The Queen of Shadows

Fawna sighed and shook her head “That’s alot of them against you, Amelia. You don’t have to big yourself up to me” she pointed out, pursing her lips slightly for a moment at the thought. “Maybe you have just earned it, don’t let it go to your head” she chuckled.

“Sometimes it takes time for people’s opinion about somebody to change. They will come around, eventually.” Crystal said as she walked closer. “I for one am one of those people who doesn’t take a long time, I won’t be doing that to you, I promise you that.” 

“I doubt it” Amelia chuckled, too many years on the wrong side and a long list of crimes were firmly in the way of some opinions being changed. “I appreciate it. I’m...trying. It’s just hard. One slip up and it’s all done”

“I guess I’m getting there with it, I mean…I have a good idea of just who doesn’t deserve it. Like some of the bitches at my highscholl, they’re just the worst” She waved off. “You think so? I mean, it’d make sense…”

“You’ll get better at it the older you get. Experience is key” She nodded, “Yeah, some are more thrilled about the death and destruction than others. Some are there just to cause a bit of trouble”

“All you have to worry about now is seeing your old team mates” she chuckled and then leaned over, pressing the buzzer for assistant “Marie, two coffees please” she said simply before letting go of the buzzer “Well, at one point you might as well have had your hand stamped on the way out from prison. Just think about how far you’ve come already and you know I don’t give our compliments easily.

“As long as it’s dark I’m not worried.” Amelia shrugged, they didn’t frighten her. She doubted it would be long before she ran into someone. “Yeah, basically” She chuckled, she didn’t miss those days. “We aren’t trying to kill each other and you are complementing me? Am i dreaming?”

“I try to be. I guess one of us has to be and if people are angling for me becoming the Captain, then I gotta see past prejudices, just like mom” she then shrugged “I guess some people aren’t like you, some villains wouldn’t even care I’m a kid”

“You’ve got a few years before that happens. Plenty of time to learn who deserves your kindness and who doesn’t” Amelia mumbled, she hoped she learnt before the world forced her to. “I guess there must be different levels of villain”

Cameron arched an eyebrow. He still wasn’t a fond of the idea of having a criminal on their team. What his wife was thinking was beyond him? He shook his head as she spoke. “Compared to your long criminal back around, you’re stay here is a second.” He huffed out. 

“I said i was sorry big guy, what more do you want? Amelia shrugged, she suppose she could spend the rest of her life in prison, she could beg for forgiveness but she wasn’t going to either of those of those things. They helped no one and it wasn’t going to change what she had done.”Would you rather i be a vigilante instead?”

“So what would you suggest we do? You want to prove yourself, here’s your shot.” Adria scoffed, “Draw the attention elsewhere, frustrate them?”

Amelia hadn’t expected to fall in love with Fawna Livingston and certainly didn’t expect her feelings to be shared. She had been to prison, she couldn’t read, never stayed outta trouble long. It just didn’t seem like something Fawna would have been in to. She tried to clean herself up somewhat during her time with Fawna. She avoided trouble the best she could (which was horribly)

Amelia wanted nothing more than her parents affection. She wanted them to be proud of her but all they wanted to do was change her. This upset Amelia greatly.

Amelia was always jealous of her brothers, they always had the one thing Amelia couldn’t steal. They had her parents affection and love. They had no powers, they didn’t need the dark to survive. She has always been jealous of this and always will be.

Her youngest brother is her favourite. He was rather sweet and sympathic to Amelia. He’d bring her things she needed while she was grounded and offered to raise her child. Amelia turned down his offer deciding that adoption was the best thing for her baby. She didn’t want her parents getting their hands on her daughter. 

“If it helps…I believe that you have changed” Felicia said from the doorway, the witch giving a soft smile to the other “I can see your aura…It’s become much more clean and bright. Take it from someone who too was destined for darkness, but quite literally changed when her motives did” she mused, gesturing to her white hair.

Amelia bit back a smile, it did help. She was trying, she was trying so hard to be better. Slowly she was starting to believe the life of a villain wasn’t something she was destined to have like she once thought, like her parents once thought. “My hair isn’t going to do that is it? I’m rather fond of this colour” She joked.

Sierra squared herself up to the ‘hero’ a low huff of hot ashy air coming from her “Well, if it isn’t the turn coat” she spat, envying just how the other had had the confidence to switch sides and there she was in love with a hero and not doing anything about it. “Why must you think it’s about you? This is business and your ridiculous little team needed to make a decision, so Allendra sends her regards” she snapped, before breathing some fire at her to spook her “It’s daylight, Midnight…You couldn’t even try to stop me.”

“It’s nice to see you too” Amelia replied with a shrug, she had expect there to be backlash. She certainly wasn’t expecting there to be hugs, tea and a friendly catch up. The name calling was nothing compared to the things she had done to traitors in the past. “When is most things not about me? Why don’t you tell them that yourself?” She said, stepping back from the fire. “It might be daylight but i still have some fight in me”

“Do more than suppose, Amelia. Take charge” The red head pointed out, tapping ash from her cigarette as she took a moment to pause. “The trust might never be fully there, Amelia. But what matters is that you just continue to prove everyone wrong and do things for yourself” she said simply “Since when have you ever lived for the validation of others?”

Amelia nodded her head, take charge, easier said than done she thought. “oh you know, since I’ve gotten use to this whole freedom thing. I can walk down the street and not worry about being surrounded by at least three swat teams and being sent to prison for the rest of my life. I’d like to keep it that way” 

“In my opinion, that just sounds really lonely. I couldn’t imagine not having friends with those I have to spend all of my time around” she admitted, before she gave a gentle sigh to the older woman “You know, you could have killed me by now, but you haven’t….I think you’re better than you see yourself as, Amelia”

“You really are the best of them aren’t you?” Amelia chuckled, she found her view of the world rather adorable. “Why would I do that? Plus, you are a kid, that’s off limits in my books, for all kinds of crimes.”

Amelia Elizabeth Barton AKA Midnight

“Surely it’s been long enough now that people aren’t still surprised that I’m here? Every single day I get at least three people either questioning my every move or just don’t believe it’s me. How hard is it to believe people change?”