I sighed as I sat leaning on the arm of the couch. The serum must've made my hearing better because for the past 10 minutes all I have been doing was sitting in a living room while the Bat family argued on Richard's promise to me in the room I escaped to earlier. They were arguing on what to do with me, either send me back home under surveillance or keep me in their lab. My ears twitched at every new noise-it was weird and annoying-especially when Robin's spoke up. He suggested that I'd be taken to Mount Justice. The room grew quiet, what was Mount Justice? They came out and walked into the living room. I motioned to the couches, my smart ass telling them they can sit. Robin smirked as Nightwing sighed and took off his mask. "Wow I thought you were never gonna take that off around me," the rest also took off their masks.

"There is no point when you know our identities already," Batman-or Bruce Wayne-explained. His sons followed and I sat up ready to listen to what they had to say. "We can't keep you here, especially since you're my business partner's cousin, so we are willing to let you go," I swear my ears perked up, "on three conditions. 1. You can not disclose our identities to anyone, not even your family. 2. Once you finish this school year, you will move into Mount Justice. Your school arrangements will be made once you do. And finally 3. You have to come to our lab so we can cure you." The Waynes gave me soft smiles towards the end of his third condition yet I couldn't return them. Those words gave a tug at my chest. 'Cure you'. I was a disease, a monster, an accident that wasn't supposed to happen. I took a deep breath, "What about my family?"

"They will be notified, about this deal and your condition," Bruce explained with a straight face. Wow, he didn't know how to not make it sound like I was deathly sick. I glance to the floor and stood, "I agree to your terms."

The next day I left the Wayne's hotel which surprisingly only a block down from my own. My parents must have been worried sick since I was gone for a couple days. "Hey what's wrong?" Richard asked. He sat next to me in the backseat of Mr. Wayne's car. "Just thinking…"

"It's about your family isn't it?" I nodded. He told me to explain and I sighed, "It's just…I must have ruin their vacation. They already lost one kid, they must've thought they lost another." My voice whispered my last statement, just the thought of it-no I shouldn't think like that. I glanced at Nightwing's face, it showed willing empathy and sadness. A sigh escaped my lips as I turned to the window. The car slid to a halt as we reached the entrance to my hotel and the locks clicked. The bat family wasn't exiting with me so I didn't hesitate to open the door.

Mr. Wayne's car began to drive once I got to the hotel doors. My hand gripped the handle and I walked in, not sure what to expect. As the door slowly closed, a 13 year old girl jumped on me. I staggered as I laughed, I should have expected this. "Nichole! You're ok!" Miley's voice yelled. My family stood as my friends hurried towards me. They all hugged and crowded me as they bombarded me with questions. I just laughed, ¨I'm fine, I was just with the Bat family for awhile." Many gazed at me in awe while other were angry.

"Wow you actually spent time with Batman?"

"Como que es fine?"

"Why were you kept so long?"

"What did they do?"

Uh and ums were the only answers I could give as the questions were starting to drown me. My mom came in between me and the rest of the family, "Ya, ya, she's must be tired so let her rest." A heavy breath fell from my mouth-out of all the superheroes, Mama is always there to save you. She then turned to me and hugged me close as I smiled gratefully-yet her next words made my blood run cold, "Vas a ver pinche chamaca." A nervous laugh escaped my lips as we separated, a fake smile on hers. Then I felt a hand clasp mine.

"Let go "rest" by the pool!" Dani used her free hand to put air quotations on rest. Miley, Natasha, and Lilly all agreed in unison. I smiled sweetly, how could I refuse them? "Let me just change, I'll meet you there." They all smiled and hurried off as my family started their own conversations and continued their plans.

I left to my room before more questions were thrown at me but it seems I was destined to suffer that fate. My mother asked question after question without hearing my answers and ranted about how Batman should've been able to protect me. "He's a superhero, que no? He should've stop that payaso before he even set foot here! Segun esto he's the best, plus he has those sidekicks. At least one of them should've been able to protect your culo." She suddenly turn to me and hit me in the back of the head, "Y tu, pinche traviesa, how could you be so reckless? Don't think I forgot about what you did at the hotel. You went against the payaso twice. Twice! Que no apendes? Throwing your shoe at him, he could've killed you. Que te esta pasando?" She began ranting about the bat family not being up to par again yet my mind stuck onto those few words.

I had flinch at them. Que te esta pasando. What is happening to you. My eyes cast down to the floor as if searching for the will to allow me to voice my thoughts. My face turn blank as my mind spoke, 'What's happening to me? I'm turning into a monster. Look. I've grown sharp teeth. My eyes change color. Just look. I'm turning into a monster and you're losing anot-'

Her strong embrace broke my train of thought. She told me to stop doing something before my ears completely tuned into her words. "I'm sorry, as long as you're safe then nothing else matters," she pulled back and wiped my eyes. Now aware of what was happening, I realized I was almost having another anxiety attack. Then my dad came in, not looking at me. He obviously change the atmosphere and it always bothered me. "The girls are waiting for you," he said as he sat down on one of the beds, obviously waiting for me to leave. My eyebrows furrowed as I stood, "Horita vengo." The door clicked shut and I lingered for a few seconds. My dad began saying how he needs to talk to my mom about me. I huffed and began walking towards the pool.

Translations

Como que es-what do you mean it's

Ya-ok or there

Vas a ver-you're gonna get it (scariest thing a Mexican mom can say to you)

Chamaca-girl, little girl

Que no?-right?

Segun esto-apparently, according to this

Culo-ass

Y tu-and you

Traviesa-bad girl, troublemaker

Que no aprendas-don't you learn

Horita vengo-I'll be [right] back