Kory, Rachel and I left Eve and Conner to talk as they needed a moment to themselves. I made myself a cup of tea, and headed back to my room, to grab a good book to read.

I reach for the door handle and press it down while opening it. As I entered, my gaze went to my mirror that was next to the bed. On the mirror was a message written in black marker and it said 'Why don't you stay invisible'. My heart dropped to my stomach, I felt violated and like I've just been sucker punched in the face. But anger bubbled inside of me, and I've been keeping it in all this time, because I was afraid of letting it out, like my Mother said, we all have darkness... I took a few steps closer into the room, my eyes still on the mirror. I was literally shaking with anger, I clenched my free hand into a fit, but as I did both my irises turned pink, and the mirror cracks in the middle, spider-webbing cracks rippled on the mirror. But my irises turned back to their normal colour quick as a flash. This wasn't the first time this had happened...

"Fuck!" I hear Rachel's voice from the hallway, and a door slam shut. I turn around and see her storming off into the main area of the tower, and I followed quickly behind, leaving my door open. "Don't fucking walk away from me," Rachel yells at Jason as I come just in time around the corner.

"Whoa. Hey, what's happening here?" Dawn interjects, standing from the stool at the island. As I came to the side of Rachel as she came to a halt.

"Jason drew crucifixes all over my mirror," Rachel states, angry that he did such a thing.

"Bullshit," Jason defends himself.

"Jason, it's ok if you're angry," Dawn told him, a way of comforting him as she made her way off the stool. But he pulled this on Rachel, and then I find my mirror written on.

"I didn't do shit, ok?" Jason replies his eyes teary as he held back the tears. "Don't blame me for her voodoo issues," he went on, his eyes locked on to Dawn.

"What's all the drama about?" Donna asks, coming in from behind Jason, as I took a sip of my tea.

"Somebody drew crosses on Rachel's mirror and she thinks Jason did it," Dawn explained the situation to Donna.

"I know he did it," Rachel states her tone still upset about it.

"Cute idea with the bourbon bottle," Hank voice came into play. "Not my type though. I'm more of a sour mash guy. You ever go in my room and pull that shit again, I'll forget what team you're on," Hank said, clearly angry about the issue with the bottle in his room.

"Why, Jason?" Donna asks him.

"I don't know what happened, guys, but I didn't do it," Jason continued to defend himself, but his tone sounded hurt and there was tears in his eyes.

"What about the picture of Ellis?" Dawn asks him.

"The orange soda bottle?" Donna also asks him.

"My mirror had a message on. 'Why don't you stay invisible'," I spoke in a gentle tone, but my voice cracked slightly as I was upset about it.

"He did it to you guys, too?" Rachel said clearly shocked that he's been going around pulling pranks on us all.

"Fuck this," Jason began to walk towards the elevator.

"Hey, we're not done here, kid," Hank raises his voice, making Jason stop in his tracks.

"You people are insane," Jason spoke his head shaking slightly. "I'd rather be with Deathstroke than you assholes. You think everything's my fault," the words he spoke broke my heart, have we really come to this. Deathstroke was getting under all our skins, mainly Hank, Dawn, Donna and Dick. We all know that they are keeping a secret from us, and I think that's what's driving us apart...

Just then, the ding of the elevator came to ear, making us all cock our heads to the doors. They open within a second of looking, Dick comes stranding out, holding a handgun, looking all tense and stressed.

"He's here," Dick said in a hush tone, making us all look at him weirdly like he had snapped.

"What?" Hank states.

"Deathstroke, here, in the Tower. He took pictures of all of us," Dick announces, and I felt an instant shiver go down my spine. Gar's voice echoed into my ear but I didn't register what he had spoke as the idea of Deathstroke taking pictures of us all was creepy.

"Dick, talk to me. What's with the gun?" Hank spoke carefully to him, as he thinks that he's finally snapped. But Dick didn't reply his gaze went to the other-side of the room. After a moment, his gaze came back to all of us, his eyes scanning each one of us. "Jason," he states his head cocked to the other side of the room before he runs down that way, leaving us all standing there confused as fuck.

"Does anyone know what the hell just happened?" I ask aloud, my eyes scanning the others in the room, but they just gave me a shook of their heads or a shrug...

.........................................

*A Month Ago*

Vanessa stood on the training mat, in her hand was a sword, she was currently in the stance. Dick teaching them all the stance, but today she was one-to-one with Dick himself. She was the first to strike, but Dick had easily blocked it, but Vanessa took the low route and swirled her leg around, but Dick jumped over it. But Dick strikes down this time, but Vanessa blocks it with the wooden sword, taking her gaze up to Dick. For this training session, Dick had told her not to use any of her powers. Dick removes his sword from hers, as she stood back to her feet. However, he didn't waste anytime and struck again, but Vanessa was fast she blocked his attack, as he swung that sword around, using all the moves he has, but she seemed to block every attack or dodge the sword. She swirls around the mat like she was a ballerina. Vanessa saw a chance and took her strike, she hits Dick's sword but of course he blocked it.

"You're good," Dick said, giving her a pleasant smile, making her blush slightly at his comment, but he caught her off guard, and uses that to his advantage. He kicks out his leg and Vanessa falls to the ground, but it was more like kneeling. "I win," he remarks, making Vanessa peer up at him, giving him a soft smile. Dick offers out his hand to her, and she took it willingly, getting back to her feet. "Try not to loose focus next time," he tells her swiftly, clearly he could see that she was distracted. Over the month, Dick and Vanessa have been training with each other more regularly, and this made a connection between them. Truth be told they had already got a strong connection to one another.

"Aye aye captain," Vanessa jokes with him, doing a silly little salute. Dick chuckles at her action, before getting the sword off of her, and placing his and hers back on the rack where they belong. "So, what's next on today's agenda?" She asks, wanting to know as she was really enjoying the times she's spending with Dick.

"Nothing. You're done for today," he replies, cocking his head over to her, placing the last sword on the rack, before turning his whole body around. "Up to you," he went on taking a few steps closer to her, his arms crossing over his broad chest. Vanessa wants to bring up about the time at the house, and in Dick's mind, she wants to know how he feels.

"I do wanna ask you something," she begins, her gaze on Dick's warm chocolate eyes, which she could literally melt into a puddle... "At the house with Trigon, and when Rachel and I went into your mind. You didn't kill me. Why?" She asks the question she's wanted to ask since it happened. Dick just stares at her for a moment, you could see that he was coming up with an answer, the cogs were turning.

"I found the will to overcome my darkness, and I would never dream of hurting you," his voice was soft, and caring. Bitch, it was getting real in the training room today... Vanessa offered him a smile, but the kiss was still lingering around her noggin.

"And the kiss?" She states, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Heat of the moment," he replied swiftly, making her frown at him. "It was a mistake on my behalf," he went on, but the words broke Vanessa's heart, but that wasn't the worse part. A sudden anger flew through her, and it bubbled up because she knew that he was lying, because that kiss they shared wasn't a mistake.

"A mistake?" Vanessa spoke her tone was angry. "Was it a mistake when you fucked Kory," Vanessa snaps at him like a snake. Dick was taken back at the sudden anger that generated off of her. "Or when you two fucked some more? Do you even care about me?" She went on her tone of voice never lowered as this was her moment.

"I do care for you," Dick commented quickly.

"But not in the way I do," Vanessa replies, but Dick just stood there, not wanting to anger her further with the wrong words. "I get it. Fine, just forget what I said, we'll just be team mates," she didn't want to see his face anymore and stormed off the mat and down the hallway as Dick just stood there and hung his head low. As he royally fucked up...

Vanessa entered the kitchen, getting a glass and poured herself some water, but all she could think about was Dick and what he said. She was angry, upset and heart broken, and that anger but it was more like rage was building up inside of her. She places the glass on the counter and paces in front of it, the more she did the more angry she become. Within moments, she was about to burst, she stops in front of her glass and clutched her hands into fists. Suddenly, the glass smashes, like an small explosion had gone off. Glass ran along the counter top as water began to drip to the floor. But in the reflection of the piece of glass that was left whole, she could see her irises a pink colour, before they began to dim back to their emerald colour...

It was like a wave of relief had washed out of her, the anger seemed to subside and she began to calm. The power she had inside of her was deadly and that just proved it, if she got angry to a point of rage, she could lose control of herself and she might do something to one of her team mates. And that scared the shit out of her. On that day Vanessa vowed not to get too angry at things or if she did she would hold back the anger and try not too lose control...

But we all had breaking points...