Robin's Little Finch

Robin's Little Finch ~ Chapter 3

* time skip - 8 years *

"So do we have a deal?" The mob boss asked T.
"You are kidding right? Only 100,000 dollars to take out the mayor? Get yourself a new mercenary, that was the last stupid offer I will hear from you," T said jumping off the building. T simply goes home after that seeing as she didn't have any other appointments.

"How did it go?" Slade asked her when she walked in without putting the paper down. 

"The guy took me for a moron so I declined," T told her father figure. 

"Speaking of jobs, I was given two offers one is in Central City and one is in Gotham. I plan on taking the one in Central City, but the other one could really get you some good experience," Slade said looking away from the newspaper. 

"Wait, you want me to do one of your jobs?" T asked tentatively. 

"Well, yes. I believe you are ready. You have completed your training by my standards and if you are successful in Gotham, you can make it anywhere. It would be the perfect test so you can officially  become my heir," Slade told her while walking over to her. "How about it kid?" 

T thought about it. After all of her training she could finally make a name for herself. She could finally become his heir, which is what all this training has always been for, what everything has been for since the accident. 

"Let me get this straight.  You want me to, not only, take a job that was given to you but you want me to go to Gotham so that I can prove that I can make it on my own since Gotham is already so overcrowded with villains and Batman. If I can make it in Gotham, I get to be recognized as your heir?" T asks him hope filling her voice. 

"Indeed, but not only to me, but to the whole community of villains. You will finally be one of us,' Slade says putting a hand on her shoulder. 

"Then yes! This is what I've waiting for." Slade and her then share a smile before getting ready for their  individual missions. 

* Time Skip* 

A few days later in Gotham...

T had said goodbye to Slade, who she now calls dad, and he went on his way to Central City. T made all the necessary fake documents she would need with her new name and look. When she was adopted by Slade, he told her to start new with him so she picked a new name and changed her look. Instead of having long dark brown hair and green eyes, she died her hair to be more between light brown and blonde, but with blue and purple streaks in it. She also wore special contact lenses now, not only did they make her eyes look grey but they had computer connection within it's special micro wear. She could look up info on anyone she saw while wearing them, which made her job as a mercenary much easier. She was also stronger, faster, slimmer, and more developed then the last time she was in Gotham. As she was unpacking her boxes into her new condo in the middle class area of Gotham, aka not the city or mansions, and not the slums even though she lived quiet close to the said slums, she got a call on her extra cell phone. 

"Hello? Is this the guardian of Tara Williams?" the voice asked though the phone. 

Tara responded in her best high pitched female voice, "Why yes, this is her mother speaking." 

"I am the vice principle at Gotham Academy and I was just making sure your daughter still planned on joining us for the new school year," the female voice asked through the phone. 

"Yes indeed she does. You said her scholarship from her previous school transfers over correct?" Tara continued faking. 

"Indeed, your daughter's records are very impressive and we are happy to have her scholarship transfer over."

"Well thank you, then yes she will be joining the school in a couple of days. We still need a few extra days to get settled. 

"Sounds fair, we look forward to seeing your daughter," the lady said and hung up. 

***

Later that night Tara suits up in her special armor that protects her from most weapons, grabs her swords and gun, and heads to the meeting place. 

Tara waits for the people that hired her and is about to leave when she hears. 

"Who are you?" a very high pitched voice asks from the shadows. 

"I am the mercenary you hired," Tara says through her mask with voice filter. 

"You are not Deathstroke," another smoother female voice points out still unable to be seen from the shadows. 

"You are correct, but Deathstroke was preoccupied so he sent me to take this job," Tara answered. 

"Well this changes things," a third female voice says in a voice that sounds like she is trying to be suductive. 

"We are not paying an amateur for this job," the second voice adds. 

"You have never heard of me, which just proves that I am good enough to handle this job," Tara says still remaining calm. 

"I suppose. Then lets make a deal. We will hire you temporarily. If you can complete a certain task by late next week, then we will hire you for our much bigger plan," The third female voice says. 

"I don't like working in the dark, mind telling me what that bigger plan is or at least the first task?" Tara says starting to get annoyed. 

"Not before we know we can trust you. We hired Deathstroke because we know he is Slade Wilson and we can hold that to him. Tell us your identity," the second voice commanded. 

Tara thinks for a moment then starts to take off her mask. Her shorter blonde hair falls to her shoulders and she puts the mask under her arm. "My name is Tara Williams and I am the daughter of Slade Wilson, also known as Deathstroke. You can call me Blade." 

At first all three are quiet then you hear insane laughter fill the room from the first high pitched girl. 

"I can't believe you are a girl! I like her! Can we keep her, pretty please??" 

"Yes, you have gained our respect and trust, now how about we talk about our plans," the three female voices finally come out of the shadows. In front of Tara stand the deadly female trio; Poison Ivy, Catwoman, and Harley Quinn all smile at Tara as Tara bows and says, "Let's get started."