The Devil's Curse

by MaiaLynn

Dawn, an orphan on the streets of the worst city in the world. Thalia, aka, Time Turner, a thirteen year old girl who's supposed to be crazy and knows more then she should. throw them together with the Bat-family and Young Justice team and you get complete and utter chaos. this is their story. more O.C.'s may come in later. rated T for some swearing and disillusioned world views

11. Chapter 10

Chapter 10: First Introductions

Author's Note: Ok, I'll definitely be updating every weekend and I'll try to during the week, but it'll be hard. Stupid homework. Now, I really am serious about needing suggestions for this story! I will even take O.C.'s! If I don't get some feedback on this, I'm going to run into a dead end and this story will be delayed! Please tell me I'm not the only one who wants this. I can manage a few more chapters before I run dry, but PLEASE! LET ME USE YOUR WONDERFUL IMAGINATIONS! YOU WILL GET CREDIT! I now owe you six stories! There are still 6 slots for follows, 6 for reviews and 4 for favorites if you want to force me to update! Please fill them up!

Disclaimer: Does anyone know what sodbag scummer is? Dawn called me it when I tried to talk her into stealing me ownership again… She seems really against it.

Dawn's POV

When the door creaked open, I felt insanely nervous. After all, these were shadows! And I had broken the only rule in being a shadow, 'Do not kill.' Really though, I had to! I hoped they understood that… However, when the large man dressed as a bat with an air of intimidation around him walked in, my heart nearly stopped.

"The Devil's Devil…" I breathed. My breathing picked up, I was nearly hyperventilating! This was THE Devil's Devil! Who plunged into the heart of the darkness and made light! Who faced the worst the world had to offer and WON! Who fought shadows with shadows, fear with fear and turned darkness into hope! I whirled to the strange girl who spoke my tongue.

"The Devil's Devil! Ye ender rustled the shadow 'as the Devil's Devil!" (Ender=never, rustled=mentioned, 'Batman! You never mentioned the vigilante was the Batman!') She just shrugged, then answered,

"Shadow be shadow, Devil's Devil or nay. Ye nay kested." (Kested means asked. 'A vigilante is a vigilante, Batman or not. You didn't ask.') I could only stare at her. That was the kind of thing you mentioned even if no one asked! I turned to the Devil's Devil and noticed that his little bird was beside him, and that they both had rather blank looks on their faces. It was then I remembered that the girl had mentioned they didn't speak Blüdhaven. I quickly switched to Romani.

"Hello" I told them lamely. They both started,

"How do you know that we speak this language?" The Devil's Devil asked suspiciously, "Do you speak English? What were you speaking earlier?" I coughed nervously, he was intimidating!

"The girl told me you spoke Romani. It was my mother's language, I grew up speaking it. I do technically speak English, but with a Blüdhaven dialect. That was what you heard earlier." The Devil's Devil looked at me suspiciously, but let it pass. Apparently, he believed me, thank god too, I don't know what I'd do if he didn't.

"Who are you?" he asked. That was a tricky question, so I went with the easier answer.

"Armageddon" I told him, "Vigilante of Blüdhaven." He didn't seem surprised, only nodded, like he already knew that.

"I meant who you are when you don't patrol the streets. What's your real name? Where do you live? How old are you? Who are your parents? Who taught you?"

"No one taught me." I answered him truthfully, "I learned on the job. My parents are dead. I never stop patrolling the streets, because that's where I live. Where I have lived for over seven years now. I'm fourteen years old. My name is Dawn Skilairg."