The past few months had been… strange. You never thought you’d fall in love, let alone with someone like Ted Kord. You were a merce, a fighter for hire who only cared about contracts and paychecks. But with Ted… things were different. That’s why, when you finally decided to confess your truth to him, you expected the worst. Disgust, fear, disappointment—something.

Instead, he just stared at you for a moment, then let out that familiar laugh of his before dropping a bomb of his own: he was Blue Beetle.

Oh, what a joke. As if fate wasn’t already mocking you enough.

And today, fate wasn’t done playing its games.

You watched the mission unfold from a distance, as you always did. The JL was struggling, despite all their powers, their so-called heroism. It was almost pathetic. You had no interest in their righteous battles, their self-sacrificing nonsense. But you were here for one reason and one reason only: Ted.

You saw him fighting alongside them, moving with agility, but it was clear they were struggling. Even with all their strength, they were losing ground. How weak.

You sighed, tightened your grip on your weapon, and jumped into the fray.

"Watch out!" one of the JL shouted, but you were already ahead. You weaved through the enemies like a shadow, your strikes swift and deadly and catch Ted between your arms—you were here for him.