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Chapter 2: A New Name

As Amanda began unpacking, there was a knock on her door. Thinking that it would be Firewing, Starfire, or Nightwing, she called "Come in."

Instead, a small girl, probably no more than fourteen, with dark skin and hair entered the room. "Hi! You're Amanda, right? I'm Cybee!"(A/N: yes, I know that's their ship name. But I didn't when I named her and thought it was too cute to change.) The little girl held out her hand for Amanda to shake.

"Hi." Amanda whispered, taking the girl's hand.

"Told you you'd have visitors." Firewing said from the doorway. "Doesn't surprise me to see that the first is Cybee."

Cybee grinned. "Yep! I love meeting new people! Hey, where's Luckee and Valentine? They have to meet you, too!"

Amanda couldn't help but smile at the little girl's energy. She was just so cute.

"Oh, oh! Amanda, are you going to join the team? You should think of a new name to go by so people don't recognize you! Like a secret identity!"

Amanda laughed. "Well, I'm not sure if that's what I am doing yet. We'll see." She turned to Firewing. "Do you have a place I can take a shower?"

"Sure. Next door to the right. Cybee's room is to the left." Firewing said. "Don't go in there unless you want to get your ear talked off." He said, playfully messing with her hair. "When you're done, you can meet Luckee and Valentine. They're in the Op center."

Amanda nodded and grabbed her robe and other things necessary for showering and left the room.

Firewing slipped into the bathroom to retrieve the book he'd left. He knew that even though Amanda was in the shower, the white glass of the door wouldn't let him see her, or her see him.

He didn't intend to stay, but he heard her singing. There was something to her voice. It was like he could year all the suffering, all the pain, all the happiness and joy she'd ever felt in her voice. It mesmerized him.

He left the bathroom as soon as the water shut off. He hadn't wanted to intrude on her, but he'd had to hear her sing.

Amanda slid into her bed. After her shower, she'd gone down to the Op center to met Luckee and Valentine like Firewing had said. Luckee had definitely gotten her attitude from her mother and her confidence from her father. She was the type of person Amanda didn't have much patience with. She would be intimidating in a fight, but Amanda couldn't imagine living with her.

Valentine was a lot like his mother: quiet and reserved. Amanda knew Raven had often snapped, lost her temper, and when that happened, you better watch out. Valentine was most likely the same way.

She'd meet Cyborg, Bumblebee, Raven, Beast boy, The Flash, and Jinx before they left for the JL (which she'd learned meant the Justice League) with Starfire and Nightwing. They, too, promised to check in with the kids to be sure everything was going alright.

That meant Amanda was alone with four people and only truly trusted one: Firewing, only because he saved her from that gang of girls. She had trust issues because of her parents. Her mother was abusive because she hadn't believed she had these powers. Powers that lead to her being beaten countless times by her classmates, too.

Powers her father had forced on her.

Her father was a criminal. He tortured people who he wanted something from, whether it was money, or political power, or some other precious item, by using his power over water and fire, and his telepathic abilities. He would often try to take Amanda with him, and when she refused, because she didn't want to be the same kind of monster he was, he would beat her as punishment, while her mother just watched and laughed.

Somewhere during her thoughts, Amanda started dreaming.

She was trapped in a corner, her father standing over her with a belt. She tried to escape, and the belt came down. Again and again. When she was bloody and half unconscious, her father left. She begged her mother for help, but she just said "Why? You just got what you deserved." And kicked her in the ribs. Amanda screamed...

"Amanda! Amanda!"

Someone was shaking her. She managed to open her tear-filled eyes and met Firewing's, who was the one shaking her awake. He didn't say anything, just pulled her into a hug. She could see Cybee, Luckee, and Valentine in the doorway.

Cybee came to sit on the bed. "You were screaming in your sleep. It was really scary."

"I'm sorry. It was just a nightmare." Amanda whispered. Firewing let her go, and Cybee, then surprisingly, Luckee, then Valentine, came to hug her tightly.

"Hey," Cybee said, obviously trying to change the subject, "Amanda, have you chosen your hero name yet?"

Actually, her dream had given her an idea. "Victorie."

Firewing's eyebrows pulled together. "Victory?"

"V-i-c-t-o-r-i-e. Pronounced like your saying someone's name: Victor E." Amanda explained.

"It's pretty." Cybee remarked.

"I like it." Luckee said. Valentine nodded in agreement. "Well, it sounds like we should let you get some sleep, Victorie. See you in the morning." The three left, leaving Victorie and Firewing alone together.

"What was it about? Your nightmare?" He asked quietly.

Victorie sighed. "My father. He was abusive to me, worse than my mom, and he was a criminal. Tortured people..." Victorie trailed off.

"What happened to him?"

Victorie looked Firewing in the eye. "Your parents finally got him." He stiffened. "Sucker finally got what he deserved." She muttered. She was suddenly exhausted. She leaned forward, putting her head on his shoulder. "I'm sorry. I'm just so tired..." She was asleep. David smiled and took his mask off, deciding he could spend a night like this.

Victorie woke up that morning with no idea where she was. She bolted upright, and was met by Firewing, no, David Grayson ( he'd taken his mask off- something he would only do only for her) sitting on the foot of her bed. "Morning, Victorie." he said with a smirk.

"Who?" She asked groggily.

"You! You chose Victorie as your hero name, remember?"

"No."

David laughed at her. "I'll let you get dressed. Then come back down to the Op center. I'm attempting to make breakfast. And, here. We have to be ready to go at any time. You should be too. Since people might recognize you, you should wear a mask." He said, handing the mask t to her. She took it, and he left.

She looked in the mirrored door of the closet, thoughts swirling around in her head. Was this really who she would be from now on? She had a choice to make now. But could she really go back to being a regular girl now that she'd been here? She didn't have a home to go back to.

She wasn't a normal girl.

She put the mask on.

Victorie came down to the op center, dressed in a black leather vest, purple jeans, black leather boots, her grandmother's butterfly necklace (something she always wore), and the mask. Luckee, Valentine, and Firewing were sitting on the large, circular sofa in the center. It was Cybee who was in the kitchen. She grinned at Victorie as she entered the room. "Morning!" She called, then went back to whatever she was doing on the stove. Victorie went to sit with the others on the sofa, next to Firewing.

He looked at her, embarrassed. "I'm not allowed to cook anymore. I burned water."

"Cybee's the best cook of us all anyway." Luckee said. "Learned from her dad. We don't know why you insisted on trying to cook today, anyway" she added. Valentine snickered.

"Breakfast's ready!" Cybee called. All five of them gathered at the dining room table to a breakfast of sausage, eggs, and biscuits and gravy. It was gone in seconds.

"That was so good!" Victorie sighed happily.

Firewing laughed. "I've never seen a girl eat that much!"

Victorie was instantly serious. "Its the first time I've had more than enough to eat in a long time."

Everyone was silent, unsure of what to say. Then Firewing grabbed Victorie's chin. "Did you know your eyes change color?"

She stared at him. "Yes…" she said, wondering if he was really that unobservant, until Cybee broke in.

"Really? Let me see!"

Everyone gathered around her, chattering and staring at her eyes, until the alarm blared.

"Trouble!" Cybee called as the four run out the door.

Firewing paused, then turned to Victorie. "Can you fly?"

"Never tried."

Firewing put an arm around her waist and flew her out the door.

Hey, fellow readers! Just wanted to let you know that I am currently working on two stories, and it takes a little bit for me to be able to post chapters after I complete them, so please be patient! I am very excited about both stories, so I will work on them both best I can! I want to update them one chapter at a time and keep their number of chapters equal. However, every so often, I hit a block. So I might end up with one story having 10 chapters while the other still only has 7 (these are just examples.) Still, I encourage you to check out my other story, The Phantom's Daughter. Thanks! :)