Disclaimer: I own none of these characters that shall be mentioned in this story. Though I do lay claim to the Evil Plot Bunny that inspired this story.
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She had the sleek black jet on auto-pilot, seeing as she had never been that good at driving it, and had also been forbidden from driving it. She shouldn't have taken it, but it was the fastest way to get there.
She was dressed in a civilian style, a white knit-top that sported the words 'Break Dance; Not Hearts' in fancy green lettering and a pair of faded lime skinny jeans. On her feet where bleach-white socks and an old pair of black and white chucks. Around her neck was the petite heart shaped silver locket on a chain that held an old photograph, with both her mother and father.
Her hair was in one of those rare pony-tails that she barely ever graced the world with, and her eyes were not surrounded by a cowl.
At the moment she didn't need to wear her alter ego's attire, not when she was in high class jet that was, at the moment, surrounded by dark gray storm clouds.
She sighed, trying to focus on what really mattered here. And that was finding out what had happened to her mentor. It wasn't going to be easy though, and that's why she needed to find an old family member. An old friend.
That was only part of what she had to do at the moment. She also had to convince this old family member to help her. It could take days, maybe even a week or two, but she had no other options.
The Justice League would blow the whole thing out of proportion, and just asking a single member of the Justice League would result in the whole League finding out.
She didn't want that, and she knew her mentor didn't either. Her friends wouldn't be able to help her either, and Tim barely had any training.
Besides this 'old family member' would hear about the whole fiasco eventually. He wouldn't be too happy that he wasn't informed about it, and that would add on to the rift between him and the rest of the family.
So this was her only option, the only thing left to do.
She heard a warning 'beep' from the main computer of the jet, it meant only one thing. She was getting closer to her destination. She gathered up a few things as the jet landed on the far outskirts of a city.
She hurried out of the dark jet, activating the stealth system before she was completely out of it. No one would notice it until dawn, and by then she would have been able to move it to a better location.
She began on the mile and ½ walk to the bustling city, a black back-pack slung across on of her shoulders. She focused on her plan, hoping to arrive there soon so that she could get her plan into motion. Every second counts, especially when it came to her mentor.
Especially when it came to her /missing/ mentor. Especially when it came to the bunches of villains that could have captured her mentor.
She entered the city after thirty minutes of a brisk-paced walking. Now all she had to do was put on the suit and go to her 'old family member'.
She dodged past the people that still wandered the streets after this hour, receiving a few stares from some older men and women. After all, why would a girl her age be walking around a town without anyone else?
She always kept her head down, fully knowing that all the people she passed would recognize her, and possibly have the Police Department call a different city's Commissioner.
She found what she had been looking for, a convenience store equipped with a one-windowed bathroom. She entered the store, receiving yet another stare from the clerk.
She picked up the pace, entering the bathroom and quickly shutting the painted wooden door.
She slipped the first part of the spandex suit, keeping the cowl down as she untied her chucks and pulled on the long yellow boats. Next, she applied the gloves to her costume. After that came the cape, the same cape her mentor and her 'old family member' had. She attached it to the suit, pulling on the end to make sure it was attached correctly.
Finally she undid the pony-tail, and fanned out her hair, slowly bringing the black cowl over her head.
After she had put on her night-time attire she opened the window, making sure to muffle all the creaks it gave away. She went feet first through it, landing at the start of a pitch dark ally-way.
She stayed in the shadowy parts of the city, all of her training streaming through her mind as she ran to the edge of land. There it was. Where her 'old family member' was.
She hesitated as she had known was bound to happen in a predicament like this. She couldn't afford to waste time, so she pushed the reluctant thoughts to the far corner of her mind and continued on with her mission.
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Author's Note;;
Kudos to anyone who can guess who 'She' is. It should be fairly easy since I somewhat described her parentage, and also described her 'spandex suit'.
And no, there are no pairings that are currently going through my mind for this story. Currently though, so it is likely to change.
Also, this story, in my own opinion is not a cross-over since I'm not mixing the Series 'Teen Titans' with another series, just a few different characters. (D
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