Back From The Dead
Chapter 3 – Goddess
It was one o'clock in the afternoon and the Team was waiting for Nightwing to arrive. He had told them that their new member will be arriving today and they must all be present at Mount Justice to greet him.
Everybody was wondering who this person would be. They were a little nervous.
In a few minutes the Zeta-Tube announced the arrival of Nightwing, followed by another person, whose name and designation they did not recognize. Everyone silently watched as the two people came in.
"Team, meet your newest member – Jason Todd, a.k.a. the Red Hood."
The Team watched with their mouths wide open. They couldn't believe that one of "the" Robins, who was supposed to be dead, was standing right in front of them and waving casually with a small smirk on his face.
Tim was the first to speak.
"You're alive?! H-how's that even possible? Batman buried you! I saw your grave!"
Jason's smirk faded and he looked at the former Robin. He got a little pissed with all of the questioning, and looked the boy up and down. Finally he said:
"Listen kid, if you're going to be so annoying all the time, I swear I'll snap your neck like a twig! What happened to me is none of your goddamn business, got it?! It's none of anyone's business! I don't want you or anybody here to question my past and personal life! If we're going to be working together, from now on, you're going to talk to me whenever I ask you something or if you have important things to tell me about the missions. No personal stuff! O.K.? Just because I'm going to be in the Team, doesn't mean you have to know things from my personal life, except my real name and my mentor! I'm not here to make friends! I'm here to work! I hope we got things cleared between us."
Tim was looking at the unamiable man with intolerance. He saw the hatred in his eyes, then looked away. Jason looked around the room, then at his teammates. His gaze stopped at one particular person. A tall raven haired girl, dressed in a very provocative suit, which was slightly exposing her breasts and arms; she was wearing 2 silver bracelets, like the ones Wonder Woman had and she wore a black necklace, which reminded him of a leash. She was leaning against the sofa, with her arms crossed looking away from Jason. He gazed at her lovely alluring feminine figure as a giant grin formed on his face. She noticed he was staring at her and her eyes met his. He crossed his arms as she blushed a little and looked away again, flipping away a strand of hair from her gorgeous face.
"Well, who might this lovely creature be?"
Asked Jason, walking towards her and taking the hand with which she flipped her hair, looking her straight in the eyes. She quickly pulled it back and answered.
"My name is Donna Troy, but since you're here only for work, you can call me by my appellation - Darkstar."
She narrowed her eyes not blinking through the whole conversation.
"Kitty's got claws! O.K. doll, I'll keep that in mind."
He put his hands up in defeat and stepped away sheepishly, smiling like hell at the sexy goddess before him. Damn, she was hot when she was angry. The way she acted and talked back at him, with that calmly fascinating voice of hers just turned him on even more. But he was going to sit back for the moment. He didn't want to start doing crap from the first day. He didn't worry at all. There was plenty of time to make his move on her.
Donna was pissed when somebody called her with a pet name. She always thought it was because of the "leash" necklace. She loved that necklace. It was a gift, well more of a souvenir, after a mission she did with Wonder Woman. Anyway, she didn't like it when somebody was acting so cocky around her. She never understood why some of her girl friends, here on Earth, liked that kind of behaviour, especially when it was coming from a boy. On the other hand, though, Jason loved it when a girl played hard to get. He found it entertaining of a girl to think she could escape his charms. So he played along. He sweet talked them, and made gestures to the girls, making them feel wanted. There was no escaping his manly tactics. He thought that Donna was one of "those" girls. But he was god damn wrong. She was a warrior, a strong and independent woman and a hero. She would never fall for a guy like him, and if he continued acting like this, she would even stop paying attention to him. She had never loved a man before. For crying out loud, she hadn't even LIKED a guy before!
It was only a couple of days before Jason could finally fit in the Team. His teammates got used to his tough personality, constant abuse and violent behaviour. In those couple of days he tried to hit on Donna, twice, since he wasn't hanging around the hideout longer than necessary. Though he didn't think she was worth his strength, there was something about her that made him go to missions with a smile and a strong heartbeat. Maybe she wasn't like all the other girls he had met, this thought roamed around in his mind every time he saw her, whether it was when she pushed him away or when she got pissed at him for fooling around, and not paying attention to the mission. How the hell was he supposed to do that when she was always there messing around in his head. Oh, how he loved to watch her fight! It was bliss for his craving eyes.
It was 11:26 on a Sunday morning, and the Team had no missions today. Some of the members were out, except for one – Dick was with his beloved Zatanna; Barbara, Cassandra and Stephanie were shopping; Tim was training with Batman; and Jason was nowhere to be found. Donna was peacefully enjoying her day off in Mount Justice. She was wearing a blue tank top with 3 black stars on her chest – the one in the middle was bigger than the others; black skinny jeans and dark blue flats with small white bows. She was watching TV with her feet on the table, some pillows behind her back and head, eating popcorn and other unhealthy Earth foods, which she loved dearly. She didn't like being alone, because there was nothing exciting happening, and she loved excitement and hated being bored to death. She thought that maybe it would have been better if she went shopping with Babs, Cassy and Stephie. But the whole "shopping" thing…it wasn't her "thing". She would rather stay home and be bored, then walk around malls all day watching her friends squeak and jump around when they see something pretty. They often used her as a "model" when they were out. They picked so many beautiful but unnecessary provoking clothes and shoes. She could never imagine walking around the city in those. It's true that her super suit was kind of, maybe, revealing her breasts too much, and it was tight enough already. She didn't need the clothes they picked for her. She had her own. Whether they were for a party or for a normal outing. Donna never felt the need to be sexy for somebody else.
As she was lying there, she heard the computer announce Jason's designation. She twitched her eye but didn't stand up. She would never give him the honor of her joyful attention.
"Hey, cupcake. Missed me?"
Jason smiled widely at the sight of her, just lying there, careless as can be. He was in his regular clothes – dark blue jeans, a black shirt with two white stripes on both sleeves, a denim jacket with two pockets on the chest area and a zipper and black sneakers with white shoelaces.
"Didn't I tell you not to call me with pet names?!"
Donna narrowed her eyebrows as she continued watching television, not once turning to face him. He jumped on a seat next to her and looked at her pissed off look, smiling even more.
"Why do you always try to ignore me, babe? I just want to talk to you, that's all!"
He placed his arms on the back of the couch, now looking at the screen, as he stopped smiling. His voice was now serious. Donna slammed her bowl with popcorn on the table and turned her angry gaze to him.
"How dare you?!"
Jason looked at her in confusion.
"First, you come in here all cocky and stuff, joking around with me and the others, saying how you don't want to be friends with anybody, and now here you are – asking me why I always "try" to ignore you. I don't try to, I AM ignoring you! And get one thing through your thick skull – NEVER USE PET NAMES ON ME! Got it, SLICK?!"
She threw herself back at the couch and crossed her arms. Her face was red and she couldn't believe that she just called him "slick"! At the thought of calling someone by a pet name, she shut her eyes tightly and shrugged in the couch between the pillows. She looked just like a little girl, who didn't get what she wanted. She was so embarrassed. Jason, on the other hand, was smiling widely, a cute and playful giant smile, showing his bright white teeth, going straight up to his ears. So cute.
"Wow, Donna! Just …WOW! I don't know whether to feel bad or jump around the room and sing you a song! That was hilarious!"
He sat back and started laughing. Then he looked to her again and saw her embarrassment.
"Listen, sugar cube…I didn't want to make that pretty face angry. I'm sorry…"
Jason leaned to her face and kissed her on the head, right on top of her ear. Donna quickly opened her eyes just in time to meet his. They stared at each other for a while, then Jason said:
"How about I make it up to you, and take you out? Anywhere you want! It's not like I have anything better to do."
He smiled cheekily again, as he waited for an answer.
"Alright, but just for the record – I went out with you because I was bored to death, and this is NOT a date!"
Jason sighed and agreed.
Donna went to get her purse and they headed out.
*I must be out of my mind!* Donna thought to herself.
*SCORE!* Jason was thinking.