She was a dark haired imp. She was a trouble maker. A liar. She was unpredictable. She was his hero. He knew not of it when it happened. He pushed her away like everyone else. And when he finally saw truth behind it, she vanished. Into the desert. She ran from something unseen. She was barbaric when he tried to follow. He didn't know where she was from. She never gave a straight answer. She said she lived somewhere, was born else, and yet still came from another. She said only someone like her could understand
Oh I come from a land, from a faraway place
Where the caravan camels roam
Where they cut off your ear
If they don't like your face
It's barbaric, but hey, it's home
She hid a life that people would ignore anyway. One filled to the brim with the drink of sheer insanity. One that would break the simple frames of others. But she smiled and embraced it. She told people. They did not listen. If not for her faith in herself, she would have been broken.
When the wind's from the east
And the sun's from the west
And the sand in the glass is right
Come on down
Stop on by
Hop a carpet and fly
To another Arabian night
She smiled as she disappeared into the sand. She always smiled. Unless she was fighting. She was one to spit into the wind despite knowing the outcome. Always to defy others. She saw and believed what she did. And no one could convince her she was wrong.
Like Arabian days
More often than not
Are hotter than hot
In a lot of good ways
I felt warm when she left. I don't think she left me alone. I think she's watching over me. She always did seem to appear at the darkest moment to save the day. But he was never awake enough to stop her from leaving.
'Neath Arabian moons
A fool off his guard
Could fall and fall hard
Out there on the dunes
A diamond in the rough. His spitfire of a sister. Not a diamond at all. A Jade.
Robin sat at the door eagerly awaiting Zatanna's arrival. Wally could tell. Robin may be cool and collect for a thirteen year old, but he was losing it waiting for Zatanna. Love sick puppy. Wally thought it was funny his friend was hitting on a magician. But it also was annoying. He had told Wally he should believe in magic. That not everything could be proven by science. He knew that. He saw it happen with his own eyes. Before the Kent Nelson incident in fact.
"Hey Rob," Wally said finally zipping over to Robin. Robin immediately put on a calm and cool persona to hide his nervousness. But Wally had a talent for pushing people's buttons. It was a gift given to all speedsters.
"What's up Wally?"
Wally gave a huge grin, "Got a hot date with Zatanna?"
Robin looks at him with a slight tinge of pink in his cheeks, "What No!"
Wally cocked an eyebrow in amusement. Despite being trained by Batman, it was easy to see how he felt.
"Aw I won't tell dude," he said mocking him. Robin looked up at him.
"Shut it West," he said with a small blush creeping on his face. Wally laughed. It bounced off the walls and echoed down the halls. He thought it was hilarious that he was hitting on someone who acted so much like… her. His self-proclaimed little sister. He sometimes wondered if she was her. But she had something's that didn't match so he dropped it. One, her dad had no siblings. Two, she didn't talk about demons. And three, she didn't mock her elders. She did however always seem to find a way to danger. Like she had a map that she could follow to get to it. She had a strong sense of justice. And the black hair made them seem the same. But Zatanna had brown eyes. His sister didn't. They were a pale yellow.
Zatanna was not her. But the only other person who ever came close was Cheshire. And he prayed that was not who his little sister was. But she seemed a little too old. She seemed older than he was. His sister was younger. Instead of contemplating this further, he ruffled Robin's hair.
"Dude stop it!" he complained. Wally laughed. Without his little sister, his little brother was just as good.
"You don't have to do this."
"I know. But it's Uncle, Tohru or me. Uncle's hurt from sonny boy and Tohru is the only one that can keep section thirteen safe. I'll be fine. I'm a big girl now. I trained with Aunt Viper in Egypt so I'm strong enough to protect myself."
"Don't try and talk me out of it. I'm fifteen. And I've kicked plenty of butts before," said the girl. She smiled under her hood. Her eyes hidden by sunglasses. She kissed the older man on the cheek.
"Call in as often as you can," he said giving up. He knew how bull headed she could be. She nodded and turned.
She left the hidden base swiftly. With what had recently transpired, she didn't waste time as she went to a bus stop. She was antsy waiting for it. When it finally arrived she stepped on and sighed. She had a long way to go. The only thing on her mind was the darkness emanating from the world in gigantic waves. She wondered how people could go by and not feel the change that was taking place.
All she knew was that she had to follow her lessons and her gut to where the darkness lied. And she'd be on her own until Uncle recovered. Then she'd have back up. Her uncle was too noticeable to come with her. Sure she attracted attention but it intensified near her uncle. And vice versa. She made a silent wish. That she wouldn't have to go through this alone. That she'd have help when she needed it.
"I don't see why she's important," a scaly teen growled.
"Yes young demon. She has had my mark. She was once queen of the Shadowkaun."
"Tarakudo. I say we kill her."
"You are but the son of Shendu. You have no idea what her evil side is capable of."
Well… If you read this please review. This is weird. I will not deny it.