Disclaimer: I own nothing but Harpy, aka Ivy, Violet, and Lily.
Another Member
Summery: The league starts with eight members, not seven. How will this influence future events?
Prolog: Harpy
"I'm just your average, ordinary everyday superhero"
Everyday Superhero- Smashmouth
A dark figure was crouched on the roof of a building, surveying the ground below. The sound of a scream and the sight of fleeing body sent the figure into motion. Diving forward while simultaneously unfurling feathery black wings, the figure quickly swooped into the ally the purse snatcher had ducked into. The figure swiftly incapacitated the criminal, then grabbed the purse and dropped it on the hood of the victim's car.
After returning to its position on the roof, the figure was approached from behind by another dark figure.
"What do you want?" the first figure, a red haired woman wearing a domino mask, a red shirt with the silhouette of a diving bird printed on it, and a pair of black pants, demanded of the second figure, a man wearing a cowl, a cape, and a grey bodysuit with the silhouette of a bat emblazoned on the chest.
"What are you doing in my city?" growled Batman. The woman paused, thinking over her answer.
"I'm here to help" she finally responded. "I don't need help" Batman snarled back. "Batgirl and Robin will be disappointed to hear that" the red head replied in a playful tone.
"Besides" she continued in a more serious manner "I meant the city, not you."
Batman frowned "Who are you?" he questioned. "Harpy" she replied while spreading her wings and taking flight.
A tan skinned, red haired woman was sleeping on the couch in her apartment, when she was woken up by someone pounding on the front door. Opening her red eyes she got up off the couch.
"I'm coming, I'm coming" she grumbled as she made her way to the door. Opening the door she was greeted by the sight of a paled skinned, black haired, blue eyed woman, wearing a blue sundress and high heeled sandals.
"Violet, what are you doing here so early?" questioned the red haired woman. "Ivy, it's noon" Violet deadpanned. Ivy blinked. "Really? Good thing I have the day off" she stated while moving away from the door to let Violet into the apartment.
"Have you seen the news lately?" Violet asked.
Ivy shook her head "I've been busy the last few days" she explained.
Violet grabbed the remote, turned on the t.v, and flipped to a news station. The anchorwoman that came on the screen was reporting on the most controversial event of the past few days. "The world is still in uproar about the global disarmament plan" she said.
"What global disarmament plan!" Ivy shrieked. Violet turned down the volume on the television.
"It was Senator Carter's idea, disarm the nukes and leave Superman in charge of global defense" explained Violet.
"Superman. One man. One man whose one weakness everybody knows!" Ivy exclaimed in exasperation.
"Yeah, but I don't think most people would be able to get their hands on kryptonite." Violet replied.
"I know that. But all it takes is one. One person with the right combination of money and determination" reasoned Ivy. She continued "and without Superman or powerful weapons some country could easily take out another."
"Where would a country get that kind of fire power" questioned Violet. "They could develop new weapons or buy from weapons dealers" Ivy answered.
"Alright, I'll give you 'developing new weapons' but where would weapons dealers get that kind of stuff?" was Violet's next question.
"They'd buy or steal the weapons, then sell them for more then they paid" Ivy explained.
"But from where?" Violet pressed in a worried tone.
"Private organizations, a corrupt government, they might even contact me" Ivy explained in a light tone.
Violet raised an eyebrow "Don't they hate you for testifying against them?" Violet asked in an incredulously.
Ivy shrugged. "With enough high tech weapons and the promise of a large profit, it would be pretty easy to buy their forgiveness." she explained.
"Would you do it?" whispered Violet.
"Of course not, I've got a good thing going with a clean slate and a new job and I'm not about to ruin it!" Ivy answered, looking offended.
"Why can't you just go back to your job back home?" Violet demanded of the red head.
"My job at home was weapons design and manufacturing. We've got a lot of weapons stocked up so there won't be a need for me to build anymore, unless our people get involved in another war." Ivy explained in a resigned tone.
"Well, you can transfer over to the transportation department." Violet suggested.
"The Himuras run that department, remember. I don't think it's a good idea to have people you owe money to as coworkers" Ivy stated with a frown.
Violet sighed and turned the volume up on the television. "In other news, there still no clues as to why three distinguished scientists sabotaged the deep space monitoring network.
"Who would want to blow up the deep space monitoring network?" Violet asked in disbelief.
"Aliens" Ivy deadpanned. "Now, why did you come here, I know it wasn't just to make sure I was aware of current events." Ivy inquired.
"I came to borrow your car." Violet explained happily.
"Why?" Ivy asked with a sigh.
"I need to start looking for a dress and I can't exactly fly to the store." Violet stated.
"What do you need a new dress for, you've already got like a hundred of them?" Ivy questioned incredulously.
Violet pouted. "I do not. I have sixty-three and none of them are appropriate for the party that Wayne Industries is holding for it's shareholders in a few weeks. Lily asked me to go in her place 'cause she's busy and apparently I need to work on my people skills" she answered.
"Well, you are pretty rude to those you aren't related to, and even then you can be impossible." Ivy with a sigh.
Violet glared. "What's the point of being nice to people you're going to outlive anyway!" she exclaimed.
Ivy placed her hand over her face, sighed, then, not wanting to get into another fight with her sister, muttered "The keys are on the kitchen counter."
"Thanks!" Violet responded cheerily, her mood turning around completely as she left.
Weeks later, Harpy was sitting on the roof of a building in Bludhaven. Harpy was in Bludhaven because criminal activity had decreased in Gotham because of rumors that Batman had gained meta-human powers, no one realized that there was a new hero in Gotham.
Harpy was currently watching the vigilante Nightwing, a young man in a black bodysuit with the silhouette of a bird emblazoned in blue on the chest, fighting a group of thugs in an alley. Harpy had decided not to interfere because he was winning. Another thug appeared at the end of the ally, but unlike the others he was carry a gun.
Harpy quickly snuck up behind the thug. "Bringing a gun to a fist fight, that's not fair" she whispered into his ear. The thug turned to look at her and she punched him in the face, knocking him out.
The rest of the thugs were soon dispatched by Nightwing, who got into a fighting stance when he saw Harpy's dark form at the end of the ally. "That's a fine way to treat someone who just saved you from getting shot." Harpy pouted in a falsely upset tone while retrieving the gun from the unconscious thug.
"Who are you?" questioned Nightwing.
"That's the first thing you say! 'Who are you?' Not so much as a thank you. Just like your mentor, you are!" Harpy ranted as she stepped into view.
"You're Harpy." Nightwing stated after he had gotten a better look at her.
Harpy frowned. "Did the big bad bat tell you about me?" she asked.
Nightwing didn't respond. "Of course he did" Harpy muttered before flying up to the rooftop. Nightwing followed her up.
"Alright, so now it's clear who you are, I still have no idea what you are." Nightwing stated.
"What do you mean?" Harpy inquired.
"Well you're obviously not Thanagarian. Hawkgirl can't hide her wings like you can." Nightwing responded.
Harpy grinned as she began to speak. "Around the world there are myths about creatures that look human but aren't, creatures that have their own realms separate from the human world. A lot of those myths are based on fact."
"So, what you're saying is that you're one of those creatures." Nightwing stated.
Harpy shook her head. "No, I'm saying that my mother was one of those creatures. Centuries ago humans started to fear my race, along with the other creatures of legend. Humans have a habit of destroying what they fear. Many races were wiped out, before the survivors decided that the only continue on was to flee this world" she explained.
"So your ancestors went to a different planet?" Nightwing asked.
Harpy sighed. "No, I didn't say planet I said world. An alternate dimension and alternate earth." she clarified before continuing with her story. "But that world had the same problems that this one did. So, taking the survivors of the slaughter in that world with them, my ancestors moved on. But humans are the same wherever you go, so they constructed their own world in an empty universe and allowed refugees from other worlds to join them. After establishing their world, they started searching from worlds that weren't hostile toward them."
Nightwing thought over the information "How did they travel through dimensions?" he questioned after a moment.
"Oh, sorry, I guess I should have explained that first." Harpy apologized while rubbing the back of her head sheepishly. "You see there's this portal called 'The Gate' that we use to travel between dimensions. It can be set to the world you want to go to, as long as that world has a 'gateway' that it can be synchronized with. However it is possible to travel to worlds that don't have a 'gateway' but it's completely random and you can't get back unless you build a new 'gateway' to synch 'The Gate" up to.' she explained.
"How does this 'Gate' work?" Nightwing asked.
Harpy shrugged "I don't work in the transportation department, so I don't know anything beyond what I told you. Even if I did I wouldn't tell you. I only gave you this information in order to repay you and Batman what I owe." Harpy said smirking.
"What do you mean, I never even met you before today?" a now rather confused Nightwing pointed out.
"I've been operating in your territory without permission, now we're even." Harpy clarified before flying off.
It was nighttime at Wayne Manor, and there was a party going on. While most of the guests were enjoying themselves, there was one woman standing of to the side glaring at the floor. "I'm sure the floor is very sorry for whatever it did to you" joked a dark hair man as he approached the woman.
One set of blue eyes met another as the woman looked up, startled. "Mr. Wayne! Um, no the floor didn't, I mean I was just thinking" she stammered. "Please, just call me Bruce, Mr. Wayne makes me sound old. You know I don't think I caught your name." said Bruce. "Violet, Violet Adler" she stated proudly, having regained her composure.
"Ah, you're Lily's sister, shame she couldn't make it here today." Bruce commented.
Violet nodded in agreement "Something came up."
"Would this something have to do with why your glaring at my floor?" pried Bruce. "No, I was thinking about my other sister, Ivy." Violet explained with a sigh. "She's gotten into a bit of financial trouble and I'm worried about her." she elaborated.
"Really," Bruce said in genuine surprise "I was under the impression that your family has quite a bit of money."
"We do, but it's not like the money is just handed out, we have to contribute to the family in order to get any." explained Violet.
"That's an interesting policy." Bruce commented.
Violet shrugged. "It's supposed to keep us from becoming rich snobs like the rest of high society." she said, elaborating on her previous explanation. "Not that you're a rich snob, Bruce." she immediately apologized. "
"It's alright, I agree. The rest of high society are snobs, but don't let the investors know that." Bruce whispered conspiratorially.
"Master Bruce, I apologize for interrupting, but you have an urgent phone call" interrupted a balding older man.
"Thank you Alfred." said Bruce.
"You don't mind, do you?" he asked Violet. She shook her head. "Of course not, go right ahead." she responded. After Bruce had left Violet got herself a glass of champagne, not noticing the Bat signal through the window behind her.
The next day, Ivy was taking a lunch break when Violet showed up. "Don't you have to be at work?" Ivy questioned exasperatedly.
"I'm on my lunch break so I came to tell you about last night's party." Violet explained happily.
"Did you insult anyone?" Ivy asked.
"No!" Violet immediately exclaimed in protest before revising her statement. "Well almost, but he agreed that high society is full of rich snobs"
"So you met someone that hates people as much as you do. Congratulations, you're sure to miserable together" Ivy replied sarcastically.
"You're the worst twin I've ever had" Violet pouted.
Ivy rolled her eyes. "I'm the only twin you've ever had, otherwise we'd be triplets. Idiot." she retorted.
"Hothead." Violet grumbled.
"Ice queen." Ivy responded. "Now tell me who was this guy is anyway" she demanded.
"Bruce Wayne." Violet cheerily answered.
"Great, now my break is over and I have to go replace a windshield, so bye." Ivy said as she shooed Violet away.
The Robin mentioned is Jason Todd, not Tim Drake. Tim comes in later.
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