Hello, I am Batfur. I know, it's not that original, but it's the clan name I got, although my nickname is a bit better. You can call me 'Bea'. I am one of the final four warriors of the Sierra Travelers Clan. Bootpelt, Mousewing, and Reedheart is the others. Sunrise is our leader. It was my turn to take the journey to an chosen world, which was interconnected with a old warrior's world. I chose Batman's world which is woven within Shiftshine's world home; Superman.
I will be there into the near future after Shiftshine's family grew up some. Rari, which I call her, is delighted to have a old friend to aid her to protect our worlds. I may not know what I will be, metahuman or just plain human with warrior moves, or something else entirely.
What could I say about myself? Well, for starters, my parents were killed in a big car crash, and then I was raised by my grandparents on Mom's side. It happened when I was real young, about 7 years old. Papa didn't have family, met Mom, then had me. Grandpa told me that Papa was a nightclub bouncer, and Mom was a tutor. I was born in New Jersey, but moved to New York City where Grandpa and Grandma lived after the accident. I inherited some of Papa's sun allergy. You may know the technical name; Polymorphic Light Eruption, (PLE). It isn't as serious as Papa's allergy was, from what I could vaguely remember. I think since Mom didn't have it, and Papa had it, I had a stronger tolerance to the sunlight, but I couldn't be out all day.
I met the clan when I was younger in my adult years, and with occasional babysitting on the Surface, I was definitely made to be a warrior. For some reason, it felt so natural to me when I accepted the clan battle techniques, and I never had felt more peaceful or fluid in my body before in my life until the moment I became part of the clan.
My day began upon a nice, partly cloudy day which I was grateful for, and I was heading to HQ below Upworld House, my final babysitting job done, with my last bunch of money secured. I had this mint green sleeved shirt that emboldened the combined Batman/Superman symbol, and black jeans, and brown khakis boots, and around my neck is my totem radio necklace. The thread itself is a cotton dyed twisted pink/purple, and hanging from the thread is two totems. The first one is a carved black bat, and the second one is a toned crystal/gem circle of metal. There are three rings; the outside ring is a emerald green cut-gemstone, the middle ring is a copper gold which was melted from pennies, and the inside ring is a silver white flat-cut crystal. Protecting the front of the totem is a shield of solid glass.
I pushed the button of the elevator, zooming down as I whistled a tune I had adopted from another movie I came to love. The doors opened, and I saw the tents inside the former computer room. The rest of the computers except one has been sold off a while ago, with the last warriors' rooms basically closed off. The kitchens has been closed off as well. Only the library which the final computer rests at, and the portal room is still open. The hidden theater room is still used, for we have been using the bathrooms and the movies for further watching.
My room had been bared, with the murals amazingly maintained. The north wall was painted of all the Batman characters, from comics and movies including villains as well. The east wall contained the Wayne Manor side by side with the Watchtower in outer space. The west wall had the rest of the Justice League characters.
From my blue/black tent, I grabbed my satchel that contained my savings, and some things I thought I could need in use, and added my last bunch of money to my savings which is a great deal of money in total. Over in the portal room, near the portal, is the others waiting for me. They had their own superhero/superheroine clothes to represent their favorite character. Sunrise nodded at me as I got into the room, turning on the portal, the rainbow colors immediately coming on. I shook hands each, and smiled at Sunrise in respect.
I walked forward, entered the portal, wondering what is awaiting me inside, with a hopeful thought repeating inside my head. I want to know who I am.