A/N So yeah tell me what you think about this new escalation in the series. Its going to really shake up the plot of the story. I'm so excited to get deeper into the plot itself, its going to be so much fun! Any way off to the story!

Chapter 11: Dawning Fire

Dawn blinked her eyes and attention back into oblivion. Her body ached and she was vaguely aware that her head was being supported by something warm and smooth. She opened her eyes and stared up into a red masked caramel skinned face. She blinked and gasped, head swishing around from side to side to get the full view of her situation. There were three of them in the car, two females and a male. She jacked herself up, but quickly was swept back by nausea.

Her head hurt, worst than any of the menstrual migraine and those things were freaking head splitters. The woman, who's lap was now her pillow, giggled. "Lie back and relax, you can't move your head, let alone escape." Dawn winced at the throbbing of her head and nodded. "So….sorry about hitting you, we didn't mean it…" the woman went on awkwardly.

"I should have been paying attention," the man driving the car murmured with a hint of shame lining his voice.

"It's a kay…" Dawn said studying them. It was then that she realized who they were. Blood and Diamond, the duo she was looking for. "OH MY GOD!" she shouted and everyone around her cringed and raised an eyebrow. Dawn's face filled with color and she looked down at her belly. "Sorry…it's just…I was looking for you two."

The two girls exchanged a look and the one in red gave Dawn a falsely sweet smile. "Now, are you a Yank or with the Confederacy?" Dawn shrugged not sure what side they were claiming.

"I wanted to ask you if I could join your team." She went on, almond shaped wide brown eyes shot up with determination. In response to her ideals, the two women laughed hard, like a pair of hyenas. Again Dawn blushed in anger this time. "What's so funny?"

"What do you think we're doing, holding auditions?" the other woman in blue cackled.

"Tough luck kid, we's a solo duo."

Dawn glared at them and smirked. "Really, you haven't seen my powers, yet." The two women immediately stopped. The car had gone amazingly quiet.

"Powers?" the man asked looking at her from the rear-view mirror, eyebrows cocked in curiousity.

The spunky young woman nodded and raised her hand gently. God knew it hurt to even try, but she had to show them. She took a deep breath and squeezed her eyes with concentration. In that instance her hand began to spark and set flame. All the others in the car stared at it in disbelief, Rev even had to stomp his foot on the brakes to stop the car from crashing into a building. "What the fuck?" the red gasped.

Dawn's smirk enlarged as she inhaled and the flame seemed to go back into her pale freckled skin. "Yeah, pretty cool, eh. I got a costume and name already. We can make this work." The three people she had just shocked had a silent conversation with their eyes before the blue nodded.

"Okay, you're it." Dawn smiled for the first time since her departure from home, or what was supposed to be her home. The women and man she would later come to know as Cory, Estell, and Rev, smiled as well. Things would be interesting once a dawning fire arrived.

Dawn inspected the two women she had come to idolized. They weren't exactly what she had expected. Cory, who was Blood, was diffidently as unrefined as her hero alter ego but at the same time she was more quirky than she thought. Estell wasn't as rowdy as Diamond, but she could tell that the same spark of insanity that harbored in her sister, rest just beneath the thin surface of her well-managed actions. She stole a glance at Rev, whom she just found out was the mechanic of sorts. He didn't seem to fit with the girls. He was a normal guy, didn't have extreme emotional displays, or any other distinct qualities besides his obvious handiness with machines.

The group was strange, but, then again, so was she. Her parents hated her and tried to change her into their definition of a daughter. The nice, charming, and talented Everett Korin Dawn. Not the daughter that could fly and light herself and other flammable things on fire. They hated when she stopped the kitchen from burning by simply reducing the size of the flame on the stove with her mind. No, instead of being proud, they locked her in her room (bare of anything she could burn besides necessities) and made her wear gloves.

She cringed at the thought of having to wear another pair of the wretched articles of insulating clothing. The women studied her and sighed. "What's your story kid?" Cory asked. Dawn blinked at the suddenness of this question.

"Come on, if we're gonna be working together we gotta know some back info on you." Estell chimed, holding her eyes with dark serious blue ones.

Dawn fidgeted realizing that they were right. She was in their home on their couch, soon to be staying in one of the rooms of their huge house. They offered her hospitality and in return she wanted to keep secrets. They would find out eventually, anyway, when her picture showed up on the back of milk cartons, if her parents even cared enough to go that far. She doubted it.

"Parents were big on the whole normal thing. Constantly punishing me for things that were…" her hand lit on fire and she stared at it with a frown. "Were beyond my control, so I ran away hoping that I could join the duo I looked up to. I love the stories they post about you in the paper. Its so random one, minute you're stopping a robbery or a villain and the next thing you know your blowing up some rich guy's house." Dawn chuckled quietly to herself at an issue with a picture of them driving off from their first debut. "So, I thought that maybe I could fit in with a random group that I didn't hate."

"Hmm, I like your reasoning but shouldn't you go back, your parents might be worried…" Estell turned to glance at Cory for a second. She had a thing when it came to parents. Losing hers before she really got to know them made her envy those who had gotten to know their own. Dawn laughed again, only it was bitter and sounded like it came more out of disgust than humor.

"They don't give a fuck." She answered causaully, looking as if she would cry but shook it off with a calm self control. "Maybe, send me some gloves, but open arms full of love and affection, that just down right delusional." Cory nodded with a frown and sat back in her chair.

"Oki-doki then, you'll have to stay on the couch until we order your furniture. You can explore the house as much as you want but um….don't touch any of the equipment in our rooms, for safety reasons." She added briskly, and Dawn gave a suspicious nod. What's so 'unsafe' inside your rooms? She thought but dismissed her devious want to find out, considering she had known them for only a half an hour or so, wouldn't want them to find out about her snooping nature until they got to know each other better.

She unzipped the zipper of her duffle and took out her costume she had made herself. It was made out of inflammable fibers, orange and gentle rosy red of the sun at dawn. She laid it flat on the floor, separating each piece of the suit. There was a pair of arms and leg warmers, a mini orange bower, rosy colored belly tank with an orange D and F on it, orange and rosy skirt and matching orange and rose mask. The girls touched each part of her remarkable work. "Cute," Estell complemented with an approving grin.

"Yet tempting, perfect for a Gotham Anti-Hero, hey can you do me a favor?" Cory looked at her new ally excidely.

"Sure," Dawn murmured with a deeming smile.

"I need a skirt for my costume, maybe even some arm and leg socks too, since you two have them." Dawn's hand came up to her forehead in a salute. Her face looked as dependable and proffessional as a solider, which looked very uncanny on her innocent face.

"Aye captain," She used her best, highly convincing, pirate voice that had a touch of fake male huskiness.

"Hey, who said she was captain? I'm pretty captain material, too." Estell protested with a pout. Cory smirked and rustled her sister's hair, playfully.

"Lax, Stell, we all be equals on this 'er vessel. Ain't that right, Rever?" Rev nodded rolling his eyes as he ascended from his seat and went up the stairs. The girls downstair were quiet for a second and Cory got up from her chair and went to the drawer of the TV stand. She scuffled through it loudly, the other females, who watched with concerned eyes, thinking hse had hurt her self with all the noise. She made a sound that sounded a lot like 'aha!' and brought out a stack of CDs. She looked up at them with a wide grin. "Let's watch the Die Hard series and snack on ice cream to celebrate our new addition?"

The other young women smiled and nodded, going to the kitchen to make themselves bowls of delicious cool treats. Dawn felt a bit shaken but in a good way. She was never allowed to really touch food (for fear that she would burn something, of course it was just her parent's paranoia) and it seemed different to do it now. She felt at home there, even though she hadn't been there for very long. She sighed, she belonged there was the reason she was settling right away. Finally, I can be myself, as free as a flame…

A/N Yeah meh friend really wanted to be apart of the story, so i was like what the hey? the more the merrier! so i hope this dosent strike you as too out there. it'll all make sense later on. okay then please review and tell me what you think about meh newest girl.