Prologue
She ran through the streets, her bag bouncing on her side, the feeling of adrenaline coursing through her veins. She loved this feeling, the thrill of the risk, even though to her it wasn't much of a risk because she doesn't get caught. Her bright red hair seemed to stand out in the dark of the night, but that never worried her. She could hide or disguise herself if she wanted to. She heard a soft 'whoosh' and turned around to see the town of Gotham deserted except for a few cars passing by every once in a while trying to get home quickly, not even sparing the girl a glance. Nevertheless, learned from experience that just because you see no one, doesn't mean nobody's there.
He was in the shadows, looking at his target. He was surprised when he got a full view of her and knew she couldn't be much older than him. 'Less than normal hair and eye color, African-American, little short, lean. Heh. Finally found someone shorter than me' he thought. Her red eyes darted around, looking for the cause of the sound probably. His eyes landed on the bag hanging off her shoulder. Jumping out quickly he landed quietly behind her and started running after her as she started moving again, his footsteps silent. He threw a batarang that sliced the straps of the bag and made it fall to the floor.
She at last found him when she stopped and turned around to inspect what happened. He had a domino mask, a black cape with yellow on the inside and a familiar 'R' symbol on his chest. She smirked.
"So this is the famous Robin I've heard about. I'm surprised. I expected you to be more intimidating." Her voice echoed in his ears, being the only thing he heard in the quiet place.
"You haven't seen me fight before, haven't you? Because if you did, you would know that I have enough skills to beat you. Now, would you like to do this the easy way..." He slipped into a fighting stance, "…or the hard way?"
She walked up to him, their faces close and noses almost touching. For a moment, the look in her eyes told Robin that she was actually going to give back what she stole. She leaned down next to his ear and whispered a little too seductively for Robin to comprehend. (Actually, she shouldn't be seductive at all!)
"I like doing things the hard way."
She suddenly back flipped, her feet kicking up and hitting his jaw. He let his guard down for a second but recovered right back.
"Fine." He told her and attacked. They held their own for a while, each surprised at the other's tactics. That's when she remembered something. Her smirk getting bigger, she put her arms out in front of her and made her hands into fists. Putting her fists together, she made both her hand light up and catch fire. Caught by surprise, Robin froze and let his guard down for a moment, but a moment was all she needed. She let the blast go, hitting its target. Suddenly he was on the floor, uniform burnt and smoking, all besides his cape. Luckily his mask stayed on.
"I must admit you have skill Bird Boy." She threw something toward him and it landed beside him. "Have to go though."
"Wait." She stopped as he sat up. "What's your name?"
"Trust me. You'll know." And with that she took her grappling hook from her red utility belt and fired at a building. She swung up there and made the hook let go, and she flew through the air. She flew like a Phoenix.