This is another UNIVERSE. Ты know. Fin wasn't taken by Slade and has been with Бэтмен all the way. Oh and she's not called Fin, she's Phoenix. Another UNIVERSE, MIND YOU.
And no. Fin doesn't have powers here. And she's like, 12.
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Kyra knew it was hard to grasp. The fact that she was stuck. In the middle of a fundraiser. With no one but her brother. Bruce wasn't there, damn him. And now Dick was gone. Just. Gone. What the hell, Dick. What in the freaking hell. She hated this kind of thing, always had. She remembered when she and Dick were little, and they'd just began their life with Bruce. The secret part was awesome, but the other part- well, one thing that Dick had прокомментировал(-а) on at the very first fundraiser was,
"Now I know why the Joker's insane. Because smiling so much makes Ты go crazy!"
She had laughed so hard. They were still hand in hand twins, able to finish each other sentences and know what the other was thinking. Except now she liked her hair out of her face. And up when she was fighting.
3 hours, 2 hours, 1 hour. Finally, she could get out of this goddamn dress. She rushed to the bathroom and changed into blue jeans and a normal tee. She flicked on her sunglasses and placed her thick black hair under a fedora and walked out of the hall into the blackened night's grasp. She could feel the eyes on her back, Batman's eyes. He always had been protective, especially when he knew that Kyra was going to be walking Главная alone. Kyra shoved her hands in her pockets and walked on, ignoring the glaring light in the night sky. But she didn't feel very safe, even with the streetlamps and dark knight of Gotham protecting her. She felt... uneasy, like something big was about to happen...
A hand grasped her shoulder and the training she'd received as Phoenix kicked in. She flipped the person onto their back and assumed a fighting stance.
"Yeesh, Kyra, what the hell?" her brother called from the concrete.
"Oh. Sorry, Dick." Kyra reached down and pulled Dick from the sidewalk. "You, of all people, should know not to do that. Especially at 10 p.m. In the middle of a dimly lit street. And it's just me."
"Sorry, sorry."
The two walked down the sidewalks alone. The streetlights suddenly switched off. All of them just flicked off. "What in the- oof!" Dick was cut off and groaned, but when Kyra turned towards him, he was gone. There was a blow delivered to her stomach and she collapsed. And there wasn't any eyes watching over her.
And no. Fin doesn't have powers here. And she's like, 12.
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Kyra knew it was hard to grasp. The fact that she was stuck. In the middle of a fundraiser. With no one but her brother. Bruce wasn't there, damn him. And now Dick was gone. Just. Gone. What the hell, Dick. What in the freaking hell. She hated this kind of thing, always had. She remembered when she and Dick were little, and they'd just began their life with Bruce. The secret part was awesome, but the other part- well, one thing that Dick had прокомментировал(-а) on at the very first fundraiser was,
"Now I know why the Joker's insane. Because smiling so much makes Ты go crazy!"
She had laughed so hard. They were still hand in hand twins, able to finish each other sentences and know what the other was thinking. Except now she liked her hair out of her face. And up when she was fighting.
3 hours, 2 hours, 1 hour. Finally, she could get out of this goddamn dress. She rushed to the bathroom and changed into blue jeans and a normal tee. She flicked on her sunglasses and placed her thick black hair under a fedora and walked out of the hall into the blackened night's grasp. She could feel the eyes on her back, Batman's eyes. He always had been protective, especially when he knew that Kyra was going to be walking Главная alone. Kyra shoved her hands in her pockets and walked on, ignoring the glaring light in the night sky. But she didn't feel very safe, even with the streetlamps and dark knight of Gotham protecting her. She felt... uneasy, like something big was about to happen...
A hand grasped her shoulder and the training she'd received as Phoenix kicked in. She flipped the person onto their back and assumed a fighting stance.
"Yeesh, Kyra, what the hell?" her brother called from the concrete.
"Oh. Sorry, Dick." Kyra reached down and pulled Dick from the sidewalk. "You, of all people, should know not to do that. Especially at 10 p.m. In the middle of a dimly lit street. And it's just me."
"Sorry, sorry."
The two walked down the sidewalks alone. The streetlights suddenly switched off. All of them just flicked off. "What in the- oof!" Dick was cut off and groaned, but when Kyra turned towards him, he was gone. There was a blow delivered to her stomach and she collapsed. And there wasn't any eyes watching over her.
"This is something I need to do."
"Ah, Erica Richards, the Avatar. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Great. Now they can here what I'm thinking."
When I spoke, the words sounded loud and commanding yet I was speaking softly.
