She sat there typing away. She kept an eye out on what was behind her, nothing right now, but there were footsteps. She started to panic. She was breaking and entering. She had gotten into the Mount Justice base. How the heck she did it, she wasn't even sure of. The steps came closer and closer, soon they would practically on top of her. She grabbed her flash drive and turned the monitor off, Maybe they won't notice at first that someone was here. She thought. She focused her energy into turning invisible. But her concentration was wavering. So she made a quick decision, which was probably not the best… she unlocked herself from her shield of invisibility and the person saw her. He was taller, slightly tanned and had raven black hair. At first he was shocked, but that only lasted briefly, as he quickly got into a defensive stance. She made a rash decision in order to protect herself, she put a force field bubble around him. The bubble glowed slightly, it was a pale blue.

The white haired girl looked at him, frightened. Her hair was the whitest white blonde ever, like an ivory, her eyes were, quite frankly, an alarming shade of pink, practically cerise, while her skin was a beautiful tan. Her hair was up in a messy bun and she wore a spaghetti strap tank top and shorts, despite the freezing cold winter in Happy Harbor. Robin place his hands on the surface of the bubble and squinched his eyes. As he looked closer he could she a light spattering of freckles on her face.

"Who are you?" he asked in a slight growl. She took a step back. "Do you speak English? Who are you?!" he was getting frustrated with this girl. She simply nodded and took a few steps forward.

"Primrose." She said softly. She blinked her roseate eyes at him.

"What the heck are you doing here?" He's going to interrogate me isn't he? I should get out of here! But I need to find that file. Oh! I need to find Rocket! Where the heck is that girl? Probably with Icon-

"Rob! Who the heck are you!?" A tall ginger boy, who looked older than the Robin guy, barged in and she flipped. What to do, what to do, what to do! Think Rose! THINK! She broke his shield and then put it around herself. She shut her eyes tight and sat, pulling her knees to her chest and burring her head. This went wrong. SOOOO WRONG. I was just supposed to find Rocket. I'm such a dumb butt! When will I learn that I don't need to see if I'm in any files? It should be fine right… if I show up in a few. NO! Rose no! That would be a death trap! You're not supposed to exist. Your just Rocket's imaginary friend… but real. Ahhhh! Pull yourself together Man! She screamed to herself. She looked up and the boys where talking they had walked over to her shield and were watching her as they conversed. She mentally face palmed as the ginger poked the shield.

"We should call Batman. He would want to know that there is a girl that has powers here. I have a feeling that she didn't get lost and stumble across us." Robin said. She smirked. That got there attention.

"So you are as smart as you look." She said snorting, very un-lady like.

"So, Primrose, what the Heck are you here for?" the Ginger asked.

"I'm here for Rocket. Icons sidekick."

"Why?" Robin asked.

"Because…" your all in danger. Uh just tell them. No they won't believe you. To them, you're just a threat. You taught her how to use her powers initially. Then Icon came and took all the credit. Dirt bag. Don't even think he knows about me. I need to tell them. Someone. I have self-conflict. Rose! Tell them now. "You guys are all in danger." She said biting her lip.
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Okay bad idea! She said mentally face palming when they finally got her out of her bubble and put her in an interrogation room. That was only the beginning. Here walks in Batman. Holly Shitake Mushrooms! Now Batman is going to kill me with that look he's giving me. The famous BAT-GLARE! Rocket told me about these. Holy crap I'm nervous.

He sat down right in front of her. Her hands were in front of her on her lap. She had hand cuffs on. She lifted both her hands up so she could brush some hair out of her face. She held his gaze. She didn't glare, she seemed to be reading him. That did not feel good to The Bat.

"Primrose. How do you know Rocket?"

"Grew up together." She said simply.

"Have you always had meta-human powers?"

"Born with them, Mr. Batman." She said shrugging.

"How are we in danger?" he asked leaning in.

"I suppose you know that the Injustice League was a front for the LIGHT." He nodded. "Well there is an underground association also in league with the LIGHT. They call themselves The Cleansers. Imagine, Ras al Guls Shadow beliefs, ten times worse. They think that they can rid the world on what they think is evil. But there type of evil is not ours." A worried expression consumed her face.

"And you would know about this…how?"

"Let's just say I have my connections." I'm not going to go tell him my backstory, I can't. First Rose, you don't exist. Second, you're dead to your Uncle Ras, to your Father, to Red Claw. Every Gang you were ever associated with thinks you're dead. Three, you can't trust them, the only one trustable is Rocky.

"Well, Primrose, if you are being threatened in any way we can offer protection-"he was interrupted be a snort.

"You can't offer me protection. They people that I used to associate with are good trackers. And mainly they are professional assassins. So it's best that they still think I'm dead. On my own, it's safer.

"What do you mean? So you used to be an associate of the Light."

"Not on purpose. Let's just say I was born into a screwed up family." She sighed, not happy with him not letting things go. I just want to play dead. Is it that hard? I gave you what you wanted to hear, now let me go! She said, mentally punching the Dark Knight in the face, over and over again.

In the other room, Rocket had arrived. Robin told his father. He watched from the other side of the interrogation room glass. Batman entered the room they were in.

"Do you know this girl?" Batman growled questioningly.

"I-I I'm not sure. There's only one girl I know with that color hair and I haven't seen her in years. There's only one way to know to." She sighed knowing the likelihood of the Bat letting her do what she was going to ask to do was very slim. "I need to go in there." She said full of confidence.

He sighed. "Okay. But if anything happens, you get out of there right away. You understand?" she nodded and went to the interrogation room.

"Tell me something that only Prim would know."

"Gwendolyn." She said simply.

Rocket left the room with a slightly confused Bat left inside. She nodded to Nightwing.

"Yeah, that's my Prim!" she said shrugging slightly.