It had been nearly a week since Sparrow had joined the Titans. The group as a whole, especially Robin, was leery of her contributions to fighting crime; afraid she wouldn't pull her weight. But, she had proved their suspicions wrong after a couple days' worth of training. She didn't have any style of fighting in particular, and it ranged from offensive to defensive with her opponents.

When sparring with Robin she would evade his fancy footwork and graceful attacks, occasionally getting in a few hits or blowing up his energy discs. One of her favorite things to do was catch him off guard and then trip him, which with his dedication to fighting was always easy.

When she fought Starfire her fighting was both offensive and defensive on a fairly 50/50 basis. Despite the fact that Sparrow couldn't fly she managed to dodge most of the starbolts thrown her way and fight back with her own electricity. Sometimes Sparrow would miscalculate her steps and a starbolt would narrowly graze her, or in one particular instance hit her dead on.

Sparrow fought Raven and Beast Boy in a purely offensive manner, not really being able to find a particular weakness that her powers could compliment. Her aim when fighting Beast Boy was to summon enough volts to thoroughly shock whatever animal he had taken on and with Raven Sparrow discovered that she could easily blow up most of the objects Raven sent her way before they did any damage. Cyborg was by far the easiest one to fight. One spark and his entire systems crashed.

There was something odd about Sparrow though. Unlike the Titans or most of the villains they fought Sparrow didn't have any particular "look". Physically, she looked like a typical teenager, except with super powers. Another thing was compared to her Raven seemed highly extroverted. Sparrow spent so much time in her room that the only time the Titans saw her was during missions. This made them wonder, could Sparrow be trusted?

As the days passed rumors began to spread, and all of them began to consider throwing her off the team. Everyone except for the ever-emotional Starfire of course. Everyone had their differences she realized, and just because someone didn't like being near people didn't mean they couldn't be trusted. In the wee hours of one morning Starfire had this matter on her mind, so she took it upon herself to go and ask Sparrow about her behavior, despite the ungodly hour.

Starfire approached Sparrow's room and knocked on the metal door. For several minutes in fact.

"Sparrow?" she called through the door, "I wish to speak with you. Are you feeling well? I can get you some of Raven's herbal tea if you like."

Silence. Finally, Starfire went to open the door, and was surprised to find it unlocked. Stepping in, she could see that Sparrow had a normal room. Bed in one corner, dresser and closet in another, fish tank by the window. But no sign of Sparrow.

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The streets were abandoned as Gotham slept. An alarm sounded in the distance and stray animals howled. Stop lights and crossing signs changed for no one through the low-hanging pre-dawn mist.

Sparrow walked calmly along the street savoring the feeling of the cool morning and the quiet. As she walked she ate an apple Danish and drank black coffee from a Styrofoam cup she had bought at a 24-hour gas station minutes ago. She finished her Danish shortly before reaching an intersection, and taking one last sip of coffee she threw the cup ahead of her. It flew halfway into the street and then was sliced in half by a pink crescent in flight. The mechanical click of spider legs could be heard coming from behind her, and turning around Sparrow could see Gizmo standing some feet away. Mammoth jumped from the building to her right, followed by Jinx, who came from around the corner. Sparrow was boxed in.

"Did you deactivate their security system?" Jinx asked.

"Maybe." Sparrow replied nonchalantly as she kicked a pebble.