C09: Define 'Noble'

Robin and Starfire arrived at the crime scene specifically right at the back door. They entered in through the back and into the section of the jewelry display, but nobody was there.

"Nobody's here." Robin said. "And nothing was stolen."

"These jewelries look expensive." Starfire said. "Why wouldn't anyone steal it?"

"I think someone wants attention."

Robin said it as he noticed someone. He had his night vision on by the time he came in here. Starfire had her eyes glowing green to further enhance her vision in the dark. Robin noticed the man on a dark hoodie watching them from another back room. Presumably, he was able to hide from them at a moment's notice, but he swore that he couldn't have dodged the two from there.

Once Robin noticed the mysterious man, or more accurately the mysterious boy as he was a bit too young to be described as a man, he ran in towards the back and began chasing him. Robin stumbled up into a wall where the only way out was to left or right, but he was in neither of those places.

Robin glanced up to find the man on the top, glancing at him from the bottom. He already had his grappling hook aimed at the top. After that, he shot the said hook into the top and pulled himself up. Just on the way, Starfire noticed him going up and said a few words.

"I'm going to block his way." Starfire said. "You go off and chase him out."

"I got it."

Robin pulled himself up into the rooftop. He climbed up and noticed the hooded man again on the middle of jumping over into another building. The man was proven to be quite the athletic, as he managed to jump over the gap between the two buildings, which was about five steps away. The man glanced back at a disappointed Robin who couldn't even jump that far. He was Robin sure, but he was also human. This man was probably beyond athletic, but he missed one crucial moment.

"Don't get too hard on him."

Robin said, causing the man to get confused for a bit before looking on the back. That's where Starfire punched him in the face, knocking him out of existence.

"Do you need help?" Starfire asked.

"Don't worry." Robin said. "I can get there."

Robin took his line launcher, a gadget that is able to traverse between two different points. He shot the line launcher and used it to get into the next building. After the zipline, Robin landed into the next building and went in closer into the perpetrator to notice he said a few words.

"Oww." he grunted, before giggling out. "Your new partner's pretty."

Starfire got annoyed by that comment and caused her to lift him up into the ground and pushed him into a nearby wall. She pinned him in there to get some comments, with Robin following her in the back, although he still got his head covered with his hoodie.

"What were you doing in there?" Robin asked. "Who are you? Why did you try to steal that jewelry store?"

Starfire opened the hood covering his head to get a good glance on the person who committed the atrocity of triggering an alarm, but that alone managed to get the boy wonder to stop for a moment and be surprised on the sight of another miracle.

"What?" Robin said.

"Who is he?" Starfire asked. "Robin, who is he?"

"I want to tell you something important. You'll going to know me soon enough."

"No, I already know who you are." Robin said. "Garfield Logan."

Garfield raised his eyebrows in astonishment. "Oh wow, dude! You knew my name! Wow! I... I never thought Robin knew my name! I mean I always thought that I was famous but not that famous."

Robin scoffed. "Let him go. He's my friend."

Starfire did exactly that. "Your friend?"

"You were always famous on my life, Gar."

Now it's Garfield's turn to be astonished, as Robin opened his mask to reveal the face of his old best friend who he had joined with in Elementary School and now come back as a teenage superhero. Even back in Elementary School, he was working as Robin, and he didn't even know all of that.

"What... the..."

##

"Holy sh... crap." Julia said. "Garfield Logan? As in... the Garfield Logan?"

"That's right!" Garfield said. "I'm alive, Gotham City! And I'm in the Batcave with my best friend who... turns out to be Robin! Another superhero!"

"Your friend is very... excited." Starfire said.

"Wait, another?" Julia said. "What do you mean another superhero?"

"It turns out that our friend Garfield Logan here didn't come home normal." Damian said. "He jumped off of one building into another with a gap of around 5-6 meters and he climbed up walls as fast as a spider. Also, he can turn his skin green, transform into any sorts of animals that he has touched, and most importantly superhuman strength that is able to directly hurt a Kryptonian."

"So... is he a part of the weird aliens coming up to invade our planets?" Julia asked.

"What? God no! You think I'm an alien?" Garfield said. " I went to elementary school with a billionaire playboy for like two years and you think I'm an alien, Julia?"

"For the record, I'm not a playboy." Damian said. "It was the disease. The Sakutia disease that he contracted when he was still at elementary. The cure got him into evolve into this form, and thank god he could control it at this moment because if he couldn't, his green skin should've been permanent. That's not relevant right now."

"What is relevant?" Julia asked.

"Garfield has managed to find our Kryptonian alien running off into the East of the island where Garfield once stayed."

"What?" Julia said. "Conner Kent? You found Conner Kent?"

"Yeah." Garfield said. "But trust me. He isn't the bad guy here."

"How so?" Damian asked.

"When he came up to me, he asked me to punch him in the face." Garfield said. "I did and I hurt him pretty bad. And then literally moments after that, he asked me to find other superhumans because his other friends are not exactly friendly to humans."

"If you can turn into any animals, why did you stay on that island?" Julia asked. "I mean you can literally fly back here to Gotham City."

"Controlling this power is slightly harder than operating that giant flipping computer you got there." Garfield said. "Besides, my parents... I can't just... leave them there."

"What happened to your parents?" Damian asked.

"They're..." Garfield said. "They drowned. I... I found their bodies and I couldn't save them on time, even if I could swim and breathe."

"My god." Damian said. "I'm sorry. We'll make sure that they get a proper burial."

"They already have." Garfield said.

"You want them to be buried here, Gar." Damian said.

"I can go there just fine." Garfield said. "Anyway, so let's get to the point. He told me to gather up superheroes if we're going to fight the bad aliens."

"The bad aliens?" Damian asked.

"Conner is the good one." Garfield said. "If we want to fight the aliens, we're going to need superheroes."

"Well, we already have Starfire." Julia said. "And then there's Garfield. Do you have a... codename?"

"Do you like Changeling or Beast Boy?" Garfield asked.

"It doesn't make sense." Kory said. "Kon-El is a ruthless soldier who would kill everyone he sees. He wouldn't have asked someone else to save this world."

"And yet he's hanging around with Tim Drake's girlfriend." Damian said. "If he does want to kill everyone on Earth, he would've done it just by now."

"And if he's trying to destroy the world, he would've not asked me to find the best superheroes in the world." Garfield said. "So if you ask me, I would trust him."

"We won't know about it until we see him in person." Damian said. "So we're going to need to wait Stephanie to do the job. In the meantime, if what Gar said is true, then we're going to need to start looking."

"So we're going to gather up superheroes?" Julia said. "Who are we going to ask?"

"I have one." Damian said. "Let's just hope that something weird happens in Star City."

##

Damian organized a call with his Star City vigilante partner Speedy, or more specifically Mia Queen. It's been quite a while since he talked to Mia. And most importantly it's been quite a while since he had seen her troublemaker no-nonsense and straight to the point attitude. Their last collaboration only ended up in quite the chaos, and tons of destruction coming in here and there.

"Mia." Damian called.

"Damian Wayne." Mia began. "It's been a while."

"Yeah, it's been a while since you didn't blow up a tanker, or being a whore on TV." Damian said. "I heard about the museum case. Surprised that you'd be using magic as your excuse for letting a thief go."

"It was magic, Damian boy." Mia said. "What else can you call phasing through solid walls, then?"

"You didn't just say that."

"Hey, I wouldn't say it if that's not what I see." Mia said. "I'm sixteen, Damian. I should be in high school, wondering what I'm going to wear tomorrow, not worrying that someone's going to slit my throat for messing up their business."

"A thief and a killer."

"No, just a prankster with a sense of humor." Mia said. "Oh and by the way, the thing that she stole was a stone of some sort, and it's back at the museum."

"What?" Damian said. "The stone is back at the museum?"

"Yeah. It's just back in the morning." Mia said. "I'm very sure you just took a few minutes to hear on the police reports at the night yesterday and just call it at that. Well guess what, they're outdated."

"Okay." Damian said. "But why would the thief return it back?"

"Good." Mia said. "You're finally asking the right question. The kind that I really want to find out."

"Any fingerprints?"

"Surprisingly, a stunning display of Wing Chun and magic completely makes her sloppy." Mia said. "She left some fingerprints. Two fingerprints, in fact."

"Two?"

"Yup." Mia said. "One is our thief, and one is unknown, presumably the dealer."

"Interesting." Damian said. "Do you need any help on that?"

"Uh... nope. I got this." Mia said. "I got two high-tech guys right on my back. I don't think I'm going to need the detective to figure this out."

"Actually, I'm going to need you in this case." Damian said.

"Ooh... of all people who wanted my help." Mia said. "So what's the case this time? Murder? Serial Killers? Giant Crocodiles? Earthquakes? Arkham patients escaped again?"

"Let's just say it's something more bizarre."

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The last thing she wanted was the sight of patients around the hospital nodding their heads down acknowledging the situation that the doctor gave to them, only to burst into tears the moment he had done their explanations, as if there was no hope left. Seeing them made her skin crawl, because it could happen to her anytime. How the doctors couldn't afford in good news seemed to be the most massive thing that had been bugging her all this time.

She couldn't help it. She had the power to help people. All she wanted was to use them. She had the chance to use it for something bad, and it backfired immediately. It was almost like her powers were not destined to do bad. It was meant to do something good. After all, it was refreshing to see the change of face of someone who just received news about her mother's worsening cancer into a fresh and happy face.

Rachel's visits were not only for the patients and their crying families. Her visit was also for her own. Unfortunately for this one, it was a healing that cannot be healed by magic, as she can't exhaust herself to constantly move her dying heart. All she needed was a heart transplant. She could go off in any seconds, and her heart could be stopping at literally any moment.

"Mother." Rachel began.

"Rachel." Arella said. "I'm so glad to see you here."

"Me too." Rachel smiled "How are the doctors treating you?"

"They give me the usual support." Arella said. "All of the appropriate medicines and the care. They give everything they can. How is your work on the church?"

"It's a pretty tough business." Rachel said. "Not a lot of money coming out of helping peoples believing in their makers, but it's a noble cause."

"Yes it is." Arella said. "I know it's a terrible way to gain money, but it is a noble one. I don't want to live knowing that my daughter is a thief."

"I..." Rachel scoffed. "Of course I'm not a thief, mom."

"Do not lie to me, Rachel dear." Arella said. "The mysterious thief who stole the ancient artifact and then returned it back just a few hours after? What has happened to you? Have you doubted your intentions?"

"Mom, I'm not going to let you die." Rachel said. "If you die, then I'm not going to have peoples to guide me. I don't care where the money comes from. You need to stay alive."

"You have so many peoples that can guide you, Rachel. You just haven't meet them yet."

"Yes, because more peoples like John Constantine is exactly who I need."

"John might not have been a man with the best attitude, but he's a good man."

"No you just say that because you liked that sort of guy." Rachel said. "For the record, your last encounter with bad boys didn't go exactly as planned."

"You are right." Arella said. "Have you ever tried magic shows?"

Rachel groaned. "I'm not the entertainer type. Besides, if I get famous, peoples are going to suspect me."

"Then what can you do?" Arella said. "You have all the powers in the world to do good, and I believe that you have. All those visits that you do every night to every patient that you can help, I cannot be more proud."

"You... knew?"

"I know all of your bad alongside your good." Arella said. "Our connection is a lot bigger than you thought."

"I'm really hoping that you're not using it when I'm in the bathroom."

Arella giggled. "I'm going to leave your private matters as it is Rae. What you do outside, what you do to other peoples and what you do against them, I will always know. And of course, I know about what you do in the museum."

"Mom, I... I don't really know. I'm sorry, mom" Rachel said. "If it makes you better, I'm going to admit it. Yes, I did steal it, but I returned it back. The deal wasn't worth it."

"Wasn't worth it?"

"The dealer bailed on me." Rachel said. "Just goes to show you that peoples are not going to fill up their promises."

"You're just not dealing with the right peoples." Arella said. "You'll find someone that you can count on to, maybe in the most unexpected of ways you could ever imagine."

"I'm eager to be surprised at this moment." Rachel said. "Seriously mom, I'm sorry about stealing. I... I wish I could do more... for you."

"I understand why you did it." Arella said. "That doesn't make it right."

"I know." Rachel said. "I learned it the bad way. It won't happen again. I promise."

"That's my girl."

"But that means we're still going to have problem about the money." Rachel said. "$750k dollars are not easy to find."

"I would rather die knowing my daughter was doing something noble than to live knowing my daughter is a thief."

"I..." Rachel bit her lips, sighing. "You're right."

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