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Chapter One

There was only a handful of people that knew about me and Dahlei. Since mom's death her friends were more than happy to take care of us. I'm still not sure how my fencing and mystical mother new the Gotham City Sirens but I had a feeling it was through Selina mostly. Balancing super villainy and a possessed kid was a bit tricky. Dahlei was able to pick up the slack. Who knew being possessed would come in handy? She made remind me of chores, acted as tutor and occasional body snatcher.

Luckily Doll was pretty moral. Or lazy, or just a wall butterfly- I mean wallflower. But when she did feel energetic and restless, Doll would possess objects for a short amount of time. Usually the stuff sheep mom gave before she died. It was quiet entertaining, watching the stuff toy curse up a storm, pacing on the kitchen table while I make breakfast. For such a bookworm she's oddly animated.

"Joker is a fucking- Why are you working with him!" Dahlei yelled at Pamela. The spirit's voice had a beastly rumble to it. Sometimes I wondered if she's actually a demon. "After everything he's done to Harleen!"

"This is bigger than you understand, Doll Face," Pamela said with a small chuckle. She playfully pulled Dahlei's horn. We both laughed as the possessed stuff animal headbutted Pamela's hand away. "I know when I'm being manipulated."

Dahlei stared hard. The time limit was up and she pulled out of the stuff animal and back into my body. She wanted to take the captain's seat so I let her. The feeling was familiar, like I was hypnotized. My body was on autopilot, everything moving on its own.

"You're not going to die," Dahlei said. Her tone just stating the future like it was fact. She took steps to Pamela, getting right in her face. "Whatever… your Injustice League is gonna do. It's going to bring Death and Destruction."

"I hate it when you get all omnipotent like that."

"Correct term is omniscience," Doll smirked and turned around. I felt control slowly being handed to me. I picked up the pot and walked over to the sink to strain the pasta.

"Omnipotent is about power. Omniscience is knowledge," I explained. My voice came out normal but I still cleared my throat. Dahlei's rumble was because of her mystic nature but I always think she's fucking up my throat. She only laughed at me. "Oh shut it."

"I probably won't be home for a long time." Ivy said, meaning that she'll be in jail and actually staying in there.

"Oh really?" I laughed, dropping the pasta into a bowl and mix in the powdered cheese. "Pamela 'Poison Ivy' Isley, abandon in prison? While her girlfriend Harleen 'Harley Quinn' Quinzel jokes around?" I paused making a face. "That sentence was disgusting to say. Why are your super names puns?"

"Because it's better to hid in plain sight?" Pamela sneered. She waited till I took a seat then held my hand as I was about to take a bite. "Don't try and bust me out."

"But it's so easy," Me and Dahlei muttered. Dahlei cleared our throat, chest rumbling. "The super life isn't ours."

"But sometimes I wish it was," I said, Doll's voice disappearing from mine. Pamela squeezed my hand. I winced a little, nervously looking at her face. It was such a loving motherly, stern stare. "I need an outlet and messing with people is fun."

"Go dancing, clubbing."

"I'm 17."

"Hockey. Boxing." Pamela shrugged. "A job."

"I already work at Abel's House of Secrets."

"Get laid."

"Pamela!" I laughed, setting down my spoon. Does it count as sex when you masturbate since we're sharing the same body? I coughed mid-way through Dahlei's sentence, face burning as she laughed at me. Pamela raised a brow at me but I didn't tell her what the mischievous spirit said. "Anyway I school's starting soon," I muttered between bites as I shoveled and swallowed down my breakfast.

"Bye," Me and Dahlei said, kissing Pamela on the cheek. At the door I double checked my bag for all my books and homework, keys. I fasten my shoes, glancing at the helmets on the rack. "Are you taking the bike?"

"Go ahead and take it, you little show off." Pamela purred, waving at me as I snatched it up and charged out the door. Quickly fastening it as I jumped onto the street bike.

I was the black sheep of this little Catholic school. Motorcycle, short skirt, short hair, piercings. I had to convince Dahlei to let me cut it. We compromised. I cut my hair if she gets our tongue pierced. Oh and don't forget my good grades. Some marks on my record for pranks and back talk.

"Good morning Deliah. You have to take me for a ride sometimes," Zatanna said as I got off my bike. I took off my helmet ruffling my hair a little hoping helmet hair didn't sick.

"I'd rather not piss off your dad." I smirked at her. Zatanna winced, remembering when I was giving her motorcycle lessons and Zatara found us. When I didn't get a response I looked to see Zatanna scowling and her mood darkening. "Penny for your thoughts?"

"Ugh, it's just… He can be so over protective." Zatanna groaned. I listening and nodded as she vented. As the only magic users in this school, we had a little understanding. "But how's work at the magic shop?" Zatanna rolled her eyes and we both laughed.

A little understanding isn't enough to tell Zatanna all my secrets. She doesn't know about Dahlei or that Abel's House of Secrets is a real magic shop, owned none other by the biblical Abel himself. Hide in plain sight right?

"Picking up. Few days before October and people are scrambling…" My voice drifted. Flashes hit me hard, or rather it hit Doll hard. Explosions, screams. Giant plants and noxious gas. I must have stumbled because Zatanna was holding me trying to keep me focus.

"Deliah, Leah! Your magic," She hissed into my ear. I tried opening my eyes. Everything was a blur but I could see red sparks crawling on my skin. I took a deep breath, trying to suppress Dahlei as Zatanna lead me to the bathroom, muttering apologize as we bumped into other students. "I'm sorry, it must be something she ate."

Once in the bathroom Zatanna propped me against the wall, checking the stalls. "It's empty."

"What the fuck was that?"

Destruction. I scowled at the answer. I stumbled sink, looking at my eyes. Dahlei's eyes are blue, mine are green. My left eye flickered between the two colors. Me and Dahlei wrestling to get whatever what happening under control. Her magic lashed out, lightning striking the mirror and cracking it. Me and Zatanna both gasped and leaped away from it. Doll wined, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

"There's nothing to be sorry about." Zatanna was by my side as I started curling into a ball. "It's alright, breath."

I coughed, trying to take in air while still muttering sorry. At least I was still using my own voice. The first bell ran and I gasped, head looking up. Dahlei's chaotic magic flickering, the lights flaring and nearly blowing the bulb but nothing was destroyed.

"Great…" I muttered as the panic settled into a manageable heartbeat and butterflies rioting in my stomach. "Fuck this, I'm gonna skip."

"Room for one more?" Zatanna smiled at me.

"Well," I muttered taking Zatanna's hand and pulled myself up. "Now I have to be responsible and go to class." Zatanna pouted playfully. We walked out of the bathroom and I casted a bit of magic to fix the broken mirror.

A/N: There's some crossover and referencing from the Endless and the New 52 Klarion comic. I'll do my best to add enough information so keep the story smooth.

The Endless are a family of seven personifications, from oldest to youngest: Destiny, Death, Dream, Destruction, Desire, Despair, Delirium. Also the New 52 Klarion comic is on readcomics . tv The art is fantastic.

Update 1/10/2017: I lowered the rating to teen since technically ffnet doesn't allow explicit sexual scene. So I'll just post the smutty stuff as shorts in another story.