Chapter 29

Harry Potter stumbled through the desert, his head feeling as if it was on fire. He was out in the middle of nowhere, at a loss to precisely how he got out here. And he did not like being kept out in the dark like this. He put a hand to the top of his scalp and rubbed it furiously, groaning.

"They don't get me, they won't get me, they can't get me….I need to find them."

Deep breaths followed as Harry tried to piece together this baffling chain of events. The last thing he remembered, he was out hunting Horcruxes. Frustrated beyond all belief Harry and his traveling partners were barely making any headway, and he was far from the only one. And now, and now, he was far from the lush forest he was camping out in, and in the middle of some desert.

Harry's forehead inflamed one more time, which was normally the signal that Lord Voldemort was feeling some particularly strong and vengeful emotions at the moment. However, something else was different, and Harry could not, he would not, oh his head hurt like hell. Harry almost collapsed down to one knee, breathing as heavily as humanly possible. He could hardly keep his head up above the ground.

"They won't get me," Harry grumbled to himself.

The sounds of soldiers coming for him made Harry completely baffled to say the very least. They were not Death Eaters, given that there was no way a bunch of pureblood zealots would carry guns. Harry reached into his pocket to fish out his wand.

Only, there was no wand, despite Harry's frantic attempts to dig through his pocket to find one.

"Aim to stun. She wants him alive."

Harry had only a couple of ideas who she was, and to be honest, Harry doubted that any of the possible candidates would be using armed Muggles to track him down. Although, he supposed the Imperius Curse could be involved.

In a desperate attempt to fight off the soldiers, Harry waved his hands. The rocks around him lifted off of the ground and fired at the soldiers, hitting them. One of the guns fired a bullet and struck Harry in the shoulder. And yet, much to his surprise, he did not even feel a tingle.

Harry rose up to the ground and pulled one of his attackers towards him, bringing him down with a sickening crunch. Harry drew in a deeper breath and backed off from the enemy.

Then the inflamed feeling in the back of his head returned, and something caused Harry to drop down to the ground. The Boy-Who-Lived collapsed at the foot of his attackers, and then he faded completely to black.

Elsewhere in the desert, M'Gann M'orzz shook her head. She had been a bit confused by her surroundings for a second. And then, M'gann realized it.

'I'm...I'm on Earth? I'm on Earth! Oh this is so cool...and yet...this doesn't look like anything like it does on television. But how am I on Earth, and why?'

M'gann adjusted to her surroundings the best that she could, but there were so many questions, many of them unsettling and there were not too many answers to go along with.

Several dangerous looking men moved in, pointing their guns, and they appeared to search the area. M'gann's heart beat fast when the realization that the natives did not look too friendly came to her. M'gann backed up about half of a step, closing her eyes.

The Martian moved over the rocks and shifted, invisible, and waited for these men to go on past. Seconds of time passed before they left and more importantly for M'gann to be able to breath again.

The breath she held came out again, in a gasp. An attractive blonde woman dressed in a one piece black suit dropped to the ground. Beside, her is a dark-haired woman, dressed in battle armor, with her dark hair tied back into a ponytail. The dark-haired woman was fighting one of their pursuers, and she kicked him into the face, knocking him out.

"No, get up!" she yelled.

'She's an Amazon?' M'gann thought. 'Just like Wonder Woman...you saw her on TV, duh!'

M'gann placed the hand on the shoulder of the mysterious Amazon, who spun around completely and nearly took her head off with a sword. M'gann went intangible to avoid the near decapitation and the woman just breathed suddenly and heavily.

"Whoa, I'm not here to...do you know Wonder Woman?" M'gann asked. "Princess Diana, I mean."

"She's my sister," the young Amazon said haughtily. "And I'm a long way from Paradise….I don't know how I got here. This could be a plan of Ares or Circe or…."

The Amazon walked over and noticed the woman on the ground. She had been given a rough go and the Amazon appeared to noticed her instantly.

"And Mareena's hurt," she said.

Another figure showed up and the Amazon's sword was primed to fight. The person in the shadows, dressed in a red and green outfit, an "R" on the chest plate, eyed them from afar. She gazed at them, beckoning them slowly.

"Come with me, if you want to live."

That statement was not foreboding at all, okay maybe just a little bit. Regardless, M'gann assisted the Amazon in lifting up the downed woman and carrying her off, just as another group of these unfriendly men walked past, they appeared to be searching for something.

Artemis Crock felt like she had been hit with something hard. The Archer's flashed open to see a redhaired girl, dressed in a yellow suit crouching down next to her. Artemis only paid the barest attention to Junior Flash being next to her, she was more...she was more interested in how she was in this outfit. Tight green pants, a midriff baring top, and she had a quiver slung over her shoulder. A bow laid on the ground.

"What the hell happened here?" Artemis grumbled. "How did I get in this outfit?"

"Yeah, I was wondering what the hell happened," Whitney said. "You're not Green Arrow's bastard sister or something, are you? I know that Robert Queen couldn't keep it in his pants, not that Moira was much better, given that Speedy's real father was...."

"Not as far as I know," Artemis said. "Wait...the Green Arrow is Oliver Queen, isn't he?"

"Whoops, spoilers," Whitney grumbled.

Artemis just only paid the barest attention to this news, she did not know how this was going to happen.

"And I can't get ahold of anyone," Kid Flash added. "Flash doesn't know if I'm out here."

Whitney really could not get in touch with Barry, and she dialed into the frequency of his suit, but he was not responding. She wondered who the hell dropped her out here, with such hazy memories. Now granted, nine times out of ten, it was Thawne, so that was a pretty good assumption that the Reverse-Flash had been involved. He had a hate boner for Barry forever, for reasons which Whitney could not fully wrapped her head around.

"Watch your back, my father could be out here," Artemis said.

"Your father?" Kid Flash asked.

"Yeah, he's a bit of a douchebag," Artemis said. "And he put me in this outfit, likely as some kind of test. Only I don't remember seeing him any time soon...which means he drugged me when I was sleeping, took me out here, undressed me and put me in this outfit."

"That's...ugh," Kid Flash said.

The speedster screwed up her nose in disgust and Artemis would have to agree.

"So do you know how to use that bow?" Kid Flash asked.

"Yes," Artemis agreed.

"Your father's not involved in this, but we're in trouble."

Kid Flash jumped up, only to relax to see Helena there, and half dragging Mareena, with the help of some mysterious Martian and some Amazon. Artemis relaxed a little bit as well, both of them happy to see a familiar face.

"The more I think about it, there's something familiar about all of you," M'gann said. "It's like we know each other before."

"Don't be absurd," the Amazon sniffed. "I never met any of you in my life."

"You're a bit full of yourself," Artemis said. "Exactly who are you?"

"My name is Donna Troy, I am the Princess of Themyscira," she commented, sounding a bit cocky and self-assured at herself...now who are you?"

"I'm Artemis…."

"Hardly. I bet you can't even use that bow."

"How about I shove that bow up your smug little…."

"Ladies!" Whitney yelled to get their attention. "There's really no need for this...we're all in the same position. Maybe we should work together, or something."

Artemis and Donna glared at each other. M'gann frowned in confusion, and looked down at the girl, Mareena. Everything about this, was confused.

"I really don't know how we would know each other," Artemis said. "I don't even know how I could work with a spoiled brat like her."

"You dare take that name," Donna muttered.

"You should take that up with my mother," Artemis said icily.

"Did you see anyone out there?" M'gann asked.

"Only some boy with green eyes, but he was moving around in a hurry," Whitney commented. "Hot as this desert, but...he was babbling something about Death Eaters and Horcruxes, and Hallows, and Riddle. You don't think that he meant the Riddler, do you?"

Nygma being involved in this would just give her a headache. Still better him than Thawne, Whitney supposed.

"I don't know," Helena commented. "This is...well this is odd."

"What?" Artemis said.

"My display never lies and it says that it's September," Helena said.

The entire group had their full attention, except for the downed Mareena. It was September, but the last thing all of them remembered was in March. So how the hell did they lose six months of their life?

"First, we should revive Mareena," Helena said. "And then, we'll figure out where the missing six months went."

An entire group of mercenaries observed The Superboy being strapped down to the table. The robed priestess walked over to survey her captive on the table. Behind her, was the sinister psychic known as Psimon, who looked very pleased with his work.

"Explain to me what happened," the priestess said. "Because, I expected him to be a blank slate and not be so lucid when we found him."

Psimon peered into the mind of the young man and frowned, and then he turned back to the young priestess. The lead mercenary leaned against the wall, almost looking bored with the entire situation before them.

"Well, this is very curious," Psimon said. "His mind has some kind of natural defense, so it reverted to the memories of this….Potter persona."

"You mean one of the simulations that Cadmus put him through?" the priestess asked.

"Something along those lines," Psimon agreed. "But if this was a simulation, I must say that Cadmus outdid themselves with how vivid the memories are."

"Subject X," the priestess muttered.

Psimon obviously had not been privy that that information and had not felt it fit for him to ask. He looked into the mind and there should be nothing here, because he was not technically born even six months ago.

"He believes he's Harry Potter. He believes he's a wizard, hunting Horcruxes to stop an evil Dark Lord named Voldemort, born Tom Marvolo Riddle, who killed Harry's parents, Lily and James Potter. His best friends are…."

"I didn't ask for his backstory," the priestess replied shortly. "Those memories don't matter, I want Potter erased."

"There's a chance he could develop another persona once I do it," Psimon warned her.

"When the world burns, Eve will need her Adam to build it anew," she said. "Do as I say...unless you want to talk to Queen Bee."

"No, I don't wish to involve her," Psimon commented.

To involve Queen Bee, would raise some pretty unsettling questions regarding the fact how precisely Psimon locked the asset into this strange mode. A simulation, which Psimon was not certain was a simulation, because there should not be any memories of a simulation given he backed things off for nine months.

"Cadmus should have done the job right," she said. "But, now it's down to you to make sure you finish their work. Unless you're not up for it."

"Yes, I believe I can fix him," Psimon said.

The priestess moved over and casually stroked Harry's hair. His eyes snapped open and he struggled once again.

"You!" he yelled.

The priestess had been taken aback, there's no way he could have remembered. Unless, oh of course, he did not remember, he thought she worked for someone else. She put him back to sleep one more time.

"We did it."

One of the guards pointed out the flash of light and a silver sphere following down to the ground. Joy spread through the Priestess who turned the guards.

"Our partners new delivery system works," she said. "Our backers will be pleased."

She decided that the others being out there, despite their lack of memories could be a liability.

"Cain," she said.

"Yes."

"Make sure the others don't make it to this camp to retrieve their friend. Especially the Martian."

David Cain nodded and lead his team out. He was being paid for this and in more than money. He got paid in protection from a very dangerous woman in exchange for working for Queen Bee and Biayla.

Mareena returned to the world of consciousness after she had been hydrated by the combined forces of Donna and Helena. She shook her head, very hazed in the moment.

"Why am I on land?" Mareena managed. "And why am I so far away from home? My father, he never would have allowed this. Did Black Manta bring me here or something?"

The theory had been discounted straight away, because if it was someone like Black Manta, she would not be alive long enough to be saved.

"We've lost six months of our memories," M'gann said. "But...you can't really remove memories, you can only block them. I have a good idea how to find the backdoor which to restore our memories…."

"You can do that?" Artemis asked.

"Of course she can," Whitney said.

"So, with your permission, I can get our memories back, but...we're going to have to trust each other," M'gann said.

The entire group looked at each other. Artemis and Donna were the most hesitant of the entire group to join in this moment, but they nodded in response. The six girls stood in a circle, grabbing hands, and linking together.

It was like they were being taken into some weird tunnel. Everything flashed together, starting from the moment their memories ended. They came across the formation of the team, working together on several missions. M'gann "looked away" from several of the personal memories, the best she could, and the others shared that respect as well.

They flashed to Batman giving the mission briefing which lead them out ot Biyala, warning them to keep radio silence at all times. And yet, nothing prepared them for the psychic attack, along with the mysterious wave of dark mist that engulfed them as well to ensure that Harry went down.

Harry?

"HARRY!" the entire group shouted at once.

Gunfire reigned down on them. M'gann put up a telekinetic shield at the last minute to block the bullets from piercing them. The entire team, minus one, received their memories back, just in time to be attacked.

"David Cain!" Helena yelled.

"Great," Artemis muttered. "We better not take him lightly."

'I need to find Harry,' M'gann thought. 'He didn't...he didn't have any memories six months ago. And who knows what they're doing to him?'

'Go!' Mareena yelled. 'We'll hold them off.'

M'gann rammed two of the mercenaries into the sand and madly scrambled, retracing her tracks. She is pretty sure, but not entirely certain, that the reason they got mind-whammied was because they were a little bit too close to something.

Off in the distance, she only barely registered the combined forces of Artemis, Donna, and Helena fight off against this David Cain, who managed to hold off the attacks of the three talented members of the team quite easily.

M'gann slipped past the guard into camp. A couple of scientists analyzed a sphere, and M'gann snuck further in, where Harry is on the table, fighting the attack from the same psychic that wiped their memories earlier.

The psychic turned around, despite M'gann being invisible. He locked onto M'gann's mind and then dropped her to her knees, attacking her with a violent attack. M'gann howled in misery.

'Sloppy, inexperienced, foolish,' Psimon taunted. 'This time, I'm going to peel back the layers of your mind, and you'll lose more than six months, Martian.'

The straps restraining Harry broke free. M'gann kept Psimon locked onto the astral plane, feeling the white hot knives that was his metal attack attempting to slice her own mind into ribbons. Harry busted free and knocked the distracted Psimon, sending him flying backwards.

Psimon landed gracefully on his feet, and then he caught Harry's mind as well. Harry and M'gann reached for each other, clasping fingers, as the two of them were sucked on the astral plane.

"NO!"

The priestess attempted to stop Psimon from dragging Harry into the psychic arena. A dome of light appeared and caused the priestess to drop to her knees. The tent grew extremely chilly as the priestess dropped to her knees, pulling herself out of the way, fearful at what she had been forced to see.

Artemis did a tuck and roll and shot an arrow at the mercenaries chest, to drop him down to the ground. She got a leg up from Donna and then fired several more arrows at rapid succession. The arrows kept firing and knocking them down.

David Cain grabbed Robin by the throat.

"I helped train him," Cain said. "You don't know anything that he doesn't know."

"Does he know this?"

Robin dug into Cain's eyeball with a fingernail, causing him to recoil in misery. Then, she smashed into his knee, and took him down to the ground.

Two more mercenaries grabbed Robin by the shoulders. She slipped out with an acrobatic flip and dropped down onto the back of the head of his enemy.

Mareena was still a little rocky from being taken out earlier. Yet, there was still enough in her to swipe two swords, and knock the mercenary down to the ground.

"Yoink!"

Whitney pulled a pin from the grenade off of the belt of one of the mercenaries. He threw the belt off, wiping out several of his fellow mercenaries in the process. Artemis shot him in the back of the leg with an arrow and caught him with a kick.

Cain slashed down at Artemis, but she just barely blocked the attack. He took her down and prepared to stab her in the throat with a sword. Donna blocked the sword a second later. She dodged the attack from Cain.

"Wonder Woman's weaker sister," Cain said.

Donna punched him in the eye, which had already been inflamed by Helena's earlier attack. She sent Cain crashing down to the ground and then she put the sword at his throat. He slipped out from her grasp, and then threw two metal balls on the ground, releasing tear gas into the desert.

Whitney whirled her arms to suck the gas away. Cain slipped into the shadows.

"Where did…."

A loud clap echoed and energy came through the desert.

"I think M'gann found Harry," Whitney said.

Kid flash tried to rush over to check, but she hit the wall, in more ways than one. The thunderous explosion rocked Whitney back and dropped her onto the back.

Cain might have disappeared, but they had a bit of a bigger problem on their hand. Just a little bit of one, not too much.

M'gann deflected Psimon's brutal assault on the astral plane. There was no denying it, he was extremely good to the point where he was overwhelming her.

"What are they going to do when I wipe them and turn them into my employer's slaves?" Psimon asked. "And there's no one to fix them this time...I'm certain all of your friends will fetch a nice price to the highest bidder."

"You won't do that!" M'gann yelled. "You won't beat me."

"Oh, but I've already won," Psimon said. "All it will take is one of my friends to snap your neck while I have you distracted out there."

"That won't happen."

Harry knocked Psimon down the steps with a blast of energy. Psimon rose up and several rocks manifested, bombarding Psimon, forcing him to expel precious mental energy to block it. Several flaming dragons appeared when Harry approached him.

"It turns out that the key to expelling an enemy is not to clear your mind," Harry said. "But to clutter it...or put clutter in his mind."

Harry and M'gann locked hands with each other. His memories were flowing back completely, all of them. That was interesting, and it explained everything.

"And now, I've learned from my mistakes in a past life, I'm much more rounded," Harry said. "It's a pity for your employers."

"No, you won't remember anything from this," Psimon said. "PSIMON SAYS FORGET!"

He bombarded Harry with the most powerful metal attack. A shield absorbed the attack and blocked the attack.

"M'gann?" Harry asked.

"Yes," M'gann said.

"Kick his ass."

She just smiled and turned into a dragon on the astral plane. Psimon stepped back, fearful, as she bombarded from the attack.

"No, you can't do this!" Psimon yelled. "I command you to stop."

"No," M'gann said. "You didn't say Psimon says."

The mental attack blasted Psimon off of the astral plane, giving him a killer headache and a cracked dome, literally.

On the outside, Harry and M'gann dropped down. Harry turned his attention to the Priestess who had her hood down, revealing an attractive dark haired woman with blue eyes. She was muttering to herself.

"No, Daddy, I don't want to...you can't...only if we can….no," she muttered. "SHE KILLED YOU!"

The moment that psychic storm faded, the Priestess recovered and looked Harry in the eyes for ten seconds. She peered down at Psimon and then pulled him up, before crossing over through the portal.

M'gann and Harry sigh, they escaped, but they had been drained by the battle. A tingling feeling emitted from their minds, right before they lean in and kiss each other.

They stand up, all of the guards and scientists blacked out, shivering madly.

"Give them some chocolate, they'll be fine," Harry said.

"You sound like Uncle J'onn and his cookie fetish," M'gann said with a smile.

The sphere rolled across the room, not caring that it nearly rolled over a scientist. It stopped at Harry's arm.

"Well, I wonder why the Light took her," Harry said.

The sphere blinked a couple of times and Harry moved to exit, with the sphere rolling after him and M'gann followed him.

"Harry?" Whitney asked when M'gann and Harry joined the rest of the team.

"Yeah, I'm back, it's me, Hadrian Kent, Harry, Superman, and no one else," Harry said.

"So, what's the deal with what you were babbling?" Whitney asked.

"My mind diverted back to one of the simulations after Psimon wiped everything else, it was a failsafe Cadmus built in," Harry said. "But...we got him in the end...well he got taken by the Priestess….and now that I saw her face, I'll be able to figure out who she is."

"I'm surprised she let you," Mareena said.

"Well, she was out of it," Harry said.

Someone killed her father. The wheels got turning in Harry's mind.

"I'm just glad we're back together," Artemis said.

"Just one question," Whitney said. "You said your father's a douchebag…."

"My father is Sportsmaster," Artemis said.

"Seriously?" Whitney asked.

"Yes, seriously," Artemis said. "But, I'll tell you about it when we're on the ship, heading back...although…"

Sphere followed behind them. It was very obvious that they had gone off with a largest souvenir ever on one of their missions.

Harry rubbed his head and M'gann clasped his hand, warmly smiling at them.

'Harry, about…'

'It's not who I am anymore,' he said.

'I understand,' M'gann said.

And with that, M'gann respectfully allowed the matter to drop. It was not who you was, but who you would become.

The portal cracked open and Queen Bee looked up from her throne. The dark-haired woman in front of her just dropped Psimon down onto the ground with a thud. His screams of pain echoed, with his dome literally cracked, and blood pouring out of his nose and mouth.

"I believe this belongs to you."

"Yes, we still have some use for him," Queen Bee said. "I'll have him sent to the infirmary at once."

"He knows," Psimon groaned. "He knows."

"What's he babbling about?" Queen Bee asked.

"My beloved Superman," the dark-haired woman said. "Hadrian, that is….Hadrian Kent...I had him...right where I wanted him, only for the Martian Witch to steal him out from under my nose. I swear to…."

Queen Bee chuckled in amusement and she put her hand on the younger woman's shoulder.

"Nora, darling, you really need to learn to play the long game. Don't be impatient, that's what doomed your father. He lost sight of his overall plan in favor of petty revenge and well...you know what happened to him"

Nora Darhk closed her eyes, and she answered with a stiff nod.

"I understand, Aunt Marina," Nora commented smoothly. "But…."

"No, buts, darling," Queen Bee said. "Just step back...don't get hung up on your revenge on the Martian...or the Canary."

"She killed my father."

Queen Bee thought that Black Canary did the world a service by doing that, but she was not about to say that in front of the man's daughter. She did have, some scruples after all.

Back in the lab, Caitlin finished checking up on Harry, while Karen was looking over Sphere.

"This is interesting," Karen said. "And the League will be interested to know what Queen Bee was involved in...and about who was behind their new transport system."

Harry answered with a nod, catching M'gann out of the corner of his eye. Caitlin noticed him and stepped back.

"You're physically clear to go," Caitlin said.

"Thanks," Harry said.

He kissed Caitlin and then Karen, before walking out into the hallway to join M'gann. She sighed deeply and put her hand on Harry's cheek.

"I swear I did not intend to mind meld us when restoring our memories," M'gann said. "Especially without your consent…."

"I understand you did what you had to do," Harry said.

"But, we're as good as married on Mars," M'gann said. "But, if you want to...I'll respect…."

Harry silenced the nervous Martian with a kiss. She knew that this meant that he knew everything about her, and that meant everything. He knew who she was, just as much as she knew who Harry was.

"Maybe I should show you what people on Earth do on their wedding night," Harry said.

There was a long pause as M'gann looked confused by what he was talking about. Then it clicked.

"Hello, Megan!"

Harry just smiled and took Megan by the hand, off to the bedroom, with his really big bed, so he could accommodate the ever growing roster of women who shared his bed.