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Zola was very excited to start her new position. She had been shadowing Mr. Pennyworth for several days now. So far, the Wayne children hadn't seemed to take notice of her except to eye her critically and whisper to one another asking who she was. A house of incredibly intelligent, gifted young wards was certainly something to be wary of for the average maid. But, of course, Zola wasn't your average maid, now was she?

Alfred had called her specifically because he knew this was one time he could not afford to stay in Gotham, yet he also couldn't leave his employer, Bruce Wayne, without assistance. The man could hardly tie a tie by himself, and cooking, she had been informed, was completely off-limits to everyone except Jason. It took her almost the whole week to realize Jason didn't even live in the house.

By day, Zola observed and assisted with the cleaning, the dishes, the cooking, the laundry - she had a special talent for cleaning out those blood stains, even from the most stubborn of fabrics. By night, she studied Wayne Enterprises business ventures, read up on American history, and memorized the human anatomy. The only thing she couldn't really do was any auto work, which Mr. Pennyworth had assured her should be fine for the time he was gone.

Willow found a quiet part of the forest not too far from where she did her normal exercises but still far enough away to not be as noticed as she practiced her spells and flying.

Having no real idea in what they would be facing as the Day of Unity quickly approached she wanted to be prepared for anything.

A late evening... a young woman with long hair that flowed down her back like a luxurious waterfall of crimson red curls would step out of a taxi onto the city streets, her green eyes glimmering with both curiosity and alert distrust of her surroundings. She was dressed relatively casually in a long black raincoat and a fedora... less out of any practical reasons other than it seemed like it might be fun and to keep the rain off of her clothes that were hidden underneath.

“New Meridian with it’s shiny lights and glamor... with it’s equally seedy underbelly. I do wonder what answers I might find in a place such as this?” She mused to herself as a small dragon-like creature pulled her suitcase out of the trunk and set it down next to her. That would be when she would grip it’s handle and with a firm squeeze, pulled it forward so it could be pulled along next to her on wheels with the strange little beast of hers slipping back into it’s hiding place in her shoulder bag.

"NO!" Peter screamed. He jumped across the room, grabbing his friend's in mid-air. "Don't squish my baby!"