Blu Jay-a Flash Vigilante Origin Story

Sufferin' Succotash

The main man of the two robbers inched forward, his tall lanky body almost rippling with every step. "What did you say to me, little girl?" His comment made it harder for her to stand her ground with the confidence she had just moments before, but her stance didn't waver. She knew that if she had taken more than a few steps back that her back would be to a pillar, so she took a deep breath and repeated her words. "I said, drop your weapons and nobody gets hurt." Masked Robber #1 apparently didn't care, throwing his useless gun to the ground and walked towards her. Hopefully Amina's plan would work.
She moved backwards until her back was two inches away from the marble pillar, waiting for the man to get close to her and make a move. "Your poor little guns didn't work? Seems like you got them from the wrong gun manufacturer. Smith & Wesson Party Company?" Her remark hit the robbers almost like a slap in the face. When the masked man got close enough to her, he raised a clenched fist and aimed for her head. It missed its target as she ducked, and landed against the marble column. "Shit!" He yelled, retracting his hand. It swelled up five times its normal size, almost like he put on an oversized boxing glove on. However, that crimson bulging fist was his hand, throbbing like crazy.
"What the hell?" All 3 people in the bank were flabbergasted, saying the same thing at the same time. The man who tried punching Amina looked at it and screamed in agony. She wasn't sure if the man was screaming because he was in excruciating pain, or that he couldn't comprehend why his hand was swelling up. "Okay, I'm done with this shit, man. The holes are one thing but my hand's another." He let go of his huge hand and ran towards the hole for a quick escape. Amina expected the man to get away, and started towards him until he hit the wall. The void was no longer a void, but just a spray-painted circle. The man fell, stunned that he smacked right into the wall, when there was a tunnel just moments before. Tiny birds appeared over his head, flying in a circle as he was dazed on the ground.
"Amina, with the series of actions you took in these conditions, the outcome that occurred means that Vibe and Kid Flash will be here in exactly 28 seconds. You need to leave before they think that you're the enemy. We will be back for them," Jay said, ordering Amina to leave. She was disappointed that she didn't win her first fight, but she was glad she didn't lose. "That's all folks," Amina said, saluting before hopping over the confused robber and through the void. The other crook just stood there in shock, unable to fully process what had happened. Amina hopped onto the street in the alleyway. As she jumped and hovered about 20 feet above in the air, a blue portal opened at the end of the alleyway in the main road. She spotted 2 men hop out and scan the area for trouble, one of them in a dark leather jacket and the other in a mustard yellow body suit. "Vibe and Kid Flash," Amina breathed. "Leave NOW, Amina," Jay repeated their order. She flew up into the sky, high enough where she thought they wouldn't see her any longer. The female vigilante circled around the city a few times to make sure she wasn't being followed, and landed back on her roof. "When the bad guy tries to make an escape, or follow after in a theoretical painted tunnel, they will always fail. That is the Law of Physics #7. For cartoons," Jay recalled.
"So that means one of the robbers is a meta human? Making these cartoon-like things happen? I mean that makes sense: the holes, the hand, the birds, everything that happened in the bank. Do you think Vibe and Kid Flash stopped them?" Amina asked as Jay deactivated her powers. Her suit faded away, revealing her work clothes beneath the navy armor. Her mask disappeared from her face, Jade Hawk was hung up for the night.
"You couldn't stop them, and neither did the duo. The two drew another hole closer to the van and drove away when Vibe and Kid Flash hopped into the graffiti portal. There's a 78.5% chance that Vibe said "Suffering succotash" when he realized they got away." Amina giggled. "Well, anyway, I am completely and utterly tuckered out. Can I sleep? Are we done training for the night, Jay?" Jay hummed, which Amina took as a yes, and started down the fire escape.
"We're starting it back up tomorrow. Next time you'll make sure justice is served. Training is not just fighting bad guys, it's fighting for the greater good. Fighting to make the world a better place. This is not an outlet for you to get some high from being a "hero". You were chosen. You didn't choose me," Jay scolded. The remark made Amina feel like a child, chastised for fluffing up her own ego. She huffed as she jumped onto the balcony of her apartment and went inside to get some rest. Although she didn't train for long, she still felt wiped from her day at work and the burden of justice she knew she had to fulfill one way or another. It's hard to be a vigilante, she realized.
Amina washed her face in the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She knew sleepless nights would be a thing of normalcy once she began to take on the job of justice more as the Blu Jay. Hopping onto her bed in her TARDIS blue pajamas, she wished for an easier week. Jay planned otherwise, after all, The Flash would be coming back soon, and Jay wanted Amina to meet Team Flash before they would have their hands full. Amina would soon have her hands full as well, but Jay let the girl drift off into a deep sleep before they wanted her to train til she dropped.
They gave her mercy, for now.