Becca walked out of the bar and into the street. She nodded to the people who looked at her and then continued on her way. She walked in the streets, splashing through the puddles. She walked down to a food place, deciding it was better to rest a little while. A bell jingled as she entered. A little woman came to the counter, gray-streaked red hair pulled into a bun. Her blue-green eyes were warm and inviting. Just like her shop.
“What can I get you?” the woman asked.
She had a strong accent, one Becca couldn't place.
“A hot cup of coffee,” Becca answered.
“Is that all?”
“Yes.”
Becca moved to sit in a chair when the woman turned. She froze. On the back of the woman's neck was a tattoo. One Becca knew.
“Rain is wonderful, don't you think?” Becca asked.
The woman looked at her.
“Yes. But I prefer the sun.”
Becca smirked.
“Rain is better. Wipes away any secrets.”
The woman turned back to her and Becca lowered the fabric on her shoulder. On her left shoulder was a matching tattoo. The woman looked at her, her face serious.
“Shallow is my name.”
“Sparrow.”
“Ah. The chosen one. I know of you. Come into the back. We can talk there.”
Becca nodded, making her way inside. Shallow closed up her shop before joining her. She closed the door into the back room before making some coffee. She handed Becca a cup and sat in a chair across from her guest.
“We have much to discuss, Sparrow.”
“What can I get you?” the woman asked.
She had a strong accent, one Becca couldn't place.
“A hot cup of coffee,” Becca answered.
“Is that all?”
“Yes.”
Becca moved to sit in a chair when the woman turned. She froze. On the back of the woman's neck was a tattoo. One Becca knew.
“Rain is wonderful, don't you think?” Becca asked.
The woman looked at her.
“Yes. But I prefer the sun.”
Becca smirked.
“Rain is better. Wipes away any secrets.”
The woman turned back to her and Becca lowered the fabric on her shoulder. On her left shoulder was a matching tattoo. The woman looked at her, her face serious.
“Shallow is my name.”
“Sparrow.”
“Ah. The chosen one. I know of you. Come into the back. We can talk there.”
Becca nodded, making her way inside. Shallow closed up her shop before joining her. She closed the door into the back room before making some coffee. She handed Becca a cup and sat in a chair across from her guest.
“We have much to discuss, Sparrow.”
So I'm writing this story on my account on Quizilla (Google- LunariAssain1) and as I said will be placing updates for it. So here is this update before I start because i will WRITE THIS STORY even if it kills me.
Title- Birds Of A Feather
Summary-
She is a weapon. Given a power she is afraid to use. She loves it and hates it. When she is rescued Hawkwoman takes her in. She refuses to use her powers and joins Young Justice. Will she hide her powers or hide them forever?
Hero Name- Angel
Secret Identity- Amelia Tor
Age- 13
Powers/abilities-
Martial Arts
Memory
Flight
Notes-
Shy about using powers
Prone to lashing out if pushed to hard
Protege Of Hawkwoman
Stats-
Strength-
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Speed-
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Intelligence-
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Title- Birds Of A Feather
Summary-
She is a weapon. Given a power she is afraid to use. She loves it and hates it. When she is rescued Hawkwoman takes her in. She refuses to use her powers and joins Young Justice. Will she hide her powers or hide them forever?
Hero Name- Angel
Secret Identity- Amelia Tor
Age- 13
Powers/abilities-
Martial Arts
Memory
Flight
Notes-
Shy about using powers
Prone to lashing out if pushed to hard
Protege Of Hawkwoman
Stats-
Strength-
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Speed-
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Intelligence-
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