Lark: Bonjour and welcome to my YJ OC fic!

Robin: C'mon get to it!

Kid Flash: Am I in the story?

Miss martian: What about me?

Zatanna: Hey what about me?

Lark: SHUT UP!

Nightingale: Yeah let her start the story

Lark: I don't own The DC universe or anything else other than the Wing cafe... sorry if your cafe is also named this and I also own my OCs

Nightengale: HEY! I own my OCs

Lark: Sorry yes, Nightingale is Nightingales and Shannon belongs to my friend Wobbit.

Contains SWEARING, VIOLENCE

My story starts with me. Catherine Etoile Woods or just Cath. A girl who fantasized of things like saving the world, being brave, superheroes and mythology.

My journey starts with a letter.

Yes... A letter.

But, no ordinary letter. It is a letter that will change the world.

But I'm getting ahead of myself...

Let's start at the beginning.

Ch.1: The rescue that changed everything

It was strangely quiet in Gotham.

Unfortunately that meant that something really bad was going to happen soon and would most likely be horrible. Everyone knew it, from the drunkards to the rich business men in their skyscrapers, everyone fearing the unevitable.

That is why on that eerie evening Batman was not shocked to see Riddler, Two-Face and The Joker strut down the street in a very populated area. And another small detail they were followed by a heavily armed truck full of machine-gun armed minions.

Within 2 seconds of the truck barreling down the street, the civilians were screaming and running around in general disarray. The street was full of general chaos and the villains hadn't even done anything, but walked down the street.

"Well I think we found them." Robin said to Batman while Nightingale simply facepalmed at the citizens antics. Batman didn't respond, but simply grappled off the building followed by Nightingale and Robin soon followed with a "Wait for me!".

*Meanwhile*

I sat by the window in the Wing cafe, a quiet, not well known cafe in downtown Gotham. It was a peaceful day so far, and I was quietly reading while sipping my peppermint tea.

Then all hell broke loose outside. I saw the grinning face of the infamous Joker, the laughable costume of the Riddler and the 2 sides of Two-faces suit as they came down the boulevard.

I stood up abruptly and pressed my self against the glass as I stared out the window in shock. I reached for my swiss army knife and looked around to see that the staff and little occupants that they had, were already dispersed.

I grabbed my bag and ran behind the counter and tried the bathroom and kitchen doors to find them locked. "Merde!" she swore and looked around the store before realizing that the villains were now locked in battle with our resident heroes.

I watched in awe as the famous Batman grappled with the Joker and Two-face, while the resident female superhero (That no one knew the name to) was disarming the truck with obvious ease.

Then I watched as Robin fought Riddler while laughing and constantly smirking. He flipped and spun while throwing birdarangs.

Then my eyes widened as the truck swerved in the cafe's direction. My eyes seemed to widen to their capacity as the trucks deadly path continued and my brain went into overdrive as I tried to think of a way out of this situation.

*Robins point of view*

I watched as the truck barreled down the street and careened toward the nearby shop. Then I heard Nightingale screech "Help, I may know how to drive a motorcycle, but a truck is an entirely different matter!".

I ran toward the truck and I soon realized that the truck was going to hit a shop no matter what, because we were surrounded by shops, though the streets seemed barren since most of the occupants had fled in fear.

I glanced in the direction of the shop that the truck was heading towards and my breath caught as I saw a girl about my age in the shop glancing around frantically.

I increased my speed to a point I didn't know I was capable of and used a light pole to grapple down the street towards the shop. My eyes took in the girl I was now racing towards.

She was not panicking which surprised me and had a calculating look in her eyes as she surveyed the streets and shop window as she gauged the time it would take to run out of the shop.

The girl frowned and a slight glint of fear seemed to appear in her eyes as she realized there was no way out. She considered her options and darted out of the shop as the ruck neared within 20 feet of her.

*Catherine's point of view

I ran top speed away from the truck though I couldn't help but stare mesmerized as it quickly caught up though I could see a vague image of a girl freaking out in the drivers seat as the truck sped towards me.

My mind froze as I realized that an arm was snaking its way around my waist and I felt a backlash hit me as I flew into the air. All the air left my lungs and the scene below me started to become smaller then grew in size as my rescuer and I swung up then down to the street again and I heard a resounding crash as the truck hit the shop.

My waist was released by my mysterious rescuer and I turned to see none other than the boy wonder himself.

Time seemed to freeze as all the shock came back to me. I fell to my knees, my eyes dulling.

I could see fine and I took it all in. The truck was blazing with a ghostly blue and red fire and was cover in burning brick dust. The building was a crumbling mass of concrete and mortar.

Sirens sounded vaguely in the background as Batman and Anonymous gal tied up the villains. Anonymous gal was smirking and seemed to be taunting the villains heavily and Batman was as rigid as ever and his face betrayed no emotion.

The street was covered in scattered pieces of rubble and my attention was brought back to the person in front of me as he started to speak slowly to me. "Are you ok?" he said enunciating slowly.

I glared taking in his tone and his smirk. Then I gracefully addressed him by saying this:

"Che cazzo! What happened and why are you taking to me like I'M A FOUR YEAR OLD! dummkopf!". He looked shocked before glaring and responding " I was trying to see if you had a concussion, thus the tone and no need to swear".

I rolled my eyes before I stood up shakily and extended my hand " Thanks for saving me. My name is Catherine and you?". He grinned and shook my hand quickly "Well, I can't tell you that, but you can call me Robin. I have to get going, nice to meet you". As he took off I muttered under my breath "super heroes".

*Robin's point of view*

I helped finish securing the goons, then took off along side Batman and Nightingale. On the way back to the batcave, Nightingale and Batman got into their usual argument.

"Why can't they know who I am? Everyone knows who Robin is!" I heard Nightingale complained. Batman's answer was quick, and it didn't surprise me; it was his usual answer. "We've been over this Nightingale, you are constantly getting grounded, Robin isn't."

"Plus," I added, chiming in laughing "It's the dynamic duo, not trio." . She glared weakly and then started to laugh with me until we were doubled over laughing.

Batman sighed and pulled into the batcave. Nightingale and I went up stairs to prepare for bed.

Translations:

French:

Merde!: Shit!

Italian:

Che cazzo!: What the fuck!

German:

Dummkopf!: Idiot

Lark: What will happen to the multicultural swearing Catherine next time?

NightIngale: And who is this Anonymous gal?

Lark: Bye and until next time! *giggle* anonymous gal *giggle*

Nightingale: Just stop giggling...