[A/N]: What's up my Flinx homies. Basic need to knows. It this story Kid and Jinx are like 19 and they haven't met before. So as much as I love 'Lightspeed', it didn't happen. And when you think Jinx for this story, just picture, 19, long pink hair slightly curly (obviously down) and filled out as in makes a sweater look real good. NE way, on to the story. Enjoy, R&R~!
Another bland hotel room, another idiot just begging to be ripped off. She looked down at her target with a well practiced, lusty smirk. The older man in the expensive grey suit slid his hand slowly up the back of her thigh. "I haven't seen you working before. Stan must have hired you very recently." His fingers drifted lazily up the black seam of her sheer nylons. "You are a beauty though." He said, fingers teasing the hem of her skirt. "Tell me your name." The silky haired brunette just smirked, taking his hand and putting on her waist as she leaned in. The top few buttons on her blouse were undone, giving her newest 'client' ample view of what he's paid for.
The brown eyed woman purred in a husky tone. "It doesn't matter who I am, baby. I can be anyone you want me to be." She ran her fingers along his thigh and up the buttons on his shirt before hooking her fingers under his jacket and pushed it off, moving her impressive chest closer to his face. The business man's throat went dry and he smirked. "Is that so? Well," He hummed, his pupils blown, unused to this caliber of beauty from the grubby, hole in the wall bar near his apartment. He stared at the girl's lithe form barely concealed by the tight fitted clothes. She threw the coat over the back of the coach.
"How about we-" She put her red tipped finger to his lips, cutting him off. She leaned in and he smirked. She lightly pecked him on the lips before he promptly slumped backwards and passed out. She rolled her eyes and snorted. "What an idiot. You'd think a researchers that works for such a big, important company would be more cautious. It's not that hard to put a knockout formula in a lipstick." The woman roughly pushed herself off the old geezer's lap and righted herself, fixing her skirt and shirt buttons. "Now where the hell is it?" She scanned the room, looking for his discarded brief case.
She spotted it a few feet away in its abandoned station near the bedpost and grabbed it. It had a stupidly easy combo lock keeping her from the lucrative treasures inside. It would take ten seconds for some amatuar theif to wedge a screw driver under the latch and break the damn thing, her, on the other hand... Her eyes flashed pink and the lock disintegrated. She quickly opened the case and fished out a small, silver flash drive. She grinned from ear to ear like the cat that ate the canary. "To think, for all that high tech security Wayne Tech has, all you'd have to do is wait for some hapless researcher to stumble out of a bar for all of it to equal exactly jack shit."
The brunette shrugged on her long, black jacket and stepped back into her black pumps. She pocketed the key to her next pay check and strolled out of the room, into the elevator, and out front entrance. She ducked into a near by alley and took off the black choker wrapped around her throat. The second it was lifted from her skin a shock of pick replaces the slightly curly, brown hair and bright, glowing pink cat eyes pierced the black night. Jinx rubbed the skin of her neck, the damn clocking device was too damn small, but it does its job so she can't really complain.
The street lights flickered and the sound of police sirens could be heard off in the distance, It was a regular Keystone City night, dark, damp, and crawling with criminals around every corner. The pink haired thief turned on her heels and headed down the adjacent backstreet, her stride confident and casual. Dangerous criminals may populate these streets, but she's walked these seedy streets since she was a kid. She's learned to handle the type of company that comes with it. Besides, the streets were fairly empty at this time of night.
The lights flickered again and Jinx stopped. The pink haired girl looked around, glaring into the dark abby outside of the small pools of light cast from the faulty lamp posts the city was too cheap to fix. If the new mayor spent half as much money on a decent crime statistics researcher as he does on his flashy suits he'd probably figure out that most preventable criminals are stopped by two things: too many potential witnesses and light. We work in the cover of darkness for a reason. It doesn't take a genius to figure out why.
Jinx just rolled her eyes. "Whatever, time to go home and review the data." She wound her way through the streets before coming to a stop in front of her building. She was about to take out her key when a shiver ran up her spin accompanied by a the soft sound of footsteps abruptly stopping. She knew someone was following her. She turned, not seeing anything. "Pretty good then." Jinx headed around the side of the building and quickly climbed the fire escape to the roof. "They want something from me then they better have the balls to confront me head on." She thought. Her fingers twitched with pink magic in anticipation. It's been days since her last fight and she was just itching for a good one.
She got to the roof and headed toward the center of it and opened her ears, listening. A rustling and the sound of something slicing through the air came from behind her. Jinx quickly turned as the sharp weapons hurtled across her back and embedded themselves in the air duct equipment behind her. She glared at the darkness were the red throwing stars came from. She growled. "Stop hiding you fucking coward!" Another red star came hurtling toward her. Jinx's eyes flashed pink and the star was knocked out of the air by a wave of chaos magic.
Her eyes continued to glow and her powers ran across her fingers in waves. "You really want me to blow the roof off this place to get you, idiot." Silence meant her. "If you're just gonna run away then why don't you come out and admit you picked a fight with the wrong one. I might let you go without hurting you too bad." Someone snorted and a black, skull-masked figure stepped out of the shadows. "Sorry princess, but your not that good. I'll just take that flash drive off of you and be on my way. I already have a buyer lined up." He said smugly. Red-X stepped closer and Jinx was certain there was an infuriating smirk underneath that stupid mask. Her blood began to boiled.
Jinx flipped her hair over her shoulder and rolled her eyes. "Well good for you, but seeing as you're a little late on the draw here and I actually have the flash drive," she took the little device out of her pocket and twirled it between her fingers. "You can just run along and go steal something else. I have my own buyers lined up for this little thing and it's not my job to do all the hard work for idiots like you." She sneered. "You got a real mouth on you, cutie. How about after the cash from that info comes in I take you out on a date."
Red-X teleported in front of her. He shot two X-shaped explosives from his glove. Jinx dropped the flash drive. She cursed and did a handspring flip. The explosives went under her and blew up some of the brick on the roof as she flipped forward on her hands before aiming a kick at his chest. "That would mean you actually have to get the flash drive, moron. Either way, the answer's still no." He stumbled back and grabbed her ankle, tossing her to the side. She twirled, landing on her feet. She threw a hex at him and charged just as Red-X shot off an electric X. They canceled each other out.
She threw a punch at his which he batted away before slipping into a fighting stance. He landed an uppercut right to her stomach, knocking the air right out of her. Jinx grabbed the front of his costume and threw punch after punch, forcing him to try and tear himself out of her grip. They broke away before he delivered a roundhouse kick to the side of her head. Jinx threw herself backwards in order to avoid the vicious kick. She used this miss as an opening and grabbed his leg, using it to launch herself into the air and aiming a flying kick at his face, throwing him back.
Red-X crouched down and felt the blood drip from his nose. He whistled, a smirk clear in his voice. "Nice skills, Pink. I underestimated you. This is turning out to be pretty fun after all."
She scoffed. "Took you long enough to realize." His smirk just grew underneath his mask. "Can we wrap this up I have things to do and I'm enjoying your company less and less as time ticks on."
He ignored her. "Still, those skill of yours aren't as nice as those panties. Lace, very nice. Especially with those legs of yours."
She flushed. "Just shut up already!" Jinx's eyes glowed with murderous intent. A hex tore itself across the roof, disintegrating the brick and mortar in a raging, pink inferno. Red-X was flung across the roof and skidded to a stop with a groan. The pipes and ductwork around them flew off the building, pink sparks dancing over the metal chunks and headed straight for the mouthy moron.
Jinx panted, the pink in her eyes faded and her power receded. She probably used more magic than it was worth on the idiot, but so what, he got what he asked for. The dust cleared from the impact a few feet away lay Red-X, boy thief extraordinaire, out cold after being kicked around like a sack of potatoes by a petite, pink haired girl. Some are just too aogent for their own well being.
Jinx calmed herself down, softly growling. "Stupid, flirtatious, idiot in a stupid mask." She huffed. Her anger slowly ebbed away along with any adrenaline. She blew her hair out of her face and sighed. "Now where the hell is that flash drive?" Jinx looked around a bit and found it on the only section of roof not caved in. Her long, pale fingers eagerly snatched it up. She'd gone through hell and back for this. It better bring in a nice, fat paycheck or else she'll be pissed. She really wants those new platforms and needs a new skirt that won't ride up. She's just about ready to burn this one.
Jinx barely took two (wobbly) steps forward before a bolt of red and yellow streaked across the roof. She tried to train her eyes on the figure, but the blur moved too quickly. In a few seconds, the pile of rubble was shifted and Red-X's unconscious body was gone. The blur circled her, going around and around, almost leaving her dizzy with vertigo, before swiftly disappearing just a quickly as it appeared. Jinx snapped her head around, nothing. "What the hell was that?" Something soft was clutched between her flingers. jinx lifted her hand. instead of the small silhouette of a silver flash drive she was greeted with the sight of a freshly picked rose with a note attached to it.
"Better go, the cops are coming."
It wasn't signed, and true to the notes words the faint sound of sirens could be heard heading in her direction. Jinx ground her teeth and hexed the flower that stared up at her so innocently, and took pleasure in its withering form. Jinx strapped back on her cloaking device. The once again brunette Jinx made her way to the fire escape before realizing something. She lived on the top of this building. A deafening scream of fury rang out over the city and the rest of the roof caved in on a small, out of the way building near it's outskirts. Jinx growled furiously as she threw herself over the edge of the apartment building. The cops pulled up as she landed in the alley.
"Hey, you! Freeze!" Just her fucking Luck!
[A/N]: So, what'd you think. Reviews are love, so if you love review! This is my first Flinx (as you can tell from my profile) and they're one of my favorite couples. This story is mostly them interacting (flirting, mostly) and how I think they would get together if Jinx ever starred in her own comic with Kid Flash. So yes, comic book logic does apply.