Hi there! This is my new story- and yes, I DO have otehr stories I shoul be writing! But, I finished Nightingale, and I discontinued another story, and put another on hold, so... I'm good! For now!
Anyways, this is mainly about why Jinx was convinced she couldn't be a superhero. And her family. The story is named after her sister, Nightshade, but Nightshade isn't her real name. Common info. The real UNcommon info is her real name... Jinx doesn't know her full name until she's like, 8.
Chapter- Jinx's 'Capture'
I quickly ran into the alley, immediately leaning against the wall for support. I sighed in a mixture of relief and exhaustion 'I think I lost him…'
"What are we running from?" Someone whispered in my ear. A hand clamped over my mouth, trapping the startled screech and the other arm snaking around my waist and pulling me to him. I glared venomously at the cocky speedster.
"You shouldn't run from me, Jinxie." He murmured into my hair. I bristled at the horrendous nickname and squirmed in his arms. He chuckled,
"Aw, c'mon, Jinxie! You're so much better than them!" He pleaded with me.
I closed my eyes wearily, "No, I'm not. I'm BAD luck. Being good isn't exactly in the job description." The words flowed from my mouth, worn out and shabby from overuse. I'd ditched the H.I.V.E FIVE months ago, but still avoided Kid Flash like the plague. But all plagues find their victim, just as Kid always found me. I once stayed hidden for a whole month before he found me again.
"That's not true and you know it, Jinx. I might be the fastest boy alive, but even I get impatient." Then the world was blurring around me and the only thing I could clearly see was Kid's masked face. I clung tightly to him, suddenly aware of how badly it would hurt if he dropped me.
"If you drop me, I'll hex you into oblivion." I threatened him, unsure of whether or not he could hear me over the screaming of the wind.
He chuckled, "No worries, Jinxie. I'd never drop you."
Moments later, we started to slow down and soon he stopped completely. We were in a nearly spotless living room with a large flat screen TV, a mini fridge, some super comfy looking chairs, and a fireplace. There was a pair of dirty socks on the floor, a knocked over stack of DVDs, and some popcorn, but other than that- spotless. I guess being the fastest boy on Earth has some perks.
Other than chasing Jinx to the ends of the Earth then kidnapping her.
My eyes momentarily flashed pinked and the popcorn bowl exploded. There was a blur of red and yellow and it was cleaned up again. Kid Flash was standing in front of me with a grin.
"C'mon!" He grabbed me had and dragged me upstairs. I resisted, but not only did he bear me in speed, but also strength. No matter how much I dug my heels in, I was still being dragged upstairs.
"I gotta get changed, so, just, stay here, ok?" The speedster flashed me a grin as he pulled me into his room and sat me down on his bed. He grabbed his clothes and disappeared into the bathroom.
1… 2… 3-
He reappeared at me side with his arm slung carelessly around my shoulders, his knees knocking into mine. I shrugged him off with a scowl and turned to yell at him and stopped, my eyes going wide as saucers.
He didn't have his mask on.
He didn't have his mask on!
How could he trust me enough to not wear his mask? He frowned slightly and brushed his knuckles against my cheek.
"You ok, Jinxie?" he asked, concerned. I jumped to my feet, still facing him and stumbled back towards the door. I had only just turned around and stepped out of the door when his hands were holding my wrists, preventing me from going further as he stood in front of me.
I pushed him to the side and ran downstairs, only to find a certain speedster blocking my path. I blinked and turned to run back up the stairs and suddenly he was in front of me, hands on my hips,
"Running from the fastest boy alive is pretty pointless, Jinxie."
I glared at him, my eyes glowing and my hands itching to hurl a hex large enough to blow up the city, but the fact was… him trusting me enough to see him without his mask kept me from doing just that. It scared me to have someone trust me that much, but… it hit a soft spot.
He gently lifted me up and carried me downstairs. He murmured in my ear, "I hate seeing you in those boots, I always think you're gonna fall. They look like medieval torture devices. Imagine me running in those!"
I snorted quietly, allowing him to carry me. Only for the moment, of course. There was NO WAY he was carrying me around everywhere. Obviously, I could run in these boots. Have you seen me fight in these? They don't trip me up at all! I've had them for as long as I can remember, so that helps.
He dropped onto the couch, still holding me in his arms. He carefully pried my boots off, seemingly surprised when I undid the laces for him and slipped them off my feet.
"Back in a sec." he said and ran off, leaving a train of blue (jeans) and white (his T-shirt) in his wake. He was back by the time I counted to five with a pair of black Coach Leoda Boots (They were actually called Coach Leoda Booties, but I thought that was weird so. Yeah…). He sat down next to me and put them on my feet for me.
"I can put my shoes on, you know. I even know how to tie my shoelaces!" I said sarcastically. He stuck his tongue out at me and made a face, making me laugh.
"Wally West." He said suddenly, extending his hand to me to shake. I tilted my head a little and stared at it. He elaborated, "That's my real name. Wally West."
"Oh." Was my genius reply as I *finally* shook his hand.
"Aw, that's not fair!"
I shook my head, "No, I mean, that's my real name. Jinx. That's all I've ever been. The only person who knows my real name is my older sister, but I haven't seen her in years… Even I don't know what my real name is."
"Nah, it was my sister who renamed me, and since I was only a day old when she did, it's like my real name. But I can tell you my last name, if you like."
Wally waited before he prodded me, "Don't leave me hanging, Jinxie!"
"Jinx Marzaroli." I told him, leaning in like I was telling a secret, "Don't tell anyone. Ever."
"No worries, it's too complicated for my ADD brain to remember to tell anyways." He stage-whispered back to me. I burst out in fits of laughter.
"I knew it! That, or you're very fond of coffee, and lots of it."
We both laughed again. There was a pause before Ki-Wally asked tentatively, "Jinx… why'd you run off after I changed? Is it 'cause I don't have my mask on?"
I ducked my head, mumbling, "I've never really had anyone trust me like that before… It was always me, Nightshade, and Connor. My parents died pretty early, and I was a kid. The last thing they told me was that they'd come back and they never did… I didn't understand that they were dead and they couldn't come back ever again."
There was a long silence after that.
"Sorry," I apologized, "I shouldn't have said-"
"No, that's not it, it's just… it kinda reminds me of Robin and his parents. They died pretty early for him too. I know you'll hate me for saying this, but I think you and Robin actually have something in common!" He gasped dramatically, trying to lighten the mood.
I shuddered exaggeratedly, "Never, ever say that to me again Wally West or so help me I'll hex you into the next decade!" I threatened, waggling my finger at him.
"I swear on my trusty sneakers that I shall never say such a horrible thing ever again." He swore, still chuckling.
I nodded briskly, "Good." But Wally didn't know that I was having an internal battle over what he said, the part that hated it and the part that accepted it.
'Oh, Nightshade, where are you when I need you?'
Nightshade! As in the flower! This girl's code name is a... flower? Seriously? But hey- it's a pretty awesome flower!
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