-Ava's p.o.v-

After leaving my life behind - both figuratively and literally - I stole some clothes and changed out of my torn White Tiger suit. Luckily the black jeans, tank top, and hoodie fit perfectly. As I walked down the street, my mind wandered.

Where am I going to go? I started to dance around the idea of going home to my mom and family... but quickly pushed that thought away. I haven't seen them since Dad's death, it's probably best that I stay out of the picture.

Something that sounded like scuffling came from the rooftop accompanied by an ever so tiny heartbeat. Curious, I hoped on top of a dumpster before jumping to the fire escape.

Don't judge. My curiosity is times a hundred now.

On the way up, I caught my reflection in a window, and something made me stop.

There, across my nose, was a black stripe extending from one cheek bone to the other.

What the hell?

Before I could summon the jade tiger to talk to her again, I was distracted by the tiny scuffling and heartbeat again. Quickly forgetting about summoning the jade tiger, I climbed the rest of the way before jumping and landed on the roof on all fours.

My eyes turned catlike, but remained their normal color, as they surveyed the roof. I found the source of the tiny heartbeat scurrying away from my part of the roof. The tiny mouse didn't seem to know that it was being stalked.

Perfect.

I crawled forward behind the mouse carefully, waiting for the right moment to pounce. I found it when the rodent stopped to clean it's face.

I trapped the mouse under my palm before lifting it up by it's tail. It writhed and wriggled in my hold, completely powerless.

Just like I was to save my friends. My brothers.

Without a second thought, I flipped the mouse into my palm before slowly squeezing the life out of it, digging my claws into the mouse as it started screeching in pain before going silent.

As I gazed at the dead, broken creature in my palm, I felt something in me just...

Snap.

Gazing at the blood dribbling from the mouse's corpse, I found myself craving more of the red substance.

A scream tearing itself through the alleyway presented the opportunity to prey on those who dare prey on the defenseless.

I felt my lips pull over my teeth in a snarl as my canine teeth turn into fangs and my nails turn into claws as I followed the lowlifes as the chased a woman down an alley. And judging by the smell coming from them, they weren't planning on taking what was in her purse.

When they reached a dead end, the woman turned around and pressed herself against the wall as the men looked at her with sick grins.

That was when I pounced from above.

My claws dug into the face of the first thug, and I felt myself smile in glee as the blood splashed against my fingers and the thug screamed in pain before falling to the ground. The other thugs rushed to attack, but I jumped at the second, burying my teeth into his shoulder and biting down until I felt warm blood splash against my lips. All the while my claws tore away the flesh of the man's chest.

The third thug was smart - kind of - and ran in the other direction. By this time, the lowlife in my grasp went limp. No, he didn't die, I could still hear his heartbeat, even though it was kind of faint. But I didn't bother thinking about it. The instincts I've been holding back the moment the amulet came into my possession urged me to hunt the one that was escaping.

And you know what? I did just that.

I pounced on the lowlife from behind and sunk my teeth into the soft spot where the neck and shoulder meet, going absolutely crazy as the blood splashed into my mouth, and his screeches of pain filled my ears like music. My claws tore through his clothes and at the flesh that was underneathm causing rivers of blood to spill down his back.

Sweet, sweet blood...

A raised heartbeat at the dead end of the alley distracted me, and I released the man's shoulder from my teeth before my eyes looked up to see the woman who the thugs were chasing in the first place looking at me with fear. And with that look, a tiny, keyword being tiny, glimmer of humanity came back to me.

I got up and ran towards her with an inhuman speed, and she shrunk against the wall in terror as I lifted a hand towards her face.

"P-Please don't h-h-hurt m-me..."

That made me to stop.

Immense guilt racked through me as I brought my hand back to my chest. "I'm sorry. So sorry..."

My head snapped in a direction where I heard a window breaking and evil laughter about a mile away. I gave the woman one last look before leaping onto a dumpster and running across the rooftops, guilt still making a mess in my mind.

All of my emotions were making a mess... Guilt. Sadness. Anger. Emptiness. Blood lust... They were all playing tug-a-war with my entire being.

It's too much...

I can't take it...

I can't...

-No p.o.v-

The young woman's eyes turned from golden-brown to jade green. Ava Michelle Ayala was gone.

And now... only the tiger remained.

Author's Note: Hey everyone! I'm alive!

This was going to be longer. And I promise I will write more for this chapter... But I was watching Top 10 Young Justice moments on YouTube and had to write something for this story I have been neglecting before I lost the Young Justice induced thoughts.

So, the pairing votes stand at:

Nightwing - 13

Aqualad - 3

Superboy - 4

Keep in mind I also count my votes from both and Wattpad.

Also, if you guys want me to, I could make this a love triangle or a love trapezoid? Again, if you guys want me to.

Until next time.