Justice League Porn Story: Pink Roses Chapter 1

A.N: Just because there were no fics of her in the Justice League.

Disclaimer : the only one that will be in my story. I don’t own anything!!!

Chapter One : A New Life

I stared in the mirror, meeting my own pink eyes. Its weird, meeting my own eyes after so long. I’ve had the contacts in so long that I’d almost forgotten what my eyes look like. Pink, with that little cat pupil; it was the reason for the contacts. My eyes gave me away as something not quite human, something I was trying desperately to hide.

Why hide it? Be proud of who you are, people always say. Well, I’m wanted, and not by the guy who’s living across from me, either. Nope, I’m wanted by the police, even though I gave up crime forever ago. I gave it up, even helped put some of my former allies in jail. Most woulda thought that fighting for the side of good would make up for the evil I did. Hell, I thought so too, but apparently, it doesn’t work like that. It doesn’t help that I’ve been running from the law for a long, long time. Seven years to the day, to be exact.

It was the reason I was somewhat freaking out. Seven years is traditionally a magical number; haven’t you ever noticed that Disney always uses seven of everything? Besides that, its Friday the Thirteenth, in January. The first Friday the Thirteenth of the new year, and its the anniversary of the day that I left the man I love and started running. The day I vanished into thin air, and Jaden Brier was born.

Jaden had been in the making for a long while. Her, or rather my, identity was perfect. I hailed from Jump City and got average grades all through high school. At eighteen, she’d graduated and left for New York, enrolling in university that was near the city. She I had graduated a semester early from collage after taking all summer courses and devoting all my time for it. After I had graduated, I had picked up and moved, not wanting to stay there any longer than necessary.

I now lived in Jump City once more, taking a chance I knew I shouldn’t. Someone could recognize me, though I highly doubted it. I’d bleached my hair, tanned up a bit, and as soon as I plopped the contacts in, I’d have dark brown eyes once more. I’m curvier as well; not having to fight good guys or crime had let me fill out a bit, though I was still ‘freakishly fit’, as my roommate had once said. Also, people are used to me wearing black or equally dark colors. They won’t be looking for pastels.

I’d planned this all out, and so far, it was working. Of course, I’d only been here for a week, and hadn’t been out of the house. I asked Maria Rose, my roommate from both collage and now, to pick up the things I needed. She didn’t offer an argument, which was one of the reasons I had let her come with me. The girl, a year younger than me, was quite, a bit bookish and freakishly smart, but didn’t ask questions or even offer advice. She was part of the background, most of the time, though she could get fierce when it was needed.

Hey, Jaden, I got your stuff. Maria was like that, always eerily there the moment you thought about her. It would have been cool to be able to do in my former profession.

I smiled and popped in my contacts, not caring she saw the pink eyes. I’d known her for four years, and almost told her who I was. I wanted her to know; it had been her that refused to listen. She told me that she didn’t care who I’d been, but I was Jaden now and she loved me for that. I’ll be right out! I called as she started walking down the hall again.

I entered my room, the master bedroom that connected to the bathroom. A second later, I dropped the robe to the ground and slid on my clothes. White jeans, if you can believe it. Hard to keep clean, but really cute, and something no one would expect me to wear. The pink shirt, a light pink, was odd as well, and it wasn’t my best shade, but it worked. A ring on my right index and one on my left ring finger, and I was done. I didn’t bother with makeup, or even jewelry; it only got in the way.

The kitchen is a huge blending of a dinning room, living room and an actual kitchen. Its dark red, though still brighter than I’d have liked (Maria had chosen it). The table was a round wooden thing, able to seat up to seven people what was with the number though it usually only seated us two. A t.v, a small travel one, was sitting in the middle, where we could both see it. It flickered on the moment I pushed the button, and the news blared, or would have if it hadn’t been on Volume Zero. Instead it was just subtitles.

Your stuff is in the chair. Maria said, and I would have startled if I hadn’t been used to it. For a human, Maria would sure sneak around and surprise you.

I pulled out my own mismatched chair, a black office chair made of leather with purple sewn in for decoration. All the chairs were mismatched because, while the table and some other things had come with the house, the chairs hadn’t. We’d gone out and bought seven from garage sales; you could tell Maria’s, and you could tell the one I picked out. Mine were all black and purple, and Maria liked silvers and blacks.

I swung out the chair and yanked the bag to me as I plopped in it. The chair creaked and I had to slam my bare feet to the wooden ground to keep the wheels from moving, but it was cool. After averting that disaster, I opened the bag and looked in, smiling. Three new sketch pads, a pack of one hundred really nice looking colored pencils and my favorite brand of paint. All were rather expensive.

A plate was slid in front of me, and I quickly put everything back, not wanting to get food on it. I leaned over to her chair and pecked a kiss to her cheek. Thanks, babe. I’ll pay you back as soon as I can.

Maria nodded, smiling. Another good thing about Maria; some people would have said no big deal. Maria understood that when I offered, it wasn’t for her, but for me. She knew I needed to feel as if I weren’t using my friends. It was pretty damn cool. Welcome. Now eat.

I smirked and did so, forking a bit of scrambled egg and letting it drop in my mouth. A swallow later and I winced. There’s no cinnamon. I was weird in the fact I ate cinnamon on about everything.

Standing, I proceeded to rummage through the half-empty pantry until I found the little canister. It was in the shape of a panda, another garage sale item, with both sugar and cinnamon inside. Covering the fluffy yellow, I couldn’t help but giggle a bit at the eye roll Maria made. She thought it was nasty, but didn’t say a thing.

I downed the sweet tea next, then stood and walked to the sink. I turned the hot water on, setting the plastic square plate and cartoon cup in the sink. I’d let the water get hot first, then wash. By that time, Maria would be done and I would have a few minutes to find my shoes.

Try by the front door. Maria said as I pivoted, mouth open to ask.

I changed what I was about to say. Thanks. And god, I hate it when you go physic on me.

She shrugged, Not my fault I’m good at reading you.

I rolled my eyes as I jogged to get my black flipflops. She wasn’t really psychic, though I would bet everything she had a little bit of empath in her. Well, maybe not everything…Slipping on the worn sandals, I sighed and redid my ponytail, looking out the front window for a second.

Then I turned and went back to finish the dishes. Maria had hers’ already scraped free of food and was sitting in her chair once more, watching the news. You going out with me today?

It was code for, ‘are you finding a job today?’. Considering that I was in jeans and not my usual of sweatpants, she was right to assume I wasn’t planning to stay in the house today. I let a drop of heavy-duty soap fall into the water. Yeah, I think I will. There was silence for a second, What’s new in the world?

The stocks are recovering from their crash. The twenty-one year old started listing. Some super villain escaped from jail again, a fire was put out by firefighters down the street, and the Titans are gone for the next month. She finished, taking a sip of her chocolate coffee.

Huh. I hummed. Then, Wait. The Titans are gone? Who’s looking after Jump City? Because the city needs to be looked after.

I think the Justice League is, or maybe Titans East. Maria said, turning fathomless ice blue eyes on me. The color was like ice, hard and cold. Her eyes were wide and innocent looking, and pair together, they gave her an old, wise look.

I ignored her to finish the dishes. I stuck them in the drying rack, still deep in thought. Then, without thinking, I caught the purse from the air. Blinking, I turned to shoot a glare at Maria. She was smirking and leaning against the door jam, brunette hair a fashionable mess behind big sunglasses. Always fashionable for her.

You coming? I don’t have all day, ya know. She joked a bit, her own purse slung over her shoulder. Dark jeans and a brown tank top completed her, and her flip flops echoed as she turned without waiting for a reply and made her way to her car.

Where’s the first stop for you? I asked as I caught up.

Library. She said after a second. Want to meet somewhere at about sunset?

I thought. Sure. There’s a caf across from the City Bank. In the middle of the city?

She nodded as she pulled out of the driveway, her wreck of a car actually making it. Sure. You gonna be able to walk there?

I reached over and pushed the power button on the radio, turning it to my station, or what I’d claimed as my station. You think I can’t? I joked.

I know you can. She shot back, smiling a bit. Doesn’t mean I don’t worry.

Hey, I’ll be fine. I said, raising one eyebrow. Besides, its daytime. Who’s gonna attack me in daytime?

Lots of people. Maria shot back.

Fine, fine. I’ll be careful. I looked up as we passed the second intersection. Hey, wanna let me out right here? There are some places I can ask around at.

She hesitated, then her brunette head nodded. A second later, the locks clicked and I was out. I’ll be alright. You stay safe. In Jump, it couldn’t hurt to wish people well.

Maria smiled a bit at me. We always are. Then she rolled up the window and was gone, waving a bit before flipping her sunglasses down.

Shaking my head, I turned and looked at the strip of small shops and coffee shops I could potentially work at.

Time to get to work.

So? Maria asked, one eyebrow raised as I pulled the chair out from the table and fell in it.

Nothing. Nadda. Zip. I said, taking a sip of the sweet tea in front of me. Apparently Maria had ordered for me. I’ve been about there for five hours, and nothing! I’m jinxed! The last part was a small internal joke.

Come on, it can’t be that bad. Maria said, tearing a piece of bread from the loaf and munching a bit.

Some of them wouldn’t even hear what I had to say, I grumbled, then changed the subject. How about you? Anything good at the library?

She nodded, smiling. Yeah. I got three books, though I woulda gotten more if I’d have the card longer.

I rolled my eyes. Well, you can go back any time.

She nodded at that, and we lapped into silence. Then, I ordered for us both. Is that okay?

Sure. What’d I get? I asked, knowing it would be something good. Maria knew me like no one else.

Crepes with strawberries. At my expression, she added, Yeah, I was surprised they had it too.

Damn, I love those things. I said, sighing in contentment.

I know, was my only reply, then we were silent again.

How are we paying for this again? Once again, she was the first one to break the silence.

Maria paused in her drink, Well, I have my trust fund. I plan on using a bit of that, just until we both get jobs. She had a million or so dollars in that trust fund, not that she used it. She had once called it blood money, but refused to elaborate.

Oh, I muttered, forking a bit of crepe into my mouth so I wouldn’t have to say anything else. Damn, I’m good at getting people into awkward conversations. Even if they had been my friends for a while.

Maria snorted, poking at her salad. I’ll have to stop by the bank after this. I need to check on some things. ‘Things’, no detail. Another thing I liked about her; we were best friends, not lovers and not family. We kept separate lives.

Cool. I’ll go with you, I said, not adding that I would watch her back. Jump City was a dangerous town, despite the fact it looked lovely during the day. A single trip to the bank could end in death for someone human.

Maria nodded and motioned over for the check. I finished my meal just as she stood and laid the tip on the table. C’mon. We need to get there before it closes.

The bank was never closed, I felt the urge to point out. I squashed it, reminding myself I was pretending to be a normal human. I shouldn’t be having thoughts about stealing or crime fighting. Still, thoughts and urges like that would sometimes pop into my head.

Standing, I followed her towards the bank, noting that the sun was almost down. Almost seven, then. I would miss my favorite show if we didn’t hurry. Sighing, I caught the door and pushed it open, catching back up with Maria. Damn, but she walked fast.

The bank hadn’t changed since I had last robbed it. The floor was still marble, the tellers still young, pretty girls with blonde hair. The desks and stations were still rich cherry wood and the bank vault was still in plain view. Three security guards, one an old man, still slumped in different corners, all half asleep. It caused me to crack a sad smile, wishing time was simpler and that I was still just a fifteen year old girl with her friends.

I leaned back against the entrance wall, waiting as Maria made her way to the nearest teller. She leaned over to talk, and I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, resting for a second. Then I went still. A faint sound echoed in the building, not that anyone but me heard it. I’m a little more than human; my flexibility, sight, hearing and healing are all a bit higher than a normal humans, not to mention the magic.

The noise was slight even to me, and I had to focus to pinpoint the location, not to mention figure out what the sound was. Finally, I narrowed my eyes at the wall directly behind the teller booths. It was coming from there. Pushing up from the wall, I casually or I tried for casually made my way over to lean against the booth next to Maria.

Closing my eyes, I focused on the sound, then sucked in a breathe, standing straight. I looked straight at the teller, and stated, Ma’am, you might wanna run. The wall behind you is gonna explode in about thirty seconds.

Both she and Maria were looking at me like I was crazy, but considering where we were, no one bothered to question me. The teller threw the small half-door open and rushed towards the security guard, or the nearest one, who was getting up and making his way over to us. Maybe she was about to tell him to arrest us, for robbing a bank. Who knows?

I heard the ticking get louder, and on instinct, I pushed Maria away and to the ground, falling over her. A second later, a small boom echoed inside the walls, or rather, three-point-five walls. The bomb wasn’t big, I found as I turned over, wincing at the slight burns on my back. It had been merely for breaking down the wall and maybe knocking anyone near it unconscious.

Easing up to my feet, I bent my legs and assumed a fighter’s crouch, low to the ground and ready to pounce. Maria, get everyone out of here, and go back home. I instructed, already zoning out.

I don’t want to leave you. Maria breathed out, grabbing her sunglasses from the floor.

I rolled my eyes at her, I’m not a normal human. I can take care of myself. Those people can’t. Help them! I didn’t bother asking this time. My stunt as the leader of the Hive Five gave me a commanding voice and really good glare when needed.

Maria nodded slowly, then scrambled up and ran over to the security guard and the single teller. I saw her talking, but turned and focused on the wall. I knew who it was; it was the normal M.O that my team had used. Break the wall but don’t kill, wait till everyone evacuates, then take it all. A good plan, though I’m surprised they haven’t changed it by now.

I’m surprised they used a bomb, though. Usually, I would hex the wall, or Mammoth would just break it down. After I left, they used Mammoth for it. Obviously he left the team, or something happened to him. That, or Gizmo got his way. The thirteen year old had always relied more on technology than anything else.

I waited, charging my powers as the dust cleared. I was rather pleasantly surprised when it did so. Instead of fighting five guys, I was facing one. He hadn’t grown much, but the now twenty year old looked a bit different. He still had that weird backpack made of metal, but he wore sunglasses and army cargo pants instead. Different, but better than before.

I could hear him muttering from where I was. Something about ‘crud-munching’ and ‘didn’t work right’. Smiling fondly, I cleared my throat and spoke, Well, isn’t this funny. A midget with a funny vocabulary.

There was silence from him for a second, then, Who the fuck are you?! I’m NOT A MIDGET! The last yell seemed to be an afterthought.

Me? I’m just the new temp, ya know, watching the city while the Titans are gone. She said conversationally. And must you curse in front of a lady?

He was silent, thinking of a comeback, most likely. Smart but not clever, her Gizmo. No worries. I won’t be as harsh as them. I’m just gonna ask you to come quietly, not make a scene. She barely paused. Or, of course, we can do this just like the Titans and I can hand you your butt.

More silence, and right as I opened my mouth to break it, he exploded. You BITCH! I’d gonna kill you!

I knew he would never actually kill someone, but I’d also thought that he wouldn’t call me a bitch. Oh well. It didn’t matter. I’d learned long ago to let go of person feelings and do what was best for those I loved. Lets try, then. I muttered, cracking my neck and flexing my wrists.

Next thing I know, I’m dodging small explosives and a few ray beams. Since when did Gizmo fight like that? I didn’t have time to ponder it, though, considering the fact I was flipping and twirling through the air. I’m still in gymnastics, but I haven’t done anything hardcore for a while, and I wasn’t gonna last long. It was time to pull out the big guns.

Twisting in midair, I gathered my powers, letting the familiar weight settle in my fingers. The moment I landed, I let the blow go. A moment later, all of the spider legs under Gizmo went out. The second blast of energy had the remainder of the wall covering, though not killing, him.

Well, that went nicely. I said, smirking and turning. There was a flash a second later, and I had to avert the already rolling energy away as Maria came into view. The blow went up, towards the ceiling, and I had a sinking feeling this wouldn’t end well.

Then I felt nothing.

Maria screamed, hands at her mouth. She saw a flash of platinum blonde, but that was it. The stone from the ceiling covering Jaden, and there was almost no movement. She was there in moments, hands digging at the dust and rock, her nails scraping. She felt a hand on her shoulder, and shrieked again, turning and landing on her back against the stone.

The Flash stood over her, red and yellow and familiar if only from new stories. We need to get you out of here. He said it gently, as if afraid she would break.

No! Not without my friend! She yelled, turning to dig again.

She didn’t fight as a hand gently turned her around, though. Look, I’m gonna get her out. Then we can get her medical help, okay?

Maria nodded shakily, then bit her lip. She can’t go to a regular hospital. She’s not fully human, or I don’t think she is.

The Flash nodded absentmindedly, then he was a blur, and stones were moving at a fast pace. What, Another one was gone, Is, Two more rocks, She?

Magic. She’ll need magic help. Maria took a guess. She’ll need magical help.

The Flash nodded and pushed at the last stone, causing it to move. He picked up the limp girl, wincing as electric charge traveled his body. Hey, why don’t you go get checked out by the medics? I’ll get her help and have her home soon.

Sure, Maria said, nodding slightly. She felt she could trust him, and the reason she still lived was because of her instincts. There’s also a little guy over in the other pile of rocks. A Gizmo?

The Flash nodded, and then there was a beam of light. She bolted, just as the police stormed the ruined bank.