Chapter 58

Roanoke Island, the site of the fabled lost colony of the United States of America, remained silent and unsettled. Yet, there were rumors, legends, whispers, the ghosts of those lost colonists caused mystical energies to be strong at this point of the island.

The actual explanation had been far more chaotic. Leading to the one and only, Klarion the Witchboy coming up. Klarion whipped out three metal staffs and slammed them into the ground. The staffs flared to life and caused energy to whip across the mystical, cursed location.

"Come to me! Woton! Blackbriar Thorn! Felix Faust!"

The three individuals in question popped up with a flash of light. Klarion broke into a soft smile, bristling with excitement as the gang all showed up. All three of the very bad criminals showed up to join Klarion. Woton, Thorn, and Faust all dropped to their knees, each clutching a staff. The fourth staff popped out of Klarion's hand and rooted deep into the ground.

Runic symbols burned into the ground which they stood. The power had been at hand and Klarion tilted his head back to bask in the energies surrounding the island. He could feel it, tonight chaos in the air was high.

"And soon, our plan will be at hand," Klarion said.

"Yes because it's obvious you have everything handled."

Nora Darhk appeared in the shadows, standing slightly behind Klarion. The sorceress critically observed the runic symbols being carved into the Earth. Not bad work, but Nora thought it had been misplaced. Then again, Klarion had a fair for the dramatics which caused him problems. As long as it fed into her plans, then Nora would stand back and allow the little devil to work his chaos magic.

"I told you, I have this all under control," Klarion said.

"That remains to be seen. Right now, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. Slip and there will be consequences."

Nora pulled out a glowing red emerald which caused Klarion and his companies to back off and breath in. That particular object caused Klarion some great unrest when locking eyes onto it. Klarion recovered first, and sneered in disdain at Nora.

"Oh, some kind of Chaos Emerald. How quaint? Maybe you can summon some blue hedgehog as your familiar next. And will he be faster than the Flash? I suspect Internet fanboys will work themselves into nosebleed trying to do the math on that."

Nora lifted the emerald up and Klarion blinked. He knew better than to try this woman right now, especially when there was work to be done. And a war with the individual Nora claimed to serve...well Klarion did not want to try this one now.

Best to stick with the next phase of the Lights hand. The circle had been completed.

"And now, forward, my friends. And let the ramifications plunge two different worlds into chaos!"

Klarion placed his hand on the ground. Faust, Thorn, and Woton all copied his motions and everything vibrated through the Earth's core. The energy caused Woton, Faust, and Thorn to disappear before Klarion's eyes. Which indicated everything had gone to his plan.

Quiet night in Happy Harbor, with Anissa and Harry leaving a small arena. Anissa, dressed nicely in a black leather jacket, tight leather pants, and a white shirt underneath, with her hair tied in a ponytail left with a frown on her face. They had just gotten back from watching an underground fight, featuring the debut of a very popular and well-known name from the scripted world of professional wrestling.

"First round," Anissa said. "He got knocked out in the first round. All that hype for that performance."

"Well, to be fair, he was very entertaining before the fight," Harry said. "So, dinner or…."

The question had been left hanging in the air. Anissa considered Harry, very carefully.

"Maybe," Anissa said. "My mother wants to meet you and now my sister...she wants to see the guy who...made me question my sexuality."

"Did more than make you question it," Harry said.

"You know what I mean," Anissa said.

Harry just offered a smile and decided if that's what Anissa wanted, that was what was going to happen. Tonight is a nice night, and unlike Gotham or Star City, or even Central City and Metropolis, it was a very peaceful night without any problems. The type of night which made Harry relax. The Team had not really encountered anything ,so this was a rare period of downtime.

All good things came to an end. Harry always had to look at that fact. Some would call him a pessimist, but Harry would call himself a realist for such thoughts.

Suddenly, something prickled down Harry's spine and made him shudder. Anissa turned her attention towards Harry, and nudged him with a playful smile. She looked extremely amused, although Harry was pretty certain she had misread the situation.

"C'mon...visiting my family's not going to be that bad. Okay, my sister can be annoying, but she's thirteen...she'll grow out of it...I think….I hope she will."

That particular comment lightened the mood somewhat. Although it did not stop Harry's sense of dread. He put a hand on Anissa's shoulder and leaned towards her.

"No, not that."

A flash of light out of the corner of Harry's eye. He could feel it. Dark magic, dark magic of the worst kind.

The screams filled the streets. One woman screamed in terror when she looked down at an empty baby carriage. Every adult on the street, who had been accompanied by a child, began to freak out, and their freakouts were justified.

"Anissa, they're...gone," Harry said.

Anissa's eyes grew wider than saucers when Harry pointed them out. Adults, but with children, and naturally adults who just lost their children without any explanation underneath their noses resulted in panic. People screaming, running around, looking about frantically if this was some kind of joke.

"What...happened?" Anissa asked.

"SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME! MY BABY! MY BABY!"

Harry wished he knew how to appease the crowd which had been about ready to riot Something in the air caused the prickling in his spine to continue to go hard. He brushed across the back of his ear, which tingled. Something caused Harry to be alert. The answers just dangled over his head, waiting to be grabbed. And yet, most frustratingly, they were just out of reach.

Anissa's phone went off and Harry had a bad feeling about this.

"Mom?" Anissa muttered. "Hang on a second."

Harry spread his arms out and tried to get a feel of the magic spreading through the air. Anissa's frantic conversation with her mother on the end of the phone snapped Harry out of it. It hammered home just how dire this entire situation was.

"Jennifer….she disappeared from the dinner table?" Anissa asked. "Yeah...yeah...it's happening out here too...I was with Harry...and all of the kids that were outside...they're gone...just...calm down...I'm sure the Justice League is on it, or something. I'll be home soon...yeah….just….I don't know...we'll find her...someone will."

Anissa put her phone down. There were sometimes where Anissa admittedly wished her sister just disappeared into thin air. Yet, she never was serious about it. And this was pretty serious, because everyone seemed to lose their children, at least if they were under eighteen.

"There's something wrong," Anissa said. "We got to tell someone."

Harry was just about to slip off and send a message to the Justice League. However, he noticed something barreling towards him at the speed of the light.

Off to the side, Anissa turned her head. It was not a bird, it was a plane, it was Supergirl, who stood down on the ground. Under normal circumstances, this would be the best day of Anissa's life. Under these circumstances, the appearance of Supergirl brought some bad news.

"There's something up," Kara said. "I mean it...there was an entire school bus for of children….I rescued it...and…"

A hand reached over and cupped onto Kara's shoulder. Harry had some kind of calming effect on her. And she would not have normally approached Harry in her civilian attire, unless it had been beyond serious.

"Calm down," Harry said. "Children are disappearing, it's happening everywhere."

Anissa raised her eyebrow and looked from Harry to Supergirl. Not that it was the time or the place, but did Harry know...nah it couldn't be. Anissa put the thought into the back of her mind. No matter how much sense it would have made.

"Strange goings on, isn't it?"

Harry, Kara, and Anissa all turned to see an attractive woman standing in the street corner, with long dark hair. She wore a trench coat, a tan shirt, and jeans, and smoked a cigarette. Harry had been surprised, because he was pretty sure this woman had not been there. At least until she decided to spoke up.

"Do you know what's going on?" Harry asked.

"Dark magic, luv," she said with a drag of her cigarette. "Some little bitch boy came out to play, got his knickers in a twist after the last time you and your little harem humiliated him. And now, he's split Earth into two. One half the adults...the other half, the children."

Harry raised an eyebrow and came closer towards this mysterious woman. He had no idea what to say, many questions followed. The woman just smiled, and obviously sensed the question had been coming.

"Oh ,and the name's Constantine."

This little revelation did not answer Harry's question. It just raised more questions than he had moments ago.

A training session finished up for the rest of the team. Black Canary and Wonder Woman backed off, allowing Sara, Zatanna, Helena, Donna, Megan, Artemis and Whitney to all do their own thing. Whitney made her way to the couch while Artemis plugged her laptop. Mareena assisted her mother with a demonstration for the first year students at the Academy, and Harry was out on a date.

"And now, she's the hottest new thing in Gotham City, Batgirl," Stephanie Brown said on her webcast, the Spoiler Report. "But, the real question is that everyone is asking for Batgirl, is whose baby are you?"

Whitney fixed a plate of nachos and walked over. Artemis snagged one and Whitney just raised the eyebrow before shoving them down her mouth. Artemis just shrugged, one of these days, Whitney was going to eat so much she was going to choke.

Regardless, Whitney turned her attention to Stephanie. Who had been standing outside of the Gotham City Police Department. A dangerous spot for her to be in, and Artemis could not deny the brazen nature of this particular woman.

"There's been numerous vigilante activities over the past five years which was attributed to either Batman or the long departed Batwoman, who was active in Gotham City for a short time eight years ago. Right before she mysteriously dropped off of the radar. But could it be Batgirl? Could she be the one behind the mysterious vigilante activity?"

Sara and Zatanna exchanged knowing smiles. They would not be so surprised if this was the case to be honest. All of the pieces in the puzzle added up.

"And let me get a word from someone coming out of the GCPD...excuse me Detective...do you have a statement?"

The Detective in question happened to be the one and only Harvey Bullock who gave Stephanie one of those looks. The Detective chewed on his ever present toothpick. He considered the girl for several minutes.

"Kid, tonight's a school night," Bullock said. "Let the GCPD worry about this...Batgirl."

"So, no comment?" Stephanie asked.

"Look, scram," Bullock said.

"Helpful as always, isn't he?" Sara asked.

"Well, it's Bullock," Helena said with a shrug.

In a pop, Bullock disappeared. And he was not the only one, as the three cops who walked down the steps of the precinct at that time vanished without a trace. Stephanie almost dropped her jaw live on air and said the one thing which would ensure this clip would go viral.

"What the actual fuck?"

Stephanie moves her camera back, to the streets. There were no adults anywhere, not as far as the eye could see. This raised some extremely unsettling questions as to what could have happened.

"Everyone under eighteen seems to have vanished," Stephanie murmured in a hushed voice. "So...try not to panic, okay?"

Artemis, Whitney, Sara, and Zatanna turned around. They all looked shocked at the fact that Miss Martian, Wondergirl, Black Canary, and Wonder Woman all disappeared from view. In other words, the team member of the cave who had been over the age of eighteen.

Quickly, Helena dialed up Harry and frowned. There had been no network.

"Harry's not answering," Helena said. "He's gone too."

"Okay, don't panic," Artemis said.

"For the record, it's not just Harry," Helena said. "It's everyone over the age of eighteen."

"Okay, maybe we should start panicking," Artemis said.

"Just wait a second, I'll try to get through," Helena said.

Helena tried to contact the Batcave. No response, not even Alfred. Everything caused an unsettling feeling to spread through Helena's stomach. And she was not the only one. The entire team could sense they had been on their own.

And this time, it was all too real.

Kara came back around after dropping off Anissa back home. Harry figured he would owe Anissa some explanations in a while. But now, they had to focus on the situation at hand, namely the fact that every underneath the age of eighteen and everything over the age of eighteen.

Black Canary, Wonder Woman, Miss Martian, and Wondergirl all stood in the cave, shell shocked. The image of the completely baffled Harvey Bullock appeared on the screen of Artemis's laptop with a very flummoxed look on his face. Constantine cleared her throat.

Megan and Donna rushed over to embrace Harry. They were happy to see him here and Harry was happy here to be with them. Of course, not so happy that the rest of the team had been there.

"What happened?" Donna asked.

"We were in the cave," Megan said. "And then everyone disappeared...well except for us two, Diana, and Donna...and then…."

"Anissa and I were out on our date," Harry said. "And then poof, all of the children on the street were gone. It happened to Anissa's younger sister...and it's happening to everyone."

"Everyone who is under eighteen," Kara confirmed.

That raised a lot of questions as to how this happened and who pulled this off. The figure which joined them in the cave raised a few eyebrows.

"Joan Constantine," Harry said.

"So, she's...John Constantine's sister, right?" Megan asked. "Uncle J'onn, he told me…."

"It's more complicated than that," Harry said.

Then again, this entire night was more complicated than the average caper. The bad guys the team fought on a regular basis was nothing compared to the reality warping.

"Long time no see," Constantine told Black Canary. "Still looking good."

Black Canary smiled. Sure the look changed, but the same attitude, it had been right there.

"You've changed," Black Canary said.

"Obviously," Constantine said moments later. "The Amazon virus could have buggered me, had I not been so adaptable. Plus, it's a lot easier for demons and dark lords to let their guard down when you're a bird, as opposed to a bloke. Although the bathroom thing was a learning curve….and for the record, I'm biologically, spiritually, and emotionally female. Magic...can't live with it, I can't live without it."

Constantine stared Harry down who just smiled and cleared his throat. The eyes of Diana and Dinah locked onto Constantine which pretty much told her to get to the point. Which they would, in a matter of speaking. For now, they had a lot of questions.

"Where's the rest of the team?" Megan asked. "Donna and I are here...and you are...but they just disappeared...everyone disappeared."

"Everyone over eighteen went to one Earth, and everyone under eighteen went to another Earth," Constantine explained.

"How does that make any sense?" Megan asked.

A roguish smile crossed over the face of the very troubled sorceress who answered in the most obvious way possible.

"It's magic," Constantine replied.

"Well, in years since we were born, technically Kara and I are over eighteen," Megan said. "But...we spent time in stasis...where our aging had been frozen. And Harry...he was created six months ago."

"Yes, but my soul is over eighteen years old," Harry said. "The magic obviously has more to do with mentality, then it has to do with actual, chronological age."

A grim nod followed on the part of Constantine, who thought that Harry explained it far more succulently and with far less headaches than some would. Somehow, you had to keep it simple.

"Hit it right on the head," Constantine said.

"So, would that mean that people, adults, who have the emotional development of a child would be over on that other Earth?" Black Canary asked.

Constantine thought it could very well be the case. The only problem was, this type of chaos magic was tricky and unwieldy, with too many variables. And there were a lot of variables, when you factored in the nutcase who had been involved.

"We need to stop this before people get hurt," Diana said.

"Unfortunately, the casualties will already have been high," Constantine grimly told them.

Regardless, they needed a bridge to get from one world to the other, and hopefully eliminate the cause of the split. Without cracking both Earth's like eggshells. First, they needed to locate the source. And while Constantine had her ideas, assumption had been the mother of all failure when dealing with magic.

The entire team, minus Donna, Harry, and Megan, swept out into the chaos of the streets. Cars laid in various states of wreckage. Zatanna waved her hand and caused the trapped doors of the vehicle to get open. Artemis and Whitney moved in to get the scared and terrified children out of there.

"We've got to get the message out to people, telling them not to panic," Helena said.

"I couldn't have agreed more myself."

Mareena turned up, dressed in her civilian attire at the street. The entire team turned their attention to their normal team leader. They had been surprised to see her. Tonight had been a big night for her.

"I'm guessing the same thing is happening in Atlantis," Artemis said.

"You're correct," Mareena said.

"Then, maybe you should have been there watching over them," Helena said.

"Tula has agreed to watch over Atlantis for me, "Mareena said. "If the surface world descends into chaos, then the sea may be in peril."

Mareena could only guess what was going on. The best she could tell, anyone over eighteen had been magically erased from this Earth.

"With magic, what is done can be undone," Mareena said. "If we know the right combination of spells, that is."

"Which we don't," Zatanna grimly said.

Yes, Mareena had been afraid of that. They did not know much of anything.

"We're going to have to do something," Artemis said. "Because, I don't know if you've noticed, but there are planes, trains...and cars out there with...oh shit!"

A plane startled hurtling towards the ground. You did not have to have Kryptonian hearing to pick up the screaming children. And the fact they were going to smash into the ground and likely kill others who could not get out of the way in time.

"Stand back!" Kid Flash yelled.

The rotation of Whiney's arms at super speed caused a gust of wind which slowed down the plain. It had been something she had seen Barry, and then Iris do. Whitney managed, just barely, to keep the plane from smashing to the ground and moved it over, so it did not hit anyone from civilian.

Barely, Whitney managed to prevent a catastrophe. Just by the skin of her teeth she did.

The cyclone Whitney created had left the plane to land on the ground, in a field. The team moved in to get the terrified children out of the plane. Many of them were shaking. They did not know any safe place out there.

"What do we do now?" Whitney asked. "We could really use Kryptonians now. It's just that most of them are gone."

"We're their only hope," Mareena said.

This gave some of the team members the darkest, most dire sense of deja-vu.

"Oh, please tell me this ends up being a simulation this time," Sara said.

"I'm afraid this is the real deal," Helena said.

"And no Harry to bail us out this time," Whitney muttered.

"Harry would have been the first to tell us that it was a team effort who get us through this messes, "Mareena said.

"Yes, but if it wasn't for Harry, that time we would have been dead," Sara argued.

Mareena could not dispute this, as much as she hated to.

It happened all over again, only for real this time. Surely every single adult on Earth did not get wiped out at once. If that was the case, they were on their own. And they were the ones who had to protect the children that remained from falling into despair.

If there was some small sliver of hope, then they could work forward from there.

"Whitney, come with me," Mareena said. "We need to get a message out to the kids of the world."

"Well, the best place to do that now is to the Internet," Whitney said. "Every tech savvy kid in the world is plugged in…"

Artemis snapped her fingers as the answer dawned upon her.

"Stephanie's webcast has the best reach," Artemis said.

"Right, the three of us will go and get to Gotham," Mareena said. "Try and see if you can find any help...because this is going to get better before it gets worse."

They all nodded in agreement before the team split up and went their separate ways. Sara, Zatanna, and Helena walked around to help as many children as they can. Even though they were going around in circles. Helena sent a signal for any teenage heroes who could here it.

The League, along with Supergirl, Miss Martian, Superman, and Wondergirl were all gone, which meant they lost some heavy hitters. They needed to level the playing field and now.

New York City descended into complete and utter chaos. A wide eyed fourteen year old girl looked up at the terrified children. Mary Bromfield, born Mary Batson, alias Captain Marvel, stood, unsure what to do. Seeing the adults disappear left her mode locked into her current form. Which was not the bold and brave Captain Marvel, but rather a terrified fourteen year old girl.

"Oh, this is nuts," Mary said. "What happened? This shouldn't be happened...and I can't turn into Captain Marvel...or I could disappear as well."

The screams of the children jolted Mary out of her crisis. She had to do it, Mary had to help, no matter what. She had to find the Team too...if they did not disappear with everyone else. Mary pulled her hair back, thinking it was very lucky she went to school.

But, these children, they needed saving and Mary was the only one capable of doing it. She rushed over.

"Hang on, kids, I'll get you out."

Mary tried to rip open the car. But, she had no way to get those children out. Not without turning into Captain Marvel and disappearing. She pulled and pulled and all she achieved was some raw, and swollen fingers. Mary tried not to lose it.

"Okay, maybe if i get a crowbar, I can get them out," Mary mused.

A strand of webbing latched onto the side of the car and pulled it over. The children screamed at their savior, almost relieved. Mary only saw a glimpse of a young woman, wearing pink and white, with some black, and a spider themed pattern at that.

"Thank you, Spider-Girl!"

The savior swung away before Mary could thank her as well. She did not know what to do.

"What would Superman do?" Mary asked.

Mary gazed up at the Jumbotron. Normally the ever present form of J. Jonah Jameson was up there. Today, he had been replaced by a seventeen year old intern who looked in way over her head. And yet, it had fallen upon her to speak the message.

"Just remain calm. First and foremost, it's up to the teenagers to take the role as parents now...take care of everyone...until we have to sort this out. Some of the best young minds at Midtown High School are working on trying to figure out what happened...but all we can do is make sure everyone is safe and secure...and hope that this nightmare ends. No one should try and be a hero."

That statement registered with Mary, who frowned from ear to ear.

"Someone has to be," Mary said. "There's one hope...if it's mystical…...I've got to reach the team...now."

A newspaper article from a paper left abandoned caught Mary's attention. The fastest way to get there is to fly. And a mad idea entered the mind of Mary Bromfield at this moment. If she needed to get there, she needed to think outside of the box.

At Happy Harbor High School, Karen Beecher and Wendy Harris moved in to escort a small group of terrified children inside They had no idea what was happening, not that anyone did. Several of the school students, the seniors that were not over eighteen leading the path, but they were few and far between.

"It's okay," Karen said. "We have snacks in the gym...and we...we have everything set up."

The children all murmured. Wendy and several of the underclass cheerleaders patted the young kids on the face.

"It's going to be fine," Wendy said.

Much said to reassure herself, than to reassure these children. The truth is, Wendy could not even say things were going to be okay. The pit of despair in her stomach just grew.

"Oh, good they're here," Karen said.

Off to the side, White Canary, Robin, and Zatanna appeared at the edge of the gym. They were pretty happy to see them and get the help they needed. Karen rushed out to join the trio of young heroines. Robin, who had taken on the leadership role, smiled.

"There should be more supplies coming in," Robin said. "Both medical supplies and everything else. Just keep them as calm as you can."

The cheerleaders all nodded. They had been missing Donna and Megan in their group, but their eighteenth birthdays must have already happened.

"Most of them are still in shock," Wendy said. "I don't think it's settled in."

"What's going to happen?" Karen asked. "Are we going to vanish when we turn eighteen as well? Until everyone on Earth is wiped out...is this another virus targeted at adults as opposed to men?"

These questions caught the trio who had brought them the supplies off guard.

"I don't know," Zatanna admitted. "We're trying to figure that out."

The three members of the team made their way out of the exit and to the parking lot. Another supply truck showed up. The teenage driver backed up, breathing heavily. It had been her father's company, but surely he would not mind if they had used it in the case of an emergency.

As Sara helped the driver unload, Zatanna turned to Robin, a bit of despair crossing her face.

"Please tell me we have relief."

"I've got in touch with a few more," Robin said. "Raven and Rocket are helping out, as is Stargirl and...but we're running out of time.."

"Does Raven know anything? "Zatanna asked.

Hope sprung eternal, and Zatanna hoped a fellow user of magic might be able to shed some light on these mysterious happenings.

"No, she said she could sense something malicious in the air, but she can't figure out what it is," Robin said.

This really did feel like the end of days. Despite the Team doing what they could to get the message out, to stay calm, they worried about the ramifications. A world without adults would not function forever. The teenagers did their best, but they could not run everything.

And with all of the infrastructure and services which needed to be maintained, the next few days or weeks lined up to be pretty dark. No hospitals, no police, no water, nothing was being maintained.

They needed to fix this. And fast.

Harry stood in the cave and closed his eyes. He could feel something, the wall dividing them. But, no matter how hard he nudged on it, there was a spring back effect.

Constantine gathered all she needed to create some locating ritual. Harry turned his attention from that, to Cat on the television screen. She looked pretty somber. And Harry did not envy anyone right now.

"There's investigations going on, regarding the cause of what happened to the children of the world. Everyone under eighteen has disappeared. Protests are currently going on in Metropolis, New York, Star City, Central City, and Gotham...everywhere. But, the authorities urge everyone to remain calm...rioting at this point will only burn up precious time that could be spent locating their children."

Constantine sat in the middle of the cave and could feel the mystical energies surrounding her. Harry tingled again, the buzzing in his ear just grew more intense. Yes, there was something alright, something bad just gripping them all.

Suddenly, Constantine's eyes flashed open. What she feared the entire time, had come to pass.

"Roanoke Island," Constantine said. "I should have known that's where the little bitch boy and his butt buddies were holed up. We could be buggered. He's his most powerful there."

Harry crossed the room. Eyes locked onto the Helmet of Nabu for a good long minute. Consideration with the worst case scenario at play. Consideration that he might have to use the helmet to level the playing field if every other option had been spent.

"That's risky business, dealing with Fate," Constantine remarked.

"Only half of the helmet is here," Harry said.

Constantine knowingly smiled. Powerful magical artifacts were always tempting to use when there had been a dangerous situation.

"Therefore it's unstable and I would highly advise you not to put it on," Constantine said. "I know, your magical core...your choice...but…."

Harry picked up the Helmet and stuffed it in a bag. This was the one thing Harry did not want to do, put on the Helmet. Because he would have to fight with Nabu tooth and nail for control. And while Harry would win, the potential aftershocks might be worse than Klarion splitting the world.

Last case scenario. Harry turned his attention to Black Canary who had just returned.

"We're getting ready to attack them," Black Canary said. "When we figure out…."

"Roanoke Island, pretty bird," Constantine said. "Home of disappearing colonists and bitch boys the entire world over. It's not going to be easy to strike him on his own turf."

Harry prepared to do this. Donna and Megan had already been at the Hall of Justice, helping the league Coordinate their efforts. Dinah, Diana, Constantine, and Harry would join them.

A risky idea enters Harry's mind where if he could somehow lock into the other half of the helmet, he might be able to do something with it. However, the barrier between two worlds fortifying made it harder.

Kate Bishop had been a bit throne off because of this manic girl showed up at the front door of her penthouse and asked if she could get a ride in her private yet. But, that's not the strangest thing which happened today. The young heiress let this girl, Mary ,to the private hangar outside of Queens.

"So, are you capable of flying this jet?" Kate asked.

And so the flaw in Mary's plan she did not think through reared its ugly head.

"Well, no, I really can't," Mary sheepishly admitted. "But, you can, can't you?"

Kate nodded and lead Mary onto the plane. After running through all of the safety checks, Kate flew her private jet into the air. She was glad for the flying lessons that her mother insisted on.

"Well, we should get to Rhode Island in about an hour," Kate said. "Weird place to want to go...but hey, who am I to judge?"

One could see Kate flip her hair, sighing in frustration. Mary thought the sooner she reached the cave, the better off they would be. Something told her that the longer this lasted, the more dangers there were of the adults not coming back.

"I didn't think I would be spending my eighteenth birthday flying some weird girl around," Kate said. "But, if it's going to save the world…."

"Wait, you're going to be eighteen?" Mary asked.

"At Midnight," Kate said.

As if on cue, the clock began to strike twelve. Kate faded from existence and left Mary in a plane with no one flying it. This caused Mary's eyes to widen, as the plane spiraled into freefall with the powerless girl on it.

"OH FUDGE!"