CHAPTER 6

Dinah didn't know where else to go but to the rooftop of the high school. She didn't know what brought here back to this location, but she felt that it was the right place to be to be alone. She fell to her knees and wept, feeling abandoned and lost for the first time in her life. She was so confused, not knowing what to believe anymore.

"Why, young child, what brings you back here?" Madam Kaliea asked, cautiously approaching Dinah.

"What? How did you…"

"I felt your anguish and pain. What happened young child?"

"You were right. My friends betrayed me. They never had my best interest in heart. They were only protecting themselves."

"I am so sorry, young Dinah," Madam Kaliea said sympathetically.

"I have no one who cares about me," Dinah cried. "I have no where to go."

"That's not true child, I care for you. You and me are the same. I understand perfectly what you are going through. How about you stay with me. You and I can be friends."

"Of course," she placed a hand on her shoulder, but as she did so, she placed a spell on her. It was a spell that would only work for those who were open to it, and Young Dinah was just that. Now, she was totally under her control, and would do whatever she told her.

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Night had fallen on New Gotham, and Dinah had not returned to the Clock tower. Barbara was extremely worried about her well being. She was on the ledge looking out onto the city landscape. Helena joined her on the ledge. "No word from Dinah?"

"None," Barbara sighed.

"I don't think I understand exactly what happened."

"I am not sure if I do," she replied. "She seemed overly sensitive, and feeling like we were out to get her. She read my mind and found out that I had anticipated these telepathic powers in advanced, and she used that to draw to the conclusion that we betrayed her."

"Strange," Helena said. She turned around to head back in.

"Helena, how are things between you and Reese?" Barbara turned her head to look back at Helena.

Helena looked down to her feet, as it was apparent that she was still very sad about the split up. "Reese had not spoken a word to me. I've tried a few times to find him, but he just doesn't want to be found. I think it's really over between the two of us."

"Don't give up hope, Helena. If you truly love Reese, you have to fight for you relationship. You can't just let it die."

Helena gave Barbara a slight smile. "Thank you."

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Dinah had not returned home over the night. Helena had gone out looking for Dinah while Gibson and Danielle decided to go through with their date. At noon time, they went to a movie. After the movie, they went out for a pizza.

"So, if you don't mind me asking, what are you meta powers?" Gibson asked, taking a bite out of his slice of extra cheese pizza.

"I guess you can call me the human lie detector. I can sense the beating of someone's heart. Their heart beat echoes through the body and through the ground, and I can feel the vibrations of their heart beat. So often, I can tell when some one is excited or sad, or telling the truth and lying."

"Really? That's amazing!" Gibson replied.

"How about you?" Danielle asked.

"My power, at times, seems more like a curse than a gift. I have a super memory. I remember everything, even my birth. I remember everything that happened to me when I was younger than a year."

"Really? You never forget anything?"

"Nothing. I can recite to you the nursery rhyme songs that my mother used to sing to me when I was a baby. I can tell you the exact time, down further past the closest millisecond on any thing that happened during my life time."

"Wow, no wonder you made a such a good bar tender. You can remember the favorite drinks of every single customer that comes through those doors."

"Exactly. I can tell you exactly how many times people were blown away by my super memory of their drinks. People often thought I was a psychic or something."

Danielle laughed. "So, you are friends with Helena and Barbara. Were you a part of the crime fighting team?"

"Sadly, no. I knew Helena because I hired her to help me work at the bar. I knew Dinah and Barbara because they came for frequent visits."

"With your superior memory, you would make a valuable member of our team," Danielle said, putting a hand on top of the back of his left hand.

"If you saw how I fight, you would take that comment back. I couldn't even fight an eighty year old man and win."

"I may be a good fighter myself, but I told Barbara up front that I have no interest in going out and fighting. I don't like fighting. I only fight when there is no other way. You can do the same."

Danielle's attention was distracted to events taking place outside. "What's going on?" Gibson turned around and there seem to be some kind of disturbance over at the bank across the street."

"Let's check it out," Danielle said, standing up.

Gibson stood up nervously. He did not want Danielle to see the fear about the potential of walking into a very dangerous situation, so he would go with her and hope things worked out for the best.

The two of them walked out of the pizza parlor and J-walked across the busy street, waiting for an opportunity to cross without being hit. They walked into the bank and to both of their surprise, there was an African-American woman dressed in a black trench coat with a satchel of money in her hand. What blew both of their minds that accomplicing her was Dinah.