Disclaimer: I don't own Young Justice or anything in the DC Universe. I own the OC and the plot.

A/N: Hey y'all! Thanks to everyone who reviewed, you guys keep me writing. Here's chapter seven! Oh, and there's one little bad word close to the end.

This is a combo of two ideas from HextheDaydreamer, so special thanks to Hex for her amazing suggestions!

Also, once you're done with the chapter, read the authors note at the end. Don't skip the chapter though!

Serafina sighed in contentment as she allowed the last of the warm water to dribble down her shoulders before the turned the shower off. She twisted the water out her bloody red hair and curled it over her shoulder, wrapping a fluffy white towel around her slightly pink skin. Stray water drops found their way down her smooth legs to the floor. She opened her bathroom door and stepped into her semi-lit room, steam billowing out in her wake. She yanked on her pajama bottoms and a spaghetti strap top, and towel dried her hair. The still damp curls stuck to her skin like Scotch tape that's lost most of its stick. She opened her bedroom door and stepped into the comfortable coolness of the Manor's air. Her light footsteps made no sound on the polished oak floor as she walked down the hall to the grand staircase. Her skin was prickling with excitement. Dick had promised her, nighttime activities be willing, that they would watch a movie and have to brother-sister time. She knew he was planning to skip patrol, and would only go out if there was a serious situation. She met up with Alfred in the entertainment room. "Hey Alfred." She glanced around the depressingly empty room. "Where's Dick?"

"I'm sorry Miss Serafina, I regret to inform you that Master Dick was forced to go out on one of his nighttime escapade."

"Seriously?" She sighed. "Why?"

"It appears that there was an Arkham breakout."

Her ears pricked up at the word Arkham. "Who?" She knew he understood what she meant.

The Englishman hesitated, clearly not wanting to tell her. "Alfred. Who?"

He sighed in resignation. "The Joker."

It took a few seconds for the meaning of those two words to sink in. But when they did, chaos broke loose. "THE JOKER!? What the hell are they thinking?!"

"Miss Serafina, please calm down! I can assure you that Master Dick and Master Bruce are fully capable of looking after themselves."

She sat down on the couch and rubbed her eyes with the heels of his hands. "I know. Thank you, Alfred." She heard the butler's dress shoes clicking on the floor as he left, no doubt to go to the kitchen and put some cookies in the oven for the boys when they got home. In the meantime, her mind was a confusing whirl of thoughts and worries. What was he thinking? Was he okay? And why didn't he tell her?

He should have said something to her, even if he had just mentioned it was a breakout. Some kind of warning beforehand, and maybe she wouldn't be freaking out right now. Oh, who was she kidding? Of course she would be freaking out! This was the Joker and her big brother she was talking about here!

After she'd found out about her family's nighttime life, she had accessed the files that Bruce kept on his Rogues Gallery. If she was expected to be okay with all this she wanted to know anything and everything about the people her big brother faced everyday. She had known before she had looked that the Joker would be bad, from all the stories that she had heard out on the streets. But Batman's file on him petrified her. For weeks after she read it she would sneak into her brother's room at night for comfort from nightmares and question him before he and Bruce left on exactly what they was intending on doing that night. He knew she was scared of Joker and absolutely terrified of what the madman could and would do to him. So why wouldn't he tell her he was going?

The redhead laid down on her side and curled up, sighing as she slipped a soft blue pillow under her head. Of course he wouldn't tell her. He knew she would never let him leave the Manor if she knew the Joker was out there, etching a scarlet path of blood through the streets. And that was a risk he couldn't take. Maybe he was trying to save her sanity and her sleep, knowing she wouldn't go to bed until he came home and would worry herself out of her mind. But he still shouldn't have kept something like this from her. She could have helped from the Batcave. She knew they had cameras and comm links built into their masks, she could have been watching their backs. It was better than just sitting around here waiting for him to come home. She hated feeling so useless to her new family. She hated it with a passion.

The youngest Grayson yawned and nestled her head into the pillow. All this thinking was making her tired. But she wanted to stay awake until Dick and Bruce came back, so she could yell at them for leaving without telling her where they were going. 'I'm sure nothing will happen if I close my eyes for a second…'

"Serafina?" A warm hand was shaking her shoulder, pulling her into consciousness. "Ser-bear, wake up. It's me, little sis." She opened her sleepy emerald irises to see a pair of familiar sapphire eyes. A smile lit up her face and she threw her arms around her neck. "Dick!"

Said ebony was pushed back on his heels by her force. He laughed and hugged her in return. "Hey there. Sorry I missed movie night, minor situation I had to deal with."

Her smile turned into a frown marring her pretty features. She pulled back and slapped him. "Minor situation!" she's screamed. "The Joker is not a minor situation!"

His hissed out a curse under his breath. "Alfred told you."

"Damn right he did! And when were you going to tell me, or were you just going to let me believe a lie?"

"Ser-bear I-"

"Why didn't you say something to me? I could've been down in the Batcave, I would have had your backs! God, Dick, it's the freakin' Joker we're talking about!"

"No, it's not!" That silenced her as Dick explained. "The report that was filed was wrong. The guards were paid off to say Joker escaped."

"Why on earth would someone do something stupid like that?"

"Who knows? The point is it was barely even a fight. I'm fine."

She sighed in relieve and hugged him again. "Don't ever do that again. Ever."

He patted her back. "No promises, baby sister. No promises." He pulled her up and put a comforting arm around her shoulder, and the duo walked toward their bedrooms.

Bruce had his cowl pulled down and was in the midst of studying the information displayed on his massive computer screen when he heard someone behind him clear their throat. "I'm not hungry, Alfred."

"Then I guess it's a good thing I don't have for you."

He turned his chair around to see his daughter standing before him. She was barefoot, the hem of her yoga pant brushing the cave ground. Her white spaghetti strap top seemed to glow in the blue screen lighting. "Serafina." The billionaire laced his gloved fingers together and put them under his chin. "What can I do for you?"

She brushed her crimson curls out of her shining green eyes. "I have something to ask of you."

"Okay. What?"

"I can't take it anymore. I want you to train me." She looked up at him. "Make me one of your birds."

A/N: Woot! Chapter seven done! Thanks for the reviews on the last chapter!

Okay, here's the question I have for y'all. I've been thinking about giving Serafina powers. I know exactly how I want to do it if I do, and it probably won't happen for a few more chapters. It's not set in stone, so I want to get you guys's opinions. Do you guys think I should give her powers? It may not happen, it's just an idea.

That's my question for you guys, please leave your response and ay ideas for chapters you have in a review. Please review!