Jerra survived school without once running into the Boy Wonder. Or any of his friends. It was a nice change. She herself didn't keep friends (the closer they are the easier the secrets come out), so she got to spend her day in thought. Rather, trying to keep a straight thought.

That night, Jerra became Tempus again. Except she took a little advice to heart. It wouldn't stop bullets, but it'd protect her identity. She slipped on the black mask and crawled out the window.

"There she is again," Robin pointed. "See?"

"Yes," Miss Martian peered over the edge of the building. "What did you say she was called?"

"Tempus."

Artemis notched an arrow. "Well, if she's as much trouble as we all think she is, why don't you catch her, and take her to Mount Justice for questioning?"

"We need to see where she's going," Kaldur reminded them via mental link.

"Right, want me to grab her, then, since she's faster than the rest of you?" Kid Flash asked.

They all mentally scowled at him.

Artemis scoffed. "What part of 'follow her' did you-"

"Sorry."

"She's on the move."

They all ducked down and stared.

The little girl, clad in all black except her head, which was a glowing gold color, glided through the empty streets. A ruckus came from an alleyway. She darted down it.

Ten seconds later, she was holding someone's hand, dragging him away. She pushed the scared man in a direction and he ran. She wiped her palms on her pants, and looked around.

Another noise.

She dashed again.

"We're going to do a lot of running tonight, aren't we?" Artemis asked wryly.

"Don't complain," Robin growled. "We have to catch her."

They all wondered about the Boy Wonder. He led the way.

Two hours later, the team (minus the speedster) was out of breath from all the running.

The girl, Tempus, had taken out three gangs (ENTIRE GANGS), ten muggings, an armed robbery, and a few other unpleasant things.

And she was still just bouncing around.

"This is ridiculous," Artemis said. "We need to confront her."

"Agreed." Superboy chimed.

"Wally," Kaldur sighed. "This is your cue."

Artemis notched an arrow. "Might as well gas her since she gets away so well."

They didn't stop her.

Suddenly, the girl saw the arrow and flash of boy.

She closed her eyes.

Jerra shrieked in the stillness.

They were firing at her. Why would the good guys fire at her?

She ran over to Kid Flash, and tied his feet together. Sadly, the total freeze wore off. He came towards her at a walking speed.

"Of course, the speedster is quick, even in my time." She growled and dodged his grasp.

"What...are...you?" KF demanded.

Jerra screamed as her hands found her forearms and pushed her into the ground. "You can't be faster than me!" She kicked him off. They began circling.

"I can run one and a half thousand miles per hour," he grinned. "We'll see."

Jerra lunged at him, thinking she would at least tie him up before she made a run for it.

She stole a glance at his friends, who were watching the blur in confusion. Robin pulled out a device (or started to) and held it up. A camera. A fast-motion camera, like what they film bullet's flights with. He'd see them in action if he replayed it later.

"Smile," Jerra said cheerfully. "We're on tape." She punched him in the jaw.

Poor kid Flash didn't see her speed and strength coming. He flew a good five feet back and sprawled. She pulled her powers from time bending. The warp cut.

An arrow exploded.

Jerra stumbled back. "Just leave me alone!" She yelled loud enough for the ones on the roof to hear. She froze time again and ran past the smoke.

She was crying now.

They attacked me...

She didn't want anything to do with any of them.

She ran towards the type of trouble she could fix.

The Justice League and their protégees watch the video intently.

The girl stumbled a bit after pausing time. Tempus rose to a fighting stance, taking everything in. She scowled at the camera. Wally tackled her, bringing her to the ground. Her lips moved, but there was no sound.

"She said, 'you can't be faster than me.'" Wally commented. Robin glared at the boy. Wally looked back at the screen. She threw a fast punch, but the time warp stopped.

"She must only be able to focus on one thing at once, time warp or super strength," Robin decided.

"Actually," Wally said, shyly. "I think we scared her. She wasn't really in it. She wanted to get away, and she stopped thinking. I could tell."

"Well, one thing's clear, she's got a bunch of hidden super powers, starting with time bending, and stopping all together, and super strength."

"I just said, she doesn't have super strength." Wally blushed. "At least, she didn't use it on me."

"Then how'd she send you flying so far back?" Robin demanded.

"Physics? She had great timing, my balance was off, and I was in the air. I just flew with the blow." The two arguing friends suddenly remembered they had an audience. "Anyway," Wally coughed.

"We need to find her, and interrogate her," Wonder Woman agreed. "But I do not think violence is the answer. Instead of ambushing her, why don't you try...talking?"

"Oh." The entire team seemed to blush.

"We didn't think of that at the time."

"We know this girl has caused a great deal of trouble for you, you especially, Robin, but you must keep your wits. She's a variable. We do not know her capabilities."

"Why don't we send someone to talk over tea, then?" Wally suggested. "Prim and proper. Who of us could pull that off?"

That is how Robin ended up with a scowl and two mugs of hot chocolate, straight from Alfred.

He waited patiently for the girl to come. Finally, he saw her slink in the shadows.

"Tempus!" He called.

She jumped, and disappeared.

"Tempus, please, I just want to talk." He looked around. "Please, don't leave. I brought hot chocolate as truce." He looked around. "Am I talking to the air?"

The girl appeared, leaning on the concrete across the rooftop from him. "Why, is it directed at the air?" He turned to her.

"Tempus, would you please talk with me?"

She scowled behind the mask. "Why? Your game of Capture and Kidnap not work out?"

He sighed. "I'm supposed to be pleasant, but it'd help if you tried to be as well."

She scoffed. "Oh, I'm sorry. I just thought, you know, since you and your friends attacked me, we wouldn't be this nice."

He would've pinched the bridge of his nose if both hands weren't full. "Have some cocoa." He offered, holding out the cup. She scowled at it. "I promise it's not poisoned, or drugged, and I swear I'd give you mine if I hadn't already drunk out of it."

She took a hesitant step forward. It didn't look like she was going to take any more.

Robin sighed. He removed the space between them in a few strides. When he held out the cup, she tumbled back. He tried another route. Putting the cup down, he took a few steps back.

She came forward and picked it up gingerly.

"It'd be easier to talk if you didn't act like a cornered animal."

"Hate to break it to you, Spandex," she said sarcastically, looking at him, but holding the cup in both hands up to her face. "But I am a cornered animal at the moment."

He gave her a look. She returned it with a scoff.

"I see you took my advice," Robin changed the subject, gesturing to his mask.

"Yeah, I hate it," She admitted, pulling it off. "Can't see anything."

"What powers do you have?" Robin asked. "And why did you choose now to start using them-Wait. Do I know you?"

"Nope." She said. "Not at all. Never seen you before, except, yesterday, and the week before that."

"Uh huh," he tilted his head. "What school do you go to?"

"I'm offended!" She said, still holding the cup to her chest. "Who says I'm still in school?"

"You're in school," Robin decided blankly. "Which one? Gotham prep, right? You seem smart."

"And you seem like a pompous prat, so of course you'd go there!" She grinned at his expression. "Oh, lemme guess. You're a...ninth grader?"

"Why you little-" Tempus stumbled back, almost falling off the roof. Robin reached out and grabbed her wrist, though, and pulled her back.

"How'd you know that?" He growled.

"Lucky guess?"

"Who are you?"

"Let go of me!"

"Who. Are. You?"

"Who are you?"

"Like you don't already know!"

At that, Tempus grinned widely. "Actually, yes, I do already know. But still. Lemme go!" She kicked his shin. He looked at her, unimpressed. Setting down his cup, he grabbed her other wrist.

"This is me, asking for the final time, who the heck are you?"

"Tempus. Time. I already answered this, ages ago." She looked at him with her bright blue-green eyes. "You know, I feel like I've asked this before, but would you let me go?"

"Stop playing games already!" He tightened his grasp on her wrists. She tried to step back again, but remembered there was a short wall between her and open air.

"I'm trying to cooperate here, Dick, but really, if you don't let go I'm going to scream and run away." He gave her a daring look. She took an exaggerated inhale. His hands clamped her mouth shut, one on her lips, and the other on the back of her head to keep her in place.

"You are extremely annoying," he noted.

She bit his hand.

It wasn't very effective, with the gloves he was wearing.

He rolled his eyes.

And let go.

She shoved him away and un-cornered herself.

Huffing, she scowled. "Even without my mask, you can't recognize me? Now I'm really offended, Grayson."

His eyes widened behind the mask. "Wait." She crossed her arms.

"You're in my biology class!" He gasped.

She growled. "I'm your biology partner, you idiot! You can't even remember me! Oh, what a pompous-"

"Jerra!" he yelled.

She stifled a shriek and slammed her hands over his mouth. "You. Moron!" She yelled. "You're probably taping this entire thing, and now everyone knows who I am!" She scowled, pushing him away, before running to the other side of the roof, ready to jump off.

"Wait!" He grabbed her arm.

"Getoffgetoffgetoffgetoffgeto ffgetoffGETOFF!" She screamed, punching at him.

"You forgot your mask," he grinned, holding it up.

She scowled, mixed eyes drilling holes through his head. Dick was glad she didn't have heat vision. "Thank you, jerk, now give it back." She reached for it.

"Na uh uh," he clicked. He held it out of her reach, holding her back. She growled and in a flurry, ripped his mask off.

"Eye for an eye," she said. His eyes were wide. And blue. She hummed. "You look like a deer in headlights."

"You look like something out of a fairytale," he growled. "Goldie locks and the three missions gone wrong."

She growled and punched him. Dick noted that Wally was wrong.

Jerra most definitely had super strength.

She tackled him to the ground and punched him in the stomach. Again, his suit prevented most bruising, but he was going to feel something tomorrow.

"I hate you!" She yelled.

"Well, you're not exactly my friend, OUCH!, either," he grumbled. Shielding his head with his arms and trying to grab her flailing limbs. Jerra jumped off and made another break for the edge. "Will you stop running away!" He yelled, exasperated.

"Will you stop forcing me to run?" She demanded, turning on him.

"I'm sorry," he murmured.

"And you can-! Wait, what?"

"I said, I'm sorry." She looked at him, baffled. Her hair mixed with her expression reminded him of a ruffled bird. He smiled, just a bit. "Sorry," he whispered in her ear, stealing his mask and pushing hers in her hand. She blinked and stepped back. Robin dissolved into the shadows.

"Wait! Where'd you...how'd you just do that?" She turned in a full circle. His laugh echoed around her, making her jump.

"See you tomorrow night, then?" He asked.

"What? Robin!" He was gone. Jerra looked over at the other wall, where her cup lay, still steaming in the darkness.

She walked over and took a sip.

"Hm," she hummed. She twirled her mask in her hands and jumped down the fire escape.

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