Symbol of the Knight-
Prologue:
"Recognized, Robin. B-02."
"How did Joker get out of Arkham?! I want to know, now!"
A few younger members of the Team stumbled back in fear as the seventeen anno old Boy-Wonder stormed into the Cave. A look of murder on his face.
"Robin, whoah! What is it?"
"Out of my way M'gann! Where's Batman?!"
"Right here." the grizzly voice came. Robin rounded on the Dark Knight. "How did he get out?!"
"That's a good question. Another good domanda would be why are te so upset?" Batman replied calmly.
"Because he almost killed Batgirl!"
Stunned silence.
"Is she--"
"She's fine, Cassie." Robin sighed. "But what I want to know is why te didn't finish him once and for all! Especially after--"
Robin froze. Saying "Jason" risked their identities. Saying "Robin" confused the younger ones, and saying "Red Hood" gave away too much.
"I explained it to te before." Batman said. "I know being back in the suit pains you, but you're recitazione più like him every day!"
"Who?" Cassie whispered.
"The secondo Robin." Superboy replied. "little violent for a hero. But he was killed da the Joker."
"Recognized, Batgirl. B-22."
Barbara walked into the Cave. "Sorry, couldn't find my uniform--" she stopped at the stunned looks of everyone in the Cave. "What? You're recitazione like te saw a ghost."
"But--but--" Robin stumbled over his words. "But you're--"
"But I'm what?" Barbara demanded, putting her hands on her hips.
Robin glanced at Batman and ran towards the zeta-tubes. "Recognized, Robin. B-02."
A moment later, the Boy Wonder was in the BatCave, closely followed da Batman and Barbara.
"I'm not following what's going on." Barbara said. "Bru--"
"Hush!" Robins hissed. He slowed as he approached the red-head figure of Batgirl, lying on the operating table, blood coming from her arms and stomach. Alfred was leaning over her with a surgeons mask on.
"Did te take off the cowl?!" Robin demanded.
"Of course n-- Good Heavens! Mistress Gordon! What on--How--"
"Let's find out." Robin said. He slipped his fingers under the cappuccio and slowly pulled it off to reveal the face of--
"Artemis." Robin breathed.
The cappuccio was fully removed and the fake red hair fell to the ground. The blonde had a contorted look of pain on her face. Robin touched her blood matted hair gently and brushed some strands out of her face.
"Where's Kid Flash?" Robin demanded, turning to his former mentor.
"He's at Little Bohemia in Metropolis with Flash." a new voice said. "Why?"
"This is his girlfriend, Tim. Dressed in Barbara's costume." Robin face-palmed himself. "I am so dead."
Prologue:
"Recognized, Robin. B-02."
"How did Joker get out of Arkham?! I want to know, now!"
A few younger members of the Team stumbled back in fear as the seventeen anno old Boy-Wonder stormed into the Cave. A look of murder on his face.
"Robin, whoah! What is it?"
"Out of my way M'gann! Where's Batman?!"
"Right here." the grizzly voice came. Robin rounded on the Dark Knight. "How did he get out?!"
"That's a good question. Another good domanda would be why are te so upset?" Batman replied calmly.
"Because he almost killed Batgirl!"
Stunned silence.
"Is she--"
"She's fine, Cassie." Robin sighed. "But what I want to know is why te didn't finish him once and for all! Especially after--"
Robin froze. Saying "Jason" risked their identities. Saying "Robin" confused the younger ones, and saying "Red Hood" gave away too much.
"I explained it to te before." Batman said. "I know being back in the suit pains you, but you're recitazione più like him every day!"
"Who?" Cassie whispered.
"The secondo Robin." Superboy replied. "little violent for a hero. But he was killed da the Joker."
"Recognized, Batgirl. B-22."
Barbara walked into the Cave. "Sorry, couldn't find my uniform--" she stopped at the stunned looks of everyone in the Cave. "What? You're recitazione like te saw a ghost."
"But--but--" Robin stumbled over his words. "But you're--"
"But I'm what?" Barbara demanded, putting her hands on her hips.
Robin glanced at Batman and ran towards the zeta-tubes. "Recognized, Robin. B-02."
A moment later, the Boy Wonder was in the BatCave, closely followed da Batman and Barbara.
"I'm not following what's going on." Barbara said. "Bru--"
"Hush!" Robins hissed. He slowed as he approached the red-head figure of Batgirl, lying on the operating table, blood coming from her arms and stomach. Alfred was leaning over her with a surgeons mask on.
"Did te take off the cowl?!" Robin demanded.
"Of course n-- Good Heavens! Mistress Gordon! What on--How--"
"Let's find out." Robin said. He slipped his fingers under the cappuccio and slowly pulled it off to reveal the face of--
"Artemis." Robin breathed.
The cappuccio was fully removed and the fake red hair fell to the ground. The blonde had a contorted look of pain on her face. Robin touched her blood matted hair gently and brushed some strands out of her face.
"Where's Kid Flash?" Robin demanded, turning to his former mentor.
"He's at Little Bohemia in Metropolis with Flash." a new voice said. "Why?"
"This is his girlfriend, Tim. Dressed in Barbara's costume." Robin face-palmed himself. "I am so dead."
Name: Elizabeth Rose West
Alias: Flame (it's also her nickname that a lot of people call her)
Age: 11
Gender: Female
Personality: Flame is bright, brave, and bold. She has a lot of energy and loves to explore, also likes to have fun.
History: Her parents disappeared when she was younger and took care of herself until Wally found her and took her into his family and made her his foster sister.
Description: She has brown hair that is usually kept in a braid. Flame prefers her hair to be loose. Her eyes are green (the Phoenix she took care of had green eyes)
Power: is the fairy of the fuoco phoenix
Other: Best Friends with Robin, she owns a pet tartaruga named Star. Flame sometimes gets herself into trouble if she doesn't listen to orders dato to her. She met Robin on the giorno that the team formed. The two became close friends.
You are hereby required and invited to attend her royal Highness,
Princess Rebecca Uccello Alvers' grand ball.
In honor of her royal birth data of eighteen years.
Arrangements have been made in honor of your arrival.
An escort is ready to welcome te
to our kingdom. As our honored guests, te are permitted,
but not required, to bring one guest.
In high hopes and regards, with sincerest wishes, we hope te will attend.
Her Imperial Highness,
Queen Minerva Alvers.