Young Justice Hal Jordan Novels & Stories

He clearly treasured it. "Why do you like Iron Man?" Jasmine whispered. "You said Dad's out there fighting the bad guys, so isn't he like Iron Man? My dad is a hero," Justin replied with serious little eyes. Tears welled up in Jasmine's eyes as she hugged Justin tightly and smiled. "If Dad is as awesome as Iron Man, then he's definitely a hero fighting the villains." Justin's eyes sparkled. "I love Iron Man." Jasmine held Justin close, her breath warm with emotion. "How about I tell you another story, would you like that?"

He stood up straight when he saw Jay's silhouette. "Over here!" said Jordan, waving his hand. Jay, who saw it, finally approached. "There's something wrong with Ruby. My telepaths can't reach her," Jordan said. *** "What the hell, why did you take your shirt off? You look like such a scruffy little punk!" scolded Jordan. Jay didn't argue. "How did it go? Did we find Haris's hideout?" asked Jay. "Let's get in the car first," Jordan said.

He laughed out despite himself “ Do you think she is that easy? Didn’t Jessica tell you? The reason I fell for her. She is different. She is unlike the others. She is not your regular female. She is a soldier who is not afraid to take on a mission like this one. “ A resounding blow to his face made him reel back, blood dripping out of them, Jordan tried to shield himself from Luke’s rage but found himself helpless. Luke stepped on him angrily. Jordan’s cry of agony rang out. “When I am done with both of them, I will have their carcass sent to the military camp. I will even bring in my own army from outside the country. I will win the elections and no one will stop it” Jordan groaned in pain

He scouted the arena, his amber, calculating eyes taking in a stranger at the centre of the arena holding his nephew while his sister knelt down. Veryl took a dive but before he could land, Jordan appeared in front of him. How did he reach there before him? Did that mean he killed his way here? His eyes darkened even more. He landed gracefully. The storm in his eyes grew by the second. Now Jordan stood between him and Malachi. “Bring Selly to me and your nephew lives.” The white dragon stood on the same spot, his eyes calculating. The need to burn him into a heap of ash was great but his little nephew and sister…

Time passed quickly when you were occupied. “You’re ridiculous! How can you say Superman is better than Batman?! I give up on you.” – Jordan. 10:35pm. “I don’t really? I don’t think I could if I tried, not anymore, but you’re wrong. Just saying.” – Jordan. 11:15pm. He smiled honestly before sending a text back and calling it a night. “The feeling’s mutual.” Derrick didn’t confirm what feeling he was mutual about to Jordan’ frustration when he text him twice demanding to know which one.

I tell him and he gives me a curt nod, before pulling me away from the window and out into the hall where we meet up with Jordan and Cole. Jordan’s smiling from ear to ear and I look at him skeptically. “Why are you so happy?” I ask him and his smile only widens. “I’ve trained to fight my whole life, and Midnight Moon is boring, I’ll finally get to put my skills to use.” He tells me, and I smile remembering the time he fought Heath’s men while the tranquilizers worked their way through his system, it was incredible.

Back in Boston, they would always go for a long run and play music until the sun goes down. _________________________ They arrived at the Halton's penthouse and pulled over outside the gates. Alexandra opened the trunk for Jordan to take out her luggage. Halton opened the door and saw Jordan (A.K.A. Brat No. 1) sprinting towards him with a blinding smile. "Bro! I am back!" Jordan beamed and pulled him into a bone-crushing hug, whacking his back three times. Halton coughed up the air in his lungs, Jordan was just a few inches shorter than him but exceptionally stronger.

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.”

she said. "Thank you May," I said and left the room suddenly feeling awkward. I walked down to the training room and Creed and Jordan were fighting each other. Jordan had thick black curly hair. He looked like the youngest of his brothers with his soft features. He grinned as he moved to strike Creed and Creed blocked and took him down to the ground capturing his arm behind his back. Jordan began tapping on the mat. "Okay okay, you win. I yield... I'll never call you an old man again," he yelped in pain while Creed applied pressure to his arm.