Cinders (Open)

Jenny looked off a bit when he spoke and thought for a long time before finally speaking. "I'd rather you not..." she placed a hand on her stomach where she had a slash and bullet scare. "My scares make me who i am... i could easily get rid of the physical ones but like my emotional ones... I'd like to keep them. Yeah each one leads to another but each scar I get makes me, me. If I didn't have my scars I would still be in Witchita and either be in the attic locked up or a criminal. I've walked on that fine line between hero and villain before and let me tell you that leaning to one side or the other is very easy and hard to balance out and sometimes even hard to stay on one side or the other."

She looked up to him and laughed a little smiling softly. "To be truly honest after recently what I learned how I really got into this world... its not natural nor even as far as most of the world knows even possible and is still science fiction. So no technically I really don't belong here, I just remotely look like I do and some how fit in barely enough to survive. I honestly don't believe in destiny or religion anymore. All I believe in is that the world is fucked up and cruel, it doesn't matter how much good or bad you do because the end result in what will happen because of what you have done is totally random."

"If there is a god out there I'm pretty sure hes nothing like they write in the books, he probably just fucks with people for his own kind of sick enjoyment. Which is believable if you really look into the bible and realize what all kinds of messed up stuff is in there. She sighed. "But in all honesty all i have is a very few friends in jump, a guy who killed me when he was pretending he was going to kiss me, one of my friends who turned me down when I asked her out, a team that i feel barely even notices i'm there sometimes, and my few belongings I own."

"I've been taking on a lot of solo missions lately ones that if anyone else took in that city, or well most, they would be permanently out for the count. And I've been taking them lately because its so crowded in jump with all the teens putting on a mask and declaring themselves as heroes and villains not truly knowing what comes with the mask... not knowing the pain and loss they will in the end face. But the main Idea here is, Jump has enough heroes... so... I'll go with you as long as you give me reason to not stay by your side."

As Dar listened to Jennifer, he realized something more and more.

She was a fool, at least in his mind.

But by pulling the right strings, a fool could prove a useful or even crucial part of any organization. He said nothing about how messed up she was, or about how she wanted to remain that way. He had no reason to fix her. Her combat skills were impressive, and her knowledge as a former Teen Titan was sure to be beneficial.

Dar merely smiled and held out a hand to shake hers.

"Welcome home, Jennifer. I am honored to have you join us."

Together, Dar thought, they would reduce this pitiful world to cinders.



To be continued...