. Jackson seemingly inherited them with the property. And for some undisclosed reason, he trusts Barry and his sons with his life. And with his loved one’s lives. “You need a damn team,” I snap. “At least take me.”