Chapter 4

After the night Harry had with Caitlin and Karen, he was in good spirits. Karen beat him on the way to the kitchen, where Caitlin had just finished fixing breakfast. The smell caught Harry's attention and the toast, the eggs, the bacon, and the sausage caused a growl to come into his stomach. While Harry cannot remember a time he ate anything, he intended to make a habit of it going forward.

Harry grabbed a plate and got himself a little bit of everything and poured some orange juice. Off to the side, a television station blared with the news, although it was a fluff piece at the moment so Harry paid it the bare minimum of mind before sitting down at the table.

"Hungry?" Caitlin asked. "After last night, I wouldn't have been surprised...and this morning, if the sounds coming from the bathroom are any indication."

Not being able to keep half of a smile off of his face, Harry decided to tuck into the food. Last night's events were better than the training simulation because the sensations were more real. And Karen kept coming back for more. Speaking of which, she fixed herself a big heaping plate. She poured syrup all over her pancakes and sat down next to him.

"And last night, due to mysterious circumstances, Cadmus Labs in Washington DC have been destroyed. While the board of directors at the lab have not been reached for comment, it's chief doctor on staff, Mark Desmond is currently missing in the explosion and presumed dead. There have been reports that the Justice League was called upon the scene."

"Not so mysterious," Harry said. "And I bet anything that they just destroyed the public lab."

Karen smiled at him over the plate.

"That's a pretty good assessment actually," Karen agreed. "And speaking of which...if you don't mind, I want you to come by the lab with me after breakfast, to run some tests."

Harry took a second to consider it, thinking about it under the pretext of eating some toast and then shoving some bacon into his mouth Caitlin gave him one of those looks, although Harry would have to agree it's a good thing.

"Yes," Harry said. "I don't think that I know the full extent of what Cadmus did to me."

"I'm not even sure Cadmus even knew what they did," Caitlin said. "They invested a lot of money in you though."

Yeah, Harry came to that conclusion as well.

"Good to know," Harry said. "You don't think that whoever is running it will come after you?"

Caitlin answered with a shrug. Karen put her hand on the other woman's shoulder.

"Don't worry, we're keeping an eye on her, and you," Karen said. "And eventually we'll find out who is running Cadmus. But, for right now, you should focus on your own life...whatever you make of it."

That was a good question. Harry got all of these flickers of a past life and he did not even begin to understand them. He ate more of his bacon and wondered exactly what was going on.

Breakfast ended, and Harry more than had his fill. And calm and collected, despite being in a machine which Karen had been scanning him with. Caitlin sat off to the side to make this a less agonizing experience for him. Still, there were a few questions in his mind, questions that Harry hoped to answer sooner rather than later.

Perhaps of who he was. Well, he knew the Superwoman part. And there was also his namesake, someone named Harry. Last name was unclear, although Harry got these weird memories of fighting all sorts of magical creatures and he suspected that accounted for some of his abilities.

Karen just offered a shrug when she read the results. Harry wondered what was going through her mind.

"Well, there's most certainly Kryptonian and human parts to him," Karen said. "And also...something else entirely."

Karen turned her attention to Caitlin.

"Do you know of the other doners?"

"That information was on a need to know basis, but there were at least three from what I can gather," Caitlin said. "One was Superwoman. The other was Subject X…."

"His name was Harry," Harry helpfully applied.

"And you've likely taken on the aspects whoever this Harry is," Karen said.

Despite taking the name, there was a part of Harry who thought that he must have gotten certain parts of their other doners. But, yes, the memories of this Harry were the strongest, as fragmented and foggy as they were.

It's almost like he only got a small piece to work with.

"It's more than that," Harry said. "I feel scattered bits of his life, almost like certain parts of him have been used. But, the more memories that are coming in, it feels like I'm reborn into something else."

Karen just put her hand on her chin and looked a bit thoughtful at that. Superwoman was obvious, although how much of her Kryptonian abilities Harry received, that's another matter entirely. And then there was this Subject X, or Harry, he may account for something else. But, that only accounted for at least two thirds of what he was, she's going to have to deal with it.

"Well, we're going to have to watch for your further development," Karen said. "And you've developed quite nicely."

To be perfectly honest, Karen did not mean to say that part out loud. But she was unapologetic for that.

"He has," Caitlin said.

"Despite being created sixteen weeks ago," Karen said. "He's biologically and emotionally eighteen years old, not that all eighteen year olds are emotionally stable. Because contrary to popular belief, that maturity switch does not get flipped automatically when the law considers you an adult."

"Do you think I'm unstable?"

Karen just gave him a sheepish grin.

"Well, I don't think that you are," Karen said. "Although, there's trauma….and I think that eventually we should have J'onn...that's to say the Martian Manhunter, check over your mind. And you should talk to Black Canary."

Harry figured that the first part of that suggestion would be practical. As for the second part, well he looked more forward.

Inside of Harry's mind, there was a flicker, of a birthday cake. Eighteen candles on it. The faces around the table had been

blotted out around him, but Harry appeared to be in a good mood, among friends and family. And then hours later, he found himself fighting for his life, before getting sucked into a vortex. Fire burning everything around him as he got pulled in. The ring on his finger glistened a second that he went through, and Harry reached up to feel his forehead subconsciously.

"We're working on getting you an identity so you can go to school," Karen said. "At least your senior year….a friend of your mother's used to be so good at these things...but she's...unavailable."

"Right," Harry said.

"But, I still have people working on it," Karen said.

Harry just nodded. He had no idea what was going on with Superwoman.

"And, don't be too hard on her, Har," Karen said, surprising him with the pet name. "She was killed eight months ago and just came back a month ago. Long story….might be the reason why Cadmus created you."

Harry did wonder about that. After the tests had been completed, and Harry thought these were just a baseline, he was able to think a bit more clearly.

Hours after Harry's eighteenth birthday was all he remembered, before everything went blank.

"And there's no signs of physically or mental degeneration," Karen said. "In fact, you appear to be growing in intelligence and strength, slowly, now that you're out of the environment of Cadmus. And you're not prone to fits in anger."

"That might be because of what we got up to last night," Harry said.

"Oh, maybe," Karen said with a playful tossle of his hair.

The alarm on Karen's watch went off. She sighed at the sudden disturbance.

"League meeting," Karen said. "Likely about last night."

"Good luck," Harry said.

"Thanks, I'll see you later," Karen said.

It must be pressing if Batman is calling such an early morning meeting. Regardless, Karen decided to move off and leave Caitlin and Harry alone in the lab to do what they pleased.

Before she left, Karen turned back around.

"Be careful not to damage any my equipment, that cost me a fortune."

Harry raised his eyebrow just as Caitlin broke out into laughter.

Donna performed a very artful dodge and clanged her sword together with the one Diana used. They fought, not on their home island of Themyscira, but of Diana's basement gym at her apartment. It was a different atmosphere that Donna was used to fighting in.

Still some things never changed.

And as always when Donna fought her sister in battle, she felt very much slightly outmatched. Donna moved, ducked, and dodged, but Diana disabled most of her attacks with precision. She always made it look so easy.

"You should keep up on your training," Diana said. "Last night could have went better."

Oh, last night, boy Donna figured she was going to get a lecture about last night. Thankfully, it never came. Still, once Diana found out that Superboy easily took out Donna, that was when she insisted on a training session. And Donna had been taken to school by the master that was her sister.

"You're always going to be better than me."

"Well, you shouldn't take an attitude like that, because you'll never improve," Diana sternly told her sister. "And there's no reason for you to strive to be your very best. Because, if I had given up if there was someone better than me, then I would have given up before you were born."

Diana swept Donna down to the ground. She gave her sister enough space and room to breath before they continued the spar.

"You should be more vigilante after last night," Diana said. "Although, it did work out in the end."

"Oh, yeah, and he's amazing," Donna said. "I mean, Superboy, you know? So strong, so handsome...and I'm sure he could go for a long time...you know, in battle."

Diana just gave Donna a smile. Superboy had been the first boy that Harry would see her age, up close and personal.

"So, do you think he's handsome?"

Once again, Diana schooled Donna with a take down which left the younger Amazon squirming, the sword coming close to her ear. If this was a real battle and Diana was a dangerous opponent intent to kill, then Donna would be in trouble.

"Focus, my sister. You should not be blinded by beauty. That's lethal in combat."

Once again Donna came up and once again, Diana sparred her sister. Donna held out as long as possible before Diana schooled her.

"But, yes he is handsome," Diana said. "And how were your new friends?"

"Great," Donna said. "I was afraid they would bring up….well you know."

"Yes," Diana commented.

Every time she came in to work, Diana noticed the taunts, the stares, and the mutterings. Some people looked at her with pity, others with revulsion after the actions of the rogue Amazon. Diana could hardly fault them for grieving, even after all of these months later. People did lose loved ones because of the attack. Diana felt for them.

Still, she stood with her head held high and kept serving the people as both Wonder Woman and Diana Prince in the only way she could. Being at her very best.

"How do you deal with that?" Donna asked.

"One day at a time," Diana said. "We can only rebuild a world if we stand together."

Diana's bracelet beeped to redirect her attention.

"And time," Diana said. "The League calls….I trust you'll stay out of trouble."

After last night, Donna did need a short break from trouble. She thought about sampling the pleasures of television, something that was nonexistent on Themscyricia.

Harry sat in the middle of the floor in Karen's penthouse with his legs crossed and head inclined. Caitlin joined Karen at the Starrwave Labs upstairs, and they had to go across town at Metropolis. Harry did not have any real intention to go out today, but he did make an attempt to do what he could to remember.

All he could accomplish was a nosebleed and a throbbing pain in his nose. A knock on the door also brought him out of his thoughts.

Harry casually stepped through the door. He would blast anyone if they seemed like a threat. Yet, on the other side of the door, there were two girls. One was a dark-haired girl with a lighter shade of green eyes than his own. She dressed in an elegant purple blouse and a skirt, along with expensive looking boots. The other one, a redhead with cute freckles, dressed in a red shirt and a pair of jeans, with tennis shoes. Harry recognized them, as Robin and Kid Flash respectfully, two of the women who saved him after last night.

He opened the door.

"Hey," Whitney said. "Um, this is kind of….you don't know…."

"I'm Helena Wayne and this motormouth here is Whitney West," Helena said. "We…."

"You're Robin," Harry said. "And she's Kid Flash."

"So, you figured that out without us telling you?" Whitney asked. "I guess some people can do that easily, and some people can't even see through a stupid pair of glasses."

"It was your body language, and also why else would two teenage girls visit me," Harry said.

"Oh, I could think of a couple of reasons," Whitney said.

"Don't mind her, she doesn't think before she speaks," Helena said.

Whitney just rolled her eyes and Helena patted her on the shoulder.

"So, why don't you come in….I think there's sodas in the fridge and Karen left sandwiches, in case I got hungry."

"Hopefully you got some before Whitney got here," Helena said. "Because, she might…."

Whitney already helped herself to a sandwich and a soda. She sat down on the table with Harry and Helena joining her, managing to liberate a sandwich apiece themselves.

"Figured we'd check up on your after last night," Helena said. "Particularly given you didn't seem too happy with the League."

"And you told Batman to piss off," Whitney said. "Legend."

Harry could not help a smile at that.

"I...well I heard that the League might want to throw us a bone," Helena said. "After last night…."

"Surely, they don't want to let you into the League after you disobeyed them?" Harry asked.

"Oh, Speedy would be pissed off about that," Whitney said. She noticed Harry's raised eyebrow. "Another one of our friends, she walked off in a huff when she found out we weren't joining the League yesterday."

The three sat around on the table, eating sandwiches, before Helena decided to breach a subject.

"So, would you like to get some fresh air?" Helena asked him.

"Sure, if I'm with the two of you, how much trouble could I get into?"

"And you might want to get some new clothes," Whitney said. "Not that those are bad...but you know...you would stick out less."

Harry could see her point. The button up shirt and the flannel pants he was wearing, they worked out very nicely for just lazing around the house. Day to day, it might be another matter entirely.

"Might be an idea," Harry said. "But, I don't really have any money to…."

"Don't worry about it," Helena said. "I'll take care of you."

"I just hope that you don't have anything else to do today," Whitney said. "Because, Helena will have you out all day, going from store to store."

"I'm not that bad," Helena said.

Whitney looked like she disputed it. To be fair, she was glad that Helena was taking the initiative to get Superboy hooked up with what he needed. Because, she did not know where to begin when shopping for a teenager boy. And she doubted Mareena or Donna would be any better. Thea might, but Thea was not speaking to any of them.

She did wish that Linda was here, because she could help out, and likely make things go a bit faster.

"I'll pay you back when I can," Harry said.

"Don't worry about it," Helena said. "If it wasn't for you, we would be dead and clones would be running around in our place."

"Yeah, but…."

"But, nothing," Helena said.

Be that as it may, Harry wondered what he could do about the entire lack of money thing.

"I wouldn't worry about the lack of money," Whitney said. "No one expects you to be fortune five hundred the day you come out of a tube."

She stopped speaking and Whitney could have almost hit herself. Yeah, Whitney went a bit too far, but her mouth and her brain, they were not in sync a lot of the time. She took a couple of deep breaths, but thankfully, Harry did not call her out on it. Helena was giving her that look at she learned from the big old bad bat himself.

"So, Helena Wayne," Harry said. "That means your father is…."

"Bruce Wayne, so I can more than afford this."

"Which also means that Bruce Wayne is…."

"One of the top billionaires in the world!" Whitney yelled, cutting off Harry before he could finish the job.

Harry just shrugged, it made sense. The capital of being Batman was immense, with all of the things that he did. Only a few people around that age group which Batman was could fit that parameter. And when you factor in the means and the motives of Bruce Wayne, well, you got a pretty good picture of it. How could anyone else be Batman?

Batman joined Power Girl, the Martian Manhunter, Green Lantern, Wonder Woman, Flash, Hawkwoman, Superwoman, Aquaman, and Black Canary around the table of the Justice League. Green Arrow was conspicuous by his absence due to the fact that he was dealing with some personal matters.

"What happened last night Cadmus showed me the necessity that we may need to rely on people who cannot be as public as the League are," Batman said.

At one time, Batman had been an urban legend, shrouded in the shadows, shrouded in mystery. And yet, upon founding the League, he had been more public. There was a part of him who missed that air of mystery, not that he did not put the fear into the hearts of criminals.

"The League's actions are put entirely under a microscope," Power Girl said. "And obviously, there are certain lines that we should not cross, so perhaps it's a good thing that the public keeps ups in check."

"Yes, and we already drove one generation of heroes away with our actions," The Martian Manhunter somberly replied. "And with recent events, we may need more help. Especially on the missions that the League cannot be directly involved with, because they raise too many questions."

"And with our enemies taking a page out of our book," Flash commented. "And apparently joining forces...we might need something to tip the scale."

"So, are we going to sanction this?" Superwoman asked. "Do you think that they're ready?

"Yes, I admit that I'm none too happy with Mareena going on that rogue mission," Aquaman said. "But, I will concede with Batman's thought that strength comes in numbers."

Everyone at the table responded with nods. Some seemed more all in for this than others. They all took a couple of moments to mull it over. Should any of the members join the League when they were ready it would be a much smoother transition.

"The only thing left to do is put this matter to a vote," Wonder Woman said.

"Agreed," Batman said. "If there are any objections, or concerns, feel free to present them now. Otherwise, we're going forward with the plan."

"I don't want to say that I told you so, but I told you so."

Helena rolled her eyes at Whitney's statement. To be fair though, they thought that head a good shopping trip. Harry was now wearing a black shirt with the very famous "S" symbol.

"I have a question," Harry said. "Did you notice there being more women out today than men?"

The two teenage girls exchanged a slightly uncomfortable look which Harry picked up on.

"Well, women like shopping more than men," Whitney said. "Of course, some women like shopping more than others."

Here she cast Helena one of those looks who responded with a slight frown in response.

"Besides, you got at least four phone numbers today," Whitney said. "I suppose the real question is, are you going to follow up on them?"

Helena just shook her head. Harry just pondered this for a second. He got more than phone numbers, looks from women all across the stores that Helena dragged them in. It was almost like they never seen another man in their life and Harry did not see too many out today. Maybe a ratio of one man for about every five woman he saw. And it was the same on the streets as well.

Not that Harry minded the lack of men, but he found it very curious.

An explosion across the street caught Harry's attention a full ten seconds before it caught the attention of Whitney and Helena. A few seconds passed as they groaned and pushed their shopping into Harry's arms.

"The Terror Twins," Whitney said. "We're going to take care of this."

The two suited up, leaving Harry holding the shopping bags. He slipped down the alleyway, and made sure no one was looking, before he shrunk the bags down and put them into his pocket.

Tuppence Terror, the female half of the Terror Twins, kept a tense eye on the door. Her brother Tommy shook down the man at the counter.

"Will you hurry this one up?" Tuppence asked. "I swear, you're slower than a polecat on a porch on a hot July afternoon."

Tommy just rolled his eyes.

"I swear, you're worse than Pa," Tommy said. "Tommy, you're not going to make anything out of yourself if you don't buck up and be a man. Tommy, you better take out the trash. Tommy, you better help me hide this dead prostitute. Unbelievable."

"Isn't this place a bit high class for you two?"

Kid Flash appeared out of nowhere and Tuppence turned around to face the speedster. She snorted.

"Oh, the League sent their squirts to do their dirty work," Tuppence said. "We must be too small time."

Kid Flash ran circles around Tuppence and caused her to swing several times. She got dizzy and Kid Flash rushed at Tommy, but it was like hitting a brickwall. She went flying out of the side of the window. Tommy jumped down onto her and smashed her into the ground.

"Oooh, that didn't end so well," Kid Flash grumbled.

Robin jumped down and sent an explosive grenade down to the ground. It sent up both a flare of light and a shockwave of sound which resulted in Tommy being on wobbly legs. He staggered back.

The crowd gathered around. Robin groaned, as she saw them, among them, Cat Grant, who had been reporting on the jewelry store robbery just moments ago.

"This is Cat Grant, reporting live from downtown Metropolis, where the Terror Twins have just robbed a Jewelry Store, and now Robin and Kid Flash are fighting them," Cat said. "It's…."

Tuppence hurled Robin over her head with an immense amount of force. Robin bounced off of the wall and dodged the attack. Tuppence smashed the side of the building and caused one of the gargoyles to fall loose, and fly towards the ground.

Suddenly, a blur shoots in and drags Cat out of harm's way.

"I don't believe it...this is...wow," Cat said the minute that she caught her barings.

All of the civilians had been dragged far away from the scene of the fight by the same blur.

Suddenly, the blur stopped right in front of the terror twins, Tuppence stopped for a brief second.

"Well, hello, sugah," Tuppence said. "How about you and me get together and you can try and tame a country girl?"

"Tup, he's one of those hero boys," Tommy said.

"Oh, it's not like they make them any more," Tuppence said. "So, how about it, how about we get down and dirty a little bit?"

Tommy cheapshotted Harry with a right cross and all he accomplished was breaking his hand. He howled in misery and Harry launched Tommy half-way up into the air with a jaw-jacking uppercut punch. He landed down onto the ground and smashed down hard, before Whitney rushed over and put an inhibitor collar on him.

"Never leave home without a couple," Whitney said.

Robin took Tuppence down when she was too busy mooning over Superboy. And Kid Flash slapped the collar onto the female half of the duo.

"So, please tell me you didn't lose our shopping?" Robin asked.

"Shrunk it, put it in my pocket," Superboy said.

"Great, you must have...you must have some kind of Kryptonian ability to alter the physical state of matter to put it into a more compact physical state," Kid Flash gushed. "Granted, I've never heard of that ability, but given that Superwoman has about twenty different kinds of vision and about five hundred other powers, I don't know everything she can do or Power Girl for that matter."

In the moment, Harry did not have the heart to tell her that it was magic. They stuck around just long enough for the Metropolis Police Department to pick up the Terror Twins.

Harry came back with his shopping. After saying goodbye to Whitney and Helena, and unshrinking their shopping, he prepared to do the same to his.

"Nice shirt."

He turned around just in time to see Karen who was holding a large manila envelope. She put it in Harry's hands.

"Your civilian identity and backstory," she told him. "The short story is, we used Harry, and we used the last name Kent…"

"Claire Kent, Superwoman, I'm her…."

"Brother, officially, due to the age gap not being wide enough to be mother and son," Karen said. "So, you spent some time with your new friends, didn't you?"

"Yeah, they took me shopping, got me some clothes," Harry said.

"No trouble?" Karen asked.

"A little trouble."

A knock on the door caused Karen to jump up. She moved in and answered the door, where Lois Lane turned up.

"Just stopping by to see how you're doing," Lois said as Karen moved over to fix dinner. "And also, you wouldn't happen to know anything about a mysterious blur who helped Kid Flash and Robin take down the Terror Twins. Because, this blur, he might have made an impression on Cat Grant."

"That's the pretty blonde reporter, right?" Harry asked.

"Mmm, yes," Lois said.

She decided to omit the fact that Cat was practically gushing in the panties at this new mysterious hero. Not that Lois blamed her.

"Maybe I do know something about that," Harry said. "So, how are you?"

"Oh, busy, working on a couple of different stories," Lois said. "No solid leads panned out...but I brought something for you."

She presented Harry with a device and he raised his eyebrow.

"It's called a smartphone," Lois said. "These days...you wouldn't really recognize most teenagers without them. In fact, this is a Red Sun, Eclipse Nine, and…"

"You really jumped the gun giving that to him?" Karen asked.

Lois responded with a sheepish smile.

"You told me it was tested and it was ready for market," Lois said.

"Yeah, we were supposed to give it to him together," Karen said.

"Sorry, got excited," Lois said. "Nothing on the Superwoman front, she was on assignment, didn't come into the office all day."

Harry just dismissed this news on his...mother with a shrug. Karen explained it to him, and to be honest, he had been interested with the phone. He was able to pick up the technology rather quickly, despite having no experience with it.

"So, if you need anything, feel free to give me a call," Lois said. "Or if you need someone to talk your ear off, whatever."

"I will," Harry said.

"You did well out there," Lois said.

"You wouldn't mind joining us for dinner?" Karen asked.

"Sure," Lois said. "It would be a TV dinner night otherwise. Those are so exciting after having them every night for two weeks."

Karen took a seat next to Harry and Lois took his other seat. Caitlin sat on the other end of the table, and they prepared to eat. Some light conversation had been made throughout the meal.

It was not until dessert which Karen decided to bring it up.

"The League is thinking about recruiting you and your saviors into a covert ops team to go on select missions," Karen said. "And I think that you would be a good fit, but no one is pushing you to join."

"I'll consider it," Harry said.

"You would be the only male on the team of all females," Karen added with a knowing smile.

Harry just smiled. Come to think of it, he did not get any straight answers on the lack of able bodied men. And Tuppence Terror's comments today stirred his suspicions that something happened before he got let out of the box. Or maybe something happened which resulted in Cadmus creating him.

"I can't say much, but Batman will be in touch soon," Karen said.

"Can you tell me anything about the League that I might want to know?" Harry asked.

It was here that Karen just broke into a slight smile, although it was a very morbid one.

"Don't bring up Shanghai to either Black Canary or Green Arrow."

Lois raised an eyebrow, even she did not hear about that one. Karen was so dry in her statement that she was stone cold serious. She took a drink and then got back into the conversation.

"They can still be professional with each other. Outside of the missions though, they don't have much to say to each other, outside of League team ups."

"It wouldn't have something to do with the Green Arrow sticking his arrow into the wrong quiver again, would it?" Lois asked. Karen just looked at her. "Right, right, too soon."

"Oh, and Caitlin, I'm glad for you to help me out at Starrwave," Karen said. "And don't worry, this time you won't be working any genetic experimentation."

"Good to know," Caitlin said with a smile.

"Congratulations," Harry said.

"Well, we both had to find our purpose after Cadmus," Caitlin said. "Hopefully others might as well."

Hopefully they would. The possibilities were endless in Harry's mind.

Mareena, Donna, Helena, and Whitney wait around the cave. A second passes as Superboy pops into the cave.

"So, Batman was in touch with you?" Helena asked.

"Figured I would give it a shot," Superboy suggested. "At least hear him out."

"Oh, it's nice to have you here," Donna said. "I realize that I haven't properly introduced myself, because you know, you were….well I'm Donna….and this is Mareena...and you already know Whitney and Helena all too well."

Donna put her hand out to shake because it was only the polite thing to do. Harry took her hand and kissed her on the top of it which caused Donna's eyes to close shut and shudders to come down her body.

"The pleasure is mine, Princess," Harry said.

"It's good to see you're less angry than you were last time," Mareena said.

"Well, maybe he got laid," Whitney said.

Helena groaned in response and was about ready to slap Whitney on the back of the head as Harry greeted Mareena in a similar manner he did Donna. She was more composed, but no less pleased.

"Yes," Harry said without missing a beat.

The arrival of Batman prevented this conversation from delving into juicy details. Batma stepped into the cave, alongside of the Martian Manhunter and Red Tornado.

"We've had a discussion about you all," Batman said. "And we understand you're ready to go to the next level. While you're all too young to join the League, you have the potential to join someday. And therefore, you will go on missions, select missions...covert-ops, stealth, under the cover of darkness."

The four girls nodded in excitement. It was the next step in the mission and maybe potentially joining the League alongside of their mentors.

"Black Canary will oversee your training personally."

Harry was more interested in that part of Batman's announcement.

"And Red Tornado will oversee them when you spend time in this cave," Batman said.

And Harry was honestly less interested in that part. Although, he figured where Batman was coming from, given that Red Tornado seemed to be the ideal guardian, given his status as an android. He would also be less likely to run into any problems in the civilian life, which would affect the team and he was lower in the League in seniority.

"The six of you show potential."

"The six of us?" Mareena asked.

"World's Greatest Detective should be better at counting, should he?"

Whitney had been gifted by the world famous Batman glare. One she received from Helena a few times, but nothing beat getting one from the master himself.

The Martian Manhunter stepped into greater prominence and with him, was a pretty Martian teenager behind him. She wore a modified schoolgirl outfit for lack of a better term, with whites and reds, and a red skirt stretching down to her legs. She looked at the team.

"This is my niece, M'Gann M'orzz, or as she is to be called on the field, Miss Martian," J'onn said.

"It's nice to meet you all," M'gann said in a bubbly voice, before stopping and her eyes locking on Superboy.

She traced every inch of his body with her eyes, stopping at his well defined abs, even prominent underneath that shirt of his.

"Um, I like your shirt," M'gann said the second she realized she had been caught staring.

Harry just flashed her a knowing smile.

"Yeah, it's a nice shirt," Whitney agreed, winking at M'gann.