Young Justice Bart Allen Novels & Stories

He took her home so that she could get cleaned up for her video call with James and Zoey. They wanted to come out for her birthday, but CC assured them for the umpteeth time that she was doing okay, more than okay in fact. Bart wasn’t his normal, stoic self during the phone call today. He just couldn’t stop smiling at her. It was like a weight he didn’t know was there had been lifted.

Alpha Todd didn't have time to mourn too much because the cry of his youngest and favorite child rang out clearly. He looked up to find Augustina in Bart's clutches. "Let my child go this instant." "I'm not going to." He was the only one with the advantage. He had a gun and his baby girl. He could try to snatch the gun off Zach's cold hand, but that would be st*pid.

I don’t move a muscle and just hold the small child as he nears, I whisper to him, “close your eyes tightly.” I release him and his eyes are closed, I turn quicky and plunge my clawed hand into the mans chest and pull his heart out, I hold it up to his blinking eyes, “you should have used this for good deeds, you sick fuck,” his eyes go wide and he slumps down to the floor. I threw his still beating heart down on top of him and turned, scooping up the boy and hand him to Steve. My non-bloodied hand lands on the child’s head, blue light surrounds him as my power heals his little body. I look at Steve “Find him some clothes and get him out of here,” he doesn’t move till I remove my hand fr

The threat of Alpha Yadiel targeting my mate hung heavy in the air. Witnessing my next move, my niece's face contorted in horror. In a decisive act, I instructed Alpha Silverton to secure Bart with handcuffs, attaching him to his own wrist. Ensuring no time was wasted, we all swiftly evacuated the office, driven by the pressing fear of Yadiel possibly closing in on my mate.

Bert stopped blabbering and moved to his side before Allen could throw something at him. He has been with Allen long enough to know when his anger was above the boiling type. Allen glared at him and stood up furiously but before he could get to Bert. he [ Bert] had turned into Barry Allen from the movie, THE FLASH and bolted out of the room, leaving the door of the office wide open. Allen's fists curled and he punched that air, this idiot just worked him up for nothing. Then his phone rang, he wanted to ignore it but something pushed him to answer the call. He realized that it was Jane. "Hey." Her melodious voice sounded in his ears. This calmed his raging body he then imagined if she were t

Priceless masterpieces Bart had sourced from around the world lined the walls along the corridor. At the end of the corridor, two bodyguards stood guard outside a bulletproof door. Sean was only allowed to enter alone after being searched. Bart was only in his 30s or 40s but was already infamous in Southeast Aciana. He had a vendetta against Wayne—Bart's father used to be the kingpin of Southeast Aciana, but Wayne had killed him and destroyed everything.

Then, as if hoisting a dead chicken, he clamped a single hand around Bart's throat and lifted the 200-pound brute clear off the ground. "It was you, wasn't it?" Uncle stared at the tattered scrap of fabric still clutched in Bart's hand. "Did you tear off Mindy's clothes with this hand?" Bart began to whimper. His eyes rolled back, and his legs kicked frantically. But against the overwhelming power of an Alpha, he was utterly helpless. Without another word, Uncle Neil crushed Bart's wrist with his bare hand. The sound of bone piercing through flesh rang out with sickening clarity across the entire arena.

Bart didn’t owe him anything, least of all respect. “Fine. Fine. Don’t let your fur get too ruffled. It’s not a good look on you.” Bart couldn’t respond because the line went into a queue with that annoying auto-tuned music from days gone by. It was so bad that Bart couldn’t tell what the music had once been. Club music. It was a travesty at the best of times. “Bart. What in the world is going on over there? What’s this I heard of the local alpha going into fires to save humans? What are we now? Shape shifting superheroes?” His boss, picked up the call and demanded to know. So much for a friendly hello.

the young man stammered. “That’s the spirit!” Bartz said, his tone suddenly shifting to something almost fatherly. “You’re not afraid. You remind me of your uncle.” As they left the room, two of Bartz’s bodyguards approached Lucius and covered his head with a bag. Before he could react, a sharp blow rendered him unconscious. -

Bartlett. "No! Please, no!" Two more dark elves dragged in a teenager through the door Karl had been escorted through to where Bertram stood. The younger Bartlett's face paled even more as he recognized the tattooed youth from the Bottoms, and Bertram felt a surge of power at the man's fear. He ignored Karl, however, focusing his attention on the pleading kid in front of him. A street urchin, the kid had a family, but in name only. The parents were on welfare as well as drugs. His older sister was a whore just like her mother, and his brothers were either in a gang, a jail cell, or the cemetery. Bertram took the kid to be his tool on the streets of the Bottoms, but today the teenager would s