Clever Enough (Slow Updates)

Flashback

Disclaimer: I own only Sienna, Nefertiti, Azura, and Zahara in this chapter.

This chapter this chapter to @diagnosedwithlupus this is an awesome person. Thanks

Sienna's POV

(1987)

All of my cousins were arguing, and I am so annoyed by them. Zahara and I were the youngest so we were put out "grown up stuff," stupid excuse. Then Nefertiti, the understood leader came to me and Zahara. "Remember the trip I promised you two?" Well road trip!" she said. She was usually happy, weird. "Like, where are we going?" asked the bounty hunter, Zahara. She's always so skeptical; well it's kind of her job. "Why, don't you trust me?" asked Nefertiti mockingly. We both shook our heads, and she replied, "Good, trust, a very awful thing to give, but receiving is a priority."

I want to be honest; I think she is not over Pietro aka Peter Maximoff yet, that why her personality is weird. He really cared for her, and when she was in a coma, he visited her and checked on her health. I thought he was really romantic, no matter how much he denies it. There is an understanding rule not to talk about Peter around her, or she'll go ballistic. But knowing and growing up with Zahara, she'll say something.

I could tell that she was in a rush, "You two's stuff is at home not here, right?" she questioned. We nodded, now knowing something is up. Now she running, let me tell you something readers, she never gets nervous like this, EVER. She's fearless, and I mean the original of being fearless. Also, she never asks about people. Okay so we're running more until we are hiding behind a pillar of marble. What is up with Nefertiti? I heard footsteps coming our way, and then I blast of light blue hit the pillar and crushed the pillar causing the room to tremble. Nefertiti quickly used her super speed to fix it, and exclaimed to the person, Azura another older cousin, "You know I just moved into this place and I intent it to stay structurally sound!"

"Where are you going?" questioned Azura.

"Nowhere where you're invited, so good-bye," and with that Nefertiti used her magic to make Azura disappear. Then opened up a dimensional portal to my dimension, and then we stepped through as Zahara stepped through her own portal and was to report to us at mu palace for the surprise trip.

Time passed and that lazy bounty hunter just walked through the palace door, and Nefertiti was eating once again. "I'm here!" Zahara announced.

"Okay, now let' go to Gotham City," said Nefertiti.

"Why, are you INSANE! Gotham is like one of the most... correction is the most dangerous place in the entire galaxy, Cèlestina told me." I responded.

"Well, the liar is telling the truth about one thing, finally."

"Stop your worrying we aren't going to stay there; we are just going to break into a Bruce Wanye's manor."

"Ok, while we do that let's ride on a magical cloud in and reveal our secret identities, can you hear yourself speak?"

"Just get your weapons, and leave the plans to me." I sighed we are going to jail, I'm twelve years old. GOSH, but Zahara, who's a thirteen year old bounty hunter is cool about this I swear she has no brain.

Once we got to Gotham, Nefertiti went to a convenience store and read the newspaper. Most ironic and convenient headline in a convenience store or on earth: "Bruce Wanye invites all to his party for the Spring Ball" and has his address. Genius, why don't they just say, "Bruce Wanye is vulnerable to be killed as well." I swear people are getter dumber by the day. "Girls," said Nefertiti, "we're going to the Spring Ball."

As we walked in the manor a butler was waiting at the door. The place was full of people and rich people, at least we looked rich. Our dresses were molecularly manipulated by one Nefertiti. As we managed our way through the crowd, we found a place to talk. "Alright you two stay close, I'll be back soon. Don't do anything stupid," said Nefertiti sternly, then she walked away. So Zahara and I didn't know how to participate in one of these parties so we just got something to drink that kids could drink. I was looking around, observing my surrounding, until I saw boys around the same age as Zar, the name I call Zahara, and me. I said to Zar as I pointed to the boys, "Which one do you want?"