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I can't be her angel now
You know it's not my place to hold her down
And it's hard for me to take a stand
When I would take her anyway I can
Bambi yawned as she stretched herself out; pushing the covers off and welcoming the sunlight to her flawless skin. She looked down to see Thad sleeping next to her. His blonde hair touching lightly at his closed eyes. He seemed do calm when he slept; not the normal stoic face he would wear at times. She lifted her hand and shook Thad softly.
His eyes shot open. "What?"
"It's morning, Thad. Time to get up." She said calmly.
"No it's not." Thad growled. "Let me sleep. The Rogues are sleeping, too."
"Well, when do they get up?" Bambi chucked the covers off and hopped off the bed; her feet landing on the creaky wooden floors.
"Three." Thad answered as he shoved his face deeper into the pillows.
"That's a little late." Bambi made her way towards the door.
"Who cares?" Thad didn't care. Bambi frowned and stopped at the drawer; pulling it open to rummaged through and find some clothes that would at least somewhat fit her-she didn't feel like weraing her own clothes-She ended up finding a football jersey. That'll do.
"I'll go make breakfast." Bambi announced as she wrapped her fingers around the door knob.
"Whatever." Thad waved his hand.
She sighed and walked out of the room; into the bathroom right across from her room. As she closed the door, she noticed a pink tooth brush with a tag on it. Bambi cocked a brow, reached over, and grabbed it; holding it up to her face to get a better view at it.
Here's a tooth brush. Bought it last night after you went to bed. If you need me to buy you "supplies", just ask.-Mick
"Aw." Bambi smiled. How sweet.
Now she was defiantly going to make breakfast.
Len's eyes shot open. He stared at his clock: 9:10. It was way too early for him to be awake. But something woke him up. Normally, the only reason Len would be up this early would be because either Angie wanted a quick fuck or the boys needed help with something. Other than that, he 'd never woken up early. But today was different. Today, Len woke up...to the smell of fresh food. Which was truly odd. None of the Rogues were up this early and none of them (expect for Mick of course) knew how to cook. So he was flabbergasted by this new awakening. He sloppily shoved the covers off of his body and dragged himself to the hallway. when he opened the door, the smell was fully clear now: Pancakes, eggs, toast...there was more...
Len's nose flared to get another whiff of the amazing smell. The other doors in the hallway opened up as well; the Rogues standing in their pajamas (Mark: A pair of pants, Mick: t-shirt & boxers, Axel: Boxers, Evan: Boxers, and Len: wife beater & boxers) and following the smell of food to its source: The Basement -Safehouse. Mick was the first to open the door, and when he did, the smell attacked their nostrils viciously.
"Oh!" A voice perked up. "You're awake."
They turned to see Bambi wearing a green football jersey (that barely covered her ass) and her hair up in a pony tail; the bruise under her eyes still visible. She walked up to the dining table with the plates in hand. She set them down in front of each chair and smiled.
"You boys can eat now." She announced.
The Rogues stared at her in awe. hot oatmeal porridge, grits, other hot grain, porridges, egg sausage or small link sausages, pan-fried potatoes (hash browns), biscuits, toast, pancakes, waffles, bagels, French toast, English muffins, pastries (croissants, doughnuts, and muffins). The Rogues gawked at the table. The girl practically made a buffet at the table.
"Y-ye made alla this?" Evan asked as he pointed at the table.
Bambi nodded and folded her arms behind her back. "Yeah." A small blush appeared on her cheeks.
"When did you wake up?" Mark took this opportunity to pull up a chair and sit down at the table.
"Eight." Bambi answered.
"You did all of this in one hour?" Axel gawked as he sat down adjacent to Evan.
"Yeah," She reached up and scratched the back of her head sheepishly. "I-I used to cook with my maid all the time for my mom…under an hour."
"You know, you didn't have to do this." Len pointed down at the table.
She blushed and reached down to play with the hem of her jersey nervously. "Well, it's like, a…thank you. For, you know, letting me stay here."
"You didn't need to thank us, Bambi." Mark looked up at her as he grabbed a croissant.
"I kinda felt obliged to." She blushed.
"Well…" Len looked up at her seriously. "Thanks."
The rest nodded in agreement.
"Your welcome." Bambi smiled.
"So what's on the agenda today, Cold?" Axel asked with a mouthful of pancake.
"Actually, I wanna get to know our 'Prom Queen'." Len stated as he pointed hi fork at her. "Sit down."
Bambi quickly sat down at the end of the table.
"Tell us about yourself." Mark piped up.
"Uh…well, I don't really know what to say…" She bit her lip lightly.
"How old are you?" Axel asked with alacrity.
"As old as Thad."
The Rogues looked at each other. "Seventeen."
"Yes!" Axel cheered. Evan kicked him under the table. "Ow!"
"You look fifteen." Mick finally spoke as he shoved some eggs in his mouth.
Bambi nodded with a smile. "I get that a lot."
"What about ye parents?" Evan cocked a brow.
"Hmm…" Bambi looked up. "Well, my father left when I was about five or six. Mom told me he was just a crazy thief who actually thought he could make it in the big leagues." She shrugged. "I just remember him trying to be a good father."
"Do you know where your dad is now?" Mark leaned forward.
Bambi shook her head. "Nope. But he does always manage to send my mother checks every now and then."
"Do you remember anything about your dad?" Mick reached for the orange juice.
"I remember that he was blonde." She pointed at her hair. "And that he made me laugh. But that's it."
"And your mom?" Len stared her down as did the rest of the Rogues. She suddenly felt like she was the center of attention. She lowered her head and began to mess with the hem of her shirt roughly.
"M-mom was…not that great." She looked up at Len. "She's not even my real mom."
"Adopted mother?" Axel chuckled.
"Step-mother. Sorta, my father never really married her. I just called her my mother because, well, I never knew mine." Bambi shrugged. "When dad was around, he told me my mother was killed. But he never told me how."
Then the awkward silence filled the room. The girl's mother was killed, her step-mother beat her, and her father was gone. She had just as much as baggage as the rest of them. Len's mother left because of his abusive father, then died years later. Len still didn't know where his father was. And hoped he never found him ever again. Mark never liked his mother and father, they always seemed to isolate themselves from their children. After his parents died, he accidentally killed the only family member that ever cared about him: his brother, Clyde.
Axle's parents got divorced, and even before that, they never seemed to pay any attention to him; no matter how hard he tried. And when they split, so did he. He didn't care about them anymore than they cared about him. Mick killed his parents in a fire, joined the circus where he had a new family and home, then burned that place down, too; killing his new family as well. And Evan being left at an orphanage by two rich parents who were two young to take care of their child, became a professional Hit Man, killed his father, and lost his mother a day later. And Inertia, the clone of a man he'll never be. Abused to hate the Allen's and forced to go to the past, kill and replace Bart Allen-Kid Flash.
So yeah, baggage.
"Do you have any other special talents?" Axel asked slyly. Which earned another kick from Evan.
Bambi looked up. "Well, other than my powers-."
"About that." Len said as he put his fork down. "Are you gonna learn how to control those anytime soon?"
Bambi's lips twisted. "Actually, my powers come out when I get really scared or angry or anything that races my pulse, you know?" She lifted up her hand and looked at it. "When I'm mad, it turns red. When I'm scared it's yellow. It changes colors when my emotions change, but I want to be able to control it completely."
Len looked at Mark, who quickly turned away from Len. "Mark might help you out there. He used to have trouble controlling his weather abilities at first. He'll help you, right Mark."
"Yeah." Mark rolled his eyes and leaned back against his chair.
Len then turned back to Bambi. "Other than your powers, what else can you do?"
Bambi looked up in thought. "Well, I took an advanced computers class. So I know a lot about computers."
"And Alarms?" Mick's brows shot up as he sat straight up in his chair. The Rogues now had their full attention to her.
"Uh, yeah. I mean, we weren't supposed to learn about that, but I hacked the systems to…you know, learn about it. And I've actually tried it out. I used to disarm my mom's alarm in the house. It was built by Wayne Enterprises-which is, like, the greatest alarm system in the world-but I could disarm it. It's actually pretty simple." Bambi explained.
The Rogues smiled.
"Uh, why do you ask?" Bambi panned the Rogues expressions.
"Because I know what we're gonna do tonight." Len answered.
"And that is…?" The answer that came next, shouldn't have surprised Bambi, but it sure as hell did.
"We're gonna execute that damn plan we've been planning for three months." Len answered.
"Yes!" Axel cheered as the other Rogues did as well.
"W-what?" Bambi asked as she tried to process the whole thing in her head.
"What did you expect, kid?" Len stared at her.
"B-but I don't have to go, right?" Bambi pressed her hand to her chest.
"Yes you do." Mark nodded. "Since you're living here, you're gonna have to follow what we do."
"B-but I'm already in trouble, I don't want to get in even more trouble. I mean, what if the Flash hears about this?" Bambi began to panic.
"He already has." Thad said from the door. He rubbed his eye with his fist and walked into the basement. "Guess who made the front page?"
Thad slapped the newspaper on Bambi's thighs and walked past her. "Oo, food. I felt like I haven't eaten in years."
Bambi stared at the paper in horror. On the front cover, was Bambi herself, swinging a red whip at her mother. At the top of the news paper read: Wanted: Neon! She swallowed and gripped the paper.
"Did they give ya a name?" Evan asked as he leaned over to look at the paper.
"Neon…" She whispered.
"Neon?" Len repeated. "Is that the name they chose?"
Bambi reached across the table and handed him the newspaper. He scanned over it and let out a scoff. "The Flash says you're his top priority."
"Are you kidding me?" Bambi groaned.
"Congrats, you are now an enemy of the Flash." Thad said as he plopped down on the couch and began to eat.
"Oh my god." Bambi's hands shot up to her face. "oh my god!"
"Calm down." Evan rolled his eyes.
"Calm down?" Bambi looked up at him. "I'm a wanted Woman!"
"Girl." Len corrected.
"It doesn't matter! The Flash is after me now!"
"What do you expect? You cut off your mom's arm." Thad said from the couch.
"This is all your fault!" Bambi got up and pointed at Thad.
"My fault?" Thad sat up and turned around with an amused expression. "How is it my fault?"
Her face turned red. "I-I don't know! But I know it's your fault!"
"Well, you were the one who took her away from the scene." Mark added. "So technically, you turned her into a Rogue for running. If she would have stayed-."
"They'd probably let me go." Bambi blinked. Then she slumped in her chair holding her head. "Oh, my god!"
Thad laughed. "Fail."
"Shut up!" Bambi brought her head up; her eyes glowing the neon red. She then shoved her head back down and covered her face.
She then felt a hand on her back. She looked up to see Len staring at her; his face callous. But Bambi could see-deep in his eyes-concern. She smiled lightly up at him.
"Look, kid. I know that it sucks for you. But, now that you are one of us, what the fuck, right? Just go with it. Nothing you do now is gonna change the way people see you." Len stated.
"Seriously?" Bambi lost all hope in her eyes.
"Yup." Len nodded. "So fuck it all."
"I can't believe you're making me wear this." Bambi whispered as she looked down at the tattered dress that she had kept from the fashion show.
"Hey, would you rather wear the outfit Gambi had in store for you?" Mark asked as he leaned over her shoulder to see what she was working with on the computer.
Bambi shuddered. What Gambi had proposed was just too…attracting. Too many ruffles and feathers and…too much. So Len suggested that she wears the dress. Inertia seemed to agree as well.
"What are we even stealing? A diamond?" Bambi asked as she pressed the enter button on the computer; shutting off all the cameras in the vicinity.
"Actually, we're here to get someone." Len said as he pulled his Parka over his head.
"Get someone?" Bambi cocked a brow as she slipped her heels on.
"Well, his stuff actually. If you hadn't noticed, this isn't a Jewelry shop." Len gestured towards the large mansion.
"Yeah, what's this all about?" Bambi asked as she opened the door. "Who puts cameras in all over the outside of their house?"
"Someone who's rich and uptight." Mark answered as he slid the van door open and hoped out. The group walked out as well and began to make their way towards the mansion.
Bambi looked up at the gates' arches and squinted. "Rathway? Wait a minute, isn't this the place were that Pied Piper dude used to live?"
"He still lives here." Mick stated as he walked next to her. "And he works for the FBI."
"What does that have to do with you guys?" The group looked back at Bambi.
"He can find out where our Safehouse is and take us down there." Mick answered.
"But don't you guys have more than one Safehouse?"
"He could find all of oor Safehouses if he searched it up." Evan stated. "Those computers could find anythin'."
"Oh," Bambi nodded; understanding.
Suddenly a gust of wind swept by the group and turned to see Inertia standing there. "Well, I just set a supermarket on fire, so that should keep Flash and Piper busy."
"A supermarket?" Bambi cocked a brow.
"Don't ask." Inertia waved his hand across his face brusquely.
The group stopped at the door and Mark turned to Bambi. "Are all the alarm systems off?"
"Yeah, his tech was pretty hard to crack but I was able to do it." Bambi admitted as she placed her hands behind her back nervously.
"You better hope." Mark pointed his wand at the door and shot out lightning. It degenerated the door and let the Rogues in.
"Won't Mr. Piper be mad if he sees this?" Bambi asked as she entered the mansion.
"Who cares?" Axel asked loudly.
Len stopped in the middle of the mansion. "Spread out. Find his workshop or whatever and take it down. And Mick."
Mick straightened up. "Yeah?"
"When we're done, burn this place down." Len ordered.
Inertia grabbed Bambi's arm just as Axel grabbed the other.
Inertia glared at the Trickster. "What the hell are you doing?"
"What does it look like? I'm getting a partner." Trickster growled.
"Go with Cold like you always do. I'm taking Bambi." Inertia tugged at her arm, causing her to stumble to the right a bit.
"Well I wanna get to know her, so I get to partner up with her." Axel yanked at her other arm; she stumbled to the left a little.
"Um, boys…" Bambi said as she tried to pull her arms back. But They were stronger than she was and tugged her arms towards them.
"Get your own partner, Tricks. I'm taking Neon." Inertia said through gritted teeth.
"No, I am."
"No, how about me?" Len suddenly grabbed Bambi's shoulder and pulled her from the two boys' grip. "I'll take her with me. You two can go together."
The two boys glared at each other before cursing under their breaths and moving on.
Len then glared at Bambi, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her towards the stairs. Bambi bit her lip softly and tried to think of what to say to him.
"T-thanks." She said. "For…helping me."
"Don't thank me." Len growled. "You need to learn how to grow a back bone and stop stuttering. It's pathetic, really."
She looked down. "Sorry."
"Don't apologize either. It makes you look weak."
"So-." She stopped herself; she didn't want Len to give her the evil eye again. She stayed quiet. As they got up to the second floor, Len and her searched through the rooms (mainly Hartley's and his parents which really bothered Bambi because the parents were dead) and tried to find any evidence that would help them. But all she found were rats and music notes. She tossed them aside and shooed the rats away softly. Though, she did spot that one of them had a something around their neck. But she was too busy pushing them away that she didn't stop to examine it. Len seemed to have trouble himself; growling every time he couldn't fine anything and freezing every useless drawer and punching it to bits.
"I can't find anything." Bambi stated as she tossed a pillow to the side. "Maybe he doesn't have anything."
"Maybe you're just not looking in the right places." Inertia said as he appeared at the doorway. He held out a stack of papers. "This is all the things he had on us. He really did have dirt on us. He has all these papers about where our Safehouses are, our family members, and a whole lot more."
"What?" Cold growled as he snatched the papers away from Inertia.
"Yup, looks like Evan was right. Their computers can find anything." He joked.
Bambi peered over Len's shoulder. "You guys have a Safehouse in Hawaii?"
"Where's his computer?" Len looked up at Thad.
"He doesn't have one. But we are trashing his music area in the basement." Thad jerked his thumb back. "And those damn rats are everywhere."
"The rats?" Cold looked up at Thad and turned to Bambi. "We gotta go."
"Why?" Bambi gave him a worried look.
"Inertia, did the rats have collars on them?" Cold turned to Thad.
"Yeah, all of them-oh, shit." Thad whispered.
"Oh, shit's right." Len reached back and grabbed Bambi's arm. "Come on."
"Wait, why are you flipping out over rats?" Bambi asked.
"Because the rats that have collars on them are like Hartley's personal alarm system. They report everything to him."
"Oh," Bambi elevated up in the air and pulled at Len and Thad. "Then let's go before The Fl-." A gust of wind swept by her; Thad and Cold were thrown from her hands and down the stairs and she was on the floor in front of the stair case. The front door bursted open; the Pied Piper standing there.
"You really are that stupid? Aren't you, Cold?" Piper asked as he walked towards Captain Cold. "You may have been able to shut down the alarm systems in the house, but you forgot about the rats, didn't you?"
Len got to his knees and pulled his gun out; pointing it at Piper. Another gust of wind and a flash of red and yellow went by Len; taking his gun. Bambi turned to see the Flash standing there with the gun in his hand. "And nice try, Thad, but the supermarket you burnt down was empty."
"Shit." Thad cursed.
Bambi got up quietly as the Flash and Piper taunted Thad and Len. She jumped over the railing of the stair case and behind the Flash; who was completely unaware of Bambi. Len saw Bambi from the corner of his eye and she brought her finger up to her lips as she slipped behind Flash.
"I can't believe that you guys are that stupid that you would actually come into my house and expect to come out clean." Piper glared at Cold and Thad.
"Yeah, I already got Evan, Axel, Mick, and Mark tied up in the basement. So it's over." Flash said as he stepped forward.
"No it's not." Bambi said as she zapped Flash in the back with a green neon orb. He yelped in pain and passed out of the floor. Piper gasped at the young girl as her eyes glowed a neon green. She looked at Piper and smiled innocently.
"Can we go now? We got what we wanted and I kinda don't wanna start a fight." Bambi said softly.
"Too late." Piper brought his pipe up to his lips. Thad quickly zoomed towards her as Piper played a strong note. Thad picked her up and zoomed past Piper.
"Too slow." Thad teased as he gripped onto Bambi.
Cold got up and grabbed his gun pointing it at Piper. "Don't play another note."
Piper smirked. "You don't scare me, Len." He quickly brought the pipe to his lips and played a horrifying sharp note that pierced their ear drums. Thad fell to the floor and dropped Bambi. Piper didn't stop, just kept playing. Bambi cried out in pain as she cupped her ears. But that didn't help, the note was so high pitch and out of tune that Bambi could feel her ear drums burning. She looked up at Piper playing contently. She growled and shot off a green neon orb at his pipe. Unfortunately, he moved out of range of the blast and turned to her.
"Did you really think you could hit me?" Piper cocked a brow. He then turned directly towards her and blew the note once more; but this time, sharper and higher.
Bambi screamed as she felt something in her ear pop. She gasped; pulling her hand away from her ear: blood. She looked up at Hartley, who was still playing.
But she couldn't hear…