I opened my eyes and looked up at the dark red colour of my bedroom ceiling. I rolled out of my overly comfy bed, grabbed my belt and cloak and walked out of my room. Before I go any further, I'll explain.
My name is Sparrow. Sparrow Roth, the daughter of the amazing Raven and Robin, two of the members of the fantastic 'Teen Titans'.
Of course, they're just the Titans now, considering that they're waaaaay to old to be teens.
Anyway, I'm 13. I get my looks from my Mom. I have her weird fringe and purple eyes, except my hair is chest length. My hair is black, like my father's though. Powers wise, I'm a bit of a mix. I have pretty strong telekinesis and a bit of healing from Mom and the only person I know who can beat me in a martial arts match is Dad, since he's the one who taught me.
You'd probably also think that it would be pretty much impossible to mix my parent's outfits. Wrong. I wear Mom's clothes in Dad's colours. My cape is dark red, the belt is green and yellow and my leotard thingo is black. Pretty odd, I know, but I like it.
Did you know(Well, actually, there's no way you could know so I don't even know why I'm asking that question...)that I have never been to school? I get homeschooled-not that that's what you would call it, considering it's mostly fighting-by my parents and the other older inhabitants of the Titans Tower-Cyborg, Beast Boy and Starfire. So do the other teens, but I'll explain that later.
Everyone teaches something, and more often than not it's a combination of a few things. I won't go into details, but just so you know, I'm the only person who gets taught by Raven-my Mom. She says that I need to learn how to meditate and control my powers so that I can use them properly when the time comes, as they do get out of hand when I get angry. She says that no-one else needs to know this so why bother teaching them?
I can also fly, a bit of bonus info for you there. Anyway, back to the story...