The Girl of the Wild Ch. 3

Bag and tag

The sun was shining through the little room of my house and I opened my eyes. The sun was bright and warm. I thought it was going to be a normal day… boy, was I wrong.

I got ready that morning with the sound of birds chirping, a few lion roars and water running from a nearby stream. I walked outside, felt the warm sun on my face, and stretched. My yawn was so loud and proud it could put up a competition with a lion's roar… and win. Then, I cheetah sped to the nearest stream. I stripped down out of my dress and stepped into the cold, relatively clean water. After cleaning my body, I began to clean my dress with some soap I had taken in the town where I usually got my food.

To clean the dress I took a few rocks from the stream and rubbed it rigorously with the stick of soap and stones. Then, I slung it across a tree branch to dry. After it dried I put it back on with my mask, which I took off so it would not get damaged by the water. As I tied a rope around my waist to make sure the dress was kept on my body, I grabbed my spear and travelled on to protect the animals of my home.

I was walking along, using my spear as a walking stick, when I heard the shrill cry of a meercat. I ran towards the noise and saw a large group of them above ground, which was odd since the small animals buried themselves into the ground for protection. I crouched down next to one and began talking to him in his own language. Yes, I can talk to animals… lucky me. "What's wrong?" I asked, now near the level of the small creature. "Nothing is wrong, young lady. We are tired of living in the dark, dusty ground. We want to live up here with the rest of the world." The small heads of the rodents nodded in unison and agreement. "Ok, now I am thoroughly confused," I thought as I turned my head to the side in thought, then I looked back at the one who had spoken. "Yeah, you're up here with the rest of the world… and all its predators that want to eat you," I said, putting a pointing finger on his small, fury chest, trying to scare the meercats into going back to their homes in the ground. But, they didn't listen to me and stayed rooted to their spots. "How about this, you go back to your homes and only come out when the coast is clear and when I am around. Okay? You don't want to hurt my feelings and get hurt, do you?" I said and put on my best beggar face. After many deals and pleading they reluctantly returned to their burrows. But, I had to bring them a bucket of grub every week as a consolation price for staying below ground. "Weird day," I mumbled as I walked away from them.

Then, I ran into the elephants. They were stomping around with loud trumpeting sounds from their long noses. There was a small, baby wild dog in the middle of the ciaos and was cowering in fear, frozen with it. I gave out a loud gasp at the defenseless animal as a large male elephant ran at him. "Speed of the cheetah, strength of the elephant!" I shouted and ran towards the stampede of feet, trunks, and tusks. I felt my blood rush through my body faster, as it did when I used my other powers. My arms and legs got stronger and my body got taller and larger. The strength in my legs was for the cheetah speed and the strength in my arms and growth in body size was from the elephant strength. My body grew small brown spots and turned a light yellow from the cheetah DNA and power I asked for. I also grew small tusks and my ears grew bigger from the elephant powers. "Man," I thought, "I must be a sight to see, with the weird look." I smiled slightly and sped on all fours to the chaos where sand and dust was flying in the air.

I coughed as I inhaled some of the dusty air and tried to search for the dog. Just then I saw a confused female with big black eyes run towards the young wild dog. She spun her head around and lifted her foot, not watching where she was going as she made the gap between them smaller. I cheetah-sped toward her and stuck out my slender arms to grab her foot. She was strong and I dug into the ground with my feet from the force. She just kept pushing and I was now a few feet into the ground. I was pushed to my knees and my strength and powers were weakening and I could feel my arms and shoulders sink with weariness. My head started to spin and I wanted to touch it, make it stop its spinning, but all my power had to go to stopping the muddled elephant from hurting the lesser creature. I gave a low whistle, snapping the wild dog next to me back to reality and I told him to run until he reached his pack. He nodded a thank you and fled from the large elephants. Now, I could let go.

I released my arms and tumbled away from her. I stuck a battling pose (a crouch with one leg out for balance and my two hands on the ground) and saw a small crater where I had been that had formed from the impact. I used the leg that was folded to propel me up onto her back. Once there I grabbed her ears and pulled her to a stop. I looked into her eyes, trying to search for an answer in them, then, I recognized her. "Ellie," I said with shock in my voice, "Is that you, Ellie?" My eyes widened, her eyes were astray and filmed over. She looked as if she was hypnotized. After many supplicates I gave up to something I rarely did, especially to an old teacher and close friend. "I don't want to have to do this Ellie, but if you won't listen." I stuck out my cat-like claws, and with a swift motion I sank them into the most sensitive spot for an elephant, her ears.

Ellie, my young strength teacher, the strongest creature in all of Zimbabwe, let out a high-pitched cry and threw me off of her back. Luckily, that got all of the elephants to snap out of their awkward states and stop their rampage. They slowly made their way back to where ever they came and the air settled. Unlucky for me though, I was thrown off of her back at her thrashing and landed on the ground hard. I tried to get up and let out a hard cry, tears streamed down my face in pain. I tried to get up and howled again. I reached a hand to my side instinctively and felt blood come from me. At least two of my ribs were broken. More tears came down and Ellie ran towards me. "Did I do that? Ohhhhhh, I did that," she whined. "Oh no, no, no, no." Ellie blubbered and tears streamed down her large grey face from her black marble-like eyes. I gave out a huff of air in frustration. Ellie was pretty young for an elephant and was prone to crying constantly. "Ellie," I whispered, but she ignored me and continued to stumble around worrying. "ELLIE!" I shouted, anger enveloping me. She stopped in her tracks and looked at me, eyes bursting of uneasiness. "LISTEN TO ME," I shouted and then quieted my voice, trying to calm her and tell her I was alright. "I'm going to be okay; with my super healing I should be fine in about an hour. Now, help me up, please."

The female elephant smiled, now ready to help repair the damage she'd caused. She wrapped her trunk around me and helped me up, and then she led me back to my home to rest until my broken ribs were fixed. When we got there Ellie waited outside while I grabbed some scraps of linen I had kept for wounds. I lifted up my shirt and wrapped the cloth around my torso, making my shirt a sort of makeshift belly shirt and the lower part of my dress I wrapped around with a rope so it wouldn't fall off.

My mask was still on as I walked wearily outside to meet my elephant teacher and friend. Even though the young elephant was my best friend and had seen my different face before I still didn't let her see it, I remembered Dindingwe's words. "Ellie, I am alright," I cooed, "my wounds should be healed in minutes, you can go home now." She lingered for a moment and then finally went back home to her family. "Family…" I thought and let out a long depressed sigh. Yes, I had the animals that adopted me as their own, trained me, and fed me when I couldn't do so myself. Heck, they even gave me my powers. But, I still wasn't at home, I wasn't one of them. I had Ellie and she was my best friend… one of my only friends and I love her very much and enjoy my shared time with her, but it wasn't the same. I wanted someone of my own kind, someone who understood me. I longed for that.

I saw other people my age in the towns and cities, having fun and laughing, I wanted that. I saw them from the shadows and every time it hurt me. I saw them love each other and fall in love, kissing and hugging, and I wanted that. I wanted to love and be loved by people of my own kind. That's all I had ever wanted for myself and I let out another sigh. I walked away from the shack to patrol the area again. Though I was tired I had continued to help the rest of that day. And, boy was it weird. Chimpanzees had been screaming, alligators had gotten sick and weren't eating, everything was off balance. Even the air seemed thick and off beam. And it got weirder.

"Chi-Chi, don't cry," I said as I patted the head of a little hyena child that had been crying for the past half an hour. Actually, all of the pack of hyenas had been crying. Then, a large fat male one ran towards me, not watching where he was going, and bumped into Chi-Chi, they stumbled backwards and landed by another group, also crying. I ran around trying to calm the animals with my words, and even gave a few hugs to the little ones. "Coco, Suey, Joe, Bonanza, calm down please. Everything is alright, just calm down." I continued to run around frantically and yelling at the weeping animals. "This is just getting weird," I whispered. First, the meercats wanted to stay above ground, then the peaceful elephants went on a rampage, the chimpanzees and monkeys started screaming, then the alligators got sick and wouldn't eat, and now this.

"Weird, weird, weird," I kept saying as I ran around trying to quiet them down. "Maybe a joke will make them laugh," I thought. "Ok, yeah, a joke, that'll work," I said to no one in particular. "Ok, why'd the zebra cross the river?" Usually, just by the sound of a joke the hyenas would start laughing hysterically, but they just continued to weep louder and louder. "Ughhh," I sighed and sat down hugging my legs. I was tired from all the work and stress of the day. Most of the time the days were quiet and I just had to fight off a few poachers and maybe a couple of angry monkeys. Today was different and little did I know then that my peaceful days in Zimbabwe were over.

Every joke I threw at them just made them more upset. I had given up and was lying flat on the ground when an animal walked towards me. I looked away from my hands to the ground and saw a small shadow hover over me. He had fury brown hair along his body and a long, curly hair to go with it. "Now, why are you so upset, little warrior?" The animal screeched and I sat up. I recognized the animal's scratchy voice anywhere. He had been my acrobatics teacher when I was little and was starting out as a protector. He was constantly cracking jokes about me being a hairless, tailless monkey with no humor.

His whole family had been little jokesters and it was funny to them to see someone who didn't share the same humor. I had been ever so series, even as a child. Of course, I was almost nineteen now and still had a very dry humor. I only laughed when I was around him, my old acrobatics teacher. "Monkey!" I shouted, stood up, and picked him up in a bone-crushing hug. Monkey yelped a hello and I let go as he gracefully back flipped and landed on the dirt ground. I apologized for my strength (I was stronger than the average human) and smiled at seeing my old teacher.

"Monkey, it is so very good to see you again. How is the family?" I asked and my acrobatics teacher told me of all the latest drama. His sister had a baby, his oldest son's daughter has a boyfriend, and his two youngest daughters are still fighting as usual. "Oh, and dad just turned seventy-five," I opened my mouth in an 'o' shape and Monkey stood proud. "Yep, he's one of the oldest living in the clan." Then, he looked around, his tail swinging in excitement. "So, what's the problem here?" I sighed and sat back down on the ground. "Everything's been out of whack today; even Ellie went on a rampage." I buried my head in my knees and shut my eyes tight and whispered, "I can't do this. I've been working all day and I even broke a few ribs earlier this morning trying to calm Ellie from stepping on a baby wild dog."

Now, you'd probably think tears would start streaming down my face, but they never did. I rarely ever showed emotion on the field, especially fear or sadness, one of the many lessons I learned from my proudest, fearless, and most feared teacher in all of Africa. "Well, I'll just have to change that." My head popped up to see Monkey with a big smile on his face. "What?" I whispered as I saw him reach out a small hand for me to get up. "I said," he began as I stood next to him. "I'll just have to change that and help you." I smiled at the assistance, but the grin quickly left. "How are you going to do that? I tried everything. I even threw around a few jokes, but it just made them even sadder." Monkey gave a very loud laugh and called me a hairless monkey. "That is because you do not have a funny bone in your heroic body. Follow my lead and we'll fix this mess with some jokes." The rest of that afternoon I attempted to make them laugh again, but it didn't work, that's when I officially snapped. I got so upset I literally collapsed on the ground, dust flying everywhere. When it returned to the ground I saw that the hyenas were now laughing hysterically at me and then moved on. Monkey extended a hand and I got up slowly and rubbed my behind. Then, I said good bye and walked on to continue my journey.

I had begun to run faster and faster as I heard roar after roar and birds were squawking, monkeys were squeaking, and elephants were snorting in fear. It sounded like total chaos and I was still a good two miles away, I ran as fast as I could and then I saw it. My old teacher, Leon, was running around with his teeth bared and swinging at anything that was near him. It was the scariest thing I had ever seen. My teacher, the strongest person I knew, was attaching things without any reason. Then, my eyes fell upon his eyes. They were the same filmed over, lost look that Ellie had had when she had almost hurt the dog. "Master Leon, please, listen to me." I said carefully and slowly crept over to him with my hands out. Of all of my teachers: Ellie, Monkey, and Dindingwe, even Gera, who was my giraffe teacher who had now passed, had never made me call them master. Occasionally, they wanted to be called Teacher, but that was rare. Now that I was thinking about it, it was because he was different from Gera, or Monkey, or Dindingwe, or Ellie. Ellie and Monkey were some of my best friends, Ellie the closest and Gera was like an aunt to me. While, I didn't remember my own mother, Dindingwe had been in place as a mother for me.

At first Master Leon did not see me, but as I got closer his nose began to twitch. He jerked his head towards me, he had smelled my sent, and I jumped back. Remember, Leon was a lion and one of the bravest most feared lions in all of Africa. And you had to be careful with lions, they were always unpredictable, and you could never turn your back on them. Master Leon prowled around me and I never turned my back on him. With that we made a small circle in the dirt ground. It carried on like that for a while until my teacher began to get impatient and gave a low growl at me and then made a quick leap. I was caught off guard, but was still able to somehow back-flip away from him. I could have attacked him, but I stayed on defense, I didn't want to hurt my teacher, and though he didn't think me of it, he was my family. My knees were a little scuffed but they were already healed by the time I got up again. "Master Leon, listen to me, you are not thinking clearly, please just calm down." But Leon just continued to try to pounce on me, and I kept dodging. I thought multiple times to use my powers, but I knew that since I was so drained of strength, if I did I would pass out. I was getting tired and my body started shaking and sweating terribly. I began to feel light headed and my legs began to buckle under me. My breath was short and jagged. I shifted my weight onto my spear and I could have lifted it and struck the animal and ended the fight, but I didn't. I would never kill an animal, no matter what the circumstances. I would rather give my own life than take the life of another. That's what I do. I protect.

While I was thinking, Leon had gotten close to me and swung out his paw. The sharp claws came in contact with my right arm that wasn't holding the spear and a sharp pain came from it and shivered down my spine. It began to bleed and the red gooey liquid had covered my whole arm and I felt light headed. I swayed back and forth and it looked like the whole area was spinning. My whole face was now covered in sweat, dirt, and tears of pain. From the corner of my eye I saw my old teacher leap towards me and knock me down. I felt my arm that had been scratched being pulled, like I was getting stitches. My arm was heeling itself, but I had already lost a lot of blood. And at the worst possible moment, I passed out. I dreamt of one of my many lessens with Master Leon, my fear teacher.

It was a warm summer day and a little windy. Master Leon and I were training in one of our many combat lessons. I was ten years old then. Leon jumped out at me and swung. I did a back flip to make some distance between us and then took my fighting stance with my hands out. We continued to do this for a few moments. When I got tired, I started on the offensive. When I started to get closer I heard a loud gunshot noise. I looked up from the fight and looked around. When I was about to turn back a sharp pain went through my gut. I instinctively held it with one hand and looked down at my stomach. There were three large scratches and they were starting to bleed. I took a deep breath and saw the scratches stop bleeding and slowly heal, turning the skin back to its tan, almost brown color. Then, my eyes went up to Master Leon who looked disappointed. I looked at him quizzically and he said with authority in his voice, "Never look away from your opponent when fighting. You must know what's going on in your surroundings without taking your eyes off of the task at hand." I nodded and then ran towards him with my staff -it was a little large for me since I was smaller, but I had already been training as long as my memory went back (four years) – and I carried it easily. When reaching him I pushed myself off of his strong shoulders and used that momentum to back flip into the air. I landed gracefully on the ground and swung my staff at him. When he turned around my spear was just a few centimeters from his nose. He nodded a, "you got me, lesson over." I relaxed my bare shoulders for a while, but they only went back up when I heard the gunshot noise again and it was quiet. The animals had stopped making noise and the air seemed still.

I looked back at Master Leon, "What was that, Master Leon?" I asked, but he just stood looking forward, preparing himself for what was about to happen. "What was that? Was that a gun? I've heard them before, but I'm not ready for them yet. I haven't finished my training, I've only been training for three years; four years living with the lionesses. But, the humans never got this close to the cave," I thought this and my legs began to shake and I got a sick feeling in my stomach. I was afraid! Just then four black birds flew out of the trees squawking; I jerked my head upwards toward them. Hearing a low growl coming from beside me I looked over to Master Leon. His front paws were crouching forward, beginning to take a fighting stance. I followed his eyes and saw a native man from the area with a rifle in his hands. He had an evil grin on his face and pointed the gun at my teacher. "A poacher," I whispered. At that moment the gun went off and I looked at Leon in fear. He had dodged the bullet a little, but it still grazed his ear and it was bleeding. "LEON!" I shouted, but he did not look towards me. He growled and said, "Go now, Delmira. You are not ready." He said this shockingly calmly and a shiver ran down my back. He really had no fear, did he? I froze, I couldn't move. I couldn't leave him, and trust me I tried, but it was like I was a statue. My feet were frozen to the ground. I was afraid! "Delmira! Now!" He shouted, but I just remained rooted to my spot, my eyes wide. The poacher pointed his gun again, but at me! I closed my eyes- ready to die- when a gun shot went out.

I waited and waited for it to hit me, but it never did. I slowly opened my eyes and saw the large lion standing above a bloodied figure. He was limp and no heart beat came from him. He was dead! My teacher had killed someone. Yes, he was an evil poacher and was about to kill the both of us for no good reason, but it still wrenched my heart. Leon ran towards me, I could tell he was angry at me just by the way he travelled. I fell on the ground, scrunched up in a ball with my hands out protectively. He was now right next to me and I felt his hot breath in my face. "What the hell is wrong with you!?" He shouted, but I gave no answer, he didn't want one. "I told you to go and you deliberately disobeyed me. You feared! You never fear, you never clam up like that, and you NEVER disobey me!" He ordered. "He could have killed the both of us, because you DID NOT ACT! If you fear they will take an advantage of that. And they will end you!" He roared with his teeth bared. He was one ticked off kitty. I cringed when he lifted his large, sharp-clawed paw to hit me. But, he stopped and his nose went back to its normal, un-scrunched shape. He turned his head from me and said, "We cannot lose you" in a relatively soft voice that a regular human couldn't hear it, but I did with my super-hearing. Then, he walked away from me. I looked back at the lifeless form of the man who attacked us and slowly got up and followed Master Leon back to the lion's cave as tears ran down my face. I kept repeating his words in my head, trying to make them stick. "No fear, no fear, no fear." That eventful day was almost nine years ago.

My green and blue eyes snapped open and I woke up and saw Leon's golden eyes. They were still fogging like the other animals' were before I snapped them out, but his eyes still had that gold color to them, "eyes like the sun" is was Dindingwe called them. I was lying on the ground with Master Leon pinning down my legs and arms, preventing me from getting up. And I couldn't use my powers or I'd probably pass out again. I was stuck and fear began enveloping me again. "NO! No fear!" I shouted in the Shona language and managed to get my feet from under him and kick him hard enough so he flew backwards. He was slow to get up, and I was angry now. A roar began climbing up from my stomach to my throat, and I could feel it slowly getting bigger inside me. The roar reached out from my lips and seemed to shake the ground before me. Good old reliable Super animal DNA. The roar was so loud it knocked Leon out of his state and the adult lion blindly looked up at me. Just then a ton of poachers ran towards me and the grand lion. This just wasn't my day.

I readied my fighting stance with my spear pointed out and said to Leon in lion tongue, "Get out, Leon I'll handle them." My master was going to protest when I gave him a glare telling him without a single word that he wasn't fit to fight and he should leave. That way at least one of us wouldn't get hurt. He ran off and I jumped into my stance again with my spear pointing out. "Uya ne tora i," "Come and get it," I growled and gave a smile worthy of a devil. Some of the men ran towards me (I'm not sure if they were brave or just stupid), and I fought them with the fighting lessons I learned from Dindingwe, Leon and the lionesses, Monkey, and even some of Ellie's moves. A few were knocked out when a bright light came from the sky. They looked up and I tapped the man I was fighting knocking him unconscious with a pressure point I learned from Monkey. Then, I tried to look at the blinding light to figure out what it was with a hand shielding my eyes. The remaining men ran away from me in fear, but I stayed strong in my spot. There was a large blast and I swiftly turned my head away. When I looked back there were three strange looking men standing where the light came from. One was in a dark… bat suit? Why was this guy in a bat suit? He had a dark cape attached to his mask and his hair and his eyes were covered and there were white lenses where his eyes were. He had a fancy black belt and the rest of his armor was black with a black bat symbol on the chest. "Who is this anyway? A bat-man?" I thought and gave an exasperated look. There was also a blonde man with a blonde unique beard who was in all green, and wore a small black domino mask. And he also had a quiver, bow, and arrows I presumed were his weapons. He was seemingly familiar to me, but I shook it off and looked to the task at hand.

The last was a taller male in a red jump suit with yellow lightning bolts on his sides and a mask that was similar to the man in black, but did not have the long ears the other male had. He was younger than the others, I could tell because his facial features were less distinguished and his chest was smaller. But, he was still pretty well built, considering he looked only about a few years older than me. I suddenly felt self conscious at his widening smile at seeing me. I remembered that I was wearing a brown torn sleeveless shirt that only covered the top part of my torso and left my stomach open. I usually only wore it if I went swimming with Ellie, but since I had hurt my ribs earlier I put this on with its bottom, a shirt brown torn skirt. But, I stopped thinking about that and pointed my spear at the new intruders. I shouted, "Iwe uri ani?" "Who are you?" They just looked over at each other without a clue as to what I was saying. "Iwe uri ani! Iwe uri ani!" "Who are you! Who are you!" I shouted over and over, but they still had no clue what I was saying. I began to get upset and my face began to turn red with anger. The man in red slowly walked over to me with his hands up in surrender. He said something as he walked towards me, but I still couldn't understand him. The language he was speaking was familiar, but I still couldn't identify with him, or his friends. Then, he put his hands on my tan bare shoulders, and a red blush entered my cheeks. Okay, now I was mad. "First, these strangers entered my territory with a blinding, protruding light, the younger of them stares at me with studying eyes, makes me feel self-conscious, do not tell me who they were, and now the younger one is touching me!" I thought and gritted my teeth.

I screamed a battle cry and grabbed the man, flipping him to the ground rigidly, and before he could even tell what happened. He let out a small moan and tried to roll over to get up, but I put my bare foot on his chest firmly to stop him. "Iwe uri ani?" "Who are you?"

Now, I demanded an answer from him. He just looked at me with shy eyes and I gave a loud lion roar and pointed my spear towards him. When I was about to knock him out with the butt of my staff, a bat-a-rang hit the wood of my staff and knocked it out of my firm grasp. I swiftly turned around and hissed as loud as I could and exposed my sharp, white teeth. They looked shocked at my actions, well at least the familiar man in green with arrows- Green Arrows? - looked shocked and a little scared. The bat-man didn't really show any emotion, and kind of reminded me of Master Leon. They were either shocked by my animal-like behavior, or good fighting skills, maybe both.

I continued to dodge Batman's attacks and 'rangs as a red blur ran past us, and knocked me off my feet. It was the one who had touched me! He stood by Batman with a large smile on his face. I growled, suddenly wanting to rip the smile off of his jaws. I ran towards him and did a round-house kick to his face. It knocked him down and he passed out unconscious with his jaw starting to turn a sickly purple color. I looked back at the bat-man and started another kick and he grabbed me quickly by my ankle and twisted it, throwing me backwards onto my butt. I screeched when I landed on the dirt. "You broke my ankle! You broke it, you… you, monkey-butt!" But, they didn't understand me; they just knew I was angry. And, boy was I angry. I exposed my teeth again and managed to get up once more.

I stuck out my cat-claws and swung them at the Bat-man and his Fastman. From the corner of my eye I saw Green Arrows just standing by with a spaced look on his face. Then, the Batman (who was dodging my attempts to scratch him) shouted while throwing a punch to my face, "Arrow, don't just stand there!" Of course, I didn't know what he said then and continued to try to scratch him. A few moments past, and then the Green Arrows drew back his bow and pulled a weird green arrow out of his quiver. He pulled it back and released it, but by that time I had already moved and it hit the ground where I had been standing. I was about to laugh like a hyena, or perhaps a monkey, when a strange grey smoke came from the arrow and I covered my mouth with my arm and back flipped out of the way.

When I landed I saw a man I had earlier knocked out, before the men had come, slowly wake and grab his gun. He pointed it at the man with the arrows and began to shoot a bullet. It was as if I saw the whole thing in slow motion. A smoke came from the gun and a bullet came out off the large riffle. It flew slowly towards the man wearing green and I felt an urge to run in front of it, and save the unfamiliar, yet memorable man. "Call of the cheetah!" I shouted and ran in front of the projectile. Then, everything went back to its normal speed as it hit my chest.

I landed hard on the ground as things started to go black. The Green Arrows was shocked and stood before me. Then the man in black and armor shouted in that unrecognizable language, "Green Arrow stop the bleeding, I'll get the guy!" I recoiled as Green Arrows slowly crept towards me cautiously and then bent beside me placing his two hands where the gunshot wound was. I winced at the pressure. He murmured things that sounded like he was saying it was going to be okay. And for some reason I was compelled to say a name that popped into my head. "Oliver?" I said weakly, sounding out each of the syllables. He looked shocked, but then smiled at me. It was definitely the weirdest day ever. Then…

I blacked out.

Authors Note: so chapter three is up! What do you guys think? How does Delmira recognize Green Arrow? Will she be okay from the gunshot wound? How did you like the battle scenes? Stay tuned and please review. :)