I'm sorry! My fanfiction account wouldn't let me update ANY of my stories :'( but I give some credit for the name Renee chooses to Cherryblosssom24, who got me into the habit of saying it, and therefore, Renee :) for disclaimer see chapter 1
RECOGNISED, RENEE B-08, the mechanical voice called out, as the entire team of 7, in civvies, turned to greet me.
"Renee!" Artemis cried, walking over to me as Green Arrow and Black Canary walked in behind me.
"Hey Artemis," I grinned.
"Hi," I waved towards the rest of the team. Everyone, minus Artemis and Robin, were still suspicious of me, obviously.
"We kind of got of on the wrong foot when we left, so, hi, I'm Renee," I smiled at them brightly.
"Hey beautiful," the red head ran over using super speed, so I assumed he was Kid Flash.
"Hi, I'm Mr Right, someone said you were looking for me?" He grinned. I smiled sweetly at him, while Robin looked ready to kill.
"Hi Mr Right someone said you were looking for me, I'm Renee," my smirk grew at his astonished face.
"Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?" He tried again, stumbling for words.
"Well that pick up line certainty hurt," I rolled my eyes as the entire team behind him lost the battle of keeping their laughter down. Even the guy I recognized as Aqualad smiled.
"Hi, I'm Miss Martian, you can call me M'Gann, or Megan if you want," the green girl smiled at me, floating slightly into the air.
"I am Aqualad, or Kaldura'hm. My friends call me Kaldur," Aqualad nodded.
"Connor," Superboy grunted.
"Wally," KF sighed, walking back towards the rest of his, our, teammates.
"Great, and I already know Robin and Artemis," I smiled, "but I don't know my way around," I hinted.
"Sure, let me take you," Megan grinned, grabbing my elbow and dragging me off down a corridor.
"Jeezum," I gasped.
"And finally, this would be your room," Megan pointed towards a plain metal door with my name inscribed into it. As I neared it, it slid open with a slight whoosh noise, revealing the room I would use when staying in the cave. The walls were rock, and had no windows. Well duh, it was a hollowed out mountain. There was a double bed decked out in brown bed sheets, a desk and chair, bedside table, lamp, multiple notebooks and other stationary, a door undoubtedly leading to a bathroom, and finally a wardrobe and dresser filled with clothes that Canary probably bought.
"Wow," my rock walls were decorated with photos, some of Dinah and I on our shopping trip, some of Artemis, Dinah and I getting ready for the party, one of Robin and I looking like it was taken from the Batcaves CCTV, and even a couple of my past life. My brown eyes, however, were drawn to the photo frame on my desk. It was if my parents, taken a couple of months before they died. We were at the beach, I was taking the photo, and my parents were hugging, knee deep in the sea as the sun shone above them. I picked the photo up, staring at their faces for a moment, before sighing and replacing the frame back.
"Are those your parents?" Megan asked timidly.
"They were," I smiled at her, but she knew it was fake.
We started walking back to the common area, chatting about whatever came to mind. I found Megan and I both shared a love of baking, but while she liked making actual meals too, I gave people food poisoning.
RECOGNIZED ZATARA 11, BATMAN 02, the zeta tubes rang out.
"Renee?" Batman called.
"Yup," I partially waltzed into the room, popping the p as I went.
"We have this charm for you, to change your appearance for when you go on missions. Try it," Zatara handed me a small silver bracelet, with a pretty little bat charm, canary charm and arrow charm, obviously representing Batman, Dinah and Ollie. I clasped it round my thin wrist, and instantly the few strands of hair I could see returned back to my original dirty blonde.
"Yes!" I squealed, knowing my appearance was very like my one before the brainwashing. Straight, dirty blonde hair, large brown eyes and a light scatter of freckles over my nose.
"You can go on missions now without fear of your hair being recognised. You look exactly like you did before, but before you go on missions, you'll need training, and a name," Batman waited for me to say my name.
"Well, jeezum, I don't know..." I tugged my hair in thought.
"You say jeezum a lot right? Why not use that?" Robin suggested.
"Jeezum. I like it," I smiled.