Hey guys! This is my first story so sorry for how rough it is... im working on the second chapter at the moment. There will probably be some spitfire action at somepoint, just fyi. And by the way, the character of Sirona is the only thing i own since shes's an OC, but shes only going to be used as a point of view- so no freaking out about OCs, ok! R&R!

Sirona walked through the zeta tubes, afraid and unsure. She had powers, yes, but she wouldn't put them on the same level as a "hero". Being invited here... She didn't really like it.

But she couldn't say no. She couldn't say "sorry, batman, but I'm not interested in you're team because I'm insecure." she could only imagine how that would go over. And maybe they needed her? Not that her powers would be much help...

Her powers were inherent human abilities. She had just trained them for years, honed her skills. She had a connection to the earth, making it easier. But still, anyone could do it.

She was absolutely average.

She stepped all the way through, the computer speaking. "Recognized: guest." she was thankful the room was empty except for batman. She dropped her large bags on the floor. She was told that she would probably be here a while. Memories of her home and family rose, bringing with them a host of heart wrenching emotions. She pushed them aside. She couldn't drown in them right now.

Batman looked at her for a moment, then spoke, his voice and aura revealing little emotion. "Before I call Robin to show you to your room, I have something to give you; a gift from Zatarra." He help out a small pouch. Why in the world would Zatarra. The magician, give her something? They had never even met!

She put her hand out and received the small package. She opened it slowly, revealing a pendant of carved jade. She could just make out the signs of the elements. They knew a lot about her. Thinking about it made her... Uncomfortable. "Thank you." she pulled it out it bit, enjoying the feel and energy of the cool stone, before putting it into her pocket. She would look at it more closely later.

"He told me to tell you to infuse your energy into it to activate it." She looked at him, but he was as stoic as ever. She couldn't read him. "Ok... Thanks." Yeah, awkward.

He pressed a button on his com and looked away for a moment as he spoke. "Robin, come escort our guest to her rooms."

The reply was immediate. "Got it." within a span of fifteen uncomfortable seconds in silence, he strode into the room. She had never met any of these people before except for batman when he came to ask her to join. She had to keep out of the "give me your autograph" frame of mind.

"Nice to meet 'ya. I'm Robin. I'll introduce you to the rest of the team in a bit. You're Sirona, right?" she started at the sound of her new name. Sirona, after a click goddess of healing. Fitting, but she would definitely have to get used to having a "secret identity" and cover name. She took his outstretched hand and shook it weakly.

"Um, yeah. It's nice to meet you." she quickly retracted her hand and flipped her long blonde hair, using it as a curtain. She picked up her bag as he started walking away, chatting as he went. She glanced behind to look for Batman, but he was gone. Instead, she followed in Robins wake. She said nothing, but let him talk. She didn't do well with people, especially people she just met. She could often pick up a little of their emotions, but she tried to refrain from that. It felt... Invasive.

He showed her to her room and explained to her how to get to the main living area, asking if she thought she could figure out how to get there. She said she could. Didn't matter if it was true or not.

"Ok then, come down when your ready to meet everyone. See ya later!" with a grin, he disappeared into the recesses of the hall. That, definitely, would take some getting used to.

She looked around the room. It was small, but not a closet; similar to her room back home. Plain, gray comforter and walls with purple accents around the room. Desk, chair, dresser, empty bookcase, attached bathroom. She began unloading her stuff.

She didn't want to take long. Simply because, really,bad first impressions wet a pain in the ass. She'd rather not deal with it. It was easier to make people like you.

She sat down and hid behind her hair again. She took a couple deep breathes, gathering her courage, then walked out the door.