Previously on Red Revenge...


"All units, murder suspect on fifth and third proceeding north on foot. Pursuing. Require backup. Suspect is heavily armed and protected. Female, mid-twenties. White hair, black clothes, sword and possible body armor." the radio crackled. 

"She cut them in three pieces and set आग to their car." Revenge replied, and swung off.

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"I assume आप did your homework?" Revenge asked.

"Yes." Rose replied, untying her snow-white hair from its ponytail. She was dressed simply. White tank top, skinny jeans, white eyepatch. Her hair hung loosely behind her. 

"As far as I can see, this is her first appearance. At least in this century."

"This century?" Revenge asked as Rose lay down on the couch, facing opposite of him.

"Yeah." she said, tossing him a packet of papers. "Apparently, this woman has appeared, same outfit, dozens of time throughout recorded history. Each time she kills people, befriends someone, mostly the hero of the turn, and then kills them after they try and stop her from killing और people."


"Holly!" Sam exclaimed, standing up. Rose sat up and flipped on the couch.

होल्ली, होली flew at Sam and pinned him to the wall, one hand around his throat. For once, Sam couldn't defeat her.

"Do आप know who she is and what she has done?!" होल्ली, होली exclaimed.

Sam gagged. "Yes! I do! Let me down and I'll explain!"

"So she's the one undercover?" होल्ली, होली asked.

"Yes." Revenge replied. "Well, me too, but mostly her."

"I kept wanting to get आप in on this." Rose said. "I would've loved to have आप द्वारा my side."

"But he didn't want me to." होल्ली, होली said, glaring at Sam.

"No." Sam replied.

"And why the hell not?" 

"I didn't want आप to get hurt." Sam कहा sadly, turning to the computer.

Holly's expression softened.

"But you're in it now." Sam sighed.

"Does the rest of the Team know about this?" होल्ली, होली asked. "Nightwing, Batman?"

"Surprisingly, no." Rose said. "And somehow, Sam's kept it that way." 

"Speaking of secret identities, how long--"

"Two months." Sam replied.

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The woman with the white hair was moving as if she were liquid. Slipping to one side या the other, smoothly dodging, countering, an attacking Rose. The police had (thankfully) formed a barrier, keeping the citizens behind it. 

"Left." Revenge whispered, leaping from his motorcycle. Ravager dodged to the left, her armor glistening in the lights of the night street. Revenge tossed daggers at the woman.

They passed right through her. Revenge continued his descent. She landed a kick and knocked him straight through a building into a सड़क, स्ट्रीट on the other side. Revenge groaned, trying to stand, but unable to. He groaned and fell unconscious onto the concrete.

"My agenda belongs to me. No one else." the woman replied calmly, stabbing Ravager through the side. "I advise आप mind that." 

Ravager gasped and sucked in her breath until the sword withdrew. She collapsed to the ground and the woman disappeared in a बादल of smoke.

Every camera in New York City went offline for thirty seconds. In that time, Ravager and Revenge disappeared.

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"She'll be okay." Revenge said, pulling the blanket over Rose's body. "That sword sucked out her energy. She'll be out for a day."

होल्ली, होली looked down in concern. "What about you?"

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"No results in police database, google--"

The large computer chimed. 

"One result..." Sam muttered, opening it. A chill ran down his spine as he read the two words. "Turn around"

He spun, grabbing his sword and pointing it at the figure in the shadows.

"Come out." he said.

The woman walked out. Now that she was standing still in front of him, he could get a better look at her. 

She was tall, that was for sure. She wasn't bad looking either, but the टैटू ruined it all. They covered her left shoulder and arm as well as her right hip and leg. Blackness swirled around the upper half of her torso as if it were from Hell itself. Her white, spiky hair blew in the dry, harsh wind that had entered with her. She was wearing pants that barely started above her thighs and a tube top. A scarf covered the lower half of her face and an eyepatch hung over her left eye. She had a dog कॉलर tight around her throat and two black leather gloves that went almost all the way to her shoulders.

"Who are you?" Revenge growled. "And why did आप murder those people?"

"She didn't murder them!" होल्ली, होली exclaimed. "She massacred them! Cut them to pieces with a very curious looking sword!"

"This?" the woman asked, pulling out the dark बैंगनी, वायलेट blade and laying it before Revenge. He instantly shoved होल्ली, होली behind him. 

"Don't worry. I shan't hurt you." she said.

"Who--who are you?" Revenge asked again. He felt Holly's fingers लपेटें around his other blade and slide it from his belt. 

"I am Diabhal from Iffrean. I come merely to assist you." the woman replied.

"Assist me in what?" Revenge asked cautiously. He still felt Holly's small, gentle fingers moving on his back, clutching at him occasionally in fear.

"In saving this city from your arch-nemesis." Diabhal replied. "I believe आप call him...Reaper, my Lord."

"The one आप call Reaper is going to detonate Grant Tower. With tens of thousands of people inside. द्वारा the time your enforcers call you, it will be too late. And among the deceased will be your mother."