Aves (Young Justice Fanfiction)

No More Running

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Time to go shopping. I peered through the shop windows. Don't mind me, just a teen doing a little window shopping. I love shopping, especially when I don't have to pay. The angel on my shoulder was telling me that what I was about to do was wrong. The devil on my other shoulder was estatic about the freedom that came with being a super villain. The freedom of taking what I wanted when I wanted was practically irresistible. 

I walked into the small, overpriced boutique on the corner of the street. I was in my GA uniform to convince the owner that I had the money to buy merchandise. When the lady at the cash register laid eyes on me she smiled and skipped over.

"Is there anything I can help you with today?" she asked in a honey sweet voice. 

"Yes actually, I was looking for an outfit for an upcoming charity event." I said truthfully.

My plan was to rob this place and snatch a fancy dress in the process. Then I would be able to also sneak into a charity ball and grab a few wallets from the wealthy people of Gotham. Killing two birds with one stone kinda deal, ya know?

"I think I have something that you will just love." the women said excitedly and gestures to a rack in the back of the store.

"Ah, here it is!" she exclaimed.

She proceeded to show me a white, form-fitted dress that stopped right above my knees. I couldn't deny that the dress was beautiful. It was covered in jewels that shone like stars.

"It's perfect! May I try it on?" I asked excitedly. 

"Of course, sweetheart. Try room one." she said sweetly and gestured to the changing rooms.

I walked into the first fitting room and locked the door. I carefully took the delicate dress off of its rack. I slipped into the shiny dress and looked into the mirror. It was perfect! It was shiny enough so that people would notice me and it wouldn't look like I was trying to hide. After I made sure it fit perfectly, I walked out of the fitting room with the dress in hand. 

"I'll take it!" I said satisfied.

"Wonderful! I'll ring it up for you." the cashier said delightfully. 

I bought the dress and waved goodbye happy with my purchase. I turned into the closest alley and climbed onto the roof of the boutique. I changed into my uniform making sure no one could see me in the process. I then swung into the front door with my whip knocking the door off of its hinges. I just needed to buy the dress to figure out if it fit. 

As I swung into the small shop an alarm was set off and the cashier screamed. I had roughly a minute to get in and out of their. I ripped open the cashier and shoved the money in one of my pockets as the lady sat trembling in the corner. I grabbed a few necklaces and shoved them into my pocket. I threw a few fur coats that looked valuable over my shoulder when I heard the police sirens in the distance. I grabbed a few jeweled dresses and bagged them. I busted through the back door and climbed to the roof. The clothes were bagged so that they were not ruined. I slung home before you could say "Jiminy Cricket".

"Honey, I'm home!" I said while I swung the backdoor of the Iceberg Lounge open.

It's true that Penguin locks me in a cage and punishes me when I don't do my job correctly, but it won't help me if I act angry all the time. Anger will only lead to more punishment and pain. Plus, if I am really honest with myself, I don't hate being a super villain. The police would classify me as a thrill seeker, and they wouldn't be wrong. The freedom I feel, the adrenaline running through my veins. Nothing in this world could ever replace the stuff I feel when I put on my mask, nothing at all.

"It's a true treat to see you in such high spirits." Penguin commented.

"I've never felt better uncle. I never knew I could feel this way. This.. this..." I said unable to describe it.

"Freedom? Happiness? Thrill? Adventure? I know exactly what you mean, but don't let it get to your head. Crime is a lifestyle, not a luxury." Penguin lectured. 

"Ya, I know." 

That's the sound of advice going in one ear and out the other. Nothing was going to bring me down now. I was daydreaming planning my heist at the charity classic. I would need a bulky yet confined purse, so that I could shove wallets in their, but not blow my cover. Maybe I would even break some hearts on the way. Who knows what I'll do. When I don't know what I'm doing things start to get dangerous. I love it.

"Get ready for bed. You still have school tomorrow." Penguin said as a truly concerned parent.

"Already on it!" I yelled from my hallway as I slammed the bathroom door shut.

I got ready for bed and all just like Penguin had asked. I stepped out of the bathroom in a set of purple pajamas and a towel wrapped around my shoulders so my hair could dry. I was wringing out my hair when my phone dinged. I strutted over to my backpack as my feet slapped on the floor. I unzipped a small pocket that revealed my notified phone. I unlocked it to see that Dick had texted me.

'My dad said I could come to the carnival!' the text read.

'I can't wait for tomorrow, we're going to have so much fun. I'll make sure of it.' I replied and threw my phone on my mattress. 

I'm going to have to talk to Penguin about getting me a better suite. I'll have to wait a bit to let the whole 'Robin escaping thing' blow over. I wasn't going to run, I wasn't going to hide. Why would I want to runaway from the true me?

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Jiminy Cricket you guys! 1K reads on Cygnus! Wow, just wow... 

Thanks faithful readers, and please comment when you read this. I just want to see who has made it this far already.

~KO

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