siren beginnings chapter 2

So the weeks went by with Roy looking after Charlotte at school and training with her afterwards. It was an amazing feeling for both to find someone they could talk to and work with. To not be someone they weren't. Charlotte paid little attention to the classes she took enjoying to new sensation of not feeling so alone as she did in the past. Since she was also training with someone she became stronger and better earning a surprised look from her father one night during training. Roy was different in fighting styles than she was used to making her more able to follow others moves in a fight. Even though Gotham was such a horrid place she had found she loved the city and owed it a lot. The girl didn't feel out of place and had been happier here. Charlotte's birthday was a few weeks away when she started to spend any free time hanging out with Roy by telling her father they were training. He was like a big brother to her looking after her. She loved it and went to the mall and movies with him becoming more like a child instead of a weapon. Roy and her could talk. Charlotte had fun talking and arguing with the boy. She usually could persuade him to agree with everything she said getting her first nickname from him. She was his little siren. Persuasive pulling him to her will as a friend. He found it funny she was able to do that so easily and in such a cute childish way. He gave her a nickname and she gave him someone to share his thoughts. He told her how he really looked up to green arrow a lot just as she looked up to gothams own black canary. The day of her birthday Roy came over to her apartment while her dad was still at work to celebrate. He had gotten her a mini chocolate cake and a small present. the present it was a leather necklace with a small quarter like charm hanging off the middle. On it was the word siren. Roy's nickname for her since she could smooth talk her way through school when need be as well as be very persuasive when trying to convince Roy of something so he called her his little siren. She loved the nickname mostly because she had never had one before just like she never recieved a real birthday present before. The two had become so close and when the now nine year old child opened and saw her present all she could do was jump into a hug holding her brother like friend close saying thank you in a voice that made Roy know she loved it. He held her close smiling. He had been alone for a while but this little girl had changed that and had shown him how nice it was to have some sort of friend. The next present was two tickets to Halys circus that was to perform in Gotham in two months. It was wonderful little celebration and Charlotte was sad to see it end. Roy had put the necklace on her and gave her a hug goodbye when they finished the cake. Now Charlotte got ready for her nighttime training with her father. He came home later than usual. Charlotte had spent the time pacing her room and fiddling with her new gift. Her dad knew she had a new training partner but didn't care as long as they trained more than played. When he came in he walked into her room he thew a box at her and said "get dressed". She did as she was bid pulling on a armored suit. It was made up of armored sports leggings that went down to her ankles and had a deep grey and purple skirt with slits up the side attached. The tip was armored with the same grey. It went down to her wrists and a collar that covered her neck but was revealing in the front all the way down to where her collar bone ended. Next came the black belt made up of leather rectangles made for hiding weapons. After that Charlotte donned the black hooded cape securing it where the hooks on the vneck part of her top stood out. After the cape came the thick black socks and long black combat boots. The thick padded gloves slid onto her hand fitting her perfectly. Finally last but not least came the domino mask that was in the box. Charlotte was completely confused at what all this was but wore the outfit up onto the roof where her father waited for her. He stood there his back to her looking at Gotham. If there wasn't so much crime and disorder the city would be beautiful and magnificent. Charlotte walked up to her father silently so he didn't notice her until she cleared her throat. Her father turned round and like his small daughter up and down taking in the outfit he had specially made for her. He had a new task for her now. Instead of training with him she would train with the people of Gotham like a mini vigilante. He took out of his pocket a pack of specialized gas pellets and throwing stars and other little toys giving the nine year old her task. Charlotte was surprised at what he wanted her to do but didn't say anything she knew it was impossible to argue with her father and went to do as he said. Before he stopped her. He gave her a bracelet that looked similar to the one Roy had gotten her. He told her how he knew about Roy and that he got this made to match. It had been infused with magic so whatever weapon or tool she needed would appear in her hand when she tapped the bracelet twice. It had its limits on usage but was an amazing gift. Engraved into the coin like metal on the bracelet was the word siren like the necklace. Well at least she didn't have to think about a vigilante name. It was already given to her. With that the little vigilante jumped off the roof soaring to the roof after it. Not to far away there was a mugging in process and Charlotte could see a man kneeled over hands holding his head as four men beat down on Him. The child dropped down on one mans shoulder making him crumple to the ground in pain. Next the girl whipped around jumping in the air and side kicking the next man in the face breaking his nose as he stumbled away. The two other men came out of the shock of the tiny person attacking them and ran at her. The masked child flipped over the two men's heads landing behind them. She kicked one of the men into the other and they were down. Charlotte then used a grappling hook to get back up onto the roof and get away. Charlotte stopped three robberies, four other muggings, two shootings and one kidnapping that night. It was Gotham and she was happy she could help the corrupt city. She was proud of herself but it was late and she was tired. The time was almost one am and she wanted to sleep. Charlotte had made her way back to her building and was on the roof. Quietly she climbed down to her bedroom window and inside. Once there she went to see if her father was awake he was. She approached him and he turned around expecting her. "We'll…" she told him of what she had done and he nodded sending his daughter off to bed. Once in her room Charlotte quickly changed and snuggled into her bed tiredly falling into a deep sleep. The next morning the girl took a super hot shower to wake herself up. Yawning she dressed in black pants a long sleeve red hoodie and boots. She was tired and when she was tired she was cold. The whole way to school she had been yawning even though she tried to hide it. Roy saw and asked "why so tired my tiny siren" she smiled at the older boy and said "rough night". He chuckled and asked if she had heard about the new vigilante last night who seemed to be connected to batman. He gave her a look as if to ask if she was apart of this. She shook her head and asked about it. He told her how some were saying they saw a new masked person in the shadows of Gotham. Charlotte smiled to herself and shook her head at Roy saying how silly it sounded there weren't enough people like the heroes they knew for there to be more of them. He smiled at her and they walked to class. She was yawning the whole day up to nighttime when she was sent on patrol again. It was like this for her from then on during the day she went to school and hung out with Roy at night she patrolled carefully so as not to take down the insane who were left for batman. She knew if she did she would get too much unwanted attention. Eventually she got used to this. Going out every night gave her thrills and the fact that she wasn't helpless. She could do something for other made her happy. She didn't tell Roy what she was doing her father had forbidden it. Even with him knowing almost everything else. But as this interval of time went by Roy had become a little distant. She could tell he was planning something but not sure what. She would not ask though until he told her and kept to her nightly patrols.