The Multiversers: Hypertime

[BnKRPG]

The Multiversers

First Mission (Previous Mission) (http://www.superherohype.com/forums/showpost.php?p=6479881&postcount=1)

Second Mission (Current Mission) (http://www.superherohype.com/forums/showpost.php?p=8063759&postcount=318)

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THE STORY

After the events of the Crisis on Infinite Earths, there existed only one Universe, consisting of the well-known DC Earth. The Multiverse ceased to exist, and instead the Last Universe ran on the power of Hypertime. But as time went on, tangent Universes began to pop up, leaving behind the power of Hypertime to Universe Prime (the once Last Universe), and creating the Multiverse yet again.
This time, though, Cronus, a near omnipotent being on par with the Quintessence, was left in charge of keeping track of the finite Universes and make sure they are left stable. Instability within the Universes would mean that the given Universe would be forced to be wiped from all planes of existence. Cronus, though however powerful, was not allowed to interfere- only to calculate and record data.

Cronus kept track of the Time that built up each given Universe and pinpointed stages in those Universes' development in which the events of Time would build up to unstability, called Collapse Points. In order to prevent these Universal implosions, Cronus called on Super Heroes from different Universes. These Super Heroes' respective Universes had no Collapse Points, thus were in no need to be interfered in. Unstable beings traveling through the Multiverse could possibly mean the end of the WHOLE Multiverse. Only beings from stable Universes can travel through the Multiverse.

Thus, in order to prevent the Universal implosions, the Superheroes would be sent to stop certain events from happening, in a reality different than their own, and in one beyond their comprehension.
Any failure in the mission would result in the Universe being wiped out, and any success would result in the given Universe being stable for all Eternity.
However good or bad, each Universe must be fought for with great passion and fervor, and each mission is hoped to be completed by the heroes.

These Superheroes are called…. THE CHOSEN


Superwoman
Kara Zor-El Allen
Designation: Universe-3004

The Last Daughter of Krypton.
Extremely powerful and skilled in her birth abilities. She fosters a mystery of her own past and a secret of her future from her teammates.
She could lead this team to victory. Or to death.

Played by twylight



Tornado Kid
Don Allen
Desigantion: Universe-1067

Expert marksman. In many universes, he is linked with the Speed Force. We shall have to see what becomes of it.

Played by the Gamemaster



Savitar
Unknown
Designation: Universe-0463

Ex-villain of his homeworld now hero. A pillar of the Speed Force, he is one to be reckoned with.

Played by Johnny Blaze



The Jester
Jack Napier/Joe Kurr/inapplicable/unknown
Designation: Universe- 0002

A supposed villain from Earth-2. A sort of wild card to the team, it will be hard for anyone to trust him. They will have to learn.

Played by The Question


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Mission-Related-Characters

The Batman
Terrence Thomas Wayne/ Terrence McGuiness
Designation: Universe 5617

Played by Batnkevlar



Silver Scarab
Hector Hall
Designation: Universe 5617

Played by Harlekin



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First Mission Brief

In Universe 5617, before the coming of the being Kal-El, Mars Martians invaded and conquered Earth.
The Martians used their mind-control to rule over entire cities. Allowing the human inhabitants only their natural survival needs to survive; food, water, sleep, mating. They abolished all of human culture.

But, there is resistance.

After his parents were killed by Martian Enforcers, Bruce Wayne vowed to repel the aliens from the planet, even if he had to kill every one of them himself. He gathered many others who shared his anti-Martian outlook around him and started a rebellion, protecting their minds with special anti-telepathic equipment. Thus, the Martian Imperial Command started the Human-Hunter program.

The Martians took their best soldiers and trained them specifically to hunt and eradicate the human rebels. The best of these, and their leader, is J'onn J'onnz. He has come into contact with Wayne on many occasions. The latest encounter resulting in the loss of J'onn's right eye. And J'onnz has vowed revenge.

The Chosen are sent a few days before the arrival of Kal-El to ensure that the Kryptonian child falls into the right hands.


Timeline of the Martian Invasion:
1941: The Justice Society is founded
1950: Birth of Hector Hall
1968: Birth of Bruce Wayne
1970: The invasion of Earth
1971: The Justice Society is officially disbanded
1976: Bruce's parents are killed
1981: Hawkman goes M.I.A.
1988: The Wayne Resistance forms, lead by Bruce Wayne. Hector Hall joins
2005: Arrival of the 'Multiversers' and coming of Kal-El.


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GAMEMASTERS

The Question ( http://www.superherohype.com/forums/member.php?u=26880) -GAMEMASTER

twylight (http://www.superherohype.com/forums/member.php?userid=14551) - ASSISTANT GAMEMASTER



PRE PLAY-

This is a Gamemaster lead story The Gamemaster will start the missions and the character play until the mission is completed. The Mission can be short or long.

All characters to be played are custom characters, created by the user with regards to the character application they need fill out.


Normal continuity characters will not be allowed.
Think of the characters as Elseworlds characters. Characters such as Terry McGuiness, Green Lantern Kal-El and other previously thought up DC Elseworlds characters are allowed.
You do not need to take those characters point for point, but rather come up with an interesting back story, such as Terry McGuiness, raised by an ailing Slade Wilson aka Deathstroke.


Constant attention will be paid to the filled-out application, in regards to power levels and original intent.

The given character must not be a god, deity, or being such as SHAZAM the Wizard.

Mission ideas are gladly appreciated, in order to keep up a productive work environment.

There are two types of characters in this game:
The Chosen (starting as the Chosen Five) and Mission-related characters (MRC's).
Both require applications to play as, but each have different duties and rules. You can play as a Chosen until you die, retire, or mods say otherwise; but as an MRC, your lifespan as that given character is only as long as the mission.

Once the given mission is over, MRC players can fill out a new application, in accordance to the mission info. Mission info and MRC info must be related.

You can form friendships and alliances within your own team, along with grudges. To start out, the team number shall be FIVE (5)...

If you want to take part in this, just list your name and character here, fill out your application, and I'll put your name and character info on the first post here. First come, first serve...


RPG RULES-

Each mission will start with Cronus and his mission delegation…

This is a working environment, so you can travel to different places using your powers or vehicles. Don't miraculously pop up unless you're a teleporter...

Don't do anything RANDOM like chopping off character's heads or what not, unless your a villain chopping off an NPC's [Non-Player character (inanimate victims)] heads, then whatever, go with it, as long as it's not technically RANDOM...

Don't be killing people without reason. You know your character's weaknesses and strengths, what you can do or can't. Black Canary will lose against Superman one on one, but may be able to use her allies to help her out or she can run away...

If you get killed, you are done with that character, unless otherwise noted by mods or deputies. You then pick up as a mission-related character. One must stay in line to become a Chosen, but while you wait participate in being an MRC..

There can be ONE story going on at once, but there can also be other side pieces such as villain agendas and such...

There should be MINIMAL cussing and swearing in posts.
There will be NO By-passing the censors. This is a Hype rule, and NO exceptions will be made for the RPG.

No obscene topics!

Act like your characters, ASSUME their traits and personalities...

*There are endless places to go and endless things to do: ENDLESS possibilities so get creative...

People who disobey these rules, some more major than the others, will get BOOTED a la DEW K. MOSI. As she said about the first thread...

The game is closed. It will start again and the first person to screw it up will be booted.

[batnkevlar]

*The Multiverse is so huge, though nothing compared to the splendor of what it used to be, before the Crisis. One mortal cannot seem to comprehend the work needed to keep the Multiverse together, nor the sacrifice one needs to make to keep everything stable. My job is to record and calculate, not to interfere. Mortals look to me as an insect looks to a man. I have all this power, but nowhere to use it. Except there’s one thing I can do.
I comprise a list of 25 beings in the Multiverse, each of equal value to the Timestream, who can somehow work towards the stability of each Universe. These beings are from stable Universes themselves and can travel between each given Universe. There are prophecies, and prophecies in this plane cannot be ignored. But all in due time.

For now, I have chosen five: the Chosen Five. Five different universes, five different timelines, five different people. They shall work together to save the Multiverse. To save myself.*

“Superwoman: the Last Daughter of Krypton. Extremely powerful, and skilled in her birth abilities, she could lead this team to victory. Or to death. Designation: Universe-3004.”

“Tornado Kid: expert marksman. In many universes, he is linked with the Speed Force. We shall have to see what becomes of it. Desigantion: Universe-1067.”

“Savitar: ex-villain of his homeworld. A pillar of the Speed Force, he is one to be reckoned with. Designation: Universe-0463.”

“The Huntress: a feline-like metahuman. Beauty, brains, and a temper. Designation: Universe-6798.”

“The Jester: a supposed villain from Earth-2. A sort of wild card to the team, it will be hard for anyone to trust him. They will have to learn. Designation: Universe- 0002.”

They now have a destiny. Now they can go fulfill it.

[rigel7soldiers]

Then: When Wallace West died, his son mourned for three days. Out in the desert, with no food, no shelter, no nothing. On the third day, Don West buried his father, saying afterwards:

"Eh. Wally West weren't no father 'a mine."

He then went to do good by the world.
Iris and Dawn never even got to say goodbye.

Now:

Don couldn't think, it was so cold. He'd start a sentence, "You know what I need to do....****ing cold!!" but it'd end like that. Damned General Cold. Trying to start another War. But it wouldn't be possible without that Cliff Devoe.
Cold needed a Thinker, so he got this nut. Makes these weird machine-monsters, set's 'em loose in major cities. Don's so close he can taste it. He just needs to get in a good shot....it's a small red button on a huge control panel in a heavily refrigerated room. Don's maybe fifty yards away...

One, two, BLAM!.... damn. Try again. One, two, BLAM! got it this time.

Damned machines are down. A few feet away, Clifford Devoe barely has time to act surprised before three bullets go through his head. Three, because you can never be too sure.

Cold thinks he's won. He thinks he can stab Don in the back with an icicle from where he is. And he might, if Don didn't know he was there.
One word: Blammo.

Now, time for gettin' the Hell outta this dump. Don's got some bounties to collect.

[Charlie No-One]

Helena Kyle walked down the street. It was a warm and sunny day in Gotham. It was August 26, 21 years ago her parents had been murdered. Ms. Kyle walked into New Gotham Cemetery, the air had a disturbing musty smell too it. Several families mournfully placed scarlet roses next to a fresh grave. Walking over to her own destination, she placed down a black rose next to Bruce Wayne’s grave.



Name: Bruce Wayne

Alias: Batman

Status: Criminal



A short distance away was Selina Kyle’s resting place. Helena placed a crimson rose on top of the neatly kept grave.



Name: Selina Kyle

Alias: Catwoman

Status: Hero



Helena real parents had died by stray gunshots years ago. She was taken in by the Dick Grayson and Barbara Gordon.



Name: Dick Grayson

Alias: Nightwing

Status: Hero



Name: Barbara Grayson

Alias: Oracle

Status: Hero



When she was 19, she attended college, only a year later she had dropped out. Taking the name Huntress, she became a leather clad vigilante.



Helena put her hands in her pockets and walked out of the depressing cemetery, her black trench coat blowing in the breeze. She put on her sunglasses and pulled her scarf on tight.



LATER



The Huntress dove off Gotham Observatory’s high towers. Landing with grace, she ran forward on a flag pole, before jumping once more onto another hard roof top. Pulling out a short metal rod, she tapped it twice as it expanding into a dangerous crossbow. The vixen shot it up at a ledge above a glass apartment window. The arrow had along cord attached and winded back into the gun. Huntress’s heel jammed into the glass sheet and shattered.



A blonde woman sat on a burgundy couch in the center of the room. Her golden locks tied into a bun.



“Dinah Lance?”



“What the hell,”



“You’re under arrest, not by the cops; they can have what’s left,”



A screech punctured the air. Kyle pointed to her ears.



“Ear plugs,”



The young woman stood up from the couch and before she could open her mouth again, was punched in the jaw. Another high kick and she was knocked out.



“Drake? Black Canary is apprehended,”

[twylight]

Universe-3004 / JLA Watchtower / 0300/ Friday


“Kara, really.” He said leaning over, his lips caressing hers gently before kissing her. “You should know.”

“Querl…” She whispered.

“Kara.............




Kara...KARA!”


She sat up breathing heavily, holding her head in her hands, her half awake mind trying to figure out what just happened.
Bart’s strong arm was around her waist, compressing the cool satin of her nightgown against her back.

“Kara, you were dreaming again.” She turned and looked at Bart.

“I know, I’m sorry.” She moved from his arm and got out of bed, standing beside it. “I’m sorry I woke you.” She straightened the bed sheet’s.
Bart Slipped out of the bed on his side and walked around to her, bringing her too him he held her. She rested her head on his shoulder.

“I love you.” he whispered

She bit her lip childishly, “I know….I know....I just..” She pulled away.
“I know how hard this is for you. I don’t know a single man who enjoy’s having his wife dream and say another man’s name.”

”Well, you can’t count me as that one, single man. But I would be without you.” He said giving her a lopsided grin.

She smiled “Go back to bed, I’m going to go walk around.”

He bent over and kissed her, she could feel his muscled shoulders relax under her arms, as he rested his lips against hers. Pulling away he asked “Sure you don’t want J’onn to take another look?”
She shook her head, sending her blonde hair bouncing. “No, not today. Maybe tomorrow.”

He nodded kissing her on the forehead before releasing her and crawling back into bed.
She walked to the closet and changed into her Superwoman suit before leaving the room, pausing at the door to watch himfor a moment, his chest rising and falling rythmatically. She smiled slightly before turning and leaving. The door slid shut quietly behind her.

She smoothed out her outfit, she’d changed her costume numerous times, but when she became Superwoman, she’d changed it into a full body suit, reminiscent of Superman’s, minus the red speedo’s. Her cape’s red color came over her shoulders and her yellow belt was worn on her hips.
Walking down the hall to the monitor room she expected to find Green Arrow, Connor Hawke sitting there, his chin in his interlaced hands. Opening the door she wasn’t disappointed. He turned.

“Bit early. Bad dream?” He asked

“The usual. Anything?” She brushed off his question, many of her friends know about her dream’s

“Nothing. Star’s down in the Control room if you want to see her.” He answered

“Thanks” She nodded and left, making her way to the control room. Her dreams had become more and more tangible, like..memories, vivid memories.
It had taken it’s toll on Bart, having her whispering sweet nothings to a man in her sleep and it had taken it’s toll on her. It was as if something had happened in her life, and she didn’t know about it.

They had started in her nightly dream’s and made there way into her everyday life. In the middle of a fight she’d be hit with one of her fighting alongside a man with green skin and several other’s in costumes she’d never seen before.
Even in the middle of…..

She stopped, closing her eyes. That had been the hardest blow for Bart.

She turned down a hall and opened an air lock. Flying herself into space she circled the Earth, it’s green and blue overlaid with white clouds, sat like a gem on a sea of dark blue velvet.
She let her mind go blank as she flew through the darkness.

[The Question]

IC: The Jester!!!!



Jumping from rooftop to rooftop, a dark, enigmatic figure stalks the streets of Gotham City, hunting thoes who hurt othrs, and defending the defensless. Who is he, I hear you ask? He is a legend. A creature of the night. A defender of justice.


Wait.


If you listen closely, you can hear his dark, inhuman, nightmarish battle cry in the war against the forces of evil!



"DON'T STOP ME NOWWW, I'M HAVING SUCH A GOOD TIME, I'M HAVING A BALL! DON'T STOP ME NOWWW, IF YOU WANNA HAVE A GOOD TIME, JUST GIMME A CALL!!!!"


Ummmm....well.....yeah.

This is The Jester. The clown prince of kindness. The harlequin of helpfulness. He is one of the few people in this hell hole of a city who stands strong against the forces of evil. And....he is completely and uterrly insane.

What is his story, you ask? It is a dark, forboding tale of...

WAITWAITWAIT!!!!! Dan? Where the hell did we find this guy?! He's such a downer! And who cares about my life story?! I know I don't! So, Mr. comic book voice over guy, cut to the chase or this is gonna be first person perspective!

*sigh* Yes sir Mr. Jester sir. Now, on with the story....

Our hero bounced on the rooftops with his springed shoes, when his cell phone went off.

"Yello!"

"Jester? It's comisioner Wayne."

"Howdy comish!!! How're the wife and kids?"

"My wife is dead and my son is a sadistic mob boss!"

"Oh...yeah. Forgot about that. So, what's the sitch? Do I finally get to kill Gwen Stefani? She's had it too good for too long!"

"...no. It actually has to do with my son. He and his gang have taken hostages in Arkham Asylum. He says he'll release them if you show up."

"Ah, how I love these rondevues with the Owlman family! I'll be there in five!"

And with that, our harlequin hero turns around and makes his gargantuan leaps in the direction of Arkham Asylum.


Five minutes later, our pro bono warlord of justice crawls through the ventilation shafts of Arkham Asylum for the criminally insane. Finally, he finds himself over the room in which the feindish feathered felan, the Owlman, resides with the hostages and his cadre of juvinile delinquants and malcontents. Our champion of cheeres crashes through the grate, and lets out a cry for justice!

"SAVE THE SEA MONKEYS!!!!!!"

"Ah. If it isn't the clown. Deathwing, gaurd the hostages. Raptor? Owlgirl? Kill him."

First comes Raptor, Owlman's young aprentice in crime. The Jester dodges his blows and dispatches him with his taser joy buzzer.

Then Owlgirl shoots several razorangs from her wrist launcher. One hits our protagonist in the arm. He doubles over in pain. As she walks tword him, he sprays her with his patented "smilex" gas, causing her to go through painful laughing spasms, incopasitating her.

Our hero then notices that Owlman's adoptive son, Deathwing, is about to exicute the prisoners. Our loveble loonatic then pulls a gun out of his coat pocket and aims it at the young miscreant. Deathwing looks over at him and responds.

"Oh come ON! You know you don't have the guts you pathetic clown!"

Our pale protagonist pulls the trigger, and out pops a metal rod with a "BANG!" flag hanging off of it. Deathwing takes out his twin blades and struts twords our kindly clown.

"God bellow, I cannot fathom how you gave Tom so much trouble."

Suddenly, the harlequin of helpfulness releases the trigger, causing the metal rod (in actuality a tranquilizer dart) to shoot out and hit the young evildoer, causing him to colaps into unconsiousness.

Owlman gives a round of aplause.

"Impressive as always my friend. But now that you have despenced with the students, you have to fight the master."

"Oh, you know how much I love our little dances."

Owlman charges at our hero, and the clown prince of kindness activates the springs in his shoes just in time, jumping over Olman's blow and kicking him in the face. Owlman then fires several razorangs, many of which hit our hero. Owlman struts over ever so confidently.

"After twelve years, I will finally be rid of you. This is too sweet."

Suddenly, the top of our hero's cane pops of, and a small rubber bal underneath it inflates into a large mallet.

"HA! Do you really think an inflateble mallet will stop me?"

Our hero then swings his cane upwards, connecting with Owlman's jaw and knocking him out.

"It will when it's full of mercury. Smile chuckles!"

Our hero then goes to free the hostages. After that is done, he turns to them and says

"Remember kids: STAY IN SCHOOL!"

Our hero then leaps into the ventelation shaft, and crawls out into the moonlight. He then goes off to fight for truth, justice, and equality!

And crispy creams! Don't forget the crispy creams!

Yes. And.....crispy creams.

God, why did I take this narration gig? I could have been the narrator for "Disney's Herculese"! But no, I just had to do a favor for Dan Diddio. God, this is going to be a long RPG.

Aw, cheer up! At least we have each other!

......goody.

[Johnny Blaze]

BOOOOM!!!

The Flash Museum exploded into pieces as the foot of the colossal monster came crashing down atop it. Half of Keystone City had been demolished by the gigantic, draconic demon, and the creature showed no signs of stopping. No, it’s master wished to burn the world, and Keystone was the first target. The beast reared its neck back, sucking in air…and suddenly loosed a torrent of Hellfire from it’s mouth. The fire of Hades descended on the town, incinerating buildings and people on contact.
The beast turned it’s head slowly, bringing it’s unholy fire in line on a pair of homeless children to stricken with fear to run. As the fire neared them, the creature’s mouth curled up in an hideous smile. The children were like the proverbial deer stuck in the headlights, unable to move or scream. Even as the proximity of the hellish blaze made their skin turn bright red and begin to burn.
“Burn them my pet”, the witch said as she smiled and watched on with devilish glee as the demon's Hellfire moved closer and closer to the kids.

The children were doused in the fire of the malicious beast, and burnt to ash.

The witch cackled with insidious delight as she flouted next to her titanic champion, “Burn it all, my child! Raze this city to the ground!!”

"No! The children’s death will be the last!”
The witch looked to her left as a being leapt from the rooftop at inconceivable speed, tackled her, and brought her crashing down to the street below.

The impact of the witch hitting the concrete created a small crater, and the man lay on top of her, pummeling her unmercifully. The man’s fist moved so fast that onlookers, if there still were any, could swear that they weren’t even moving at all.

“No more! It ends now, Zatanna!”
A ear splitting roar from behind was the only warning the man had before a large stream of fire blasted the small crater, burning everything it touched. Luckily the roar preceded the fiery blast by a second, and a second was more than enough time for the man to get out of the way.

The man appeared a few blocks away, and stared on as a beautiful silhouette appeared in the fire and began walking towards him.
“Well, if it isn’t the Lord of Motion. I must say, Savitar, I’m surprised you and the Justice Legion survived my minions”, said the witch, as The Bat, the Amazon, and the Emerald Flame descended behind him.

In the skies above, the greatest hero in the world, the Scarlet Sentinel, swooped in and uppercuted the colossal demon sending it stumbling backwards. As the beast fell, the Martian Mancatcher swooped in from underneath, catching the creature in the small of it’s back and lifting in into the air. Using their super speed, the Sentinel and Mancatcher quickly grabbed the creature by the tail and spun it around and around. Finally after they had gathered enough momentum, they launched the creature out of the city and into the abandoned countryside. There they could battle the monster without worrying about endangering any innocents.

“It’s over, Zatanna. Your demon is finished and so are you”, stated The Bat in his usual cold and clinical voice.

“Fool! Zatanna is gone! Only the Queen of Fables remains now!”
As the witch shouted, she outstretched her hands and mystical serpents, dozens of feet in length, shot forth.

[rigel7soldiers]

It was her. Don was prepared for it to be absolutely anybody else in the world. But not her. Not Dawn. But it was Dawn. It was his own sister pressing a gun up against his back. He knew what this was about. This was about Wally West. About leaving her. About how they thought he was dead. About never looking back. Wasting time, hesitating. It was about retribution. She wanted the years back. She wanted everything he took away from her. He couldn't speak. He knew it would just set her off. Dawn West died that day. She knew that she couldn't live with herself if she killed Don. She didn't want to live with anything. She did it to herself. Don just wasn't fast enough to stop her.

Death, depravity, and poverty seem to follow Don everywhere. He just wishes he could stop doing this. But he can't. If he stops righting wrongs, it'll make her cry...

[The Question]

The Finger Yard. Where fairy tales go to die. Back in the 1950s, Gotham city was covered with giant typewriters, pianos, pencils, etc. They made the city look like a living nursury rhyme, and enabled the disenfranchized citizens of the city to forget their problems and live with some level of hope. Now they sit here, rusting into oblivion.

But there is still some life in this place of broken dreams. For these giant toys have been cleared to one side, leaving room for a small circus tent.

This is the place The Jester calls home.


And now, as I speak, he is entering his fortress of sillyness, and greets his cadre of comedey.


"Oh Luuuuuucey! I'M HOOOOOOOME!!!!!"

The harlequin of helpfulness skips over to a set of twins.

"DEE DEE! DEE DEE! How are things?"

"Fine Mr. Jester!"
"Fine Mr. Jester!"

"That's good, that's good. By the way, did you pick up the latest issue of Cable/Deadpool?" *smiles at camera*

"Yes Mr. Jester."
"Yes Mr. Jester."

Our hero walks off with his monthy illustrated novelett, and is greeted by a tubby man in a harlequin mask.

"CHUCKO!!!! How are we?"

"Hey uncle J. Uhhh, you have a message from Alex Luthor. He's mad that you've missed the last two Legion of Salvation meetings."

"Tell 'im to go hump a duck. If it's not an emergency, I've got better things to do."

Our hero then walks of to his private livingquarters. As he opens the door, he finds a woman in a jester hat, white facepaint, and red lengere.

His lady love.

Harley.


"Hey there Mr. Jay. How was work?"

"Oh splendid splendid SPLENDID! How are you pooh?"

"Oh wonderful. But puddin, you look exauhsted. You need to relax. Wanna go into the bedroom and....play?"

"YES!"

Our champion of cheers then pulls a small box containing a disk out of his pocket.

"IT'S GRAND THEFT AUTO TIME!!!!" *smiles at camera*

Our hero and his leading lady then walk into the bed chamber, only to find themselves greeted by a tall, red headed man in a green suit.


Edward Nigma


Quizmaster


"EDDIE!!!! How's it hangin buddie?"

"Quite fine Jester. Did you hear about Owlman?"

"I heard I kicked his patooty!"

"He escaped from custidy and killed five police officers in the process."

"Oh. That's a shame. Harley, send flowers to the families."

"DON'T YOU GET IT?! He's to good to just send to jail! We stop him, he escapes, and the flaunts it to us as Thomas Wayne! We can't just keep stoping him and putting him in jail for five minutes. We have to expose him as Thomas Wayne. We need to find definitive proof!"

"......okay. And you need to tell me this....why?"

"Well.....I'm asking for your help!"

"Eddie. Eddie Eddie Eddie. I'm not the best. Call Atlas or Dr. Snow for help. They're way more skilled than me anyway. And it's Grand Theft Auto Night!" *smiles at camera* "Now now now, we can bring down the Owlman empire later. Say......Wednesday? Now it's my night off."

".....fine. I'll see you later. Now, good day. I have to meet a man named 'Shush'."

With that, the king of clues takes his leave.

"God he is so boring. NOW LET'S SHOOT SOME HOOKERS!"

And with that, Harley and The Jester play their game of blood and violence.




....hey guys. Can......can I play?

Sure. After I do this one thing...

*THREE HOURES LATER*

Can I play NOW?!?!

IN A MINUTE!!! Good lord man! Patience IS a virtue, you know!

[rigel7soldiers]

Don heard them coming a mile away. Kid Kon-El and his blasted Justice Riders. They grate on his nerves like that nerve-grating thing he saw at the World's Fair. Tad Thawne, Donna Prince, Rachel Roth, and Garfield Logan. They had another, Stone, but he done got himself killed.

"Don."

"Kon. Come to lord your powers over me again, Superboy?"

"Hey! With great power comes get the Hell off my case! We heard about your sister, and we..."

"Wanna recruit me because you think I need the companionship. I don't. I don't need nobody. Not anymore. You can take this job and shove it."

"Like Hell we will! Listen, Don, we're here because we care about you." Tad. He's the worst of them all. Doesn't take anything seriously. Especially not Don.

"Don't lie to me. What the Hell do you guys need another like Tad for anyway? I'm leavin', and I'd like to see you stop me. Good seein' you again, Donna."

And with that, he left them. Gone, like the wind, as though he was never there.

[twylight]

Universe-3004 / Moon / 0900 / Friday



::Kar...Superwoman::

Kara stared at the Earth. Bart’s voice over the comm. Had brought her out of her thinking lapse. She stood up from the moon rock she was seated on.

“Yes Flash?” she answered

:: “Batman’s here.”:: Bart’s voice answered sounding a grainy through the comm.

She nodded to herself “I’ll be right there.” She lifted off from the moons surface.

In an instant she’d landed in the Watchtower’s Hanger. Batman’s plane was parked there. She looked at it as she passed, walking towards the control room, the black matte surface of it looked out of place in the bright hanger of the Watchtower.

As she walked down the hall Kara thought about Bart, everything the last few year’s had been hard. He’d taken on the name ‘The Flash” after Wally had been injured, she smiled, remembering their first date. It had been to a pizza parlor and had been interrupted by them both getting called away for a mission.

She walked into the Control Room, Bart, in his outfit smiled at her, Starfire stood near one of the windows with J’onn and Batman’s back was too her as he was engaged in conversation with Wonder.

He turned from Cassie as Kara entered, “I’m glad you came.” She said
He nodded “Me too, anything new on the Parasite case?” he asked.

“You’ll have to ask GA, I think he’s still in the monitor room if you’d like to speak with him.”

Another nod, before he handed her a Computer disk. “Nightwing sent this. It’s pertaining to the Outsider’s and TT’s.”
Kara took it and held it. “Thank you.” She paused nodding too J’onn, Wonder, and Star. Before leading them to the conference room.

The large round glass table with the letter’s JLA etched in it reflected the lighting in the room, Superwoman waited while the other’s were seated, before taking a deep breath.

“You all Know that I’ve been having….dream’s, and that they are intensifying, they are coming for more and more often. Not always for longer periods of time, but even the shortest one is time for something to happen if I’m not paying attention.”

She paused.

“I’ve already discussed it with Green Arrow and Flash, but as of today I’d like to take an extended leave.” She held up her hand at Cassie’s open mouth, to stave off the question, and continued. “I think this is the best way to do it, as seen by my recent ‘vision’ in our latest battle, I compromised the whole team, and I don’t wish that again. So until I can figure this out, I’d like to be taken off of the JLA Active roster. I’ve made a call to Mary Marvel, she’s willing to take my place for the duration, and all the leadership choice’s will be passed on to Wonder.”
She seated herself at the table. Silence filled the room for a second before Starfire spoke, her still youthful looks furrowed in worry.
“You’ve told Jade? What did she think of it?”

Kara thought back on her conversation with Jade and Kyle, both of them expressed worry but understood. “Jade agree’s with it.”

“Will Bart be taking leave with you?” Dick asked

“No. He knows that he has a commitment to the JLA.” She answered

“But he has a larger commitment to you. If you take leave, I think he should too.” Wonder commented standing up.

Kara looked at Cassie as she continued. “I know the JLA was reticent in allowing married couples to both be on active duty, and this might be one of the reason’s, however I think that this concern’s both of them, not just Kara. If the need for a speedster arises we can call Jesse Quick. She is on our reservist list and I doubt would mind.”

“I agree.” Starfire said nodding

Dick sat with his jaw firm before he nodded “I suggest having J’onn take another look before you go. The vision’s are recent? Let’s try and get a lead on them while their fresh.”

“NO!” Kara said standing up, placing her hands on the table. “I will respect your decision to place both Bart and I on leave. But I will not to a mindscan again. Not again. Not again.” She repeated looking at the various looks around the table.

The last time had been too painful, she hadn’t told Bart or them everything, that had happened last time.

J’onn had gone in gently triggering a memory of a young blonde girl, doing something similar. Which lead to another memory of a green skinned man who held her tightly. The memories came with feeling’s, she felt close to the blonde woman, and effuse love for the man.
The sheer fear she’d felt knowing that she’d loved another man, knowing that she’d been somewhere else, without even knowing it, had shaken her so. More memories had tumbled over themselves as he’d dig deeper careful to be gentle, trying to keep them is some order. J’onn had later compared her mind to a file cabinet a tornado had gone through. He had pulled a few memories out. All of them containing a man she’d loved, a man named ‘Querl'.
But she shirked at her real fear once J’onn had brought it up. She was afraid Bart was her second choice, not the man she really loved. J’onn pulled it from her, bringing it to the forefront, covering the many memories that has swarmed her eyes.
The very idea had frozen her cold, her mind felt like breaking and J’onn had withdrawn from her mind quickly yet gently. As she lay on the floor crying she’d made him promise not to tell. Not Bart, not anyone. And she’d promised herself to never go through that again.

Whatever this was, she’d figure it out. without J’onns help.
She didn’t like the feeling, she didn’t like these memories, she felt torn in two, as if two Kara’s were inside of her.

Batman studied her, his eyes as sharp as his deceased mentor’s had been. “J’onn?” He asked.

J’onn silent this whole time took his glowing eyes off of Kara and gazed at Dick with them. “Nothing of any benefit was found last time, and as Kara has expressed reluctance to do it again. There is no reason to force the issue.”

Dick nodded as if that was all he needed to hear, standing up he said. “I vote for it. Flash and Superwoman will be place on extended leave until this….situation is sorted out.”

Cassie nodded “I’ll contact Jesse Quick and Mary Marvel.”

The other’s rose, Starfire gave Kara a hug before she left the room as did Cassie “Everything will be taken care of, don’t worry”

Kara waited until they had all left the room before sinking into a chair. She bit her lip, a childish habit she had, as she tried to keep the tears back. She brought her cloak around her shoulder and looked at the red fabric. She was raised and trained by Amazon’s, her friends were all Superhero’s, her husband was the fastest man alive, and she had taken the empty spot of Superman. Yet here she was, weakened by something she had no real memory of. She smiled at the irony. The Maid of Might, brought to her knee’s and the ultimate low point by her mind.
She’d heard growing up that the mind would always triumph over might, maybe it was true.

[Johnny Blaze]

BOOOOM!!!

The Flash Museum exploded into pieces as the foot of the colossal monster came crashing down atop it. Half of Keystone City had been demolished by the gigantic, draconic demon, and the creature showed no signs of stopping. No, it’s master wished to burn the world, and Keystone was the first target. The beast reared its neck back, sucking in air…and suddenly loosed a torrent of Hellfire from it’s mouth. The fire of Hades descended on the town, incinerating buildings and people on contact.
The beast turned it’s head slowly, bringing it’s unholy fire in line on a pair of homeless children to stricken with fear to run. As the fire neared them, the creature’s mouth curled up in an hideous smile. The children were like the proverbial deer stuck in the headlights, unable to move or scream. Even as the proximity of the hellish blaze made their skin turn bright red and begin to burn.
“Burn them my pet”, the witch said as she smiled and watched on with devilish glee as the demon's Hellfire moved closer and closer to the kids.

The children were doused in the fire of the malicious beast, and burnt to ash.

The witch cackled with insidious delight as she flouted next to her titanic champion, “Burn it all, my child! Raze this city to the ground!!”

"No! The children’s death will be the last!”
The witch looked to her left as a being leapt from the rooftop at inconceivable speed, tackled her, and brought her crashing down to the street below.

The impact of the witch hitting the concrete created a small crater, and the man lay on top of her, pummeling her unmercifully. The man’s fist moved so fast that onlookers, if there still were any, could swear that they weren’t even moving at all.

“No more! It ends now, Zatanna!”
A ear splitting roar from behind was the only warning the man had before a large stream of fire blasted the small crater, burning everything it touched. Luckily the roar preceded the fiery blast by a second, and a second was more than enough time for the man to get out of the way.

The man appeared a few blocks away, and stared on as a beautiful silhouette appeared in the fire and began walking towards him.
“Well, if it isn’t the Lord of Motion. I must say, Savitar, I’m surprised you and the Justice Legion survived my minions”, said the witch, as The Bat, the Amazon, and the Emerald Flame descended behind him.

In the skies above, the greatest hero in the world, the Scarlet Sentinel, swooped in and uppercuted the colossal demon sending it stumbling backwards. As the beast fell, the Martian Mancatcher swooped in from underneath, catching the creature in the small of it’s back and lifting in into the air. Using their super speed, the Sentinel and Mancatcher quickly grabbed the creature by the tail and spun it around and around. Finally after they had gathered enough momentum, they launched the creature out of the city and into the abandoned countryside. There they could battle the monster without worrying about endangering any innocents.

“It’s over, Zatanna. Your demon is finished and so are you”, stated The Bat in his usual cold and clinical voice.

“Fool! Zatanna is gone! Only the Queen of Fables remains now!”
As the witch shouted, she outstretched her hands and mystical serpents, dozens of feet in length, shot forth.
It was only a week ago that Zatanna received an ancient tome from a mysterious source. Being a student of magic and an already powerful sorceress, she caste a handful of divination spells on the tome. The spells did not show it to be dangerous, just a simple story book, so Zatanna began to read.
Inside the book, the ancient and powerful Queen of Fables lay trapped and forgotten. She was stuck in her own little fictional world, and the only way she could get free was if someone read her stories. For millennia, the Book of Fables was kept locked away in dank dungeons and pocket dimensions to keep the malevolent Queen from escaping her prison. For thousands of years she sat and brewed in her fictional kingdom, waiting for the day in which she will be free. On that day, she will summon her minions and remake the planet into her fairytale image.
Luckily for her, Zatanna was an avid reader. The more Zatanna read, the stronger the Queen’s hold on her grew. After a few days of Zatanna reading her stories, the Queen finally had enough power to break free…but she did not do so. No, the Queen of Fables saw an opportunity in Zatanna…an prospect of great power for herself. Instead, she waited a little while longer for Zatanna to finish the book, and, upon doing so, the Queen was able to send her potent spirit into Zatanna’s body, taking control of the JLE’s sorceress forevermore. With Zatanna’s powerful magics added to the already potent mystical power of the Queen of Fables, the witch became an unstoppable magical juggernaut.
She quickly defeated the most powerful mystic threats to her bid for power by killing the Phantom Stranger and Dr Fate. The Spectre was still missing following the defeat of Darkseid after the villain had penetrated The Source Wall and gained inconceivable power. There were no true threats to her power now, save the Justice Legion of Earth.

As the other Legionnaires battled the serpents, Savitar darted forward and grabbed the witch by her throat, spun her around, and launched her through a series of buildings at break neck speed.
Like a bolt of lightning Savitar was on her, picking her up and sending the witch flying four city blocks with a punch.
“ENOUGH!!” the creature formally known as Zatanna shouts as she magically creates a force field around her to keep the speedster at bay.
“I will brook no more interference from you and your ilk, Savitar. I will burn this planet and remake it in my own image.”

Savitar says nothing for seconds as he stares at the witch with determined eyes, thinking of his moves. After reemerging from the Speed Force, he had an epiphany. The Speed Force had shown him the error of his past ways. No longer was he to play the selfish, vainglorious he had been playing his entire life. He was to seek redemption for all his misdeeds by giving back to the populace of this planet, the very populace that he once terrorized simply because they were not touched by his “god”. For the past two years he has played the role of the hero, defending those who could not defend themselves from all manner of threats, both terrestrial and alien. The people of Earth were his people now, and this witch threatened every last one of them.

At the speeds unimaginable, the Lord of Motion runs at the forcefield. Making himself intangible as he nears it, Savitar passes through the barrier albeit with some intense pains do to it’s magical nature. He does not let himself falter though. No, there is too much at stake. He knows what he must do. The witch is too powerful and that he must end this now, Savitar steels himself and prepares for what he must do.
As he makes it to the other side, he reaches out to phase his hand through still smiling and confident Zatanna’s head. The move would destroy Zatanna’s brain, killing her, but saving the planet.
“I am sorry, Zatanna”, is all the Lord of Motion says as he reaches out to finish this once and for all...

[twylight]

Universe-3004 / Moon / 1000 / Friday

Kara smiled, her red cape followed the red across her shoulder’s before it blended with the two short sides of the diamond shape which held the ‘S’ across her chest. It was an element from a costume she’d worn when she was younger. She’d switched out her skirt for a total body costume all in blue, and she’d kept the belt around her waist, wearing it low on her hips.
Bart had always preferred the skirt, but when she took the name Superwoman she’d changed her costume to reflect a more mature vibe.

The smile faded and she turned from the mirror, slipping her costume off, she donned jeans, a blouse and a leather jacket. Hanging the costume up she let her fingers linger on the fabric, before turning and walking to the suitcase she’d placed on the bed.

She felt a change in the air pressure “Hey doll.” a kiss accompanied the comment as Bart put his arms around her, resting his chin in her golden hair.

She smiled as she placed a shirt in the case. ” They told you?” She asked.

Bart raced and flopped on the bed “Yep, it’s gonna be great.” He said sounding like a teen again. Kara smiled, she loved it when he was this way. It brought back memories of when they were younger.
“Are you going to help pack? Or just sit there?” She teased making a face at him.

“Careful, if the wind changes it’ll be stuck like that.” her commented “Backinaflash” He said before becoming a red blur and stopping next to her, wearing jeans and a T-Shirt. He placed a suitcase next to hers and started throwing things in it. Kara shook her head, and began folding them and placing them in the suitcase.

“So, where are we going?” He asked closing up her suitcase and placing it on the floor as she straightened his ‘packing’ up.

“I was thinking stopping by Clark and Lois’s and seeing Bruce for a few day’s and then going to Paradise Island.”

“Hmm..” Bart said “An island of beautiful women….”
“All of which who are my sisters.” She said punching his arm.
A red blur streaked across the room before she heard music start to play and two arm’s took hold of her waist and drew her to her husband.

“Who said anything about me?” He said softly holding her right hand and placing it against his heart.
“If it’s a bunch of women, I don’t have to chase all the guy’s off you.” he whispered before kissing her.

Kara felt herself blush, it wasn’t often Bart gave in to his romantic side, and even when he did, it always had a joke in it. She leaned her head against his shoulder, closing her eyes. Bart withdrew his hand from hers and reached his arm around her waist holding her to him.
She felt him lay his cheek on top of her head.

“I love you Kara”

Kara smiled and pressed herself closer, “I love you too.”
She felt so scared, a feeling she’d hadn’t felt in a long time. It wasn’t the scared she felt on her first date with Bart, or even the scared she’d felt on her wedding day.
It wasn’t the scared when the world was about to end, it was something else. Something deeper. She didn’t know who she could run too to hold her. She knew Clark, Lois, Cassie and even little Bruce would always welcome her with open arm’s. But would Bart?
She knew Querl would always love her no mat...She turned her head, her blue eyes widening catching sight of the green skin tone.

She jerked away. “Kara what’s wrong?” His normally straight face looked at her worried. His rich voice normally level had shades of worry in it. Fear coursed through her body and she felt her fight or flight instincts go haywire. She pulled away only to be stopped by two strong arm’s grabbing hers “Kara! Kara? What’s wrong? What’s wrong!?” He asked.

She heard the door open, and a female voice asked. “What’s going on? I felt it!”
“I don’t know, could it be a side effect from our last mission?” Kara heard silence, before the female voice spoke again. “..Yes” Followed by a gasp. “Garth! Something’s happening to Garth too!” Kara opened her eyes to see Imra rush out of the room, her blonde hair trailing behind her. Querl picked Kara up “I’m taking you to the.. ..place we went in Metropolis? That place had great sushi.”

Kara opened her eyes and gasped for air. “Kara?” Bart gently pushed her away from him and looked at her, gazing into her blue eyes. “Kara…..again?”

She gasped, emotion’s flooding over her, she wanted him back, where was he? She’d remembered this feeling...it was on her wedding day, she’d walked down the aisle to him, her heart so full of love and joy, the pure excitement of knowing that he’d always be with her.

“Kara, say something!” She could hear the pain in Bart’s voice, the slight crack of it as if he was holding back tears. She bit her lip and looked at him, her emotions split as the fear flooded her mind who did she love? Sinking to the floor with Bart’s arm still around her she brought her hand up to her buzzing head, it swarmed with emotion’s and feeling’s.

She barely felt Bart’s hand touch her forehead and brush her hair way from her face, Kara covered her eyes with her hands and cried.

“Oh Bart. BART!” He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight as she sobbed “Bart I do, I do love you. It’s you, I want you.” She repeated over and over trying to convince herself.


Universe-3004 / Smallville, Kansas, Earth/ 1400 / Friday

“AUNTIE KARA!”

Kara bent over and scooped up 5 year old Bruce in her arms.
“Hey there Superman!” She said planting a kiss on his soft rosy cheek. “What’s this?” She said wiping off a smudge of jelly she found had attached its self her nose.

“I had PB and J! Daddy made it for me, but it’s not as good as Mommy’s.” He said matter of factly. “Uncle BART!” Bruce said, interrupting himself as Bart stepped off of the Jevelin’s ramp.
“Hey there Buddie!” Bart answered as Bruce practically leapt from Kara’s arms into Bart’s.

Kara smiled turning to see Clark walking across the field to them. “Lois said you’d be here.” She commented as Clark came closer.

“Yes, I decided last minute to bring Bruce out here this weekend. She’ll join us later, You’ll be here later won’t you?” He inquired, his blue eyes studying her.

She hesitated “I don’t know” she replied softly as Clark gave her a squeeze.

“Believe me, I’ve been through some pretty strange stuff, it’ll be okay.” he said “Care to go inside?”
Kara nodded, flicking a switch she had in her hand. The Javelin behind her and Bart cloaked, blending in with the wheat fields.

“Race ya there!” Bart yelled racing towards the house with Bruce on his back. Kara shook her head, smiling, and glanced at her youthful looking cousin. When Clark mentioned some pretty strange stuff, that was one of them. Him and Lois’s had been ‘de-aged’ a few year’s ago, a problem that had been stopped, but had left them both year’s younger. Giving them a second chance at having a family, naming there son after Batman’, who’s life was taken during the same time they were de-aged.

She looked up at the house Bart and Bruce stood waving on the porch.
“You feeling okay?” Clark asked.

“As well as can be expected, given the circumstance. I...had a ‘re-lapse’ this morning before we came, and right after giving notice of leave.” She paused “It’s hard Clark, it’s almost as if..I’ve loved two men, and I’m afraid…..I’m afraid I don’t love Bart enough.” She looked down at the golden wheat, as she walked through it, and wiped a tear away. It was the first time she’d actually voiced the feeling and she was overcome with emotion as she remembered the incident earlier in the morning.

Clark put his arm around her waist, “You do. You’re going to be okay.” he smiled at her as they neared the house, he paused next to the porch steps “Besides, this could all just be a side-effect, the mind does weird things. Lois would love to take you shopping, she likes all that baby stuff.”

“What?” Kara pulled away from him, her eyes widening “What?” she said, this time stronger as Clark looked at her puzzled.
“Why did you mention a baby? Is Lois pregnant? What side effect?”

Clark shook his head his mouth forming the word “No.”
Kara gasped, “You mean...you didn’t... how dare you, This...I can’t….” She placed her hand against her stomach. Her blue eyes wide and full of conflicting emotion’s. “Clark?”

He looked at her surprised at her reaction. “I….thought you knew…..” He paused as she stared at him with an open mouth. “I just did a quick scan when the javelin flew up, I was pretty surprised you hadn’t told us yet.”

Kara looked at the house, she could hear Bart and Bruce inside rummaging around in something.
“I didn’t know….I didn’t…” she whispered.
She stood staring blankly at the house, the wind blow through her hair as silence filled the air. A bird flew by singing softly, and the yellow sunshine bounced off of the clear blue sky. Kara’s face slowly went into a smile. “Clark…….I’m going to be a mother.” She smiled “Clark!” She laughed as he smiled and hugged her.
“Congatulations” Clark said “I’m going to be an Uncle!”


Universe-3004 / Themyscara, Earth/ 0900 / Monday

The soft morning sun streamed into the room, spreading across the white bed sheets, turning them a sunny buttery yellow shade of light, as they lay over the form of Kara Allen.
A flash streaked across the room and the sheet’s moved as a moan accompanied the movement.
“Not yet…” came her groggy voice.

“Up! Up! UP!” Called the streak before stopping and becoming visible as Bart Allen.

“You are too cruel.” Kara moaned as she rolled over onto her stomach and placed a pillow over her head “I’m carrying you’re child and you wake me up?” came the muffled voice.

Bart leaned over and flipped Kara onto her back, removing the pillow she clenched over her face.
“Good morning!” he said cheerfully planting a cheery kiss on her lips before whisking away and coming back with a tray full of breakfast food.
“I brought you cereal,fruit,sausage,eggs,milk,juice,toastandoatme al.” He said speaking fast as he pointed to each thing.
Kara sat up rubbing her eyes as Bart placed the tray in the middle of the bed. “Bart...I’m not going to eat all of this!” she grumbled.
“You’re eating for two now.” He said taking a napkin and laying it on her lap, holding two fingers up to illustrate his point.
She sighed, not yet awake yet her mind scrambled for a reply. “It’s come along this far with me eating only for one.” she held up a finger in Bart’s face to illustrate her point.

He kissed the finger and raced around to the other side o the bed, sliding in next to her. “More for me then” He said before starting to eat. Kara smiled, slipped out of bed and made her way to the bathroom. Stopping along the way to look out the balcony. The lush green of the Island faded into the deep blue of the ocean, as the sounds of the wave’s, muffled by the foliage created a soothing background.

Bart and her had been arrived two day’s ago after leaving the golden fields of Kansas.
The dry blue sky of Kansas, thought beautiful sharply contrasted the lush blue over the sky over Paradise Island.
Diana had opened her with open arm’s and Donna had practically squished Bart trying to get Kara.
Kara looking at herself in the Bathroom mirror she ran her hand along her still flat stomach. Bart and her had decided not to tell anyone other then close friends, until they picked up their secret identities again.
When she’d first told Bart…..She smiled, a girlish smile of glee she hadn’t smiled in a long time.
She turned the water on, the dreams hadn’t touched her at all the last few day’s, maybe it was just what Clark said. Side-effect’s. Bart had raced to the store and bought every book on pregnancy he could find, speed reading them all in one evening.
Apparently, pregnant women often had Dream’s, thought later in their pregnancy..and...not pertaining to anything but the baby…...She splashed her face with water and dried off.
Maybe..maybe it…
“Oh hey, Diana wants to go riding with you today.” Bart said as he raced into the bathroom.
“And you were going to tell me this when?” Kara asked.
“5 minutes before you two were supposed to meet?”

She gasped “BART!”
He smiled “I’ll race you..”

She smiled “I’ll win.” She said before racing off.

Four minutes later Kara flew out the window, a streak of blue and white.

[The Question]

Gotham City. Midnight.


Our comical king is at the computer, feverisouly searching into the most dire of matters.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! Oh Electro UK. Your Deadpool is just hilarious!"

Suddenly, there is a flash of light, and our hero is gone. Transported to a large, ominous black dome, deep in the heart of the Florida swamplands.

"HEY! Why am I suddenly in the Darth Vader helmet of solitude?"

Just then, a tall, bald man in purple and green armor walks down a flight of stairs twords our hero.

"Because, my friend, you have missed the last two Legion of Salvation meetings, and you will not miss this one!"

"But ALEX! I was on the HYPE!"

"NO BUTS! Now get into the meeting hall. You're keeping everyone waiting."

"*sigh*, yes MOM."

The champion of cheers is escorted into a large meeting hall. There, the greatest heroes the world has ever known are seated.

Mantaman
Gargauntua
Sinestro
Sir Grundy
Perfecto
Comander Frost
General Grodd
Tinkerer
Leapord
Tommy Fast
Dreamer
Vandal Sage
Dr. Psychic
Groundstroke, The Rejuvinator
Quizmaster
Proffesor Photon
Circi
Queen...

Yeah yeah yeah. We get it.

.....okay then. Moving right along.

The champion of cheers takes his seat next to Quizmaster.

"Hey Eddie. How'd that meeting with Shush go?"

"Quite fine. Quite fine."

"That's cool. Hey, can that guy play cards? Cause I'd love to woop his but at go fi...."

"Atention. If everyone would please BE QUIET, we can begin the meeting. Is there any new buisness?"

The rock creature, Sir Grundy, stands up.

"Well yes. As we all know, the CSA has been laying low ever since the recent interdimensional incedent. However, Ultraman was recently sighted over Hong Kong commiting several acts of...."

Our hero's atention wavers, as his mind settles on a new, confounding topic. What great and perrilous matters is he contemplating? Let's take a look.

"boredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredboredbored boredboredboredboredbored....."

Suddenly, there is a loud explosion, and the south wall is blasted away. As the smoke clears, we see Johnny Quick, Power Ring, Superwoman, and Ultraman. The Crime Syndicate of Amerika. Ultraman speaks.

"So this is where you've been hiding, Luthor."

Johnny Quick interjects.

"Uhhh, UM? There's an awful lot of them. You sure we should have come wothout the Olympians?"

"Oh quit your whing Johnny! This will be easy."

"I think not." said Luthor. "LEGION OF SALVATION, ATACK!!!!"

"Finally! SOME ACTION!!!!"

Tommy Fast confronts Johnny Quick, as Sinestro and Power Ring do battle. Luthor and Perfecto atack Ultraman, and Sir Grundy battles Superwoman.

As Superwoman punches Sir Grundy to one side, our pro bono warlord of justice jumps on the felenous female. He grabs the sides of her head and kisses her hard on the lips.

"HELOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO nurse!"

"YOU SON OF A *****!!! I'LL KILL YOU!!!!"

The harlequin of helpfulness turns his taser joybuzzer to full power and jabs it in the she-devil's eyes. He then hops off of her.

"I'm sorry darling, but it just wouldn't have worked out between the two of us."

As Superwoman charges at the clown prince of kindness, Sir Grundy slams her into a nearby wall.

"STAY OUT OF THIS, MY TINY FRIEND!!!!"

"*sigh*. Yeah yeah. I'll just be over here."

The ace of action then sits at his seat and takes an issue of Great Lakes Avengers out of his pocket.

"Ah. Dan Slott. How I love you so."

The battle rages on for several minutes, until the Crime Syndicate turns and retreats.

"Dammit Johnny! I told you this was a stupid idea!"

The croud of heroes then gather in the main hall. Sir Grundy speaks.

"Good show chaps! We certainly showed those foul rufians!"

"Can I go home now?"

"*sigh* Yes Jester. You can go home now. Meeting adjourned."

And with that, our hero is wisked back to his home. He sits before his computer, pondering the great matters of the world.

"Hmm. I wonder if Keyser Soze's done anymore Bullseye posts."

[batnkevlar]

*And suddenly, for Kara Zor-El, Savitar, The Jester, Helena Kyle, and Don West, Time was irrevelant. It was my doing, and thinking so, I did so. In my extra-dimensional headquarters, the VerseScope, I kept a 4-dimensional apllication of my powers (3 dimensions plus Time) outside thew Multiverse. It was a place for them to exist, with it's own Timestream. I shifted into a 3-dimensional body and walked towards them.*

"HELLO."

[The Question]

Suddenly, our hero is once again transported away from his home. He finds himself in a large white room.

"What the hell is it now Luth....well, this certainly isn't the Darth Vader helmet of solitude."

Our hero is surrounded by others, all garbed in costumes.

"Uuhhh, why are a cowboy, a dominatrix, an Ultragirl rip off, and a Hindu heavy metal rocker standing next to me?"

Then, a tall man walks tword them.

"HELLO"

"....hi. Who the hell are you, and where am I?"

[rigel7soldiers]

Suddenly, our hero is once again transported away from his home. He finds himself in a large white room.

"What the hell is it now Luth....well, this certainly isn't the Darth Vader helmet of solitude."

Our hero is surrounded by others, all garbed in costumes.

"Uuhhh, why are a cowboy, a dominatrix, an Ultragirl rip off, and a Hindu heavy metal rocker standing next to me?"

Then, a tall man walks tword them.

"HELLO"

"....hi. Who the hell are you, and where am I?"

"Dammit, Kon, what did you do to me this time?" Don thought, a little louder than he may have thought.
He looked around. Another "team," he imagined. He hated these little "teams."
A clown. A damned clown. He hated this already.

He heard the big voice, and looked to face the source. He was not in the mood for this...

[batnkevlar]

Suddenly, our hero is once again transported away from his home. He finds himself in a large white room.

"What the hell is it now Luth....well, this certainly isn't the Darth Vader helmet of solitude."

Our hero is surrounded by others, all garbed in costumes.

"Uuhhh, why are a cowboy, a dominatrix, an Ultragirl rip off, and a Hindu heavy metal rocker standing next to me?"

Then, a tall man walks tword them.

"HELLO"

"....hi. Who the hell are you, and where am I?"

"You are in the Scale, a section of Time outside Time, a Universe all to itself. I am Cronus, and all of you are the Chosen."

[The Question]

"....and also with you. So, are you trying to convince us that the power of christ compels ua, or what? And what's with the village people wannabes? Is this another superteam? Cause I'm a member of the Legion of Salvation, I have my gang, and I have my own solo adventures. I don't have time for another superteam! Who do you think I am, Wolverine?!?!"

Our hero considers hi options for a moment.

"Aw screw it. I'll play along. I was getting bored with the rest of my life anytway. So what's the sitch Wade?"

[rigel7soldiers]

"You are in the Scale, a section of Time outside Time, a Universe all to itself. I am Cronus, and all of you are the Chosen."

"Oh. Oh, this is perfect. Now, I get ta die, because I'm in a team you're goin' ta force me ta be in."

[The Question]

Suddenly, the 1800s texan vigilante speaks.


"Oh. Oh, this is perfect. Now, I get ta die, because I'm in a team you're goin' ta force me ta be in."


"Oh quit whining cowboy.....boy."

[batnkevlar]

"....and also with you. So, are you trying to convince us that the power of christ compels ua, or what? Is this another superteam? Cause I'm a member of the Legion of Salvation, I have my gang, and I have my own solo adventures. I don't have time for another superteam! Who do you think I am, Wolverine?!?!"

Our hero considers hi options for a moment.

"Aw screw it. I'll play along. I was getting bored with the rest of my life anytway. So what's the sitch Wade?"

"All of you are from different Universes. I will not get into too much, other than this: there are different realities than your own. They operate on a cosmic principle known as the Multiverses. Multiverses are forever being created and destroyed. If they are unstable, they fall apart and cease to exist. My job is to make sure the most amount of Universes in the Multiverse exist. That is your job too. At certain points in each Universe's Timstream, there are Collapse Points, which are point that lead up to every given Universe's demise. All your home Universes are deemed stable, thus allowing you to travel between Universes. The Chosen Five, yourselves, your job is to stop these Collapse Points from happening. Only then will each Universe be stable. I will send you all to a certain point before the Collapse Point with a certain information. You need to stabilize each Universe."

[The Question]

The cosmic being then speaks to our clown prince of kindness.


"All of you are from different Universes. I will not get into too much, other than this: there are different realities than your own. They operate on a cosmic principle known as the Multiverses. Multiverses are forever being created and destroyed. If they are unstable, they fall apart and cease to exist. My job is to make sure the most amount of Universes in the Multiverse exist. That is your job too. At certain points in each Universe's Timstream, there are Collapse Points, which are point that lead up to every given Universe's demise. All your home Universes are deemed stable, thus allowing you to travel between Universes. The Chosen Five, yourselves, your job is to stop these Collapse Points from happening. Only then will each Universe be stable. I will send you all to a certain point before the Collapse Point with a certain information. You need to stabilize each Universe."



"....And then we shall carry the one ring into the heart of mount doom toe destroyed! You my friend, are a laugh riot. So when does this epic quest start?"

[rigel7soldiers]

Suddenly, the 1800s texan vigilante speaks.


"Oh. Oh, this is perfect. Now, I get ta die, because I'm in a team you're goin' ta force me ta be in."


"Oh quit whining cowboy.....boy."

"Don. My name is Don."

The big voice guy began his spiel. When it was all over, Don was all questions.

"Multi-verse? Come on, now yer jus' just making words up. Fine. Let's say I believe you. Let's say this is all true. Why me? Why them? Why a goddamn clown?"

[batnkevlar]

"Don. My name is Don."

The big voice guy began his spiel. When it was all over, Don was all questions.

"Multi-verse? Come on, now yer jus' just making words up. Fine. Let's say I believe you. Let's say this is all true. Why me? Why them? Why a goddamn clown?"


"Why?"

*My voices changes into a voice many of them have heard before. The voice of Kal-El.*

"Each of you brings something different to the table."

*My multiversal humor isn't for everyone.*

"Each of you has certain traits that can bring victory. Especially for your fist assignment."

[The Question]

"pleasepleasepleasePLEASE say we get to kill Gwen Stefani!!!!"

[Johnny Blaze]

*And suddenly, for Kara Zor-El, Savitar, The Jester, Helena Kyle, and Don West, Time was irrelevant. It was my doing, and thinking so, I did so. In my extra-dimensional headquarters, the Versescope, I kept a 4-dimensional application of my powers (3 dimensions plus Time) outside threw Multiverse. It was a place for them to exist, with it's own Timestream. I shifted into a 3-dimensional body and walked towards them.*Just one quick pass of the hand through her head, and it will all be over. Savitar detested what he was about to do, having sworn never to kill again years ago, but there was no other way. For the world to survive, Zatanna, or rather the Queen of Fables, had to die. Just a quick phasing of the hand into her brain and it will all be over.
Suddenly (even for Savitar), the world dissolved away and he was standing in a sterile white room. With him are five other strange individuals. Savitar is mystified by what has transpired to him, and it appears he is not alone; four of the others appear shocked at finding themselves in this room as well. The fifth member, the only one who is calm, walks toward them and speaks.

"HELLO."

“Where am I, and who are you!? What happened to the witch!?”

Suddenly, our hero is once again transported away from his home. He finds himself in a large white room.

"What the hell is it now Luth....well, this certainly isn't the Darth Vader helmet of solitude."

Our hero is surrounded by others, all garbed in costumes.

"Uuhhh, why are a cowboy, a dominatrix, an Ultragirl rip off, and a Hindu heavy metal rocker standing next to me?"

Then, a tall man walks toward them.

"HELLO"

"....hi. Who the hell are you, and where am I?"

"You are in the Scale, a section of Time outside Time, a Universe all to itself. I am Cronus, and all of you are the Chosen." “Chosen? What are you talking about? If you are aiding that witch, then you will regret ever having abducted me!”

"....and also with you. So, are you trying to convince us that the power of Christ compels us, or what? And what's with the village people wannabes? Is this another super team? Cause I'm a member of the Legion of Salvation, I have my gang, and I have my own solo adventures. I don't have time for another super team! Who do you think I am, Wolverine?!?!"

Our hero considers hi options for a moment.

"Aw screw it. I'll play along. I was getting bored with the rest of my life anyway. So what's the sitch Wade?"

Suddenly, the 1800s Texas vigilante speaks.


"Oh. Oh, this is perfect. Now, I get ta die, because I'm in a team you're goin' ta force me ta be in."


"Oh quit whining cowboy.....boy."

"Don. My name is Don."

"All of you are from different Universes. I will not get into too much, other than this: there are different realities than your own. They operate on a cosmic principle known as the Multiverses. Multiverses are forever being created and destroyed. If they are unstable, they fall apart and cease to exist. My job is to make sure the most amount of Universes in the Multiverse exist. That is your job too. At certain points in each Universe's Timestream, there are Collapse Points, which are point that lead up to every given Universe's demise. All your home Universes are deemed stable, thus allowing you to travel between Universes. The Chosen Five, yourselves, your job is to stop these Collapse Points from happening. Only then will each Universe be stable. I will send you all to a certain point before the Collapse Point with a certain information. You need to stabilize each Universe."

"....And then we shall carry the one ring into the heart of mount doom toe destroyed! You my friend, are a laugh riot. So when does this epic quest start?"

The big voice guy began his spiel. When it was all over, Don was all questions.

"Multi-verse? Come on, now yer jus' just making words up. Fine. Let's say I believe you. Let's say this is all true. Why me? Why them? Why a goddamn clown?"

"Why?"

*My voices changes into a voice many of them have heard before. The voice of Kal-El.*

"Each of you brings something different to the table."

*My multiversal humor isn't for everyone.*

"Each of you has certain traits that can bring victory. Especially for your fist assignment."

"pleasepleasepleasePLEASE say we get to kill Gwen Stefani!!!!" Savitar lets the words sink in as he slumps down to one knee. Multiverses? Chosen? Even though he was a member of the JLE, this was not something he wished to have any part of. He wanted to get back to his home, and help his friends stop the witch. He didn’t want anything to do with these people, whoever they might be.
Having thought that, he finally takes notice of his companions. One is dressed as though he was fresh out of the Wild West, one appears to be Supergirl (though nothing like the Supergirl Savitar knew), one appeared to…
Savitar stopped his wandering gaze on the clown, and, for a second, remained completely motionless and wide eyed before shouting, “YOU! Murderer!!”
With incredible speed, Savitar runs and grabs the clown by the throat with one hand and easily lifts him off the ground. With his Speed Force powers, the Lord of Motion saps the kinetic energy from the clown, rendering him as slow as a snail.
“If this is some new plot you have hatched, killer, you will not succeed!”


OOC: Just a suggestion, guys, but you should really slow down a bit and give the other two characters time to get some words in.

[The Question]

Suddenly, the being known as Savitar grabs our hero by the throat and hoists him into the air.

“YOU! Murderer!! If this is some new plot you have hatched, killer, you will not succeed!”


"*ACK* ...I.....love you too. Now......what's.....with these.....murder....charges? Last.....time I checked......what happens......in.....vegas satys......in vegas."

[rigel7soldiers]

OOC: Sorry...

[Johnny Blaze]

Suddenly, the being known as Savitar grabs our hero by the throat and hoists him into the air.

“YOU! Murderer!! If this is some new plot you have hatched, killer, you will not succeed!”


"*ACK* ...I.....love you too. Now......what's.....with these.....murder....charges? Last.....time I checked......what happens......in.....vegas satys......in vegas."
Savitar grimacing in anger at the clown’s remark, spun around and threw the Joker, sending him bouncing across the room.
“No more tricks, Joker. No more jokes. You will tell me what it is you are planning…”, Savitar said with an annoyed tone, “or I will start breaking bones.”
Yes, Savitar vowed to never again take another life, but he had no problem inflicting pain on a sadistic madman.

[The Question]

Our hero was thrown into a nearby wall. His atacker began to aproach him, and spoke.

“No more tricks, Joker. No more jokes. You will tell me what it is you are planning, or I will start breaking bones.”

The clown prince of kindness began to stand up, and adressed his atacker.


"Quite the grip you've got there, Apu. Now, I have no idea what you're talking about. My name aint Joker. It's THE JESTER!!!! And I'm not planning anything. I was on the computer, minding my own buisness, when croney here snatched me up just like you."

[Johnny Blaze]

Our hero was thrown into a nearby wall. His atacker began to aproach him, and spoke.

“No more tricks, Joker. No more jokes. You will tell me what it is you are planning, or I will start breaking bones.”

The clown prince of kindness began to stand up, and adressed his atacker.


"Quite the grip you've got there, Apu. Now, I have no idea what you're talking about. My name aint Joker. It's THE JESTER!!!! And I'm not planning anything. I was on the computer, minding my own buisness, when croney here snatched me up just like you." Savitar’s anger grew as he snatched the Jester off of the ground quicker than one could blink. Both of the Lord of Motion’s hands were around the clown’s neck. Savitar began to squeeze, but not enough to make him pass out or keep him from talking.
“You expect me to believe you!? After all the horrible things you have done? The mass murders? The wanton destruction?”
The Lord of Motion’s patience was about to snap, when he heard a familiar voice inside his head.
“Listen to the man, Savitar. As much as he looks like the Joker, which I agree is a lot, he can’t be him. Remember the guy talked about there being multiple universes? This Jester must be a parallel version of the Joker. And, if this Cronus person has recruited you and Supergirl there, these others must be heroes as well.”
Savitar ponders what his “guiding angel” has said to him, and, a second after shouting at the clown, the Lord of Motion releases him from his grip.
“You’re right”, Savitar says to himself.
Looking down at the Jester as he rubs his throat, Savitar reaches out his hand to help him up.
“You…you are right. I obviously had mistook you for someone you are not. Please except my apologies”, says Savitar with sincerity.
Using his complete mastery over motion, Savitar easily returns the Jester’s kinetic energy that he had taken from him not even a minute ago.

[The Question]

".......ooookaaaay. And they say I have violent mood swings. But hey, no harm no foul. Now that that testosterone fuled display of agression is over and done with, hows about we get on with buisness. The two lovely ladies over here seem to have been rather quiet throughout all of this. Why don't we go around and introduce ourselves? I'm The Jester! Clown prince of kindness! Harlequin of helpfulness! Champion of cheers! Pro bono warlord of jutsice! And you guys are?"

[Johnny Blaze]

“My name is Savitar. I am the Lord of Motion and member of the Justice Legion of Earth. Alongside my fellow heroes, I defend the those who cannot defend themselves against any and all who would threaten them.”

[The Question]

"HI SAVITAR!"

[rigel7soldiers]

"Don. Don West. I been tryin' ta do good by the world ever since Wally died... I like to work alone. Less messy, an' the only life on the line is mine."

[The Question]

"HI DON!"

[Charlie No-One]

Helena Kyle looked around. She had just been transported into some ultra weird zone. The other heroes were talking amongst themselves.

“I am the Huntress, and you’re dead,” she said as she unleashed her crossbow.

Something weird was going on here.

[The Question]

"HI THE HUNTRESS! And my name's not 'Dead". It's 'THE JESTER'. Common mistake 'round these parts, really. So why don't you put down the deadly weapon, and relax?"

[twylight]

Kara flew towards’ the Ocean, cutting back a bit on her speed.
Two day’s and not so much as a single dream or vision. She smiled, she loved her husband, it wasn’t a random thought, just one that was true. She touched her stomach.
She felt..queazy..


Kara started, keeping the scream in her mouth. She looked around. Instead of flying over Themyscara she was standing in a...room. She covered her eyes with her hands.
No..No not again…” removing them she saw she was in her costume.
She glanced around at the people who stood near her, trying to figure out who they were, no one she’d ever seen before..except..that girl there..she looked like Huntress, if Huntress changed her costume..yet again. And that looked like….Her eyes went wide, The Joker?!
A wave a of nausea swept over her before she could say or do anything.

"HELLO."

"....hi. Who the hell are you, and where am I?"

“Where am I, and who are you!? What happened to the witch!?”

The ‘Joker’ spoke as well..as…..someone who looked like Savitar? Except it wasn’t The Joker...he was...more like a clown.

"You are in the Scale, a section of Time outside Time, a Universe all to itself. I am Cronus, and all of you are the Chosen."

“Chosen? What are you talking about? If you are aiding that witch, then you will regret ever having abducted me!”

"....and also with you. So, are you trying to convince us that the power of christ compels us, or what? And what's with the village people wannabes? Is this another superteam? Cause I'm a member of the Legion of Salvation, I have my gang, and I have my own solo adventures. I don't have time for another superteam! Who do you think I am, Wolverine?!?! Aw screw it. I'll play along. I was getting bored with the rest of my life anyway. So what's the sitch Wade?"

"Oh. Oh, this is perfect. Now, I get ta die, because I'm in a team you're goin' ta force me ta be in."


Kara glanced over at what looked like an 1800’s Cowboy, who had just spoken.


"Oh quit whining cowboy.....boy." Replied the Clown.

"Don. My name is Don."

"All of you are from different Universes. I will not get into too much, other than this: there are different realities than your own. They operate on a cosmic principle known as the Multiverses. Multiverses are forever being created and destroyed. If they are unstable, they fall apart and cease to exist. My job is to make sure the most amount of Universes in the Multiverse exist. That is your job too. At certain points in each Universe's Timestream, there are Collapse Points, which are point that lead up to every given Universe's demise. All your home Universes are deemed stable, thus allowing you to travel between Universes. The Chosen Five, yourselves, your job is to stop these Collapse Points from happening. Only then will each Universe be stable. I will send you all to a certain point before the Collapse Point with a certain information. You need to stabilize each Universe."



"....And then we shall carry the one ring into the heart of mount doom toe destroyed! You my friend, are a laugh riot. So when does this epic quest start?"


"Multi-verse? Come on, now yer jus' just making words up. Fine. Let's say I believe you. Let's say this is all true. Why me? Why them? Why a goddamn clown?"



"Why?"
Cronus’ voice morfed into Kal’s voice,
"Each of you brings something different to the table."

Kara started, Kal had said that when they’d first put together JLU, a team that had lasted for about a year, before morphing once again into the name JLA.

"Each of you has certain traits that can bring victory. Especially for your first assignment."

"pleasepleasepleasePLEASE say we get to kill Gwen Stefani!!!!"

Kara thought about it she was ‘chosen’ for some galactic important mission. Not a whole lot she could do about it, the universe had almost ended before, and she’d been through hell to get it fixed correctly. So far the clown, gunslinger and Savitar had been the only one’s speaking. She clenched her fist’s, They called it ‘morning sickness’. But why the heck now? Bart! If she went missing,..no this couldn’t be happening. She opened her mouth to speak.

“YOU! Murderer!!”
Savitar cried, racing at the Joker look alike. Apparently he’d just noticed the resemblance too.

“If this is some new plot you have hatched, killer, you will not succeed!”


"*ACK* ...I.....love you too. Now......what's.....with these.....murder....charges? Last.....time I checked......what happens......in.....vegas satys......in vegas."

“No more tricks, Joker. No more jokes. You will tell me what it is you are planning…” Savitar said with an annoyed tone, “or I will start breaking bones.”

"Quite the grip you've got there, Apu. Now, I have no idea what you're talking about. My name aint Joker. It's THE JESTER!!!! And I'm not planning anything. I was on the computer, minding my own buisness, when croney here snatched me up just like you."

Kara took a step forwad, as she’d thought. It wasn’t Joker. But she also realized that this wasn’t one of her dream’s. This felt real it was happening NOW. It wasn’t some far of memories that tickled her brain. It was real and it was happening.

“You expect me to believe you!? After all the horrible things you have done? The mass murders? The wanton destruction?”

He stopped, as if his mind was preoccupied, before speaking again.
“You…you are right. I obviously had mistook you for someone you are not. Please except my apologies”, says Savitar with sincerity.

".......ooookaaaay. And they say I have violent mood swings. But hey, no harm no foul. Now that that testosterone fuled display of agression is over and done with, hows about we get on with buisness. The two lovely ladies over here seem to have been rather quiet throughout all of this. Why don't we go around and introduce ourselves? I'm The Jester! Clown prince of kindness! Harlequin of helpfulness! Champion of cheers! Pro bono warlord of jutsice! And you guys are?"

“My name is Savitar. I am the Lord of Motion and member of the Justice Legion of Earth. Alongside my fellow heroes, I defend the those who cannot defend themselves against any and all who would threaten them.”

Kara looked around the room again, fancy beginnings, she should have a little snippet of herself too.
The man who’d called himself ‘Don’ and whom looked like a 1800 gunslinger straight from the history book’s spoke next.
"Don. Don West. I been tryin' ta do good by the world ever since Wally died... I like to work alone. Less messy, an' the only life on the line is mine."

Don West? Wally West? Those names didn’t mesh with his clothing. It was clear that this wasn’t exactly a gathering of Universal ‘peer’s. Whatever universe he was from, was far flung from hers.

Jester practically bounced greeting each one of them with a “HI!” before their name, if he did that to her, she might rethink her no kill policy.
Kara ran through a list of Questions and answer’s in her head.
How had she gotten here? Cronus had brought her and the other’s here.
Who were they? Apparantly Hero’s from other Universes.
Why? To save the Universe as we know it. Nice MO, pretty normal.

She again looked at her outfit, obviously jeans and a blouse don’t cut it for this guy, he wanted her in her Superwoman costume.

Huntress, or the woman with whom Kara had linked to Huntress in Superwoman’s Universe spoke.

“I am the Huntress, and you’re dead,” she said as she unleashed her crossbow.

Not any question in Kara’s mind, she was the Huntress, but she didn’t match any of the younger pictures she’d seen of Helena B...Kara’s blue eye’s went wide. During the last Universe problem, that had involved the Spectre, a universe had been seen, one in which Bruce and Selena Kyle had a daughter.
But true to the title, this Huntress was as much a lose arrow as the one Kara knew.

"HI THE HUNTRESS! And my name's not 'Dead". It's 'THE JESTER'. Common mistake 'round these parts, really. So why don't you put down the deadly weapon, and relax?"



The Jester bounced back cheerfully.

Cheerfulness didn't mesh with the Bat family, Kara knew it and it was apparent by the flash in Huntress's eyes.

“STOP!” Using her superspeed, Kara raced and placed herself in between Huntress and the others.

She held out her hand,

She continued before anyone else spoke. “We have all been removed from the universe that we know. And many thing’s may be different. I’m willing to bet that I don’t even exist as Superwoman in many of you’re universes, or maybe not even at all. But I do know from what I have seen we’re all on the same side.”

She paused. “I am Superwoman, Kara Zol-El, Last daughter of Krypton and Leader of the Justice League."

[The Question]

"HI SUPERW...."

'Superwoman' anrily glared at our hero.

"....nevermind. You know, you're alot different from the Superwoman I know. She's a manipulative, homicidal thug. Snappy dresser though. So, what's this 'Justice League'? Is that like the Legion of Salvation? Cause dammit, those guys are boring. I mean, sometimes we have some good fights, but most of the time its's talktalktalk. So, I guess we're a superteam now, huh. You can tell cause of the personality dynamics. We've got comedic relief (me), a quiet loner, a tempremental guy in a weird costume who speaks all fancy, a level headed authority figure, and a hot chick in black leather and anger issues. I think it it would be illegal if we weren't a team."

[twylight]

"HI SUPERW...."

'Superwoman' anrily glared at our hero.

"....nevermind. You know, you're alot different from the Superwoman I know. She's a manipulative, homicidal thug. Snappy dresser though. So, what's this 'Justice League'? Is that like the Legion of Salvation? Cause dammit, those guys are boring. I mean, sometimes we have some good fights, but most of the time its's talktalktalk. So, I guess we're a superteam now, huh. You can tell cause of the personality dynamics. We've got comedic relief (me), a quiet loner, a tempremental guyt in a weird costume who speaks all fancy, a level headed authority figure, and a hot chick in black leather and anger issues. I think it it would eb illegal if we weren't a team."

Kara stared at him.
How does he do that? He was worse than Plastic Man, a human with an energizer battery.

"I think the Justice League is more comparable to Savitar's Justice Legion."

She turned back to The Huntress and said gently "Why don't we find out more information before we do anything unadvisable."

Kara turned and faced Cronus, her cape billowed behind her, and she tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear.

"When will this first 'assignment' happen and how long will this take?"

She wanted to get home, back to Bart, it was safe there. She was alway's safe with BArt.

[Johnny Blaze]

Savitar stepped forward as well to speak to the being called Cronus.
“Superwoman presents some valid questions, and I would like to add one of my own. What will happen to the witch and my world while this…fixing of realities takes place?” Savitar asked maintaining his calm.

[rigel7soldiers]

Don did not have the patience for this. He never was very patient, but this is really pushing it.
Don could harldy believe it, but he was one of the least crazy ones here. That fast one and the girl with the crossbow must really hate clowns.

"Dammit. I'm no good with teams. That blasted Kon-El keeps askin' me ta join up with his Justice Riders, but aside from that, I got no experience with this. I don't even have a damn horse."

Superwoman and Savitar asked their questions.

"Eh. Not like there's anyplace I need ta be... wait, today's... Shoot, I'll miss the funneral. Ah, well, nuthin' I can do about it now..."

[Charlie No-One]

Helena looked at Superwoman.

“You know, we had a Supergirl on my world, she worked with the Black Canary, a real *****, now, what shouldn’t I just shoot you with a Kryptonite arrow, if you even are allergic to it like she was. And you, Jester, you look like my dad’s sidekick, you even tried to kill him, then 10 years later you were shot with a sniper. I want answers, and I want them now! How do we get back home?”

Helena was feeling so many emotions. Frightened, angry, upset, and pissed. Someone was going to get ****ed up face.

[The Question]

"Sidekick? The Jester is NO MAN'S SIDEKICK!!!!! Well, there was that stage magician guy, but that doesn't count."

[batnkevlar]

"When will this first 'assignment' happen and how long will this take?" Superwoman asked.

"The first assignment question will be answered shortly."

Savitar stepped forward as well to speak to me.
“Superwoman presents some valid questions, and I would like to add one of my own. What will happen to the witch and my world while this…fixing of realities takes place?” Savitar asked maintaining his calm.

"Time is not an issue. There are dangers on this job and I do not have proper clearance from my superiors to bypass the the Gates Between and bring the dead to life. So if you indeed die, your Universe goes on without you. If you live, you will be returned to the same spot in the Timestream in which you left. I know you are about to ask the same question, Don."

"Eh. Not like there's anyplace I need ta be... wait, today's... Shoot, I'll miss the funneral. Ah, well, nuthin' I can do about it now..."

"Like I said..."

Helena looked at Superwoman. “You know, we had a Supergirl on my world, she worked with the Black Canary, a real *****, now, what shouldn’t I just shoot you with a Kryptonite arrow, if you even are allergic to it like she was.
Helena was feeling so many emotions. Frightened, angry, upset, and pissed. Someone was going to get ****ed up face.

"If you notice, anything that can harm any other Chosen is now deemed inactive and useless. Your Kryptonite, when used against Superwoman, is lead, if you check your gear."

Helena looked at the Jester. "And you, Jester, you look like my dad’s sidekick, you even tried to kill him, then 10 years later you were shot with a sniper. I want answers, and I want them now! How do we get back home?”

"Sidekick? The Jester is NO MAN'S SIDEKICK!!!!! Well, there was that stage magician guy, but that doesn't count."

"The point is, you Five are the Chosen Five. If you die, another will take your place. If they die, same thing, so on and so forth. If you accept this task, or series of tasks, you will be returned to your world after a given period of Time. If you deny your place, and choose not to die on some mission, you will be returned back to your Homeverse and by not fullfilling your tasks as a Chosen, your Universe will crumble. You will then proceed to die. Either way, your best bet to stay alive is to complete your missions for however long, and then return to your Homeverse.

"And by the way, if one Chosen dies and is replaced, the mission goes on. For the safety of the Multiverse."

[rigel7soldiers]

"I tell ya, I have half tha mind ta just let my world die. What's it ever don fer me? Nuthin', that's what. ...No, that's wrong. I... I don't want to make her cry. Fine, dammit, I'm in. You got any food in this joint?"

[batnkevlar]

"I tell ya, I have half tha mind ta just let my world die. What's it ever don fer me? Nuthin', that's what. ...No, that's wrong. I... I don't want to make her cry. Fine, dammit, I'm in. You got any food in this joint?"

"This place, I call it the Scale. It's seperate, yet together with the Multiverse. A sort of Scope to the Multiverse. You can sleep here and eat here, spar here, and be dispatched to your missions."

*I clap for the Scale to hear me.*

"Ephialtes, show them their rooms! Ephialtes is the supercomputer than runs the Scale. I kept him simple, for the sake of the Scale. I chose not to bind him with the Timestream. Instead, he monitors. And he will do what you want him to do."

[rigel7soldiers]

"Yes, yes, that's great. I was just asking. I don't need anything. Wait... that thing you said about harming others..."

As always, Don had a gun hidden up his sleeve, because you can never be too sure. His sleeves were long enough to go past his hands, obscuring the gun he held completely. Only when he took aim, at the Jester, did it become clear that he had anything in his hands at all.

*click* *clickclickclickclick*

Hm. Not loaded.

"Just my luck. Ah well. As you were."

[The Question]

Our hero was led to his living quarters. There he found it decorated with a circus theme.

"Well slap my ass and call me mourice! This is my kinda place."

Our pro bono warlord of justice them proceded to engage in the most dire of matters.

"bouncybouncybouncybouncybouncybouncybouncybouncybo uncy"




.....jumping on the bed.


















i need to fire my agent.

[Johnny Blaze]

http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/HypsterJB/Savitar3.jpg

Savitar thought over the creature’s words. It obviously was not too benevolent since it threatened them and their entire universes with death if they did not comply. It did say that if they carry out these missions they will eventually be returned to their own worlds at the exact moment of their departure.
Plus this creature may end up being a bigger threat to my reality than the witch. It would be prudent to stay on and observe this operation as much as I can, the Lord of Motion thought.

Yep, and if this Cronus is a threat, you have to find a way to shut him down.

Exactly, Savitar replied to his…guiding spirit.

“Very well, Cronus…I except your proposal”, declares Savitar as he straightens his posture and takes a regal stance.
“Now…Ephialtes…show me my quarters.”

The computer complied by marking a path from the white room, down a series of halls, and into a well furnished domicile. In less than an instant, the Lord of Motion disappears from the room and is laying on the comfortable king-sized bed in his residence. He did not sleep though. He just laid back with his hands behind his head and stared at the ceiling. Savitar was lost in thought…thinking about the fate of his homeworld and his new teammates. The one called Superwoman he trusted as a fellow hero, but the others…well, he was not so sure about.
We will soon see if this Cronus has chosen wisely, he thought, Hopefully, it will not backfire and cause any unnecessary harm to the worlds we are trying to save.

[rigel7soldiers]

The room. Basically, there was just a bed that looked mighty uncomfortable. Absolutley marvelous. Don laid down in the bed, but he didn't try to sleep.
Don was tired. Don was very tired. But these newfound teammates have proven very tiresome already. This is going to be a long however the hell long it'll take.

[Charlie No-One]

Helena watched the heroes flow into their rooms. She gave a silent yes to Cronus before being escorted to her room. The room was decorated like an Indian palace. Helena placed her jacket and cross bow on the bed.

“This will be interesting,”

[batnkevlar]

*I synchronize with Ephialtes, giving him the plans needed. I beckon for him to call the Chosen to be debriefed. The alarms ring for wakeup.*

BWOOP! BWOOP! BWOOP!

[The Question]

Suddenly, an alarm sounds, alerting our hero.

"Finally! It's fighty time!!!"

WIth that, our hero springs down the halway to the main room.

[twylight]

"When will this first 'assignment' happen and how long will this take?" Superwoman asked.

"The first assignment question will be answered shortly."

Savitar stepped forward as well to speak to me.
“Superwoman presents some valid questions, and I would like to add one of my own. What will happen to the witch and my world while this…fixing of realities takes place?” Savitar asked maintaining his calm.

"Time is not an issue. There are dangers on this job and I do not have proper clearance from my superiors to bypass the the Gates Between and bring the dead to life. So if you indeed die, your Universe goes on without you. If you live, you will be returned to the same spot in the Timestream in which you left. I know you are about to ask the same question, Don."

"Eh. Not like there's anyplace I need ta be... wait, today's... Shoot, I'll miss the funneral. Ah, well, nuthin' I can do about it now..."

"Like I said..."

Helena looked at Superwoman. “You know, we had a Supergirl on my world, she worked with the Black Canary, a real *****, now, what shouldn’t I just shoot you with a Kryptonite arrow, if you even are allergic to it like she was.
Helena was feeling so many emotions. Frightened, angry, upset, and pissed. Someone was going to get ****ed up face.

It was as she expected, the universes were very different, she could hardly see Dinah the way this Huntress decribed here, expecially since both Dinah and her husband Pieter had retired from Super-Heroing, and moved into the more stable job of mentoring and training.
She opened her mouth to ask about the 'had' part of the reply.


"If you notice, anything that can harm any other Chosen is now deemed inactive and useless. Your Kryptonite, when used against Superwoman, is lead, if you check your gear."

Helena looked at the Jester. "And you, Jester, you look like my dad’s sidekick, you even tried to kill him, then 10 years later you were shot with a sniper. I want answers, and I want them now! How do we get back home?”

"Sidekick? The Jester is NO MAN'S SIDEKICK!!!!! Well, there was that stage magician guy, but that doesn't count."

"The point is, you Five are the Chosen Five. If you die, another will take your place. If they die, same thing, so on and so forth. If you accept this task, or series of tasks, you will be returned to your world after a given period of Time. If you deny your place, and choose not to die on some mission, you will be returned back to your Homeverse and by not fullfilling your tasks as a Chosen, your Universe will crumble. You will then proceed to die. Either way, your best bet to stay alive is to complete your missions for however long, and then return to your Homeverse.

"And by the way, if one Chosen dies and is replaced, the mission goes on. For the safety of the Multiverse."

"I tell ya, I have half tha mind ta just let my world die. What's it ever don fer me? Nuthin', that's what. ...No, that's wrong. I... I don't want to make her cry. Fine, dammit, I'm in. You got any food in this joint?"

"This place, I call it the Scale. It's seperate, yet together with the Multiverse. A sort of Scope to the Multiverse. You can sleep here and eat here, spar here, and be dispatched to your missions."

*I clap for the Scale to hear me.*

"Ephialtes, show them their rooms! Ephialtes is the supercomputer than runs the Scale. I kept him simple, for the sake of the Scale. I chose not to bind him with the Timestream. Instead, he monitors. And he will do what you want him to do."

"Yes, yes, that's great. I was just asking. I don't need anything. Wait... that thing you said about harming others..."

As always, Don had a gun hidden up his sleeve, because you can never be too sure. His sleeves were long enough to go past his hands, obscuring the gun he held completely. Only when he took aim, at the Jester, did it become clear that he had anything in his hands at all.

*click* *clickclickclickclick*

Hm. Not loaded.

"Just my luck. Ah well. As you were."

Kara rolled her eyes, it was like the Teen Titans all over again.
Wait..did he just dismiss them? She had too many question's too ask for him to just let them hang..what about her family? Her life? People who depended on her?
She turned her head when the person who called himself Savitar answered.


“Very well, Cronus…I except your proposal”, declares Savitar as he straightens his posture and takes a regal stance.
“Now…Ephialtes…show me my quarters.”

"I will not answer now. I'll go on one mission before accepting your proposal." Kara said, before the other heroes left the room, following the computer's marking's down the hall's. Kara lifted herself in the air and followed it.
No matter what he nuetralized in that room, Kara could have still snapped Huntress in half, surely not doing that should have earned some of Huntress's trust, as for the other one's, she trusted them, although the Don man seemed a bit slow, and The Jester seemed like the alter ego of Bart when he was Impulse.

The Marking's stopped in front of a door, Kara landed and opened it stepping into her....room.
It was her room, exactly as it had been when she left it at the Watchtower. She turned and looked into the hallway before the door closed, no it' wasn't the Watchtower, but a perfectly re-created carbon copy of her room there.
It wasn't really home, but at least it was familiar, she walked over to the closet doors and opened them, empty.

"Figures.." She sat on the edge of the bed and looked about before unbidden tear's came to her eyes.

She lay herself across the bed and held onto what would have been Bart's pillow, her hormones rushed and she cried.
No reason was needed, just the sheer emotional outburst. Her sob's abated and sleep claimed her.

BWOOP! BWOOP! BWOOP!

Kara sat up in bed, clasping the bed sheet's to her chest.

"Nothing I haven't seen before." came a rich voice from the bathroom

"I still like to keep the mystery in the daylight." Kara teased as Querl came out of the bathroom and walked over to her, kissing her on the orehead.

"Come on, we're already behind."

Kara slipped out of bed and walked to the closet, pulling out a pair of jeans and t-shirt. "I doubt it matter's, I mean how many award's does the Legion need?"

"It's not just the Legion..their inducting new members today. As former Legionnaires and now close advisors, it's our duty to attend." He answered, his voice muffled as he pulled on his shirt.

Kara turned around, noticing it was the same type outfit he'd worn since he was a Legionnair himself.
"You ever think of wearing something different?"
She teased

Querl smiled, and combed his bonde hair with his hand before walking over to her and rsting his hands on her waist.
"It's comfortable and it works for me, why go through various exprimentation of cloths ear, with thing's I'm not going to be comfortable in, it's a waste of hours."
He leaned over and caressed her lips with his.

"You look lovely today." He whispered as he pulled back "You alway's do."

Kara looked up at him, draping her arm's around his neck.
"Hmm..buttering me up for something?" She commented smiling.

"I'll let you know tonight." Querl smiled before leaning in and kissing her again.

BWOOP! BWOOP! BWOOP!

Kara sat up in bed, clasping the pillow to her chest.

She'd fallen asleep in her costume across the bed. Querl....BArt....She buried her head in the pillow thinking.
It was real this time..no doubt about it, and she was...in a timestream. Maybe that's what was wrong. Was time folding around her? Was she glimpsing or..being a Kara from another universe? Why just this one?

She threw the pillow on the floor and stood up. It was time for some answers.

[rigel7soldiers]

Don was certain that he had heard something. But he wasn't moving until he was certain everyone else did. He later decided that he was being an ass, so he got up. He went to that room everyone was in before.

"Dammit, what is it this time?"

[The Question]

Our hero makes his way to the main hall, to see Cronos standing there.

"Eehhhhh. What's up, Doc?"

[The Question]

"The fate of a world, and in turn all wolrds, hangs in the balance. In one universe, spacial plane 5617, one event will decide the course of events that will lead to that worlds destruction. The insuing chaos may very well spill into the multiverse. You must go to spacial plane 5617, and make sure this event has an outcome that is safe for the multiverse."




"........coooooooooooooooooool."

[rigel7soldiers]

"I get it! I musta died, and this is my eternal torment!"

[The Question]

"Awww c'mon, Don!!! You're not in hell. Hell's got better shoreside realestate."

[Johnny Blaze]

http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a330/HypsterJB/Savitar1.jpg

Receiving a summons to the main chamber, the Lord of Motion is there in less than a heartbeat. He appears in the main hall behind his fellows just as the being called Chronos begins it’s speech…

"The fate of a world, and in turn all wolrds, hangs in the balance. In one universe, spacial plane 5617, one event will decide the course of events that will lead to that worlds destruction. The insuing chaos may very well spill into the multiverse. You must go to spacial plane 5617, and make sure this event has an outcome that is safe for the multiverse."




"........coooooooooooooooooool."

"I get it! I musta died, and this is my eternal torment!"

"Awww c'mon, Don!!! You're not in hell. Hell's got better shoreside real-estate."
Ignoring the clown’s annoying attempt at comedy, Savitar asks Chronos, “And just what is this event that we must prevent?”
Savitar stands up straight and crosses his arms over his chest as he waits for a reply.

[batnkevlar]

I look at the team.

"In Uninverse 5617, before the coming of the being Kal-El, Mars invaded and conquered Earth. The Martians used their mind-control to rule over entire cities, allowing the human inhabitants only their natural survival needs (food, water, sleep, mating, etc.) and abolishing all of human culture. But, there is resistance.

After his parents were killed by Martian Enforcers, Bruce Wayne vowed to repel the aliens from the planet, even if he had to kill everyone of them himself. He gathered many others who shared his anti-Martian outlook around him and started a rebellion, protecting their minds with special anti-telepathic equipment. Thus, the Martian Imperial Command started the Human-Hunter program.

They took their best soldiers and trained them specifically to hunt and eradicate the human rebels. The best of these, and their leader, is J'onn J'onnz. He has come into contact with Wayne on many an occasion, the latest encounter resulting in the loss of J'onn's right eye. J'onnz has vowed revenge.

I will send you five back to a couple of days before the coming of Kal-El. You are there to help Kal-El into the rightful hands. Be careful."

Ephialtes rings up the coordinates.

"Any questions? Everyone ready?"

[The Question]

"'Course I'm ready!!!! Now, let's go SEXIN'!!!!!"

[The Question]

"Then go. If you're lives are ever in Jeopardy, I will not save yo. So do not fail me."

[The Question]

As our proffesional pie patron readyed himself for the transdimentional hop, there was an outcry from one of his teammates.

"Oh, this is ****ing rediculous!!!! Martian invasion? Batman leading La Resictance?!?! The coming of kal El?!?!?!?!?! This is BULL****!!!!!! I was never trained to handal any big, interdimensional hicups!!!"

Our hero walks over to Huntress.

"Awwww, Huntie, don't quit. You haven't even tried my chili yet. I was going to have a chili con carnival."

Huntress pointed her crossbow in the lord of laughs' face.

"Get the **** away from me!!!!"

"......okay."

"So then. Huntress. You wish to leave us?"

"No. I love this place, I love you guys, and I think your the best friends I've ever had. Let's have a sleep over and talk about boys and paint our toe nails. OF COURSE I WANT OUT OF HERE YOU DUMB ****!!!!!!"

"Very well."

Then, the pissed off protagonist disapeared in a flash of light.

"Does anyone else wish to say something before we begin?"

[twylight]

Kara reached the room, to find all the other already there. She opens her mouth to speak but is cyut off.

"The fate of a world, and in turn all wolrds, hangs in the balance. In one universe, spacial plane 5617, one event will decide the course of events that will lead to that worlds destruction. The insuing chaos may very well spill into the multiverse. You must go to spacial plane 5617, and make sure this event has an outcome that is safe for the multiverse."

She ignores the cowboy and the clown, but mentally nods at Savitar’s question.
“And just what is this event that we must prevent?”

"In Uninverse 5617, before the coming of the being Kal-El, Mars invaded and conquered Earth. The Martians used their mind-control to rule over entire cities, allowing the human inhabitants only their natural survival needs (food, water, sleep, mating, etc.) and abolishing all of human culture. But, there is resistance.

After his parents were killed by Martian Enforcers, Bruce Wayne vowed to repel the aliens from the planet, even if he had to kill everyone of them himself. He gathered many others who shared his anti-Martian outlook around him and started a rebellion, protecting their minds with special anti-telepathic equipment. Thus, the Martian Imperial Command started the Human-Hunter program.

They took their best soldiers and trained them specifically to hunt and eradicate the human rebels. The best of these, and their leader, is J'onn J'onnz. He has come into contact with Wayne on many an occasion, the latest encounter resulting in the loss of J'onn's right eye. J'onnz has vowed revenge.

I will send you five back to a couple of days before the coming of Kal-El. You are there to help Kal-El into the rightful hands. Be careful."

Ephialtes rings up the coordinates.

"Any questions? Everyone ready?"

"'Course I'm ready!!!! Now, let's go SEXIN'!!!!!"

"Then go. If you're lives are ever in Jeopardy, I will not save yo. So do not fail me."


“Wait. You mean That Kal-El is just a child in this Universe and we have to make sure he get’s to right family?”
Kara asked.

Her mind was spinning, and she put her hand over her stomach. She knew she should insist on going home, she was pregnant. Did this man even know?
Kal-El..he was her cousin…her family. It didn’t matter what universe it was.

[The Question]

“Wait. You mean That Kal-El is just a child in this Universe and we have to make sure he get’s to right family?”


"Yes, that is exactly what I mean. Now, step into the portal behind you."

[twylight]

"Yes, that is exactly what I mean. Now, step into the portal behind you."

Kara clenched her fist, lifting slightly into the air so her feet were just a few inches off of it.
Her eyes glowed red slightly.
She wasn't an Amazon, but she'd been trained and raised by them. Their pride had become her pride, and right now it was rising. The urge to reach out and squeeze his neck toyed in her mind.
How could he dare to speak to her like she was a little child.

Kara glared at him, slowly she unclenched her fists. But remained in the air, towering over him even though she was just a few inches off the ground. Her eyes practically sparking.

She could feel anger course though her. Or was it hormones. They had told her on Paradise Island that she'd be hormonal and defensive, it was just a side effect of pregnancy. But still, she held onto it, not wanting to let it go. It forced all of her feelings of fear away.

"You have no right to pull us out of our time. You have no right to speak to me that way."She spoke.

Before turning and flying towards the portal. Stopping just in front of it she said,
"I do this for my cousin. Not for you.This mission and this misson only." before flying through the portal.

[The Question]

"Woah. Touchy. Catcha later boss!"

And with that, our pro bono warlord of justice hops through the portal.

[rigel7soldiers]

"I am doing this, but not because you want me to. Know that I may end up killing the clown if he bugs me enough. Wait.. there a Wally West on this world?"

You wanna know what he does? Your mom, that's what. But, for reals, he jumps in after the Clownwhite Kid, but it kinda looked like Don wanted to tackle him.

[batnkevlar]

The world was desolate. Technology had boomed when the Martians took over, but it didn't help at all. The human free will was gone. Martian Enforcers were everywhere. They took everything that meant something to me. They took away my life. It would have been better if they took MY life. Without my parents, I was nothing. But I made myself something. I trained under the leaders of the Resistance.

Zatara, before he was set fire, taught me how to escape. Henri Ducard, before he materialized inside Dr. Mid-nite, taught me detective skills. The African bushmen, taught me their ways, before they lost what made them so unique: their culture.

And as I see the Enforcers scour every nook and cranny of the new red planet, i see no hope. I might as well give up.

There is no hope.

http://www.worldsfinestonline.com/WF/jl/episodes/thesavagetime/p1/08.jpg

[twylight]

Kara stopped. The wormhole had popped out of the wormhole onto a desolate planet. ‘Popped,’ being almost literal, it took Kara a few seconds to catch her bearings. She glanced around ‘desolate’ wasn’t the right word chewed up and spit out was.
Buildings lay in ruins, smoke rose in the distance and dirt seemed to cover everything.
She landed next to her ‘teammates.’

“Okay, there’s supposed to be resistance. Let’s go find it.” She said

[The Question]

"Race ya!"

Our hero bounces off into the city. After a few moments, he finds himself upon a sign. In a shock, only three words are able to escape his lips.

"JESUS BUT-****ING CHRIST!!!!"

....butt-****ing is one word. It's a compound word.


He calls his allies over to his find.

"GUYS!"

He stands before a large road sign. It reads 'You are now entering Gotham City'. On the side, in spray paint, is written 'abandon all hope ye who enter here'.

[twylight]

Kara flies up next to him and hovers in the air. She reads the sign in a flash and then glances up using her X-ray vision on the area surrounding them.

"There's no one around. However I think it would be best if we stayed close together until we figure out a plan."

She thought for a moment.

"Why did we land in Gotham City? Kal-El lands near Smallville, Kansas. At least in my Universe."
She glanced around looking for opinions and feedback.

[The Question]

"Mabey ol' cronos wanted us to get the help from la resistance, so he sent us where they were. Besides, with your flying and Savi's speed, we could get to the belt buckle of America faster than McDonalds opens it's doors after a weight watchers meeting."

[Johnny Blaze]

Savitar looks around as he exits the portal.
Everything in the vicinity lay in ruins. The sky is dark with a rusty tint to it, and smoke rises from some of the destroyed monuments.

"You should take a quick look around", said the voice in his head.

"Yes", replied Savitar in his head, "you're probably right."

Savitar disappeared in the blink of an eye as he ran around the area, surveying the damage. Most of the surrounding area was in ruins, with strange plants covering rubble and debris. He did not enter the city, but he did run through the outskirts. There weren't any signs of life, but there did appear to be surveillance equipment around the fringe of the city. He didn't see any guards though.

"Weird, there doesn't seem to be any sign of life, be it human or Martian, anywhere."

"Yes...it is strange indeed", replied Savitar mentally, "I haven't even seen one sign that would say which city this is."

"I know, but it does look familiar...", said the voice, "still you should probably get back to the others."

"Yes, you are probably right."

Only a second had passed before he returned.
Before he could relay what he saw, the clown shouted for them.
Savitar was next to him instantly and stared at the sign.

"Well, I guess we found out what city it is", said Savitar's "conscious."

"Yes...I guess we did", Savitar said aloud.

Realizing that people were looking at him funny, Savitar quickly relayed the information from his brief journey.
"I took a quick run around the area and to the outskirts of the city. There was no sign of life, but there were surveillance devices around the perimeter of the city."

[rigel7soldiers]

Don fell to the ground. Everything seemed to slow down. It took him but picoseconds to get up.

"What... what hapened to me? Is it this place? Maybe it's you. The fast one... Heart's racing. Panicking. Can't..."

For a secon, everything was dark. When he came to, again only fractions af a second later, he understood. Speed... Force? Wow. I... Woah.

"I'm alright, I'm alright. You say.. surveillance.. what? If shootin' thing'll help, you have my axe, er, guns. And I have a lot of guns."

[twylight]

Kara shook her head and turned to Savitar.

"The surveillance devices. Are they aimed at the sky? Is there anyway for you to slip past?"

She turned and studied the horizon.

"We need to find part of the resistance."

[Johnny Blaze]

Kara shook her head and turned to Savitar.

"The surveillance devices. Are they aimed at the sky? Is there anyway for you to slip past?"
Savitar scoffed at the remark, "Is there anyway I can slip past them? My dear, I am a true master of the Speed Force. There is not a device or obstacle that I cannot 'slip past'."

"Easy, Savitar. No need to be a jerk about."

Savitar sighed, and, entering speed mode, replied in his mind, "Yes, yes...you're right."

"Of course I am", the voice said in a smug yet joking tone.

"You're just still upset about what's gone down, and I don't blame you. I would be too in your case. Hell, I kinda am in your place, technically speaking. I don't like not knowing what's happening to our friends either, but you have to concentrate on this world now. It seems like it could use some heroes in a major way."

"Yes, it does indeed appear that they do have need of us. Very well...they will now have the Lord of Motion's full attention. I shall not rest until these people have been freed."

"All right. I kinda feel sorry for the Martians now."

Savitar smiled at the comment from his "conscience."

Dropping back to real time, Savitar caught Supergirl's next comment as she turned and looked to the sky.

She turned and studied the horizon.

"We need to find part of the resistance."

"Yes that does seem to be the best course of action."

Savitar continued by answering Supergirl's other question, "As for the surveillance devices, they are pointed in all directions. It seems these Martians are a paranoid lot. But, as I said, there is not a device created that I cannot get by."

[twylight]

"Is there anyway I can slip past them? My dear, I am a true master of the Speed Force. There is not a device or obstacle that cannot 'slip past'."

Kara raised her eyebrow at his tone, but he seemed to be preocuppied with something for a second before rephrasing.

"As for the surveillance devices, they are pointed in all directions. It seems these Martians are a paranoid lot. But, as I said, there is not a device created that cannot get by."

"Well, then they probably already know we're here anyway, their telepathic minds and all." She said.

"Why didn't he send us with a telepath?" She thought

"However, no harm in being careful. I'm going to 'fix' a few of these devices. Savitar, if you can get through them you should try. The rest of you stay here."

Kara flew up into the sky and had just started to use her X-ray vision for finding some of the devices when she heard something in the distance. Looking up she saw several air crafts coming towards her.

[The Question]

The king of candy looked up, and saw the planes flying towards them.

"Look boss! Ze plane! Ze plane!"

The subontractor of superiority takes out his cane, inflates the mallet head, and points it at the planes.

"Onward, gentlemen! We shal battle on the beaches. We shall battle on the rooftops. EXELSIOR! TALLYHO! Chip chip cherio and all that rot!"

[rigel7soldiers]

Don had kept his secrets until now. He had given a name, and that was essentially it. But now, he had something to prove. He wanted to show them that he was just as dangerous as any of them. Maybe more.

With the truth about his parentage, came understanding. So, too, then, did come understanding with the truth about his metagene.

He could see now. For the first time in... perhaps a few years, Don West smiled.

"How bad d'ya want 'em tore up? I can take a few of them myself... just try to stand back."

[Johnny Blaze]

Savitar sat for a relative hour as he heard his partners boast and posture, and thought out what to do. He knew that to fight now would be foolish. They hardly knew anything about this world save for the bare bones minimum, and they knew nothing of what they were up against in the form of these ships.
No, to fight now would be brash and stupid, though he would like nothing more than to wipe out these creatures for all the destruction they had caused.
For now, they needed to fall back and hide.

Savitar disappeared and then reappeared in the span of a second.

"While I admire your courage, we still have no idea about just what we are truly up against on this planet, or in Gotham. It would be prudent to avoid all Martian patrols, which I assume that is what those ships are, until we have a better understanding of our enemy and how firm a grasp they have over this city."

Savitar continued, "I have found an old sewer entrance just one mile south of here. It may be able to take us into Gotham without having to worry about the security around the city's perimeter."

Savitar looked at the clown and at the cowboy, "I can carry the two of you there in a nanosecond, and Supergirl will be able to follow us via my speed wake."

I do suggest we hurry though, they will be on us in under a minute."

[rigel7soldiers]

"Er.. Carry? Look, I know I shoulda said somethin. earlier but..."

Don opened his long jacket, revealing it to be lined with firearms.

"What? I don't wanna get caught underarmed. I'll be kinda heavy with these. An' I ain't leavin' 'em. I'll keep up."

He recieved several quizzical looks.

"Seriously. Maybe not as fast as you, Sav, but fast enough. Really. Trust me, I just figured somethin' out. We'll talk about it on the way."

[Johnny Blaze]

"...Very well", replied the somewhat skeptical Lord of Motion.

Savitar looked at the other two, the Jester and Supergirl. Over in the distance and closing quickly were several ships of some type. They would be withing range in moments.

"Now, if there are no objections, I think it's time we departed from here."

[twylight]

Kara turned quickly hearing her teammates comments, and in the blink of an eye was standing in front of the Clown grasping his arm.

"I don't know if you have Martians in your universe. But they were in mine and you have no hope of surviving a fight against them."

"How bad d'ya want 'em tore up? I can take a few of them myself... just try to stand back."

Savitar spoke up after the Cowboy.

"While I admire your courage, we still have no idea about just what we are truly up against on this planet, or in Gotham. It would be prudent to avoid all Martian patrols, which I assume that is what those ships are, until we have a better understanding of our enemy and how firm a grasp they have over this city."

"I have found an old sewer entrance just one mile south of here. It may be able to take us into Gotham without having to worry about the security around the city's perimeter."

"I can carry the two of you there in a nanosecond, and Supergirl will be able to follow us via my speed wake."

Kara raised her eyebrow, she had no need for a 'speed wake.'

I do suggest we hurry though, they will be on us in under a minute."

In a split second Kara was gone, she reached the old sewer entrance in less than a second. She stood there in the empty enterannce.

"That'll teach him to eat his words."

She smiled. Then quickly the smile disappeared. She felt so young again. No one to worry about.
Except, she did have people to worry about, Bart and the baby.
She waited.

[batnkevlar]

A tall figure stood at the entrance of the sewers. He was tall, dark, and built like he could take on the world. He had the future on his shoulders, or so he thought.

He spoke to the newcomers, but not in their sight.

"Newcomers? Follow me. The Martians will be here soon..."

[The Question]

Suddenly, the arch duke of action hears an oddly familiar voice.

"Owlman?"

He walks over to where he heard the voice came from, and saw that it was not Owlman. The man was tall, and dressed in a black armor kind of like the one Batman wore in that episode of JLU where they went back in time.

Wait, was that JLU or just JL?

...yeah, it was just JL.

Damn, that was a good episode. It was so cool when they had Hitler in that cryogenic t...

BOB! Pay atention!

...sorry boss.

It's alright. Just don't do it again.

Yes sir. Anyway, the seafood comisioner of subtrifuge walked over to the stranger in the shadows.

"Eehhh. What's up, doc?"

[batnkevlar]

Bruce Wayne sees a man with green hair hair. Green... wonderful... just like Him...

He took off his helmet and squints.

"You remind me of this one guy. He got his flesh burnt off his body by the Martian's eyes. Funny guy though..."

[The Question]

".....ooooookaaaaaaayyyyy. That's......nice. You're quite the cheery fellow, aren't ya?"

[rigel7soldiers]

Don caught up. He followed Kara into the sewer, just a little before they met the stranger. Don always just "caught up." He couldn't lead. And this upset him. That's another reason he hated these "teams." He ran. Fast. Faster than a speeding bullet. Fast. He liked it.

Fast. Kept thinking about it. No time for it now. Don percieved the Stranger's words as a threat. To the Jester, yes, but still a threat to his compatriot. He walked up to the stranger.

"Who sent you? Answer quickly, you don't wanna get shot. Eight times in the back of the head in the amount of time it would take for you to blink. Talk."

[batnkevlar]

Don caught up. He followed Kara into the sewer, just a little before they met the stranger. Don always just "caught up." He couldn't lead. And this upset him. That's another reason he hated these "teams." He ran. Fast. Faster than a speeding bullet. Fast. He liked it.

Fast. Kept thinking about it. No time for it now. Don ercieved the Stranger's words as a threat. To the Jester, yes, but still a threat to his compatriot. He walked up to the stranger.

"Who sent you? Answer quickly, you don't wanna get shot. Eight times in the back of the head in the amount of time it would take for you to blink. Talk."

"Haha. Funny. You're a speedster. We have one them around, somewhere..."

Before Don could notice, he was tied up with shackles in a blur of red.

"Now try something.

I DARE YOU."

[Johnny Blaze]

The shackles came off Don instantly as they appeared to simply vanish.

"Remember Savvy, voice of reason. That looks like the Bat, which means they're friends...probably", said the voice.

Savitar appeared out of nowhere right in front of the Batman.
"Hold. We are not enemies. If we were you would not be conscious now. We come to try and help this world. My name is Savitar, and these are my...traveling companions."

Savitar nodded his head to the shadows to his left, "And you can tell your 'speedster' that he can stop vibrating his molecules and make himself visible. I can feel his Speed Force aura quite easily."

Savitar looked at the shadows to the unseen speedster, and said haughtily, "You really need to practice."

[twylight]

Her teammates zoomed up.

“Took you long enough.” she teased.

"Newcomers? Follow me. The Martians will be here soon..."

Kara spun around, the voice had come from the shadows.

"Owlman?" The clown asked

“Who? It sounds like..” Kara let her voice drop off as the clown bounced over to the man.
"Eehhh. What's up, doc?"

"You remind me of this one guy. He got his flesh burnt off his body by the Martian's eyes. Funny guy though..." The man said, taking his hood off.

Kara felt the words her team mates were speaking fade, and the world seemed to turn over on itself.

“Kara…what is it?”
Kara spun around to face Querl.
“Nothing, it’s confusing, all this time travel” Kara shook her head. Querl put his arm around her.
“I know. But it’ll all work out in the end.” He whispered in her ear.
Kara smiled, her heart leapeing out of her chest.


"Who sent you? Answer quickly, you don't wanna get shot. Eight times in the back of the head in the amount of time it would take for you to blink. Talk."

Kara’s head jerked up. Don’s voice bringing her out of the vision or memory. Whatever it was….wait..how did he get here so quickly?
She raised her eyebrow towards Don.

"Haha. Funny. You're a speedster. We have one them around, somewhere..."

Kara watched as a red blur swished around Don, shackling his legs.

"Now try something.

I DARE YOU." The gravelly voice said.

Kara felt her eyes bur as she readied her vison. However the situation was soon solved by another blur, as Savitar quickly took the shackles off Don. Stopping in front of the man who’s spoken.

"Hold. We are not enemies. If we were you would not be conscious now. We come to try and help this world. My name is Savitar, and these are my...traveling companions."

Kara stepped forward from the shadows so she was visible.

"And you can tell your 'speedster' that he can stop vibrating his molecules and make himself visible. I can feel his Speed Force aura quite easily."

"You really need to practice."

“Bruce Wayne.” She stated.
“The Batman. You are the resistance leader. Why am I not surprised. Some people have a set destiny.” Kara said, thinking that all incarnations of Batman were leaders and rebels.

“Lead us.” Kara motioned accepting his offer. She turned to the others.
“We can toss around threats and jokes later. The Martians are a threat that we aren't prepared for right now.”

[batnkevlar]

"Fine. Then follow us."

Walter West stopped vibrating, making himself visible. He wore red glasses and a red suit with a yellow lightning bolt on it.

"Practice. Ha! Who needs practice?"

Bruce and Walter began to walk down the sewers, as the oblivious Martians traipsed overhead.

[The Question]

Our state senator of slap stick followed the rebels with his compatriots. Suddenly, he spoke.

"Hey, I got a question. Martians have (compared to us) superpowers, right? How come those guys were in planes?"

[batnkevlar]

Our state senator of slap stick followed the rebels with his compatriots. Suddenly, he spoke.

"Hey, I got a question. Martians have (compared to us) superpowers, right? How come those guys were in planes?"

"Ever heard of a thing called..."

Bruce expels a stream of fire from his gauntlet, a sort of miniaturized flamethrower. He aims it upwards at the ceiling and it spreads across the top of the sewer, lighting the ceiling top on fire.

"Fire. The Martian's are weak against fire. The crafts are durable, and keep them safe from surface to air attacks."

"Oh, and by the way, we have a thing layer of flammable gas that stays at the top of the sewer ceiling. It's easily ignitable, and can only be deignited through a switch. This way, we can light the sewers on fire when we need to."

Bruce Wayne looked at the inferno above them.

"And that's how we knew you weren't Martians."

[rigel7soldiers]

"Fine. Then follow us."

Walter West stopped vibrating, making himself visible. He wore red glasses and a red suit with a yellow lightning bolt on it.

"Practice. Ha! Who needs practice?"

Bruce and Walter began to walk down the sewers, as the oblivious Martians traipsed overhead.

That attitude. That face, that hair. That bolt on the outfit. Don knew.

"Wally. Just.. real quick. Got any kids?"

Don never knew his father. Now, he saw his chance. It wasn't Wallace West, Kid Flash. But it may be the closest thind Don will ever find. He would have to make do.

[batnkevlar]

That attitude. That face, that hair. That bolt on the outfit. Don knew.

"Wally. Just.. real quick. Got any kids?"

Don never knew his father. Now, he saw his chance. It wasn't Wallace West, Kid Flash. But it may be the closest thind Don will ever find. He would have to make do.

Wally looked back at the gun toting cowboy.

"I did. The Martians took everything I had. Linda, and the twins. They don't care a damn about us. It's about time we cared a damn about ourselves."

Bruce pressed a button on the wall and a huge flame enveloped them all. But it was nothing but a hologram, meant to keep away nosy MArtians. They then descended into a huge underground bunker.

[The Question]

Our titanic taskmaster of tax exemption follows the black clad warrior into the bunker.

"Nice place. Although, it smells vaguely of dead. So, what're we gonna do with these Martian guys?"

[Harlekin]

"They will burn."

As they entered into the bunker, Hector Hall greeted them, already decked out in his Silver Scarab gear, holding his helmet. His once handsome face was old and showed the scars of battle. He was a man that had seen everybody he had ever loved, killed.

In his time, he had caused the massacre of multiple groups of Martians, thanks to the Nth metal that clothed his body. Together with a spare suit, it was the only suit he had. He slept with a solar flare under his bed, if he slept at all, and he was ready to kill on sight.

"Still picking up strays Wally?"

[twylight]

"They will burn."

Kara turned at the mans voice. An unaudible gasp came to her lips. Querl? No it was a man in a Silver outfit.
She caught her breath. Why was this happening? Why these...flashbacks?

"Still picking up strays Wally?"

Kara tilted her head up, proudly. There was nothing she wanted to do more than tell them they were here to save the most powerful man on earth.
However such information should be kept close until she was sure it was safe. If the Martians knew...Expecially Jonn. She knew what he was capable in her universe. There was no telling what he could do if he was evil.

"We are anything but 'strays'. She said inspected the man.


"Hector Hall?" She asked incredulous.

[Harlekin]

"That's the one." Hector Hall replied as he turned towards Supergirl, and immediately energy started glowing around his right hand. "Mind telling me how you knew that?" he said as he raised his hand towards Kara.

"And you better hope I like the answer."

[twylight]

"That's the one." He said turning towards her, energy glowing around his right hand.
"Mind telling me how you knew that?" He raised his hand towards her.

Kara rasied her eyebrow, a motion she realized she'd been uing a lot recently. Whatever that implied.

"And you better hope I like the answer."

Kara felt like rushing at him snd stopping just in front of him. Too close to be shot my his little magical cuff links. But she held back. Not knowing where the impetuous juvinile feeling was coming from.

She stood facing him.

"We're not from here. However where I am from there is a Hector Hall. I'd recognize him anywhere. Even if it wasn't him."

She smiled to break the ice and calm down the fires.

"These are my companions." She motioned to them allowing introductions.

She turned towards Bruce Wayne.
"Is there somewhere we could talk with you and your seconds. Privately?"

[Harlekin]

"Lyta?" Hector whispered as he looked over to Supergirl again. For now, he dropped his fist and looked over to Bruce and then to Kara's 'companions'.

They looked ridicilous.

OOC: Sorry about that. Planned silver, but for some reason I came with orange. I'll be editing my post, so if its not too much, Twy? Messed up there. Silver suits a lot better.

[batnkevlar]

"These are my companions." She motioned to them allowing introductions.

She turned towards Bruce Wayne.
"Is there somewhere we could talk with you and your seconds. Privately?"

"Of course."

Bruce led the four newcomers into a side room and closed the door after Hector Hall and Wally West and a new green man with fangs followed.

"What did you need?"

[rigel7soldiers]

Don spoke after w while. It was still sinking in. Those bastards killed them. Killed him. Don had a counterpart on this world, and he was dead. Dead. He will burn them all himself if he has to, they will pay for this infraction. They'll all pay."Quickly. Tell me where to find these Martians. And get me some damn matches. I'm going, and there ain't nobody gonna stop me. Tell me, NOW."

[The Question]

"Hold it, sparky. You can't just go rushing off without a battle plan. That'd be CRAZY! And I'M supposed to be the crazy one here."

[rigel7soldiers]

"Hold it, sparky. You can't just go rushing off without a battle plan. That'd be CRAZY! And I'M supposed to be the crazy one here."

"The Don from here is dead. They killed him. Killed me. I will not take this lying down. Why aren't you doing this? The big one already said that funny guy from here was dead... They killed my sister, and my mother (not mine, really, but as good as mine). What would you do?"

[The Question]

"The other version of me died. Well, sucks to be him, I guess. They didn't kill me. Just someone who looks, acts, and sounds exactly like me. Am I pissed? Hell yeah! Killing people all willy nilly aint cool. But I'm not going to do something stupid over it. Life's tought. Grab a helmet."

[Johnny Blaze]

"For once, I agree with the clown", spoke Savitar. The Lord of Motion had been hanging back for the past minute, going over scenarios and plans about what to do if things with this "resistance" group turn sour. If things did take a turn for the worse, they'd need to work together to escape, and that meant no one going on a solo mission. He had seen the look in the cowboy's eyes. It was a look Savitar once saw in the eyes of his greatest enemy before he killed him. The look of vengeance.

"You going off to take on the Martians by yourself is foolish. We still have no idea just what it is we are dealing with."

Savitar was about to say something, but he hesitated for a split second...

"Don."

"Thank you. I had forgotten his name."

"Don't mention it. And don't let him go off on some suicide mission."

"Do not worry, I will not let him throw his life away."

Savitar walked up to the cowboy, "Don...I see the look in your eye. I have seen it before. Revenge will not solve anything. It merely clouds the mind and makes one act rash. If it's Martian blood you are after, I would not worry. I believe we will have more than our fill of it before our mission on this world is done. Besides...if things turn dire here, we will need someone with your skills at our side."

[rigel7soldiers]

"Don't tell me waht to do, and we'll get along a lot better, alright? I don't need anybody watchin' over me, I can take care of myself. I'm not a baby, dammit. I'll be seventeen in the summer. I'll stand down. But it's 'case I want to, not because you said."

Don was rebellious. He has been for a while. He's been on his own for years, he never had to rely on anybody but himself... This will be a lesson in teamwork. In trust. In controlling his emotions. It'll be harder than anything he'll ever do.

[batnkevlar]

"Ok, here are my lieutenants:"

Wally West stands forward.

"Wally West is what I like to call a superspeedster. Nothing much there, since the Martians are also superfast, albeit slightly slower."

"A lot slower."

"Yeah. Ok."

Silver Scarab stands forward.

"Hector Hall, aka Silver Scarab, has his Nth metal armor. he can fly and fire solar energy. Don't mess with him. The solar energy give us an edge over the Martians. They're weak against fire."

The young man with green skin and fangs stands forward.

"This is Gar Logan, resident shapeshifter. He can shift into any animal his heart desires: dragons, elephants, even Martians. A good comrade to have on our side.

Any questions? Now, your turn."

[The Question]

Our high priced lawer of lubrication....


Okay, that one was kind of gross.


Anyway....


...steped in front of his comrads and struck a pose before the rebels.

"I am.....THE JESTER!!!! Comical king of crime busting! Laughable lord of the law! Delightful defender of decency! I don't gots no powers, but I'm funny. And I make a mean chili."

[twylight]

"Of course." Batman answer her request and lead them into a room. Hector Hall, Wally West and a green man with fangs joined them.
Kara studied the last man closely.

Gar?

"What did you need?" He asked.

Kara started to speak when Don broke in.

"Quickly. Tell me where to find these Martians. And get me some damn matches. I'm going, and there ain't nobody gonna stop me. Tell me, NOW."

Seems like he sent us with someone a little trigger happy. And who’s never met a Martian.
Memories of white Martians ran through her mind.

Kara stepped forward to voice her opinion to him and try to calm him down.
However the room began to flash. The people in it changing from adults she recognized to teens she had no names for.
It wasn’t a flash back. The room stayed steady however the people and background shifted. The figures changed almost like a strobe light. Voices garbled and mixed together causing her ears to ring. She grasped her stomach and gasped. She felt like she was being torn apart inside. It felt like it was only seconds.
However the next thing she heard was Bruce’s voice.

"Ok, here are my lieutenants:" He motioned towards Wally West.

"Wally West is what I like to call a superspeedster. Nothing much there, since the Martians are also superfast, albeit slightly slower."

"A lot slower." The speedster interjected.

Bruce ignored him and continued.
"Hector Hall, aka Silver Scarab, is a high level magik user. Don't mess with him. The magiks give us an edge over the Martians."

Kara looked around the room. It was normal, or seemed to be. She doubted anyone noticed her lapse, but it felt like she was literally standing between two worlds.
They were in the middle of introductions but she seemed to know what had been spoken of.

Finally he motioned towards the green man.
"This is Gar Logan, resident shapeshifter. He can shift into any animal his heart desires: dragons, elephants, even Martians. A good comrade to have on our side.

Kara smiled at Gar, though his look was substantially different from the Gar she knew, it was comforting to know that she knew this person closely in her universe. This universe didn’t seem that different from her own. Still the fact that things were so foreign kept her off balance.

Any questions? Now, your turn." he asked.


Kara allowed the clown introduce himself. Deciding to hold back her own introduction and an explanation of why they were there.

[Johnny Blaze]

Savitar stepped forward, straightened his posture, and spoke, "My name is Savitar, Master of All Things Speed and Lord of Motion."
He did not want to be rude, but he also didn't want to reveal too much to these people as he did not yet fully trust them.

"Nice, Savy...really humble."

"Come now, my friend...you would at least allow me some posturing?"

"Yeah, I got no problem with it. Just don't let it go to your head. Don't want to have any relapses now do we?

"Do not worry, my friend. My past is behind me. I am no longer the monster I once was."

"Don't worry, Savitar. I stopped doubting you as a hero many years ago. Despite what happened in the past...I'm glad that we've been able to put aside everything and work together."

"As am I, my friend. As am I."

[rigel7soldiers]

"Do I have to? 'Cause I'd really rather not."

a beat.

"Fine, dammit. If it really means that much to you, my name is Don West. And Don ain't short for nuthin', 's just Don. I've been called 'the Fastest Gun in the West,' and I'm sixteen. Folks got anything t' drink 'round here?"

[batnkevlar]

"Do I have to? 'Cause I'd really rather not."

a beat.

"Fine, dammit. If it really means that much to you, my name is Don West. And Don ain't short for nuthin', 's just Don. I've been called 'the Fastest Gun in the West,' and I'm sixteen. Folks got anything t' drink 'round here?"

"We don't exactly have ambrosia from the gods..."

"The gods don't love us here on Earth."

"I could turn into a cow and someone could milk me."

"What about you, lady?"

[twylight]

Kara floated in the air. As of yet she hadn't let her feet touch the ground, she'd just been floating an inch above it.
She left herself down, landing on the ground and remained still as tall as most of the men.

"I'm Superwoman, cousin of Superman." She said flatly. This Universe didn't seem to have anything to compare her too since Superman had not yet reach earth. She hesitated taking this into account before continuing.

"I'm the last daughter of the world Krypton."

She paused before continuing.
"We," Kara motioned to her companions. "are here to make sure that the counterpart to my universe's Superman arrives on your universes Earth and falls into the right hands.
He will arrive as a child and must not be taken by the Martians."

[rigel7soldiers]

Kara floated in the air. As of yet she hadn't let her feet touch the ground, she'd just been floating an inch above it.
She left herself down, landing on the ground and remained still as tall as most of the men.

"I'm Superwoman, cousin of Superman." She said flatly. This Universe didn't seem to have anything to compare her too since Superman had not yet reach earth. She hesitated taking this into account before continuing.

"I'm the last daughter of the world Krypton."

She paused before continuing.
"We," Kara motioned to her companions. "are here to make sure that the counterpart to my universe's Superman arrives on your universes Earth and falls into the right hands.
He will arrive as a child and must not be taken by the Martians."

"Hm. Well, now that we;ve told them about that... Wally, could you come over here for a second? We need to talk."

[twylight]

Kara held up her hand and turned to Don.

"I know Superman and I don't exist where you're from.
However one of my powers is super-hearing. Be assured that if you plan anything that could jeopardize our mission I will hear it." She said levelly

[batnkevlar]

"Hm. Well, now that we;ve told them about that... Wally, could you come over here for a second? We need to talk."

"Yes, of course. What do you need?"

Suddenly, they were out in Antarctica so they couold talk privately.

[batnkevlar]

Kara held up her hand and turned to Don.

"I know Superman and I don't exist where you're from.
However one of my powers is super-hearing. Be assured that if you plan anything that could jeopardize our mission I will hear it." She said levelly

Suddenly Wally and Don were gone. Superspeed. What a power.

"Superman? This being, is he like you?"

[twylight]

"Superman? This being, is he like you?"

Kara glared at the spot Don had been in. SHe knew he heard her but she would have liked an aknowledgement.

She turned her attention back to Batman.

"He has all the same powers I do, yes. We're from a now destroyed planet know as Krypton. He won't have these powers when he arrives. He'll be just a baby. It's important that he get's taken the the Kents in Kansas to be raised and is NOT captured by the Martians."

[The Question]

"Yeah. From what I saw when a version of Superman was in my world, he's pretty much a Martian, but without the shapeshifting or psychic powers, and no weakness to fire."

The Jester turns to the rest of the rebels.

"Oh, and in case you guys are so completely stupid that you haven't guessed by now, we're all from other universes."

[rigel7soldiers]

"Yes, of course. What do you need?"

Suddenly, they were out in Antarctica so they couold talk privately.

"You heard Superwoman.. we're from different Earths. I... On another earth, the one I'm from... Wally West was my father. I... killed him. I swear, I didn't know! He told me before he died. And a man doesn't lie on his deathbed. If it makes you feel any better, I cried for him. I cried a lot. I stayed out there, and I prayed, for three days.

He murdered Marshall Barry Allen,the man I thought was my father, until...

For what it's worth, I'm your son. I'm sorry."

Don fell to his knees. He killed his own father. Kid's got some dady issues.-

[batnkevlar]

"Superman? This being, is he like you?"

Kara glared at the spot Don had been in. SHe knew he heard her but she would have liked an aknowledgement.

She turned her attention back to Batman.

"He has all the same powers I do, yes. We're from a now destroyed planet know as Krypton. He won't have these powers when he arrives. He'll be just a baby. It's important that he get's taken the the Kents in Kansas to be raised and is NOT captured by the Martians."

Bruce Wayne laughed. he walked and opened the door heading out to the main hall of rebels.

"A baby? Then what importance could a baby be?"

Bruce turned and looked off the balcony at his followers below him.

"Kansas?"

His followers laugh.

"There hasn't been a Kansas for 50 years. So good luck on finidng this Dent family of yours."

[twylight]

"A baby? Then what importance could a baby be?"

"Kansas?"

"There hasn't been a Kansas for 50 years. So good luck on finidng this Dent family of yours."

Kara clenched her fists, her hormones raging.

"What importance is a baby?" She hissed through her teeth. She didn't have time to play games, and the feelings that her Batman gave her so often before his death boiled to the surface. He'd never understood Diana and not even Clark.

She became a blue blur in a second and had grabbed Bruce by the neck flying up a few feet off the ground. Her eyes burning red and her cape flowing behind her as it de-accelerated.

She turned her head and burned a shallow trench in the ground in front of his followers.

"You've had multiple broken arms and legs and your body is adorned with multiple scars." She said her voice low.
"This..baby could save your pitiful lives. I suggest that if you don't wish to help us you at least abstain from the patronizing tone of voice you love Bruce Wayne." She tightend her grip slightly before dropping him to the ground.

Realization flashed in her mind at what she'd just done. She'd abused her power... a sickly sweet feeling churned in her stomach. But she fought it down, keeping her chin high and her feet off the ground.

[batnkevlar]

"You heard Superwoman.. we're from different Earths. I... On another earth, the one I'm from... Wally West was my father. I... killed him. I swear, I didn't know! He told me before he died. And a man doesn't lie on his deathbed. If it makes you feel any better, I cried for him. I cried a lot. I stayed out there, and I prayed, for three days.

He murdered Marshall Barry Allen,the man I thought was my father, until...

For what it's worth, I'm your son. I'm sorry."

Don fell to his knees. He killed his own father. Kid's got some dady issues.-

Wally looked at him, through his mask. He looked at the kneeling boy. He pulled of his mask. Underneath was the face of a 38 year old Wally West, sporting a crewcut and moustache. He knelt beside Don.

"For what it's worth, I love you, son."

Wally, with tears down his face, hugged his son , who he had thought he had lost years ago.

[batnkevlar]

"A baby? Then what importance could a baby be?"

"Kansas?"

"There hasn't been a Kansas for 50 years. So good luck on finidng this Dent family of yours."

Kara clenched her fists, her hormones raging.

"What importance is a baby?" She hissed through her teeth. She didn't have time to play games, and the feelings that her Batman gave her so often before his death boiled to the surface. He'd never understood Diana and not even Clark.

She became a blue blur in a second and had grabbed Bruce by the neck flying up a few feet off the ground. Her eyes burning red and her cape flowing behind her as it de-accelerated.

She turned her head and burned a shallow trench in the ground in front of his followers.

"You've had multiple broken arms and legs and your body is adorned with multiple scars." She said her voice low.
"This..baby could save your pitiful lives. I suggest that if you don't wish to help us you at least abstain from the patronizing tone of voice you love Bruce Wayne." She tightend her grip slightly before dropping him to the ground.

Realization flashed in her mind at what she'd just done. She'd abused her power... a sickly sweet feeling churned in her stomach. But she fought it down, keeping her chin high and her feet off the ground.

"Get out. I have led my people against the Martians for years. I don't need to take this from the likes of you newcomers. Go out and experience the Martians for yourself."

Bruce opened the front door.

"For what it's worth, I hope you find what you're looking for."

Bruce spat blood on the floor.

"Now get the Hell out of my cave."

[The Question]

Our reclusive renoir of radiation begins to walk to the door.

"Jeez. No matter what universe we go to, he's STILL the grumpyest person to walk the face of the Earth."

As he reaches the door, our titanic teetoler of testicular cancer leans in close to Bruce Wayn to deliver the most urgent of observations.

"By the way, she SO owned you right there."

[twylight]

"Get out. I have led my people against the Martians for years. I don't need to take this from the likes of you newcomers. Go out and experience the Martians for yourself."

"We are far more experienced than you think Bruce Wayne." KAra said bittingly trying to keep the sick feeling down.
Memories of the Martians in her own universe made her stomach turn.

"For what it's worth, I hope you find what you're looking for."

"Now get the Hell out of my cave."

She turned and flew out, not waiting for her team mates, she was half way out of the tunnels when she felt the urge to punch a hole in the wall.
She did. Keeping her strength to a minimum she planted a few punches into the concrete walls. They posed no threat to the startegic quality of the place however they should serve as a reminder of true power.

Reaching the end of the sewer she blasted out into the air. She flew a little distance before landing on her knees and threw-up. The heaves shook her frame and tears came to her eyes. She knelt there her hands grabbing the ground as it gave way to her powers.

The fool. The fool.

Was she really so angry at him? or was it just her? Was she just angry at this whole set up?
Her heaves stopped and she tore a piece of cloth from her cape, wiped her mouth off and buried the clothe.

She imagined her husbands arms around her and closed her eyes. Bringing her hand up to wipe away her tears.
Standing up she dusted herself off and flew back to the sewer opening. Trying to piece out her next move. She doubted Savitar would be happy with her conduct and there was still the matter of finding Don.

[The Question]

Our hero bounces along the sewer.

"That lousy rat! Why I oughtta.... I'll pulverive 'im! I'll moidalate 'im!"

He reaches the sewer opening and sees Superwoman.

"I have a question. Does every guy with the last name Wayne in the multiverse have to be an anti social prick?"

[twylight]

Kara laughed, a happy, pure laugh.
The clowns comment, which really wasn't that funny, somehow released all the tension she had.

She stopped herself and landed next to him.

"Well, I suppose we are on our own." She said looking around.

[Johnny Blaze]

"Yes, it appears to be so", said Savitar as he shook his head.
They had met with an underground resistance group on this ruined planet, but their meeting did not go over too well. A few snide comments from both sides and Savitar and his teammates found themselves back on their own again. And to compound things, the Flash of this world ran off with the boy called Don.
Things were definitely not looking too well.

"Well, the clown did have a point. Bruce Wayne, in any reality, is an *******", said his Conscience to try and lighten his mood.

Savitar chuckled, "Yes, it is a comfort to know that wherever you go in this multiverse, Bruce will always be an 'anti-social prick'."

Savitar turned to the others, "Before we plan our next course of action, I suggest we find out where this world's Flash took the cowboy and find a temporary base of operations for us to use while we are stuck on this world."

[twylight]

Kara nodded

"As adverse as I am to splitting up you could go one way and I the other. I'd be more than willing to carry the Jester." SHe suggested not really wanting to think at the moment.

The Martians would catch sight of them anyway they figured it. Why did he feel the need to run off?
She pursed her lips. When she got her hands on him...

[batnkevlar]

BWOOP BWOOP

A deafening siren peirced the sky as a huge Martian spacecraft floated there way from the direction of the horizon...

[rigel7soldiers]

"We should get back. They might need us..."

Don wasn't acting like himself. He was... worrying about other people. Strange, innit?

[batnkevlar]

"We should get back. They might need us..."

Don wasn't acting like himself. He was... worrying about other people. Strange, innit?

"Maybe... son," Wally replied.

"Can you run?"

[The Question]

The Harlequin Hero of Hapinstance notices a large space craft on the horizon. His eyes widen in shock.

"Uhhhh, guys?"

He points to the ship. It is monsterous in size. Like, you ever see Independance day? Like that.

"Are we boned?"

[rigel7soldiers]

"Maybe... son," Wally replied.

"Can you run?"

"Yeah. Just don't know which way to go. I'll have to follow you... Pa."

[batnkevlar]

"Yeah. Just don't know which way to go. I'll have to follow you... Pa."

Wally smiled. This was the son he never had. He was a father again.

"Sure... if you can keep up."

With that, Wally ran towards America...

[rigel7soldiers]

Wally smiled. This was the son he never had. He was a father again.

"Sure... if you can keep up."

With that, Wally ran towards America...

"Can birds fly?... That means 'yes.'"

With that, he followed. This was turning out okay after all. Don was beginning to rethink his initial "eternal torment" theory.

[twylight]

"Are we boned?"

"Get DOWN!" Kara hissed.

She knew that wouldn't make much difference but it kept them out of view and made her feel strangely safe.
She ducked behind a dirt pile her back against it. Twisting her head she could see the ship just behind her and over her head.
Her mind raced.

"Okay, one person can fly, me; two with speed Savitar and Don; One with....." Kara glanced over at the clown.
"What exactly do you do?"

[The Question]

Our hero took out a large, comically painted stick of dynamite.

"I make things go boom."

[twylight]

"I make things go boom."

"Great.."

"Look, we get out of here and fight another day. Or we can try to fight them now." She glanced at Savitar.

[Johnny Blaze]

"My experience with the Martians from my world is minor, but I know that each is a powerful foe that should not be underestimated."

Savitar continued, "And, logic would dictate that a craft that size must house at least a hundred Martians. If we fight, we'd be dead in less than a minute. Hiding from them and reconnaissance would still be our best course of action. Besides, our goal lies in Kansas, not Gotham."

Savitar produced three small devices and he quickly gave one to Kryptonian and the clown.
"These are telepathic blockers that I...borrowed from the Bat while we were his guests."

[twylight]

"My experience with the Martians from my world is minor, but I know that each is a powerful foe that should not be underestimated."

"And, logic would dictate that a craft that size must house at least a hundred Martians. If we fight, we'd be dead in less than a minute. Hiding from them and reconnaissance would still be our best course of action. Besides, our goal lies in Kansas, not Gotham."


"These are telepathic blockers that I...borrowed from the Bat while we were his guests."

Kara nodded she didn't really need the advice, however to make it not look like she was seizing control it was important to include the others. She smiled to herself mentally thinking Dian for teaching her diplomacy.
She took the blocker and put it on.

"Perfect." She smiled at him, not letting on that she'd heard him swip them.

"Now we just need to find our cowboy bubby." she gritted her teeth.
"And see what happened to Kansas."

[The Question]

The theird world thesbian of thanotology put the telepathic blocker on his head.

"So, we going on a road trip or not?"

[batnkevlar]

*Spotlights erupted from the hull of the spacecraft, in order to find those who blocked themselves from telepathy...*

[twylight]

OOC- You really want us to deal with it huh? :p I have to point out that this thing is HUGE and only Supergirl could *somewhat* withstand an attack..

IC:

The light flooded over her and she gave into a swear word even her husband would be shocked to hear.
"We do not have time for this."
"RUN!" She grabbed the clown and flew up into the air in a blue and red flash. She kept her ears open for the sound of Savitars footsteps and focused her laser vison on the hull of the ship.

[Johnny Blaze]

OOC- You really want us to deal with it huh? :p I have to point out that this thing is HUGE and only Supergirl could *somewhat* withstand an attack..

IC:

The light flooded over her and she gave into a swear word even her husband would be shocked to hear.
"We do not have time for this."
"RUN!" She grabbed the clown and flew up into the air in a blue and red flash. She kept her ears open for the sound of Savitars footsteps and focused her laser vison on the hull of the ship.
Savitar was gone before she finished the word "RUN".
He sped up the vibrations of his molecules, making himself not only intangible, but invisible as well. He slowed down enough to let Superwoman take the lead and he slowly followed behind her.

OOC: Only Supergirl could stand an attack? You don't know Savitar very well. Guy can punk the Flash's ass like it's nobody's business. Only thing he'd have to worry about is the telepathy, and the blockers he stole take care of that. :D

[twylight]

OOC: I meant in terms of offense..not much an earthbound speed lord can do against air strikes. :p Unless you grow wings. ;)
Umm..does anyone know exactly what we are doing..?

[The Question]

OOC: Getting killed?

IC:

"I have a pretty good feeling that this answers my question of weather or not we're boned"

Our hero ponders the situation. Finally, a plan emerges.

"You know, there are all sorts of caves underneath Gotham. At least, there are in my world. Caverns that run under the whole city. I found one of 'em back during my stay in Arkham. And they're full of all sorts of stuff. Water. Bones. Oil. I'm sure some of them have methane deposits. You have heat vision. Martians hate fire. Distraction, mabey?"

[batnkevlar]

*Martians crawled out from the craft and started flying towards the ground like bats out of Hell. They were an army of creatures, gods perhaps. To fight them would be suicide.*

[twylight]

OOC: Yeah Noooooo kidding. :( We're just gonna run away....Okay the last part between ' ' can be removed if I went to fast. Sorry for treating you like a rag doll Question. :( I'm bunnying away like crazy.


IC:

Kara's eyes went wide at the sight of what looked like ants pouring out of the ship.
She alternatly focused her laser and heat vision at the martians, causing them to plummet to the ground in flames.

She listened to the Clown.

"Hmm..maybe this guy is smarter than he looks."

She instantly used her X-ray vision to find the tunnels.
She was shocked at the number of humans she found in them. They huddled in the corners of the dirty caves.
"No time for that now."

Locating an isolated pocket of gas, near the place the Martians were aiming for, she focused her heat vision on it, causing the gas to burst into flames. "That's a...."
Dropping the clown on the ground behind a pile of rubble Kara flew up into the air, dodging and burning Martians.
Flying up high enough she left herself drop. Coming down on the heated rock with her heels. Fire erupted around her as rock gave way and the flames came through the caved in ceiling. They licked at the life giving oxygen they were given, changing their advance from inside the cave to outside. Flying out through the flames Kara payed no attention to the Martians before scooping up the Clown and flying off.

"...Great idea." she said winking.

' She flew a distance away before spying some holes in the ground.
"There.." She said, checking them for people. No one was in the surrounding areas.
She lowered herself and the clown into one of them.'

[rigel7soldiers]

After a while, Don found them again. The party started without him. He saw them.

All of them. They were right in front of him. He would be a fool not to take this opportunity.

To run back to that Wayne character and beg for backup.

[twylight]

Kara waited before looking around.
she walked a little down the tunnel, her eyes scanning the roof above her. She was under what used to have been a clothing store of some sort. Clothes were compressed into the ground and under rocks and rubble. Finding a pocket of clean clothes she flew up to the ceiling and punched her hand through the ceiling.
The tunnels seemed sturdy enough to withstand it.
Dirt fell down on top of her, dotting her blonde hair with brown. She dug up under the cothes and pulled down some things. Before landing on the ground next to the pile.

Digging through them she found a pair of jeans and a loose pheasent style top. She slipped the jeans on over her outfit, took off her cape and pulled the top over her head. She picked out a scarf to match and tied it around her hair. Picking up what looked like a messanger bag she stuffed her cape into it before slinging the bag across her body.
She glanced down at her feet peeking out of the jeans. They were covered in blue from her costumes built in shoes.
"They don't have Superhero 101 courses on the importance of practical costumes." She thought grudgingly.

Lifting her eyes and floating a little to the left she spied a clump of shoes. She looked at her dirty hand before sighing and pushing it into the ceiling. Again dirt and rock rained down on her, before she pulled out a pair of boots that she'd spied were her size.

She landed and sat down, pulling the boots on. Bending in half she couldn't help but think about the small being growing inside her.
"Sorry honey. Momma didn't think she'd be going on a field trip." Tying the laces she leaned against the back wall and tilted her head up, staring at the ceiling. This time without any special vision. All she could see was the dark soil and rock that lay above her. Who knew what was awaiting them above the layer of rock and rubble.
"Oh Bart..." she whispered. She brushed away tears, stood up and walked back to the others.

[The Question]

"Go shopin', super lady? Lemme guess. We're going incogneto, right? Well, I hate to break it too you, but green haired albinos like myself tend to stick out in a croud."

Our heroic harbenger of hellium bounces over to Superwoman.

"Not that I'm complaining. It's just that if we're going to be flying below the radar, I'll be needing myself a makeup kit."

Our hero leans in close to Superwoman, flashes a big, toothy grin, and points at himself.

"Time for this clown to go and get himself made over."

[twylight]

Kara smiled

"I kinda figured a primary colored outfit of blue and red would stick out just a little. They don't exactly tell you to plan for undercover stuff in Superheroing 101. If you need help finding stuff I'll help"

She turned and looked up through the hole.

"I wonder where everyone else is."

[The Question]

"Ah, you know speedsters. Always doing fifty different things at once. As for me, I'll be needing some cloths, some hair dye, and some theatre make up. With the cloths, I'm thinking something fancy. Preferably in purple. I mean, a psychologically disturbed vigilante should always look his best, even when going under cover in an atemps to make sure evil invading aliens don't get their hands on a super powerful baby and thus avert the apokolypse."

[Johnny Blaze]

Kara smiled

"I kinda figured a primary colored outfit of blue and red would stick out just a little. They don't exactly tell you to plan for undercover stuff in Superheroing 101. If you need help finding stuff I'll help"

She turned and looked up through the hole.

"I wonder where everyone else is."
"Right here", said Savitar as he stopped his vibrations, making himself visible and tangible once again.

"I had to make sure none of the Martians survived your attack."

"And, I must say, what a clever attack it was", said Savitar with a respectable nod of his head.

[twylight]

"Right here"

"Ah, you know speedsters. Always doing fifty different things at once."

"Don't I.." she thought back to Bart. Luckally she'd been able to keep up with him all those times....she quickly stopped thinking of that and focused back on the clown.


"As for me, I'll be needing some cloths, some hair dye, and some theatre make up. With the cloths, I'm thinking something fancy. Preferably in purple. I mean, a psychologically disturbed vigilante should always look his best, even when going under cover in an atemps to make sure evil invading aliens don't get their hands on a super powerful baby and thus avert the apokolypse."

Kara nodded.
"Got it."



"I had to make sure none of the Martians survived your attack."

"And, I must say, what a clever attack it was"

"Thank you, however I wouldn't have been able to do it with out The Jester." She smiled.
"Have you seen Don?" She asked as she started down the hall looking for clothes for the clown.

She came back with some clothes in muted purple tones.

"We might have to find the hair dy somewhere else. However these tunnels go on for quite a while."

[The Question]

Our hero lightly struts over to Superwoman.

"Thankyou."

He takes the cloths from her, and goes to find a dark corner in which to change.

[Johnny Blaze]

"Right here"

"Ah, you know speedsters. Always doing fifty different things at once."

"Don't I.." she thought back to Bart. Luckally she'd been able to keep up with him all those times....she quickly stopped thinking of that and focused back on the clown.


"As for me, I'll be needing some cloths, some hair dye, and some theatre make up. With the cloths, I'm thinking something fancy. Preferably in purple. I mean, a psychologically disturbed vigilante should always look his best, even when going under cover in an atemps to make sure evil invading aliens don't get their hands on a super powerful baby and thus avert the apokolypse."

Kara nodded.
"Got it."



"I had to make sure none of the Martians survived your attack."

"And, I must say, what a clever attack it was"

"Thank you, however I wouldn't have been able to do it with out The Jester." She smiled.
"Have you seen Don?" She asked as she started down the hall looking for clothes for the clown.

She came back with some clothes in muted purple tones.

"We might have to find the hair dy somewhere else. However these tunnels go on for quite a while." "Oh, so it was the clown's idea?"
Savitar looked to the Jester, "Hmm, maybe you'll actually prove to be of some use after all."
He still didn't trust the clown. After all, the person on his world who wore that face was a homicidal maniac who killed thousands of people. He may be his teammate, but it would take some time for Savitar to begin to form some trust for him.

"Yeah, don't worry, Sav...I'm still warry of him too. I say we just keep an eye on him. Hopefully, he proves us both wrong and actually is what he claims to be: a hero."

Savitar was brought back from his thoughts by Superwoman's question.
"No, I regret to say I have not seen Don. I checked the entire state as well, but he, apparently, is not here."

[twylight]

Kara shook her head.

"Perfect, we don't know where he is and we have no way of contacting him."

She glanced at Savitar.
"You might want to change your clothes. If we're going to travel under the radar we might as well go all out."

[Johnny Blaze]

Kara shook her head.

"Perfect, we don't know where he is and we have no way of contacting him."

She glanced at Savitar.
"You might want to change your clothes. If we're going to travel under the radar we might as well go all out."
Savitar thought about it for a relative minute, and disappeared for not even a second.
Coming back in a flash, Savitar had on some tattered jeans, an old collared shirt, and a thick and torn, light brown leather jacket on. His normally wild hair was also pulled back in a neat pony tail.

[The Question]

Our hero walks back several minutes later wearing a light purple sport coat, purple pants, a white colared shirt, and a pair of brown shoes. He carries his gear in a bundle in his arms.


He walks up to Savitar.


"Savy. Darling. Would you mind dashing down to the corner store and picking up a few essentials I really need some hair and skin products oh and some blue contact lenses if you can find them thanks I apreciate it buh bye now."

[Johnny Blaze]

Our hero walks back several minutes later wearing a light purple sport coat, purple pants, a white colared shirt, and a pair of brown shoes. He carries his gear in a bundle in his arms.


He walks up to Savitar.


"Savy. Darling. Would you mind dashing down to the corner store and picking up a few essentials I really need some hair and skind products oh and some blue contact lenses if you can finde them thanks I apreciate it buh bye now."
Savitar glared at the clown for a few seconds, before disappearing and reappearing seconds later with some makeup to cover the Jester's appearance.

"For the future...Jester, choose your words a bit more carefully."

[The Question]

"Than ye, laddie!"

Our hero takes the supplies from Savitar, goes back into the corner, and applies the make up. Moments later, he steps out looking......well.....normal.

For the future, narrator guy, choose your words a bit more carefully.

Yes, sir.

Good boy. Have a cookie.

What kind?

Oatmeal.

But......i like chocolate chip :(

Well, sucks to be you, then. Now, get back to work.

itreallywouldn'thurttotakewhatkindofcookiesilikein toconsideration:mad: Yes, sir.

Our hero walks over to his compatriots.

"Lady. Gentleman. Let's go SEXIN'!!!!!"

The magnificent majistrate of miners stands there for a few moments. Finally, he speaks.

"So, how exactly are we getting to Kansas without drawing atention to ourselves?"

[batnkevlar]

"Than ye, laddie!"

Our hero takes the supplies from Savitar, goes back into the corner, and applies the make up. Moments later, he steps out looking......well.....normal.

For the future, narrator guy, choose your words a bit more carefully.

Yes, sir.

Good boy. Have a cookie.

What kind?

Oatmeal.

But......i like chocolate chip :(

Well, sucks to be you, then. Now, get back to work.

itreallywouldn'thurttotakewhatkindofcookiesilikein toconsideration:mad: Yes, sir.

Our hero walks over to his compatriots.

"Lady. Gentleman. Let's go SEXIN'!!!!!"

The magnificent majistrate of miners stands there for a few moments. Finally, he speaks.

"So, how exactly are we getting to Kansas without drawing atention to ourselves?"

Wally and Don finally find their compatriots. They slow down quickly.

"You need a ride? But then again, there's not much to see in Kansas..."

[rigel7soldiers]

"Wait.. Kansas. Huh. Kansas really hold up against that invasion thing? Also, did I leave a t a bad time?"

[twylight]

Kara ignored her teammates.
" We have to have a plan of some sort. Batman said Kansas isn't there anymore. What did he mean? is it inhabitable? If so then where would Clark land?"

"Lady. Gentleman. Let's go SEXIN'!!!!!"

Kara raised her eyebrow.

"As the only female on this team.."

"So, how exactly are we getting to Kansas without drawing atention to ourselves?"

"Well, Batman didn't exactly speak in specifics. However if Kansas is 'gone' that must mean its un inhabited or uninhabitable. Either way, we have to go there and look."

She paused.

"That shouldn't be too hard, we have two speedsters and me. We can get there in a flash." She smiled to herself at the pun before realizing none of her teammates caught on.

"You need a ride? But then again, there's not much to see in Kansas..."

Kara glanced up as the two speedsters came into the room.
"Make that three.." She glared at them, neither one knowing the full potential of her powers. It was insulting to think that they would need to give her a lift.
She bit her lip.
"Settle down Kara. You aren't Diana."

"Wait.. Kansas. Huh. Kansas really hold up against that invasion thing? Also, did I leave at a bad time?"

That was it.
"No, we were just about to have tea an crimpets when this universes sorry excuse for a Batman 'threw us out.'" She let out a bitter laugh at the irony of a human throwing out Superwoman.
She stepped forward, her face stern.
"If you ever leave this team again, I will personally see to it that you have two broken legs." She raced to the back of the two speedsters and flicked their heads and came back to standing in front of Don before either of them blinked an eye.

"I might not be the leader, but you will not put the rest of the team in jepordy again." she started at him.

"Do you have damper on?"

[batnkevlar]

Kara ignored her teammates.
" We have to have a plan of some sort. Batman said Kansas isn't there anymore. What did he mean? is it inhabitable? If so then where would Clark land?"

"Lady. Gentleman. Let's go SEXIN'!!!!!"

Kara raised her eyebrow.

"As the only female on this team.."

"So, how exactly are we getting to Kansas without drawing atention to ourselves?"

"Well, Batman didn't exactly speak in specifics. However if Kansas is 'gone' that must mean its un inhabited or uninhabitable. Either way, we have to go there and look."

She paused.

"That shouldn't be too hard, we have two speedsters and me. We can get there in a flash." She smiled to herself at the pun before realizing none of her teammates caught on.

"You need a ride? But then again, there's not much to see in Kansas..."

Kara glanced up as the two speedsters came into the room.
"Make that three.." She glared at them, neither one knowing the full potential of her powers. It was insulting to think that they would need to give her a lift.
She bit her lip.
"Settle down Kara. You aren't Diana."

"Wait.. Kansas. Huh. Kansas really hold up against that invasion thing? Also, did I leave at a bad time?"

That was it.
"No, we were just about to have tea an crimpets when this universes sorry excuse for a Batman 'threw us out.'" She let out a bitter laugh at the irony of a human throwing out Superwoman.
She stepped forward, her face stern.
"If you ever leave this team again, I will personally see to it that you have two broken legs." She raced to the back of the two speedsters and flicked their heads and came back to standing in front of Don before either of them blinked an eye.

"I might not be the leader, but you will not put the rest of the team in jepordy again." she started at him.

"Do you have damper on?"

"I gave him one a long time ago. Around two seconds."

Wally looked at everyone.

"Why Kansas? There's nothing to see in Kansas. It's barren."

[The Question]

"Well, from what I gather, one of the most powerful metahumans on the planet is about to arrive in Kansas, and we have to make sure he doesn't get picked up by the Martians. And super lady, since when were you not the leader?"

[rigel7soldiers]

Kara ignored her teammates.
" We have to have a plan of some sort. Batman said Kansas isn't there anymore. What did he mean? is it inhabitable? If so then where would Clark land?"

"Lady. Gentleman. Let's go SEXIN'!!!!!"

Kara raised her eyebrow.

"As the only female on this team.."

"So, how exactly are we getting to Kansas without drawing atention to ourselves?"

"Well, Batman didn't exactly speak in specifics. However if Kansas is 'gone' that must mean its un inhabited or uninhabitable. Either way, we have to go there and look."

She paused.

"That shouldn't be too hard, we have two speedsters and me. We can get there in a flash." She smiled to herself at the pun before realizing none of her teammates caught on.

"You need a ride? But then again, there's not much to see in Kansas..."

Kara glanced up as the two speedsters came into the room.
"Make that three.." She glared at them, neither one knowing the full potential of her powers. It was insulting to think that they would need to give her a lift.
She bit her lip.
"Settle down Kara. You aren't Diana."

"Wait.. Kansas. Huh. Kansas really hold up against that invasion thing? Also, did I leave at a bad time?"

That was it.
"No, we were just about to have tea an crimpets when this universes sorry excuse for a Batman 'threw us out.'" She let out a bitter laugh at the irony of a human throwing out Superwoman.
She stepped forward, her face stern.
"If you ever leave this team again, I will personally see to it that you have two broken legs." She raced to the back of the two speedsters and flicked their heads and came back to standing in front of Don before either of them blinked an eye.

"I might not be the leader, but you will not put the rest of the team in jepordy again." she started at him.

"Do you have damper on?"

"Fine. Whatever. Because, if you remember, I can manipulate fire, and thus am crucial to this mission. Note sarcasm. Oh, and that broken legs thing... keep dreamin'. I'm willing to follow you to the ends of the Earth. But don't talk like you're better than me. I guess you want me to tell you why I left..."

Don wasn't always this bold. But he did not like being bossed around. He was wrong to talk to her like that, but still... There's no point in making threats.

[twylight]

"I don't care why you left; it was obviously for personal reasons. But I do care that by leaving you split the team up. If you're caught by the Martians you would compromise this whole mission. They would know we're here and they will find out why. You might laugh at being caught, but this isn't the old west."

Kara turned away, she felt like she was with a bunch of Teen Titan recruits.
She looked sideways at Savitar, okay maybe not all of them made her feel that way.

She sighed and put a hand to her stomach. Nausea was creeping over her and she didn’t have time for it.

“Don’t have time for your own child? Already Kara?” She chided herself, her conscience always had Barts voice. She wondered what Bart was doing.
“Probably circling the world a dozen times over to find me. He might have even talked Kyle into taking him on a space trip. What are Clark and Conner doing?” Conner had probably come out of his ‘retirement’ as he called it, after she’d been found missing.

"If they even know I'm gone."

She thanked Gaia that the frequency of her visions had tapered off. In fact she’d hardly thought of them at all. Save for the one that had happened with Batman. Was it something about this Universe?

[rigel7soldiers]

"I don't care why you left; it was obviously for personal reasons. But I do care that by leaving you split the team up. If you're caught by the Martians you would compromise this whole mission. They would know we're here and they will find out why. You might laugh at being caught, but this isn't the old west."

"Oh, come off it. Yer actin' like I don't have any sense. The mission is everything. And if they do capture me: suicide is painless, I hear. You.... you remind me of my (actual) father, Kara. I respect you. I... I have more to say, but it can wait. I'm sorry."

[twylight]

Kara turned back around and sighed.

"For what it's worth I'm sorry as well. This is just a bit personel. In my universe and possibly in this one as well this...child..is my cousin. As for suicide, I will not accept that as an option at all. You will not be captured. I refuse to have a death on Kal's hands before he's even an adult." She looked around the room.
"He is more powerful than almost all of you combined and if the Martians capture him...." She trailed off, thinking.

"We have to get moving and form a plan."

OOC: Umm...what now..?

[Johnny Blaze]

"Well then", Savitar chimed in, "I suggest we start moving towards Smallville, Kansas, and start moving quickly."

"After all", continued Savitar as he looked at Superwoman, "we do not want your 'cousin' to fall into Martian hands."

[The Question]

"Alright. Oh, and if we pass a grocery store on the way by, I'll need to stop and pick up a few supplies."

[twylight]

Kara nodded, scooped the clown up and flew into the air.

"Don you might want to change."

"Everyone, be careful who you talk too. Martians are shape shifters, so we'll stay away from any human contact just in case. If there are any undercover Martians they will be able to pick us out because of the dampers."

She paused and looked at them.

"Let's go." She lifted into the air. Flying towards the hole she used her X-ray vision to make sure there weren't any suprises waiting.
She exploded into the dim drab sunlight, scanning the horizon with her telescopic vision.

"We should have clear sailing"

[SuperFerret]

"Master, our troops have been decimated." the young human female stated, her voice robotic and monotone.

General J'onn J'onnz looked at his human messenger in disdain.

She was once one of Bruce Wayne's human resistance fighters. A truly competant opponent, able in physical combat as well as having the ability to emit a sonic assault on her enemies. Yet it was still childs play to dominate her once Wayne's infernal psychic blockers were removed.

He was not happy with her news, though it was not news to him. He had been in telepathic contact with the commander of that battalion. He knew of the new foes he was presented with, and saw the destructive potential the yellow haired female had. She was nearly Martian in her abilities, though J'onnz could sense no telepathy in her. She was something new. They all were, these new soldiers in an ageless war.

J'onn J'onnz pondered this turn of events. Something must be done.

"Slave," he addressed the human female, "tear out your hair."

And she did.

[twylight]

Kara flew low to the ground. They couldn't sense them telepathically and their scanners might not pick them up this low.

"I can't believe I'm doing this. This makes no sense"

She surveyed the land in front of her. Picking out rivers and streams as landmarks. Landmarks that hardly resembled the ones she knew so well. She flew on, keeping her speed down for the sake of her passenger.

Within 20 minutes she landed.

"Here we are."

[The Question]

Our hero lets go of Superwoman and looks around at his bleak surropundings.

"Well. This place certainly looks like ass."

He turns back to his brightly colored compatriots.

"I'm a-guessin' we should go a-lookin' for a city or something."

[Johnny Blaze]

"That would be the wisest course of action, but we should be discreet about it", said Savitar as he looked around the barren land that was once Kansas.

"We do not want to draw unneeded attention to ourselves afterall."

[twylight]

Kara sat down and looked around. Her mind reeling with thought.

"Darn it!" She punched the ground, causing a small doll-sized crater next to her.

"I don't even know what we are looking for, or what signs we are supposed to have."

[Johnny Blaze]

"Well, under normal circumstances, I would suggest that you fly into orbit and use your Kryptonian vision to see if you can see your...cousin's space craft. But, that would also likely compromise our position and we'd then soon be swimming in Martians."

[The Question]

"Hmmmm."

A large, toothy grin slowly grows on The Jester's face. He turns to the High-speed Hindu Hero.

"Don't worry, m'boy. I can take care of the Martians for ya'. And let me assure you. It'll be a BLAST."

Our hero turns away from his allies and scans the horizon.

"But first, we need to get ourselves into some civilization. Let's go find us some city."

[Johnny Blaze]

"Hmmmm."

A large, toothy grin slowly grows on The Jester's face. He turns to the High-speed Hindu Hero.

"Don't worry, m'boy. I can take care of the Martians for ya'. And let me assure you. It'll be a BLAST." "For some reason, I do not find myself put at ease by your words", replied Savitar as he raised an eyebrow and gave the Jester a quizzical look.


Our hero turns away from his allies and scans the horizon.

"But first, we need to get ourselves into some civilization. Let's go find us some city." Savitar held up his finger to signify "one second", and disappeared. Reappearing a second later, the Lord of Motion pointed and said, "There is a ruined town called Smallville a few miles in that direction. I did not see any signs of life, but, if there are people there, they might be underground just as the Batman and his resistance were."

[twylight]

Kara rose.

"I know. I'd rather not come in contact with humans. The Martians could be desguised as them." She paused thinking weighing her options.

"Let's go." she said before turning to the clown.
"Would you like to walk?"

[The Question]

Our hero jumps up and hugs Superwoman around the neck.

"Oh no. I'm quite comfortable like this."

[rigel7soldiers]

"I'm more than willing to bet that wasn't a question. Off. Now. Before I lose my patience."

Don was more than a little on edge today; He was venting, as people do. But, maybe he wasn't. Maybe it was something else entirely. Time would tell. He did know how to make people do things; you have to threaten them, and you have to live up to your word.

[batnkevlar]

"I'm more than willing to bet that wasn't a question. Off. Now. Before I lose my patience."

Don was more than a little on edge today; He was venting, as people do. But, maybe he wasn't. Maybe it was something else entirely. Time would tell. He did know how to make people do things; you have to threaten them, and you have to live up to your word.

Wally looked over at his son. It was himself, Don, the flying woman, the clown, and the speedster.

"Calm yourself, Don. We have work to do."

Wally turns to the rest of the people.

"Now what do you need to do again?"

[twylight]

"We need to find the baby before the Martians do."

Kara stared into the sky, her eyes penatrating the distance.

"And we don't know when that will be.."

[The Question]

"Supes. Darling. Didn't you hear? I've got a plan. Now, you can't go into space and get the ship early, because The Martians might notice. And we can't wait 'till it lands, because they might get there before us or get thwere when we do and over power us. Soooooooo, we're going to have to go into town and pick up some supplies. And if we're lucky, we'll find a little help too."

[twylight]

Kara nodded.

"Yes, I'm sorry." She placed her hand on her stomach and then moved it to her forehead.

So many things to think about...

[Johnny Blaze]

"Well then", said Savitar to the others, "shall we take our leave to Smallville?"

[twylight]

Kara nodded and picking up the Jester she shot off running towards Smallville.

[The Question]

Jezz, things have slowed down to a crawl here.

....*snore*

WAKE UP!

....wha....SIR! So sorry. It's just, you've been gone for so long, I....

Save it. This thing is going to hell in a handbasket (which is an analogy I have never really understood. What the **** is a handbasket?). Really, I'm partially to blame. I haven't paid enough atention. But from here on in, we're both giving this our dedication. Right?

Yes sir!

We're going to post as often as we can, right?

Yes sir!

Good! Now get to work you british peice of ****.

Yes s....HEY!

Ah 'nouncy, I was just kidding. You know I luvs ya!

....right. Anyway:


Our heroes soar over the great planes that make up the grand old U.S. of A. Suddenly, The Jester becomes slightly restless. A thought crosses his mind, and he imediately adresses the important issue.

"Are we there yet?"

[The Question]

"Sir!"

J'onn Jonzz turned as one of the humans in his employ adressed him. His name was......Grayson. Yes, that was it. Good soldier.

"What is it, ensen?"

"Sir, we've just picked up readings of several obkects moving at high speeds.

"Birds?"

"Too big."

"Ships?"

"Too small."

"Cruisers?"

"Too fast."

"Martians?"

That was what we thought at first, but it's too far away from the cities. We thought it might be some kids goofing off in the badlands, but....."

"What is it?"

"Our scans show that their forms are too definate. The ones that are flying have the organs necesairy, but their whole forms are just too solid. They're not shapeshifters."

"Damn."

"What is it, sir?"

"I know what they are."

J'onn's good eye begins to glow a deep, blood red."

"Metahumans. Ensen, contact General Protex."

"General Protex? Does that mean....?"

"Yes."

J'onn begins to float back to his quarters.

"We're calling in the Hyperclan."

[twylight]

Kara shook her head.
"I don't know how I handle this. Does he treat everything like a joke?"

"We're here."


She landed on the outskirts of Smallville, her eyes wide. She set The Jester down gently allowing him to get his feet under himself.

She'd seen it from the distance and used her vision to see it. But the distance seemed to soften the effect.
Was this the town she'd grown up in? She'd walked these streets.

"No, it's not my Smallville. It's this other worlds."

She turned and looked up into the sky, using her vision yet again. Scanning the horizon for a small ship. Kal-El's ship. Superman's ship, a ship that could bring hope to this planet.
She also kept her ears open and her eyes kept scanning the horizon for Martian ships.
She admitted she was worried. Not only was she the only one who understood the Martian threat she felt like the only one who could protect them against it. She placed her hand on her stomach, a gesture she was surprised no one had looked oddly at, as it was becoming a habit. She felt slightly queasy, and took in a large gulp of air. Making herself focus on the sounds in the distance. She could hear a lone lizard crawling over some rocks not a hundred miles away and she focused on that.

[The Question]

The Jester turns to Savitar.

"Savvy, m'boy, I'm gonna need ya' to run down to the store for me. Get me some sqirt guns, some plastic bottles, and any cleaning supplies you can find."

Our champion of cheerfullness gives Savitar a look reminicent to that of a sad puppy.

"Pwease?"

[Johnny Blaze]

The Jester turns to Savitar.

"Savvy, m'boy, I'm gonna need ya' to run down to the store for me. Get me some sqirt guns, some plastic bottles, and any cleaning supplies you can find."

Our champion of cheerfullness gives Savitar a look reminicent to that of a sad puppy.

"Pwease?"
Savitar stares at the clown blankly for a handful of seconds before replying.

"You cannot be serious."

[The Question]

"My dear boy, I'm quite serious. Trust me, I've got me a plan."

Our seafood comisioner of rightiousness turns to Superwoman.

"We're gonna need some cover. Sewers, perhaps?"

[twylight]

Kara nodded and turned her gaze to the ground they were standing on. She lifted up in the air to get a better view, her eyes finding a sewer line and she followed it.

"Over there." she pointed.

"There is an opening over there. It's actually fairly well hidden." She landed next to the Jester.

'What are you thinking?" she asked.

"He just might have something up his sleeve. They do say that the smart ones are a little off." She reminded herself of the Bruce Wayne she'd known.

[The Question]

"Basically, the plan is for me, Savvy, and Donny boy over here to hold off the Martians while you make a run for the ship. I'll need the supplies I mentioned to even the playing feild."

[Johnny Blaze]

Savitar sighed deeply and then disappeared.

Running the streets of Smallville, Savitar made sure to keep himself invisible via vibrating his molecules at the right speed. It took him a while to find all the equipment the clown wanted (not all could be found in the small town), but, five seconds later, he was back with his teammates.

"Here. I had to travel to Topeka for the guns", said Savitar as he handed the Jester a pair of squirt guns, a six pack of water bottles, and a basket of cleaning supplies.

[The Question]

J'onn sits in his quarters, eating a bag of oreos, and patiently awaiting General Protex. While most Martians utterly loathed anything pertaining to Earth's culture, J'onn found their various cultures and histories to be facinating. And, he had something mildly resembling respect for humans. They may be a physically and metally inferior speiceis, but they fought admirably against the invasion. In a way, he felt he had to respect that.

Now, let's take a small break, and let me tell you about J'onn Jonzz. J'onn was born on the planet Mars. Mars, like so many worlds, was particularly proud of their militeristic acheivments. They had conquered all the nations of their world and united them into one glorious empire. They had conquered Saturn, one of the two other inhabited planets in their solar system. And, they had their sights set on Earth.

J'onn wished more than anything to serve his people in the military, as was the case with most Martian youths. He shared this dream with Protex, his childhood friend. When the two came of age, they joined the military. As the years passed, they slowly rose in rank, until they finally became members of Mars' elite fighting squad, the Hyperclan. When Mars finally led atack fleets against Earth, the Hyperclan was sent to cripple their superhuman defence capabilities. Their first opposition was the Justice Society of America. A group of superhuman individuals who fancied themselves as Earth's champions. The first to be dealt with was the one known as Alan Scott. He and J'onn did battle against this one personally. The battle was long, but Scott, while strong willed, eventually fell under J'onn's telepathic asaults.

The next was Dr. Fate. Seeming to be the most powerful foe they would face, he was in fact relatively easy to defeat once Mars' scientists had unlocked the secrets of Earth's Spear of Destiny. This was used to subdue most of Earth's mystical individuals.

Then, Jay Garrick fell. He was defeated quite easily. With both speed and invisibilty on their side, the Hyperclan easily dealt with him. He was kept alive, and his brain was used as a super fast data processor in the organic supercompuer in Mars' capital.

The rest fell like dominoes.

The Atom.

Johnny Thunder.

Hourman.

Starman.

When Wildcat died for the ninth time, the rest of Earth's metahuman population realized that there as no hope, and surrendered. Then, the nations fell.

America.

Britain.

Atlantis.

France.

Germany.

The world kept fighting for as long as their people were willing. But by the time Themyscera fell, there was no hope left. Earth belonged to Mars. And the heroes of the mepire were J'onn Jonzz and Protex.

Protex went back to mars, to train the Hyperclan for the next big planned invasion in the Alpha Centauri system. J'onn was one of the generals given lordship over parts of the Earth. Because of his great acheivements, he was given the larges plot of land to control. America. Basically, that meant he was the warden of the U.S. It was a tiring job, especially with the resistence movements on the East coast. But, it was a job he carried out with honor.



There is a knock on the door. J'onn quickly stashes the oreos, and stands ina dignified manner.

"Enter."

The door opens as if it were made of liquid. In steps a tall, angular, bone white figure with blood red eyes.


General Protex.

[The Question]

Savitar sighed deeply and then disappeared.

Running the streets of Smallville, Savitar made sure to keep himself invisible via vibrating his molecules at the right speed. It took him a while to find all the equipment the clown wanted (not all could be found in the small town), but, five seconds later, he was back with his teammates.

"Here. I had to travel to Topeka for the guns", said Savitar as he handed the Jester a pair of squirt guns, a six pack of water bottles, and a basket of cleaning supplies.



"This should do NICELY!!! Now, all of you, to the sewers. There's brewin' to be doin'!"

[twylight]

"Basically, the plan is for me, Savvy, and Donny boy over here to hold off the Martians while you make a run for the ship. I'll need the supplies I mentioned to even the playing feild."

Kara nodded, it made sense.
Now the only thing to be done was to wait for the ship to arrive. Whenever that was.

Savitar returned quickly with the clowns supplies.

"This should do NICELY!!! Now, all of you, to the sewers. There's brewin' to be doin'!"

Kara felt a bit odd, having the 'leading' being done by a guy who wasn't quite all there...

[The Question]

Protex and J'onn stand and face each other. They do not speak, because they have no language in any sense that we could comprehend. They are telepaths. They speak with feelings, thoughts, and understandings.

Protex inquires as to what the situation it.

J'onn tells him that he beleives there is a small movement of metahumans.

Protex inquires as to the threat levles of these metahumans.

J'onninforms him that this is not yet known.

Protex asks how many there are.

Three, possibly four, J'onn tells him.

Protex asks the location.

Kansas, J'onn tells him.

Protex sends out a mental comand to three of his Hyperclan. They leave the ship that they and their teemates came in. Protex escorts J'onn to the dock.


*********


Outside, three members of the Hyperclan stand at atention, waiting for inspection.

The first is tall and lanky, with long grasshopper like legs, raptor like talons for feet, and and a slender, airodynamic upper body. His fingers are like razor thin blades, and short but obviously sharp spikes grow from his elbows. He is mostly black with white, lighnting like stripes and one red, visor like eye. From his head grows a large white fin. He is Zum, a shapeshifter who's body is perfectly adapted for moving at lightning speeds, and a master of high speed combat.

The next is shorter, with red and black skin. Yellow spikes grow from her shoulders and legs, and her body crackles with energy. This is Tronix, master energy manipulator.

The last has a tall, muscular female form, with white skin, white hair, and red eyes, akin to an albino. She wears a blu armor that seems to be almost atatched to her body. She is Primaid, Protex's second in comand.

J'onn and Protex step in front of the three Hyperclansmen. Protex informs them of their mission. Zum grows a smile mouth that curls into a malevolent smile.

"Hehehehebeenalongtimesincewe'vehadagoodfightthisis gonnabefun!"

Protex gives Zum a cold stare. The mouth disapears and Zum regains his composure.

Protex turns to ensen Grayson. He grows a moth.

"Ensen, what is the last reported location of the anomolies?"

"Uhhh, somehwere in the midwest, around Kansas, sir!"

"Care to be a little more specific?"

"Th...that's all the information we have. Sir!"

"Hmmmmm...."

Protex looks back towards his Hyperclan.

"Ensen, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you weren't doing your job."

Zum's mouth reapears as he begins to smile once again.

"M...me, sir?"

"Am I speaking with anyone else?"

"N..no sir! It's just, I...I did exactly as I was told."

"And yet, you cannot give us an exact location."

"Th...the sensors couldn't target their exact location. They were moving too fast."

"Really? Because, I could have sworn that the sensors are plugged directly into the super compuer in the Empire's capital."

"They are, sir."

"Then, you must be saying that the sup[er computer is faulty. That it is flawed."

"No sir! The organic super computer of the Empire is one of the finest examples of computer technology in the galaxy!"

"Of course it is. But then, if the computers aren't at fault, then logically, this lack of information must be due to your incompitence."

"Sir, I...."

Primaid steps towards Ensen Grayson.

"N...no. Please...."

Primaid shoves her fist into Grayson's stomach. She then graps ahold of him by the colar, rips our his spin, throws him up into the air, and uses his spine like a bat to hit him past the outer walls of the compound. Soldiers quickly rush over to Primaid to wash off her hands.

"Was that really necesairy?"

Everyone turns to J'onn in shock. For Martians to adress one another verbaliy is a rarity. Telepathically, Protex inquires as to what he means.

"Was that really necesairy? Killing Grayson? He was a good soldier, and you know we could find the metahumans within a few hours on our own."

After a few moments of mild shock, Protex speaks.

"I don't like going to all that trouble if I don't have to. And besides, we can always get you a new one. There are plenty of humans (I still don't undertsand why we still allow these people to breed)."

"Fine."

J'onn turns to his human soldiers.

"Metahumans. Freaks of nature. Abominations of the will of the gods. They know the laws. They know their place. And yet these criminals act out of turn. They will either submit to us or they will die. No one disobeys the will of the Empire."

J'onn's form shifts to an armored spiky one. His hands, now possesing only two fingers and a thumb, chagne, his fingers elongating ino large serated blades.

"No one."

He turns to the Hyperclan.

"Let's go hunting."

J'onn grows the organs necesairy for flight, and then a pair of large wings with razor sharp edges. He shoots up into the air. Tronix, Primaid, and Protex follow in suit, with Zum dashing along on the ground.

[The Question]

Carrying his supplies, our hero jumps down into the sewers. He then pours out all the awter in the water bottles, and begins mixing the cleaning supplies together. He looks up at the others.

"Well, what're ya'll waiting for? Get down here before ya get spotted."

[twylight]

Kara gazed over the horizon again.

She turned to Savitar.
"Go. I'll stand watch." And she dissappeared before his eyes as she vibrated her molecules to appear 'invisible.'

She found it slightly harder than she used to. It was a trick she hadn't used in a while and she was suprised at how much she had to focus.

"I can't be that old...or is it you?" she touched her stomach again and prayed the child was safe. he'd been told to back down on the usage of her powers. Yet her she was vibrating every part of herself.
Fear gripped her as she though about what it was doing to the child.
She calmed herself thinking that this baby was anything but ordinary. It's Father was a speedster and it's mother was an alien.

Kara scanned the horizon on all sides, her eyes looking into the distance.

[Johnny Blaze]

Savitar nodded in reply as Superwoman said she'd stand watch, and was off into the sewers with the clown and the cowboy. Savitar stood patiently in the corner as the clown went about his business and the cowboy prepared for the coming storm in his own way.

Well, this is a fine development we're in. Fighting a planet of Martians with a good Joker, a kid cowboy speedster, and a grown up Supergirl. Why did we sign up for this job again?

It was not in my control. The entity said my...our world would perish if we did not try and fix these other realities. And until we find out if he was telling the truth or not, I had no choice but to go along with it.

True enough. Don't mind me anyway. You know I like to talk when I'm nervous. Still...what a motly crew we are, eh?

Savitar looked at his two companions in the sewer and his gaze turned up above to the Kryptonian woman standing guard.

Quite so...and it seems we will soon see just how well this entity has chosen.

[batnkevlar]

The Coming edges closer...

*****
Don West and Wally West rush back to Savitar, Jester, and Supergirl...

"What's going on?" asks Don.

[The Question]

The Jester hands two bottles of cleaner to Don.

"Find all all the bottles with the same chemicals as the bottle on your left. Mix them with all the bottles with the same chemicals as the bottle on your right into the empty water bottles here. Once you run out of water bottles, start puring them in the squirt guns. And be very very careful. Fill the bottles and the squirt guns to the brim and the SECOND they're full put the caps on tight. Don't let the mixture be in contact with air for more than a few seconds if you want to keep your pretty little face intact, mmmmkay?"

[The Question]

A small, blue and gold ship[ breaks the atmosphere. It passes over seas and forrests and empy land, hurtling ever closer to the nothing comunity of Smallville, Kansas.


Meanwhile, the Hyperclan flies over the landscape of Kansas. Eventually, they pass near a small town called Smallville.

[twylight]

Kara turns at the sound of the atmoshpere being disrupted. Truning her gaze to the sky she focuses and smiles. Turning she calls down to the others.


"It's here." before stopping again..this time at the sound of something else.

She lets out a curse and calls down to the others.
"Their here!" She corrects.

"Clown, I hope you have a plan." she says before focusing back on the oncoming martians. They seemed to fly right past Smallville, Kara touched the Psychic blocking bands they wore. She let out a sigh of relief before reality struck. Either way the small child in the fast approaching spacecraft would be known to them. He didn't have a Psychic block of anykind on and the Martians being Martians would almost instantly dicern his powers.

She clenched her jaw and made a decision. PLacing her hand on her stomach she prayed a small prayer and ran to the opossite side of Smallville. This was her decison and one she wouldn't pull her team mates into.

She let out a laser blast towards the lead Martian, causing him to fall from the sky. She felt Savitar's movements as he raced past her.

"Care to play catch?" She asked lifting up into the sky.

OOC: Sorry for the Bunny Johnny, and thanks Q for the lead up.

[The Question]

Protex is hit by what looks like a beam of infra red energy. J'onn orders the Hyperclan to take the offensive.

Zum rushes over towards the speedster in the golden armor. He grows a mouth.

"Hitherename'sZum'fraidI'mgonnahavetokillyouknow."

Zum rushes at him, his razor sharp talons extended.

Meanwhile, Primaid and Tronix enter the sewers and confront the two other metahumans.

And, in the skies above, J'onn tackles the female, extending his talons and raising them to her.

"You have broken quite a few laws today, ma'am. I beleive you owe me an explanation."

[twylight]

Kara froze.

She shouldn't have froze. They were the enemy, they were after Kal-El but the face of the Martien and his voice. It was her friend....

His talons raised and she shot out her heat vision at it this time. Her mind clouded.

"J'ONN!" She called his name out as if yelling for her version of him and punched him in the stomach.

[The Question]

J'onn's stomach streatches with the female's fist. he looks up at her.

"You know my name. Isn't that interesting."

J'onn shifts a good deal of his mass to his right fist and punches the female at full force. He then flies after her, and grabs ahold of her.

"You will state your name, where you aquired your meta talants, and what you are doing here, or I will end you."

[The Question]

Primaid and Tronix float towards Jester and Don.

"Give it up, humans."

Our champion of cheers turns to Don.

"After you, Sundance."

Our hero points the squirt gun in his hand at the two Martians and begins to fire. As he does, the liquid transforms into jets of flame mid air. The two Martians scream in agony as the flames engulf them.

"I love the smell of napalm in the morning!"

[twylight]

J'onn's stomach streatches with the female's fist. he looks up at her.

"You know my name. Isn't that interesting."

J'onn shifts a good deal of his mass to his right fist and punches the female at full force. He then flies after her, and grabs ahold of her.




"Heh, smooth Kara" She rolled with the punches and they didn't hurt.

Much.


"You will state your name, where you aquired your meta talants, and what you are doing here, or I will end you."

"I'm Superwoman and I'm here to kick you're.." She screamed the last word as laser and heat vison erupted from her eyes like lava. Sending him across the sky. Diving she hit the ground with her heels and landed on the fiery Martians.
Winking quickly at the Jester she rose and flew speeding across the ground, her path makred only by the color trail of her costume. Her hearing attuned to the sound of the small ships hull burning on entry.

OOC: Hope that was okay I can edit.

[The Question]

J'onn lands with athud, his body begining to lose it's form as the heat corodes him. He has to pull it together, he thinks.

He reforms most of his body, and shoots through the air, speeding to catch up to Superwoman.

[twylight]

Kara turned her head enough to see him behind her, gaining ground.

"Why are you doing this? You're a peaceful race!" She called letting her words carry behind her.

[The Question]

he shouts to her.

"Yes. That's why we've conquered our entire solar system and are sending scouts out to plan the invasion of the next one over. We want to bring them 'peace'."

[twylight]

Kara's mind raced formulating. She stopped and spun in the air, her fist cracking on his jaw. SHe knew it would have no effect but a slight shock factor.

"Is it really peace? Or is it a false sense of security? You've brought nothing but a false sense of security, of domination. You're just like the White Martians you used to fear."

She was grasping at straws and she knew it, still this being was her friend in her universe, and as much as she hated to admit it, she still had her cousins sense of ideals.

[The Question]

J'onn punches her in the face. Hard.

"First of all, I was actually being sarcastic about the peace thing. We're really just creating an empire. Second, what are 'white' Martians? Unlike your primitive speiceis, we don't make racial distinctions between our people."

[twylight]

J'onn punches her in the face. Hard.

"First of all, I was actually being sarcastic about the peace thing. We're really just creating an empire. Second, what are 'white' Martians? Unlike your primitive speiceis, we don't make racial distinctions between our people."

Kara reeled from the force of the punch before her eyes burned red and her laser vision again erupted, boring into J'onn's head.

"Pardon me for taking you seriously.

You'd make distinctions if you saw them." Kara grabbed him and banged him into a mountain, she recognized as Mt. Everest. The side of it crumbled under her strength.

"Tell me J'onn. You still like Oreos?"


She tried a little off the wall Psychology. He couldn't hear he rthoughts and if she got close enough to the ones she remembered from her J'onn maybe it would throw him off a little....maybe. She grinned grimmly.

[The Question]

".....how did you know that?"

J'onn knew that he would have felt any intrusions upon his mind, so it couldn't be telepathy. Could she have been spying on him?

J'onn picked up a large boulder and smashed it into Superwoman.

"It look like yopu and I are going to have to have a little chat. You haven't been spying on my facility, have you?"

[twylight]

".....how did you know that?"

J'onn knew that he would have felt any intrusions upon his mind, so it couldn't be telepathy. Could she have been spying on him?

J'onn picked up a large boulder and smashed it into Superwoman.

"It look like yopu and I are going to have to have a little chat. You haven't been spying on my facility, have you?"


A smile spread across Kara's face. It was a very, very small victory, but she savored it.
She knew now why Bart was always jesting with his villians. It was pleasing when you knew something they didn't.

The boulder smashed into Kara's back and she bent back in pain. Her costume torn across the back.

"Why do I need to spy when I already know you. How's the family? Or do you not have one? Are they dead? Or did they never exist?" She punched him sending him back into the mountain as it collapsed more.

She took a deep breath and tried to straighten up. HE knew she was pregnant, and he knew that because of that she was pulling her punches and trying to keep him at a distance.
Her eyes strained to hear the sound of her cousins space craft on the far side of the world.

[The Question]

"......my family lives in the capital city. Now, I'm going to need to know how you know these things. Is it magic? I can smell the energies of the lords of order on you."

J'onn rushes forward and grabs her by the throat.

"Who sent you? Nabu?"

[Johnny Blaze]

Protex is hit by what looks like a beam of infra red energy. J'onn orders the Hyperclan to take the offensive.

Zum rushes over towards the speedster in the golden armor. He grows a mouth.

"Hitherename'sZum'fraidI'mgonnahavetokillyouknow."

Zum rushes at him, his razor sharp talons extended.

'Better men than you have tried, Martian", states Savitar as he goes intangible, the claws of Zum passing harmlessly through him.

"Nicetrickforahumanhere'soneofmyown."

Zum begins to spin around Savitar leaving after-images of himself in his wake. Each after-image begins to give off a strobe effect to disorient the Lord of Motion.
Savitar grunts and pulls his hand up over his eyes before falling down to his knees.
"Hehnowit'stimetosaygoodnight", says Zum as he rushes in for the kill on a defensless Savitar. The picosecond before his blow stikes...Savitar creates a null field in front of him that causes Zum to stop immediately and fall to the ground with a thuderous thud, his momentum carrying him a good mile away from the fight.
Savitar is on him in a flash as the Martian shakes off the cobwebs and begins to rise.
"Interesting trick. It was one I used to teach the children of my church", Savitar says as he punches Zum in the back of the head at full speed, causing his face to smash into the dirt of a cornfield.
"Now, allow me to give you a crash course on advanced speed mechanics", states Savitar as he holds out his hands at Zum.
Zum's angry face quickly turns to panic and then pain as he lets out a loud, ear splitting scream.
"Yes, it is quite painful, so I'm told."
Zum's body begins to shake as it begins to slowly tear into two halves. To his credit, his Martian shapeshifting heritage is helping him fight against the savage attack, but Savitar simply turns up the intensity.
"If you are wondering what I am doing to you, it is quite simple", Savitar says as he continues to tear Zum apart, "I am increasing the motion of the molecules in your body at two different speeds. The faster I make them go, the more they tear you apart, creature."

Savitar's eyes go cold as he turns up the intensity one more notch, causing Zum to finally tear in two, "Your reign of evil on this planet has ended, monster. Never again will you harm another innocent life."

With a wet and sickening rip, Zum looses one final scream as his body is torn in two. Moving quickly before the Martian is able to regroup, Savitar graps one of the halfs and begins to run...New York passes by him in a blur...across the Atlantic and through London in a few seconds...gaining speed he passes through snowy fields of Siberia, snow melting in his wake. Coming full circle back to the cornfields of Kansas, Savitar rears back and launches Zum into space at incredible speed. A loud sonic boom rocks the heavens as half of the Martian Zum begins to burn as it tears through the atmosphere.

The other half of the Martian squirms as it somehow feels it's other part being destroyed, yet it still seemingly clings to life.
Savitar stares at the lone eye of Zum's other half as it looks back at him with fear.
"Let it not be said that I am not without mercy. I will leave you now to your own devices, Zum."

With that said, the former High Priest of Speed is gone as he runs back to the aid of his teammates. Leaving the tattered form of Zum to waste away in the middle of a cornfield.

[twylight]

"......my family lives in the capital city. Now, I'm going to need to know how you know these things. Is it magic? I can smell the energies of the lords of order on you."

J'onn rushes forward and grabs her by the throat.

"Who sent you? Nabu?"


Kara put her hands to her neck trying to pry off the Martians hands around it.
Bringing her legs up she kicked him and twisted his arm breaking away. Her breathe coming ragged through her throat.

"You're daughter must be very proud of you. K'hym isn't it? Is that why you do it? To protect her? Make her life better at the expense of others happiness?"

She grabbed him by the throat a useless gesture. Her eyes watered slightly and she didn't know if it was out of physical pain or mental anguish. How close was this reality to her own?

"I sent myself."

[The Question]

"I do this for the glory of the emire. My daughter would be honored to serve Mars as I do"

J'onn creates the proper organs and converts his hand properly, turning it into an electrical cannon. He fires a torrent of electrical energy at Superwoman.


Meanwhile, back in Smallville, Protex sees a small golden craft crash into an abandoned cornfeild. He inches towards it, and then telepathically comunicates J'onn.


J'onn smiles.

"Please tell me what the golden craft in Kansas has to do with your arival."

[twylight]

"I do this for the glory of the emire. My daughter would be honored to serve Mars as I do"

J'onn creates the proper organs and converts his hand properly, turning it into an electrical cannon. He fires a torrent of electrical energy at Superwoman.


Meanwhile, back in Smallville, Protex sees a small golden craft crash into an abandoned cornfeild. He inches towards it, and then telepathically comunicates J'onn.


J'onn smiles.


Kara twists moving so that her stomach doesn't take the full hit.
She was risking sacrificing her own child for an alternate version of her cousin. Her mind went numb. What would Bart say? What would Donna say? Connor, Star…J’onn…..

She looks up at this version and notices her smile, a smile that freezes her blood.

"Please tell me what the golden craft in Kansas has to do with your arrival."

Her heart stops and adrenaline runs through her. They found it…he was here. How had she lost track of the space ship.
She only hoped that her teammates had seen it to. If they could take care of the other Martian then she could handle J’onn.

“It’s none of your damn business.”

She fired her heat vision at him in the eyes. Flying off the ground she caught him in the middle and zoomed across the air, her trail of red and blue behind her. Underneath her the world spun, its colors mixing and melding as she flew searching. Her eyes found what she wanted. Stopping she threw J’onn to the ground amidst dead trees.

She crossed her arms and hovered over him, looking down a stance she’d never thought she’d take. Her eyes glowing red as heat emitted from them lighting the dead wood on fire.

“I’m sorry J’onn” She said as the wood flamed up.

[The Question]

J'onn screams in a thousand different language through a thousand different means as the fire engulfs him. He does his best to keep his form held together as he does his best to make his way away from the flames. He looks up at Superwoman as she flies off, and swears that this is not the end of things between them.

[twylight]

Kara zooms across the planet, crossing over the North Pole she speeds low along the ground towards Smallville. Her blonde hair streaming behind her as her tattered red cape lays back flat at her speed. Shifting her vision she saw the Martian as it crept towards Kal-El's ship.

A sonic boom rippled across the air as she speed up. Bringing her fist back she transposed her speed into the punch and hit the Martian in the back of the head, sending him flying.

She stopped and caught her breath. Breathing heavilly she knelt beside the spaceship. It was intact.

Kara smiled. He was safe for now, the Martian was going to come back and now she needed to rest. She touched her stomach again and prayed to all the gods that her child was alright.

Touching her fingers delicately to the gold ship her face took on a sorrowful look.

"You're safe my cousin. But at what cost?"

[batnkevlar]

The sleek black jet rockets across the sky above Superwoman. Batman jumps out in a huge robotic suit and hits the ground with a tremendous thud.

"Who is the boy?"

[The Question]

Protex, having recovered from Superwoman's punch, rockets towards her. Much to his delight, a certain black clad rebel is with her.

"So, she's one of your agents Wayne? I should have guessed."

Protex's fingers transform into razor sharp talons as he lunges at the two heroes and the baby.

[twylight]

Kara takes a deep breath and opens the small ship up. It's mechanisums reckognizing her DNA and reacting to her touch is slid open noiselessly. SHe leaned over and smiled at the small child. His black hair lay flat against his head with a tiny little spit curl right in the center of his forehead.

"I wonder if our baby will have black hair." Kara thought as she picked her tiny cousin up and wrapped him in the blue cloth adorned with the 'S' symbol.
" Probably not."

She stood up leaning over the child.
"Hello Clark.." she whispered.

Her ears picked up the sound of jet rockets in the distance and she watched as the one they called 'Batman' came into view. He landed with a thump and her eyes hardend as he walked towards her.

"Who is the boy?" He asked tersely.

Kara held Kal-El close, her own torn and tattered symbol across her chest and the childs gleaming one wrapped around him.

"You have no right to ask that. You refused to help us and now you show up."

Her eyes turned red as she stared at him, energy crackling from them.
She catches sight of the Martian as he flys towards them.

"So, she's one of your agents Wayne? I should have guessed."


Kara lets an energy blast emit from her eyes, pushing the Martian away from her and the baby.

"Well..I'm insulted..."

[The Question]

Protex, having been knocked back by Superwoman's heat vision, liquifies and shoots down into the ground. He then pops back up, wraping his form around Superwoman and Wayne and putting razor sharp blades to their knecks.

"Well, it looks like we have ourselves in a very interesting situation."


*********

Suddenly, there is a streak of Red. Our magnificent mesiah of........well......magnificanants (I guess) hurels a bittle of napalm at the Martian's head.

"Catch!"

[twylight]

Kara froze, the knife on her neck wouldn't harm her. It wouldn't even make a scratch. But the bumbling Bat...

The sound of the Jesters voice cause Kara to spin, seeing his plan she flew and scooped up Batman flying high into the air out of danger.

[The Question]

Protex screams in pain as the napalm engulfs him. As his body begins to decohere, he shoots upwards into the sky, vanishing upon the horizon.


*******

Our arche duke of delerium looks ypon the blazing inferno that was the Martian genelar.

".......that was pretty ****ing cool."



......I have to work with this moron, and people wonder why I drink.

[twylight]

Kara hovered in the air and unceremoniously dropped Batman on the ground before gently landing herself.

She smiled at the Jester, before looking down at the child in her arms.
Sighing she looked up into the great blue sky.

"Now what?" She asked, somehow making it meant for the child not her team mates.

[The Question]

"Well, it looks to me like the kid here needs himself a home."

Our hero walks over to Superwoman.

"And I don't think our friend withe the leather beat fetish would be the best father figure."

He looks down at the baby.

"Would he? Would he? No, because he's got borderline sociopathic tendancies and suicidal ambition brought on by a childhood trauma. Yes he does! Yes he does!"

[twylight]

Kara laughed along with Kal-El at the Jesters antics.

She smiled and gazed down at the black haired child.

"The Kents...we need to find the Kents."