She is not of the shadow

She is not of the light

The shadows seem free

But she longs for true freedom

-KT

Blue Jay's POV

I kept heading east after Germany. I don't really know why. It just felt like the way I was supposed to go. I crossed the border into Russia three weeks after I left Berlin. I was in Moscow a week after that. I never really understood why everything seemed to happen in the capitals of countries. The Justice League was already there in force when I arrived.

Toy Man was there along with an army of robotic nutcrackers. Superman was smashing them as fast as he could. Flash was trying to trip them. I was pretty sure I saw the glow of a Green Lantern's construct nearby. I saw the civilians rushing to get out of the way of the monstrance robots.

It was a Justice League problem. They were taking care of it. I wasn't necessary. That was before one of the robots brought out Kryptonite, Flash got kicked across the huge city, and Green Lantern got hit by a direct shot from one of the nutcracker's guns. This was the Justice League. They were supposed to be able to stop this sort of thing.

I took off my coat, revealing my dark navy Kevlar, and put a mask on to replace my sunglasses. I ran over to one of the robots and climbed up it's leg, finding an access hatch at the knee. I got inside and followed the circuits to the main computer. I hadn't learned much about hacking, but how good of a programmer could a guy that acted more like a child then I did be? The answer was of course surprisingly good. I couldn't get past his fire walls to save the city.

It wanted a password. It was six spaces long, but with twenty six letters, ten numbers, and about thirty symbols on any given key board I had three hundred ninety-six possible combinations. Maybe Flash could have gone through them all before the nutcrackers destroyed something important, but I couldn't.

Then I thought about it. Toy Man was all about games. We were in Russia, so it had to be a Russian game. I just had to find a six letter Russian game, then translate it to English and type that into the password bar. I knew Russian. I spoke Russian. That didn't mean I knew what games were invented in Russia.

I wished it was a cross word puzzle. I could figure that out, but this seemed impossible.

Then I remembered an add I had seen when I went into Moscow for Тетрис known in America as Tetris. It claimed to be the original Tetris app. I didn't really care about that. What mattered was that both were six letters. I tried the Russian spelling first. It started a count down. I panicked, wondering if I had been wrong. I had to try the English version though. I didn't have time to try to figure out anything else.

I typed the letters in as quickly as I could. The count down stopped. I couldn't believe my luck when I found a button to make the robot with the Kryptonite put it back inside itself. I had it do it, then kept searching for a shut down button for all the robots. They were on one network, so there had to be one. Through some chance, I managed to find it. I heard the upset child like wails from my station at the nutcracker's computer. I climbed out the way I got in and moved to get back into the shadows, away from the attention of the already gathering police officers when a green wall appeared in front of me.

"Who are you?" Superman asked, floating several feet in the air behind me.

I replied, "Blue Jay." Then I ran at the building next to the green wall, grabbing one of the balconies that over hung the street, and swinging passed the green wall. A snow bank broke my fall, but by the time the white powder settled I was already blocks away in the shadows.

I made international news that time. I didn't like that. I needed to stay invisible. Still the reports of Синий героя, Blue Hero were heart warming. Some of the others I had saved in weeks previous came forward and told their stories as well. I was becoming a legend when I had only wanted to stay in the shadows.

I kept going east.

Nightwing's POV

I was proud of her, even if I still did want to bring her back home. She had succeeded where three of the most powerful members of the Justice League had nearly failed. Everyone was wondering who the mysterious Blue Hero was and how she could do what she did at such a young age. The effects could be seen even in Blüdhaven. Children wore small pieces of blue clothing to show they weren't afraid. That it was their city too and they were willing to fight for it.

Blue Jay was making a difference from across the world. She would probably continue to do so, even if she was trying to hide.

It was much easier to track her movements, now that there were people telling the stories about how she rescued them. I had to sift through the lies to find those that were true, but I noticed a general trend in her movements easily. I could only wonder what lay in the east that was so important to her.

Harrier's POV

The little idiot was heading back the way we had came so many years ago. She was going back to the lab. She probably didn't even realize it. All my work would be completely undone if she got there. Neither the Bat nor I could get her back if she ended up there. I would rather she ended up with the Bat then back at that place.

It was the only reason I had ever done drugs or alcohol. I wanted to forget that place like I had let Z. None of the tortures I gave her could compare to the things that place did to me.

I made my decision then. It was easy to get out of the supposedly high security prison. I headed straight for Blüdhaven.

Ra's al Ghul's POV

The girl was going to get herself killed if I didn't intervene. It would be easy. I would simply have one of the assassins following her take her. They would be paid well to capture the young bat. She would learn the ways of the court as Harrier had wanted, if only to save her life.

She was already a shadow. Even I would have to admit she had natural abilities with hiding. She was a good candidate. I still knew that for her nature would always win out over nurture. As much as she would be pummeled and beat into the ground, she would always have the hope that was bread into her by that crazy woman.

_'s POV

She was coming home. I had always known she would one day return. She was perfect that way. She had always been perfect. She was better than all the others. Even the doctors that made them admitted that. She was perfect. The best of all. Now she was coming back home and no one would be able to stop her when she got close.

Tim's POV

I took a deep breath, sill not sure I was doing the right thing. It was going to be scary no matter what I did. I might as well just do it. Someone had to tell him what he was doing would get someone killed before it was to late. Maybe, hearing it from someone that had figured out who he was would jar him enough to get him to listen. I had to confront the Batman.

The blank is going to be filled in by another OC villain. Thought I'd warn you before you all tried to guess who it was going to be. I thought I'd throw Tim's POV in to show what was happening in Gotham. Tim may have met Blue Jay at one point or another, but who knows. They might not have ever met. She is a couple years younger than him after all. I even filled that plot hole I realized I had created in my first story when I mentioned she came in swaying or something. I'll actually have a few members of the Team in the next chapter probably...hopefully...so enjoy.

I thank those of you that reviewed because you are awesome, so have some imaginary Alfred cookies.

-Zaraizabell