He is the Prince of Gotham out in the open. I could easily pickpocket him. But it seemed he wanted it happen. So he asked for it so I "accidentally" bumped and take his wallet then he grab my arm and held his other hand for his wallet. Interesting.
"You shouldn't steal people's wallets, Miss."
"When I can find people who want to hire me as a singer and I get a home, I won't but I haven't found either."
"You sing?"
Well I discovered recently that I have a siren voice that means I can control people with my voice.
"You sound so surprised!"
"I would adopt you, how old are you?"
"I am almost 16."
"What's your name?"
I had to think fast because I don't have one.
"Aria Hardy."
"You are a year younger than my son Jason."
"Nice." I say that like I care but honestly I don't.
"Come with me if you want to live, pretty girl!" Said a husky male voice along with a click of gun.I whip over and kick the gun straight of the man's hand. I hear a laugh and turn getting ready to defend myself again when I see a boy with a white streak in his black hair and emerald green eyes that held so much anger and pain. I recognized those eyes.
"Who are you?"
"Jason Todd"
"Aria Hardy, what were you laugh at?"
"Your reaction was trained and I recognized you, Aria why did you change your name?"
Then it hit me how I recognized this boy.