"Leave here and hide! We will take care of these men." Master Ra's al Ghul glared at Jemma. His eyes pleaded that she would comply, but knowing Jemma, he knew she would retaliate.

"No! This is my fight! I dragged you guys into this and I'm not leaving so you can die!" She clenched her fist so tight that the white of her knuckles showed. She clenched her teeth tightly, praying that he would let her stay.

"Don't you understand!? We need you to survive, Jemma. Will you let our efforts go to naught so that you can feel heroic!?" Jemma could see a fire in her master's eyes. As she bit her lower lip, she turned around and headed towards her motorcycle.

"Stay alive..." She muttered as she began the engine.

"I will, little one." He smiled, but Jemma looked away. She didn't want to see his face; if she did, she would want to stay and fight. She rode out without saying a word. It didn't matter where she was going or how far the journey would take her. She had to leave to keep the world from falling into the darkness...