《The Joker's Daughter》The Team
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Robin's Pov
I got dress in my original clothes. I didn't have my glasses on because i want Arika to see my eyes. I walk up to the prison door and stop in front of them. I check my clothes to make sure i didn't have any stains. Then i heard sobs behind the door. I place my ear near the door. Why is Arika crying? I open the door and saw her rocking back and forth crying. "Arika, are you ok?" I ran up to the bed.
Her head was down in her legs. Her long black hair is also covering her face. I sat down next to her. I was about to hug her but then- "NO! Please....don't touch me please." She said.
"Arika, Why?" She just nods her head sideways.
I ignore her and hug her anyways. I know this was the work of the Jokers. Anger filled my eyes. "It's ok...he won't hurt you again. You can tell me anything. I won't judge you. No one will." I said in a calm whisper.
Arika's Pov
I rock back and forth crying. Robin sat besides me. Why now? Why did he have to see me like this? I felt his hands coming to me. "NO! Please....Don't touch me please." I said. I surprise myself. I didn't want to scream at him. I'm just scared.
Then i felt warmth. H-he's hugging me. Even though i told him not to touch me. "It's ok...he won't hurt you again. You can tell me anything. I won't judge. No one will." He said in a soft whisper. My sob turn into a cry. Robin started to rub my back. I was getting sleepy but i have to stay awake. I can't let him see me. What if i'm bleeding tears. If only he knew....but then i would lose him. He's all i have left. My eyes started to close. I try to open them but i quickly lost the battle and slept in a deep sleep.
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3 Hours Later
woke up but not in the same room i was in. I look around and saw two black dressers on the right and a closet in the left. The light was dim and the room is a greyish blackish color. There was no widows but there was a small frame of a moving forest. The bed is huge and soft. The blankets are thick and the blue shade made it beautiful. I sat up and stay there. The door was in the end of the room. I look down and saw that i wasn't wearing my mother's costume. I wore a black v-neck shirt and purple shorts. The door open and in came Batman and Robin. "Where am i." I said quickly.
"Relaxed your in the Young Justice headquarters." Said Robin.
"The what?" I said.
"I'll let Robin explain later. Right now i have a question?" Said Batman. I nodded.
"Hi" Said Canary. I nodded and smile.
I look back at Batman. "So what's the question.?"
"Will you join the Young Justice or will you rot in prison?" He said in serious tone.
I look at my lap. I know and he knew that i didn't have a choice but to choose to join. "I'll join." They all smile and i force a smile as well.
"Lets go introduce you to the team." Said Robin.
Then five people came into the room. A green skin women with orange hair, a Tall black hair man next to her. A blonde woman was on the side of my bed and next to her is an orange hair kid. The one that trip me, and a short blondish with gills around his neck. I look at them and smile one of my brightest smiles. I saw the orange hair and the one with gill blush a little. "Hello, my name is Arika. It's a pleasure to meet all of you."
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