The Young Justice

Events of the Past

Stone seemed to think she was older, probably because the alcohol was messing with his mind, but he offered her some alcohol. She refused through gritted teeth and was about to run for it when Stone tried again.

"Look, Percy, just have some. You'll feel better," he pushed and Percy's patience snapped.

She turned, knowing he would not remember this, and shoved hard.

Stone fell from the balcony, only two stories high, and crashed into the fountain with an unmanly scream.

Another few hours, the party ended and Percy found Bruce as the guests left. She had put on a brilliant show of being confused as to what happened and was completely shocked by the turn of events, but the party couldn't end until after New Years.

They stood next to each other as the last car pulled out of the drive way.

"You pushed him off the balcony, didn't you?"

"And I'll do it again," Percy answered with a professional hair flip.

AN: Arthur Stone is just some random dude I made up.

Wayne Manor

December 31st 2006, 19:13

"I pushed a guy off a balcony."

Dick's jaw his the ground as she walked to her room to change.

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Bat Cave

February 14th 2006, 16:43

Robin cackled as he jumped out the batmobile and landed lightly. Batman followed, grim and serious as ever.

They walked in unison, Robin recounting how he defeated the theif in the jewelry shop with glee.

A sudden creek of the chair by the computer stopped the duo. Robin pulled out his escrima sticks and Batman pulled out several batarangs.

The chair fully turned around with a small girl, around ten, seated in it. She had unruly messy hair, cut to her shoulder length and bright eyes that were the colour of the small water source nearby, a sparkling blue with twinges of green. She was seated, so she obviously looked shorter, but when she was standing she was taller than Robin by at least half a head. In her hands was a steaming mug of what Robin assumed to be Jasmine tea, the girl's favourite.

She rose a single eyebrow, her eyes scanning over the room and then resting on the two vigilantes with a cheshire grin. "Hello Bruce and Dick, how are you both?"

Robin sheathed his weapons first with a sigh. "How'd you know?" he asked, pulling his mask off.

Percy smirked, the crooked smirk that made her look like a troublemaker. "Well, Dick, two weeks ago you got a large gash across your right arm from 'falling' off your bike. Coincidentally, Robin got the same gash on his right arm, the exact same length and the exact same depth, which I saw in the newpaper. How weird, right? Secondly, I saw you two disappear down here four hours ago, when you two came down for patrol."

Batman had lowered his batarangs already and now he pulled down hiw cowl, his face the epitome of tired. "Hello, Percy."

"Yes, yes, let's skip the pleasentries Bruce. I want in."

Bruce's brow furrowed and he felt his fatigue growing. No, your mother will kill me. He sighed, "I can't allow that, Percy, Your mother wo-"

"Mom knows. I told her what I was doing an hour and a half earlier. If that's your only argument, you'll be pleased to know that I have parental permission, unless you need a permission slip signed. Now, I'll send you a design of what I would like my suit to look like and will be coming back tomorrow for training because, assuming you trained Dick as well, that you will have to train me before I become a vigilante," Percy rapidly said. She then stood, taking a sip from the steaming mug in her hand and sighed in content.