Unknown: Black Swan

The Circus

"No way! She is not joining the team!"

"It's not purely your decision, Megahn," Conner countered.

"It's not yours either!"

"I never said it was," He said.

"My vote is that she joins," Kaldur said.

"Mine too," Tim added. He smirked at the odd looks. "I guess me and Dick have a thing for taking in strays."

"This isn't how we should do this," Impulse mentioned. "All for her joining?"

Superboy's, Kaldur's, and Tim's hands shot up. 9 hesitantly joined theirs.

"12 to 1."

"It has to be unanimous," Miss Martian countered.

"We vote on majority."

"We've never voted to let a villain in before."

"She's not a villain," Superboy countered.

"She's done evil things."

"Like break someone's mind?"

"That is not okay."

"Maybe if you hadn't done it-"

"Maybe if you hadn't been you-"

"Been me?"

"You only want her on the team because you're interested."

"Or maybe, it's because she's an amazing fighter, almost entirely in control of her powers, and in general a good person-"

"That's enough!" Kaldur interrupted. "By our vote, she's accepted, but Batman has the final say. And if you two don't shape up, you'll work out your problems my way. Superboy go hit the showers."
♤♡♢♧ Elsewhere♧♢♡♤
"Go hit the showers," Dick huffed out.

"I was on a roll," I complained. I had won the last three matches.

"Yeah, I'm starting to lose my self-confidence. I've been training since I was 9!"

"I've been training since I was 4, and that was under the league," I retorted.

"Fair point," He ruffled my hair.

"Hey," I quickly smoothed it out. I quickly left to shower. I walked back and pulled the leather jacket close to me.

"You ready?"

"Can't we train a little more?"

"It's been a year," He reassured me. "You'll do fine."

"Or, or, hear me out, I stay here and you go talk to Batman."

"Did you forget last time I tried to convince him to do something?"

"But he's him," I complained.

"Do you want to join Young Justice?"

"Yes," I answered.

"Then you'll have to talk to him."

"Fine," I mounted my new and improved motorcycle. The body was pure black with red card suits painted on the sides. "You comin'?"

We rode into the bat cave together. I revved my engine and slid to a stop in front of the brat prince. Batman crossed his arms. "I see you've come back."

"We need to talk," I stepped on the kickstand and pulled off my helmet as my black hair cascaded and pooled around my skin.

"Indeed we do."

"I want to join Young Justice," I told him while swinging my leg over my ride.

"Absolutely not."