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Jinx was walking down an alley after the H.I.V.E. Five's latest failed escapade. She was currently contemplating a certain redheaded speedster, which led to her current trail of thoughts. Flowers.

Jinx POV

I hate flowers. Nobody had ever given me flowers before HE showed up. Then again, there never was really a reason to. People don't exactly give you flowers when you are trying to rob them for everything they own.

But even before I was ever a villain I never got any flowers. Not flowers, not anything. I was the dirty orphan in the streets. The abnormal orphan that gave you bad luck accidentally when she was begging for a scrap of food, some money, or even someone to acknowledge that she was there. Not given disgusted looks or avoided by everyone.

Always has been and always will be. Except for him, he just pops up out of the blue and asks me questions. Talks to me, acknowledges who I am and my skills. How I am better than the rest of the .E. Five. That I may not have the best powers but I can use them for good.

Can I? Can I leave this life behind and start over? Maybe make some real friends, not teammates that would ditch me in a split second to get to safety and away from the Titans. I could be that person, the person who starts over and makes something of their life.

As she was coming out of her reverie, she feels a gust of wind and there in her path is a red rose.

Jinx POV

Of course was here, he just can't leave me alone. *Spots the rose*, maybe flowers aren't that bad.

And with a smile, she picks up the rose and walks into the lights of the street, never going back into that alley or that life she led.