The Universe's Mixer

For once, it was a quiet night in the City. Dinah leaned into the wind as her bike sped down the streets, passing a few familiar names from Seattle, Gotham, and Star City. Each familiar street was punctuated with a jolt of homesickness. She was building a life here, but that didn’t mean that a part of her didn’t long for each of the places she’d called home.

However, she strongly hoped that the City didn’t decide her usefulness was up and send her back. Her will remained latched onto the City. She wanted to give him that stability that he so desperately needed. That all kids his age should have.

The quiet didn’t last as long as it should. Not long enough to ensure that Dinah could turn her bike around head back to the Clock tower. A scream tore through the air. Dinah had to slow the bike down to make sure she wasn’t hearing things. Definite screaming. She revved the bike’s engine and sped down a side street, eyes roaming the path ahead for any sign of the screaming woman.
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( Dinah was lucky in that she had a vehicle. )