Chapter 3: Meeting
I stared at the empty cave, inspecting each groove in the walls like I used to do with my surroundings. For the first time ever, I felt out of place, like I didn't belong. And that was because I didn't.
I heard random shouts and spun around and around trying to figure out where it came from. I was usually good at locating sounds, but at that moment I was more nervous and scared than I was cautious.
"Come on! She's probably in here!" I heard from a young girl's voice. My heart pounded and I put on my poker face. I gulped, mentally preparing myself for all the time I was supposed to spend with the teens.
A young girl, about age fourteen, ran in. She wore a magician outfit, one that I had to admit was pretty cute, and her dark black hair fell a little past her shoulders. She stopped a few feet in front of me and extended her arm.
"I'm Zatanna." She said in a sweet, innocent voice I somehow wished I could have. I couldn't smile. It wasn't my job. I frowned, semi-glaring at the beautiful young girl. I wasn't jealous of her beauty, not like most women my age would've, but I was jealous of her innocence. The one she was holding. I desperately wished for her to keep it.
"Dark Knight." I said, lowering my usual high-pitched voice to make it seem more professional. I shook her hand slightly and pulled back, not wanting her to feel my pulse or read my mind or whatever she could do.
I knew she was a magician, Zatara's daughter to be exact, but I wasn't too sure of all her capabilities. From her unusual backwards spells to her sneaky sixth sense was all I knew, or what Dinah only knew.
I heard fast footsteps in slow motion, something I had learned in training when I was nearly six, and felt a wind past by my right side. Of course, I held myself, making sure I didn't attack him suddenly and ruin my whole chance of surviving. I suddenly felt a very light weight on my shoulder and looked down.
"I'm Kid Flash." He said, looking up. I wasn't that tall, barely a stature of five-feet-seven, and even with my three-inch heels I was barely as tall as a supermodel. Surprisingly, I found the sixteen-year-old (Dinah told me his age) to be a shorter five-foot-five even though he looked much taller on camera.
"Good." I said, "Then why don't you go and flash something else, huh?" I said, making sure I sounded a little more bitchy that I felt at that moment. It wasn't that I was a complete angel, because believe me if I were going to be compared to an angel I'd be a complete devil, but it was more like I wanted to be seen as an angel on the outside sometimes. It was a trick I had learned while going to school, mostly to get out of class early so I wouldn't get bullied as much, but it worked and I kept the idea.
Kid Flash put his arms up in surrender and I noticed I had been glaring at him hard. I softened my eyes, not too much, but enough to make me seem not as evil as I looked.
"A little bitchy, huh?" A deep voice said. I recognized it barely, seeing that the last time I heard the voice I was surrounded by at least two hundred people. I turned around and stared at the red head that stood at least six feet away from me.
"A little sneaky, huh?" I answered, using the same annoying voice as he had used. He laughed suddenly, walking over by the rest of the teens that had recently came in.
"How about we introduce ourselves?" Kid Flash said, winking an eye at me. I rolled my eyes noticeably.
"How about you stop pissing her off?" The blonde girl wearing green said. "I'm Artemis by the way." She said. I nodded.
"I'm so not pissing her off." Kid Flash said.
"Well, it looks to me like she doesn't like you." Artemis said. Kid Flash glared at the blonde and stood next to her, and the two began to exchange glares. Artemis looked at me. "Sorry about that." She said, glaring at Kid Flash once more. I laughed and everyone looked at me. I gave a suspicious smile.
"Don't worry about it. If he wants to feel my wrath, then let it be. He'll learn sooner or later to not bother a woman in black. Or technically, this woman." I said. Red Arrow laughed.
"Can you even call yourself a woman?" He asked. I glared at him.
"If I can't call myself a woman then there is no room for you to call yourself a man."
"And why would that be?"
"Because from the look of it, you're not mature enough to handle most situations nor are you capable to handle working along side someone as old as you or younger, let alone the opposite sex." I smiled and Red Arrow frowned.
"Not true." He said, protecting himself like most men did. I was used to embarrassing men I knew or even didn't so I didn't feel anything for him, but I let it go, for that moment anyway.
"Whatever you say.." I said, slightly bowing as if mocking him. I doubted that many of the teens would understand what I was meaning, but they were smart so I didn't want to underestimate them.
"While we are at it, I would just like to introduce myself." The boy with the webbed hands spoke. "I am Aqualad."
"I'm Rocket." A dark young woman spoke.
"Superboy." The muscular sixteen-year-old said. At least he looked sixteen.
"Robin, but you already knew that." I smiled.
"You're smart for such a... spoiled chid." I whispered the last part, leaving everyone else but Robin and I knowing what I was talking about. I may have been basically on the other side of the line, but it didn't mean that I had to hide what I already knew, especially if I was going to be teaching the teens.
Robin glared at me and I smiled. I looked back up at the group and waited for the next person to introduce themselves.
"I'm Miss Martian, but you can call me M'gann or Megan or whatever you want to call me." The green martian said happily. I smiled on the inside, knowing that even though she had put herself in that line of business she was still happy and pretty much as innocent as Zatanna and the rest of the teens.
"Nice to meet you all." I said.
"I'm Red Arrow, by the way. If you missed that." I looked over to the red head. It wasn't that he didn't know that I knew his name, but it was more like the agreement we had with Dinah and Oliver, to pretend to not have met. It was quite easy after that though, after we 'learned' each other's names and everything.
"Maybe I did." I looked back to the group and sighed. "My turn I suspect."
"No shit." Red said. I glared at him.
"Why don't we just start off with the basics, shall we?" I said. I didn't wait for a response. "This is all you need to know about me. My name is Dark Knight, I am your physical trainer while Black Canary sorts...things out, and I am not your babysitter. Some people seem to think that already." I looked at Red Arrow, even though he didn't treat me like a babysitter, It was just natural. "Everybody got that?" I asked, not waiting for a reply. "Good, training starts tomorrow, five-thirty sharp." I said. Picking up my bags and heading for the hall that led to the bedrooms.
"But tomorrow's Saturday." Kid Flash said, practically whining. I stopped at the beginning of the hall and turned around slightly.
"Exactly."