*After The Wrath of a Fangirl
Cora POV:
This costume feels tight but flexible as always. It's darker than everyone else's, except for Batman. The Robin colours have been removed and all that's left is the yellow hood.
I press the domino mask to my face, it feels unfamiliar despite the fact that I wear it when I go on patrol. I pull my hair away from my face and into a tight braid. I look like a whole new person.
As I feel the elevator move down my hand brushes the gun holster on my thigh. Rubber bullets are my usual ammunition, but I'm still pretty fierce with or without them.
Today, it's empty. I like having the weight of it on my thigh though. To say I'm nervous would be an understatement.
When the elevator door opens I see the bat family, most of them anyways. Robin, who's arguing with Red Robin. Nightwing and Batman are having a 'heated discussion'. I wish Red hood was here too.
"Hey guys! What are we fighting about?" I ask calmly. They all pause to look at me before erupting into explanations. I hold my hands up in surrender.
"One at a time." I say, effectively quieting them.
"I thought you should have your own costume." Richy says. I nod, then gesture to Bruce.
"I believed that it would seem like we were making you into a vigilante." He grumbles. I'm pretty sure his voice just lowers at night time.
"Okay then. We're you two fighting about the same thing?" I ask Dami and Tim.
"It was similar." Robin admits. I nod.
"Alright. Well I wouldn't mind a new costume if it's no trouble, although I do see your point. I'm not a vigilante, but today I do need to seem like one, right?" I say to the older men.
"I suppose. Have you thought of a name?" Batman asks.
"I was thinking, Chickadee. It seems to fit with the bird thing." I say. They nod simultaneously.
"And that has no ammunition?" Dami asks, gesturing to my gun. I smile.
"None. It's just there for self-reassurance." I state.
"So, you're okay with being perceived as a gun wielding vigilante?" Tim asks. I nod.
"Just because I look like a vigilante and act like a vigilante doesn't mean I have to be a vigilante. I don't want to go looking for that kind of trouble." I explain patiently. They all seem to accept my answer.
"Then let's head out. The Justice League awaits." Batman says.
We march to the Zeta tube. I walk beside Robin. He looks different in his suit. I miss his eyes already. Although I'm getting flashbacks to when we first met. I always seem to do that whenever I see him in gear this close.
My heart starts hammering in my chest as that warm feeling washes over us. I feel the tingles it leaves in it's wake. I don't mind the tingles, but I do sometimes wonder if the boys feel that too.
Touching that kryptonite stuff makes my skin itch and crawl horribly. Tim mentioned that it's probably because I'm from a different dimension and I wouldn't have come in contact with anything similar.
I'm glad my thoughts wandered because as the tingly feeling fades I'm left standing on a platform. A platform on the Watchtower!
The boys have already stepped off and I'm quick to follow. I feel extremely nervous, my hand rests on my gun in it's holster.
Nightwing has left the group already, and Tim just broke off to talk to someone he knows. There's so many people here. They all have amazing powers and abilities. I'm just a girl in an old costume.
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FanfictionI had sooo many ideas while writing these two books that I had to scrap or I thought of way too late. So because I still want to write them and share more Cora content with you guys, I wrote this book. I still don't own DC or it's characters. The p...
