Kezia Black's Story

The last couple of days had been quite long for the Black twins. Though to Roman, it didn't feel as long as it did when his mother and grandfather spoke with the Al Ghuls. How they managed to convince them that them coming to Descents Academy was still lost on him. Yet somehow whatever they promised worked. Now here they were on their way to a place that probably wouldn't care for them. At least, if their name followed them then they wouldn't.

Of course Ra's had made sure they received the best transportation. It had to be befitting of his most successful creations. They'd first taken a private jet. Though now they were traveling via limousine with members of The League following behind with their personal items. Their father followed in one of the cars. Rose had been insistent on him not joining them. Not at all surprising consider their disdain for each other after he'd been the one to torture her children. Her children. Whom she was choosing now to keep safe after all these years. Better late than never.

Roman sat beside his mother in silence. They'd already run through enough topics not warrant anymore conversation. So now he simply sat their poised looking across at his twin sister, Kezia, who laid sprawled over the seat with crayons in hand. She'd spent most of the trip being a bit of a nuisance. Talking off everyone's ear about anything and everything that seemed to get her excited. It lasted until she began begging for a coloring book that had a unicorn plastered across its cover. Slade Wilson, who could never deny his favorite grandchild, quickly caved and bought it for her with a box of crayons. Just like that, the world's most notorious killer was rendered helpless by the will of a little girl.

One good thing did come of that purchase: Kezia was mostly silent during the rest of the trip. All of her attention was panned towards creating the perfect color schemes while burning through the cassettes in her Walkman. Another gift from Slade. Most of her possessions were either gifts from Slade, Ra's, Talia, or their father. She seemed to have a certain knack for getting grown men and women to cater to her childish desires.

Roman couldn't contain the smile that crept onto him as he watched his sister in silence. She was muttering along to her song. Every so often she'd take a break from her masterpiece to play air drums or guitar. In those moments, Roman would let out a soft chuckle. He couldn't help himself from enjoying moments like this. Kezia may be a borderline psychopathic killer... But you would never guess it upon first glance. She simply didn't understand things the way that he did and who could really blame her? They went through a lot. They just happened to deal with it in very different ways. Roman just happened to choose to grow up and be in touch with his emotions while Kezia chose another path. An easier path. He may not agree with this or her thirst for blood, but he loves her dearly. Especially in simple moments like this. No contracts, diplomatic events, or 'training'. Just simple semi-normal family moments to be shared between brother and sister.

Kezia suddenly perked up to a seated position. She clapped her hands and giggled with excitement before ripping the page out of her book. She practically hurled herself over to Roman to show him what she did. She couldn't stop bouncing in the seat while Roman looked over what she accomplished. He was shocked. Kezia someone managed to color within the lines in a moving limo and all of her combinations even followed color theory. When did she even learn to do that?

"Misha, tell me what you think. Is it pretty?" She asked him in Russian.

"It's beautiful, Sashenka."

"Can we hang it up in our new room?" Kezia's head tilted to the side like a puppy discovering a new sound. The same gesture Kezia used to get whatever she wanted.

"Of course! All works of art deserved to be hung up for all to see. Though that means we may also have to hang you up." He nudged her with his shoulder and she responded with another one of her childish laughter's as she clapped her hands together.

Rose Wilson was not as amused. "In English you two. We're here."

The atmosphere quickly changed as Roman quieted back down. They pulled up to the front of the building and piled out. Kezia immediately took off the second the door opened. She ran straight towards the various flowers decorating the outside. She picked several different flowers that totaled up to the exact number of students she was told attended. It was gonna be her little greeting present for everyone. She was very excited for the chance to get to pass them out and meet everyone. She was certain she would make tons of wonderful friends here and maybe even find new sparring partners.

Roman was the one to call back her attention as they followed their family inside. A staff member to the academy greeted them and lead them into the office of Bruce Wayne. Rose, Slade, and Roman took a seat. Kezia decided now was the time to dance around the room and explore everything she could get her hands on. Bruce, thankfully, ignored this as he addressed them. The conversation went on for awhile though the details aren't exactly important save for Rose nearly making her way over Bruce's death once he informed her of the events that took part at last night's gala.

Kezia didn't really pay attention until the name of Cassius Thompson was brought up as one of the students captured. She was surprised he managed to get taken with his powers. Nevertheless, she was sure to be seeing him soon even if that meant having to rescue the damsel in distress. After all, they did share a history and were rather good friends now despite Roman not exactly being his biggest fan. She wasn't going to stand for him not accompanying her here.

The twins were soon let out into the hallway. Bruce informed them that he first needed to meet with another student who was going to show them around. Kezia didn't listen to anything he had to say though as she took off yet again. She came barreling down the hallway just as a giant mass of muscle turned the corner. She leaped into the air and wrapped her arms and legs around his body in a tight embrace. "Uncle B! I've missed you!" It was Nathaniel Santos. A family friend and former student of The League.

Kezia could hardly contain her own excitement over meeting the other students. She kept skipping down ahead of Nathaniel and Roman only to return gushing over how amazing it was going to be. "I'm gonna have all new sparring partners and maybe this time they won't break so easily!" She skipped away again adding in a twirl for a little flare. She returned yet again to inquire the boys over what it might be like. "Do you think they'll like the flowers? I wonder if they'll like my knife collection. Maybe we can even compare. I bet they'll love the flowers because I picked them out all by myself to make them feel better." She couldn't help but giggle as she skipped away again.

Despite whatever was troubling Roman, this was an amazing opportunity for her. She couldn't wait for the chance to make all new friends and have a great time at this school. It certainly would beat having to spar humans all day or listen to Roman complain about her methods. Maybe she'll even find someone who likes her methods like her friend Lilith. Lilith always encouraged her antics. Even Nathaniel accepted what made her different form everyone else.

The truth was, Kezia found it hard to keep friends. Making them was the simple part. She was an easily likable person. It was once people noticed her inability to cater to emotional needs that she lost them. It also didn't help that many people were not a fan of her enjoyment of assassination missions. She just couldn't help who she was and didn't even know how to change. Though it did help to have people like Cas, Lilith, and Nathaniel around. After all, they still stick around.

Once they arrived at the infirmary, Kezia was quick to make her rounds to every student in a bed. She handed them each a flower with a childish grin plaster across her face as she repeated the same line, "Hi, I'm Kizzy! This is for you!"

It took all restraint for Roman not to yell at his sister to settle down as they made their way through the halls. He understood her behavior but that didn't mean he condoned it. After all, he was looking to make a good impression on the group with all things considered. So it was only natural for him to worry the entire trip there over how he'd be able to do such a task.

Unlike Kezia, Roman didn't falter so heavily in the friend department. It came natural for him to draw people in and keep them there. Though he was quite picky with whom he chose to keep around. He simply didn't desire to force anyone to put up with the lifestyle he had no choosing in. This was why he chose to keep his friend group rather select. There was less damage control this way. And even less chances of him getting hurt emotionally by what Ra's may do to those he cares about if he ever falls out of line again.

It seemed as if ages had passed before they arrived in the infirmary. Of course Kezia wasted no time in thrusting herself as the center of attention. She went around introducing herself to each student while Roman screamed internally. He kept himself composed while he pitched in his own proper introduction, "Hello, my name is Roman Black and this is my sister, Kezia..."

"But you can call me Kizzy!"

"I understand this may seem a bit odd considering recent events but we are the two newest students to your academy. We wanted to extend our apologizes over what had unfolded last night and would like to offer our hand in anything you may need. We hope you can welcome us in so we can assist you in returning your fellow teammates."

Yes, it was a bit formal but it was all he could come up with. After all, it was the truth. Roman wanted to help. Though he specifically wanted to make sure Lilith was back safe form wherever she'd been taken.