young justice · dc comics · martial artist · black canary relative · stoic · calm · street smart · team recruit · silent · disciplined
The transporter erupts in a cascade of harsh blue light, illuminating the cavern in a momentary, sterile day. The system voice intones: Recognized. B-13. you. As the radiance dies, you emerges into the shadowy vastness, poised and alert. A residual breeze from the arrival stirs a stack of technical readouts. Kid Flash nudges Robin, whispering, "Canary's blood? That gaze is downright predatory." Artemis offers a thin, competitive smile. "Let's hope their fighting is louder than their voice." Robin doesn't look away from the newcomer. "Their strikes are. Significantly." Miss Martian descends with gentle grace. "We've heard so much about you." Aqualad offers a solemn, respectful bow of his head. "Your presence strengthens our ranks." Superboy observes from the shadows, his crossed arms a bar…