Sorry it's taken me so long to update. I've been watching way too much T.V. on my computer, plus I've has a bunch of projects to do lately; so, in other words, blame T.V. for being so addictive and teachers for being so cruel. If you don't know the song that's gonna be introduced, then look it up on YouTube or something; it's a great song. Anyway, I kinda did this chapter for kicks and for a little background info on my OC's lives; kind of a filler really. But don't worry; next chapter is when the real plot kicks in. This is in Sparrow's POV. Please review.

Chapter 3

After my little chat with Robin, I went back to my room. I went to the one of the suitcases that were strewn across the room and took out my guitar. It was a flip guitar, one that can change back and forth from an acoustic to an electric. After quickly tuning it, I decided to play a personal favorite of mine; Right Through You by Alanis Morrisette.

I began to strum the first few notes and sang the first lyrics:

Wait a minute man

You mispronounced my name.

You didn't wait for all information

Before you turned me away.

Wait a minute sir

You kind of hurt my feeling

You see me as a sweet back loaded puppet

And you've got meal ticket taste.

I see right through you

I know right tho-

I cut myself off midway when I saw Cyborg standing in my doorway.

"You got some skills girl!" he says.

"Well, I better! Been playing since I was-what- six?" I answer.

"You can sing too, ya know," he pointed out.

"Just one of my many talents," I say with a laugh. I put away my guitar and check the time using the alarm clock that sat on the dresser next to my bed.

"It's already two!" I scream. I launch from my bed and shove Cyborg out of my room. Once the door closed, I changed out of my street clothes and into my suit in about six seconds. I keep muttering, "I'm so dead," under my breath as I prepare to shove past Cyborg and begin my daily training. Then it hits me; I'm in the past now. I didn't have to worry about them creeping up on me.

"What's up?" Cyborg asks, a little but shocked by what just happened.

I sigh, "In the future, things get tough. Superheroes are pushed to their limits."

"Is Robin really that hard, even in the future?" Cyborg mutters angrily. "I swear, I wish I could knock some sense-"

"No, it's-it's not Dad," I stammer. "It's them."

"Uh, who's them?" Cyborg asks.

"The S.R.O. or the Superhero Registration Organization," I answer. "They're going to rise to power in about five years. They rule with an iron hand, but because of them, crime has dropped dramatically. It is made up of three files: the M-file, the T-file, and the B-file. The M-file is for made superheroes, like you or pretty much any one whose powers were gained through a science experiment. The T-file is for trained superheroes, like Batman or my dad. The B-file is for born superheroes, which is the largest group because it has anyone who either has parents who are superheroes, children born with the metahuman gene, or an alien. Plus, if your born with a metahuman gene, but you have a human family, you're immediately taken away."

"Sounds harsh," Cyborg says once I'm done.

"You don't know the half of it. I'm a B-file kid, so my entire life I've been trained to be a hero. My entire team is like that. They keep us on a strict schedule; training three times a day, everyday. Only if you're on a mission do you get the exception of not training," I say. Then I realize what I just said. "If you're thinking about stopping it, don't. It's more superheroes more united, and it makes things easier on all of us in a way. We can always count on someone checking our backs, you know?"

Cyborg just nodded. Then, I slipped outside, and saw my team waiting in the main room.

"Dude, I have got to let out some energy!" Shadow said as he stretched. Then he turned to Beast Boy, who just walked in the room. "You guys got a training course?"

Beast Boy grinned broadly and said, "Dude, we have the best one probably ever created!"

He dragged the four of us outside and sat behind a metal desk with a giant digital stopwatch on the front. He typed in a few keys and out of the ground popped up several obstacles. It has laser guns, giant looking guillotines, crushers, and huge fists that popped out of the ground.

"This is the best training court in the country!" Beast Boy boasted. Then he turned to us, expecting us to be impressed.

I looked at my teammates with raised eyebrows. We all shook our heads in agreement. But then my upper lip twitched into a smile that lasted for only a second, but it sent all of us straight over the edge.

We all burst out laughing. Not just giggles, but stomach-clutching, side-burning, roll-on-the-floor laughing. We were even pounding our fists against the ground.

"What's so funny?" Beast Boy pouted.

"S-sorry," I stammer, calming down from my laughter, "but you see in the future, we learned how to master a course like this when we were six."

Then we all burst our laughing again.

"Okay then, if it's so easy, get through it all. And all of you have to pass it under a minute. And you can't use your powers," Beast Boy said with a smirk.

"Fine," I answer. Then I turn to my team and ask, "Who's up first?"

Grace stepped forward and walked past me. I didn't even wish her luck because how easy this course was.

Grace took a deep breath and ran into the training session. She definitely lived up to her name, with the way she defeated every single obstacle. She did quick, sharp, but smooth twist and turns to dodge everything. Even though, she did have her bit of fun when she kicked some of those disks sky high. Her time: 46 seconds.

After that, we all went: first Shadow, the Robo, and finally me. Mine was the fastest, being only 27 seconds. And I wasn't even trying.

"So," I said turning to Beast Boy with a smug look on my face, "Do you want to see how fast we do it with our powers?"

Beast Boy's jaw had been on the floor since Grace first went. He shook himself and let out a nervous laugh say, "No, no, no. I think we're all good." Then, he turned on his heal and shot inside the tower.

Once he was gone, we all burst out laughing again.

"I wonder what his reaction would have been if he saw the training courses we have to go though!" Robo said.

We all looked at him and said, "The kid would have had a heart attack."