I'm only going to do this once for the whole story:

Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice. I can only claim my OCs.

Why would they do this? She thought to herself. She never understood her parent's cruelty.

Let me bring you up to speed. The girl, currently unnamed, was kidnapped by a circus when she was a baby. When the circus was closed down for whatever reason- the girl was never told- the girl was put into foster care. Currently, she was in a cage. And if that wasn't bad enough, her foster parents had sold her. So any anxiety she was feeling was understandable.

The girl didn't even know her own name, if she actually had one. Even so, it wouldn't matter anymore, because it's been long forgotten. Her 'parents' only ever called her Freak, Freakshow, and other variations of the 'name.' Her...siblings, for lack of a better word, called her Tails. They cared about her, but couldn't show it-because someone would end up hurt, most likely the girl- and so they called her a nicer name.

There was a reason they called her that and got away with it though. The girl actually did have a tail, superpowers too. But she never let anyone in the house find out, because they couldn't accept her tail.

So, because she was finding it very hard to care right now, she fell asleep. She had already assumed the worst was ahead, Tails figured that she should take the last peace full sleep she would get.

~Time Skip~

She awoke with a rapping noise on the cage, her instincts screaming to get up. She was actually a very heavy sleeper, but her brain kept watch and woke her up when she needed it. Because of this, it was hard to sneak up on her when she was out, because she appeared to be a light sleeper. Tails had always thought that it was how it worked for cats.

She had gotten up in the nick of time though; the cover of the cage was pulled off. It was morning; she was taken last night, so the trip must have been long.

The first thing she knew was that she was surrounded by people. The second was the location of the man who bought her, and the third was a man who appeared to be the leader was not only wearing a top hat, but looking at her.

"This is Flora." The man who bought her said, obviously amused at his joke about her being fauna. Tails was not amused. Then she realized that she was thinking of herself as Tails, and that the man had named her.

The girl was no fool though, the name wasn't for her; it was for the others. She knew that she would have remained nameless if the others didn't require one.

"But her alias could be Freakshow-" and there it was, that stupid name. Flora decided she liked the new one better, and that she would use it as her new temporary name until she actually got a name. Flora tuned out the bickering about whether or not it was an appropriate name and looked around.

She appeared to be in a circus. The man must have been the Ringmaster, and he was arguing with the one who bought her. There was another man, who was also arguing the case for 'Freakshow' not to be her alias, and a woman, who was now approaching her. She kneeled down and touched the bars of the cage.

"Flora, how old are you?" she asked.

"I'm seven." The timid girl replied.

"Have you ever been to the circus before?"

"Once, when I was two, I didn't leave until I was three." Flora saw no reason to lie.

"How do you remember that?"

"I have an eidetic memory." At least that was what she was told her memory was called. She could remember everything, well almost, her memory of two and under was a bit spotty, especially for a perfect memory, but she chalked that up to the beatings.

The woman nodded, and walked back to the adults.

And that was how Flora became a part of Haley's Circus.

Yes, she has a hard life. It's sad, I know.

Questions, comments, or concerns? Then review.