Hey y'all! This is my first ever fanfiction that I've put online. So, say what you would like to, I am totally open to suggestions and reviews. I do have to include the following, though:

I don't own Martian Manhunter or any other Justice League character, only Anya Kiln, Raelynn Faulk, and all of Anya's family.

Oh, and this is all AU based more on the animated Justice League TV show from the early 2000s than on the comics.

Enjoy!

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Chapter 1

The young woman was a bit nervous as she sat at the end of a booth in the Metropolis Diner, but she answered the interview question as best as she could. "I love to just sit and watch the sun go down or to have a conversation with anyone." She looked expectantly at the two men in the booth in front of her.

These men gave off a bit of an ominous presence through the way that they were just sitting there while they conducted the interview. Both me were broad-shouldered, well-built with quite a bit of muscle, seemingly tall, and had dark hair. The one on the left was Clark Kent, a reporter for the Daily Planet who had bright blue eyes that were dimmed by his glasses, while his companion had beautiful medium brown eyes. It was the companion, who had been extremely quite throughout the entire interview that looked up and addressed her after a few more minutes of eerie silence. "Thank you for coming to interview with us, but I am extremely sorry. This position is not quite suited for your expertise."

She nodded and sighed softly before she got up and left the diner. Clark just shook his head at his friend J'onn J'onzz while looking down and crossing the woman's name off of a list on the table. As he did so, he also spoke to J'onn. "You know, you've seen pretty much all of the eligible candidates in and around Metropolis, J'onn. You're running out of options."

"Well, then this venture is not going well, is it?" J'onn sighed as he took a sip of the black coffee sitting in front of him. It was one of the human habits that had grown on him since he first came to Earth two years before. Both he and Clark, under their identities of the Martian Manhunter and Superman (respectively), were two of the founding members of the Justice League. It had been decided, with some dissension from J'onn, that it was prime time for J'onn to learn how to be a part of human society. That was the reason why Clark was with J'onn in Metropolis, to find someone to help J'onn to adapt to the new world he now called home/

Clark shook his head again, looking up at J'onn with a smirk forming on his lips. "Now, J'onn, just because your standards for an assistant are extremely high, that doesn't mean that there is no one out there who would be capable of doing it." As the smirk grew into a smile, Clark looked to the end of the table to see April, the thin blonde waitress who usually helped them, standing with a smile on her face and their bill in her hand.

"It seems as though the two of you are trying to find someone to fill a position," she stated as she put the bill in front of Clark. Backing up slightly, she tilted her head to the right, as though inviting them to pick up the conversation.

Seeing this, J'onn skeptically looked at her and narrowed his eyes. "Should I even ask if you are interested? Because you look as though you are only curious."

April quickly stifled a laugh. "Don't take this the wrong way, but there is no way I would apply, especially since I would have to interview with the two of you. You do know that having the both of you sizing up an interviewee is slightly intimidating. Also, believe it or not, I actually do like the job I have here," she added, glancing around to judge where her boss was. "No, the real reason I asked was because I have a pretty good idea as to where you should go to find some good applicants."

"Oh really," Clark said, casting a glance over at J'onn, who looked away. "Turning back to April, Clark smiled and continued, "Well, you sparked my attention, at least. Where do you suggest my colleague goes to look for potential assistants? It is all for him, after all."

She leaned over the table so that only the men could hear her. "I promised to not say this to anyone, but I trust you guys and can tell you need help. There are many students at Wartburg College in Waverly, Iowa, that are graduating this year. So, there are obviously many willful applicants there. But, if I were you," she said, looking directly at J'onn, "I would seek out a young woman by the name Anya Kiln. She is the best at everything she sets her mind to, and no one can compare to the standards that she sets for herself." April righted herself, picked up their bill and said, "You just go to see Anya. Your food is on the house." She flashed one more big smile and went back to work.

Clark raised an eyebrow as he turned to look at J'onn. "Well, that was interesting. What do you make of it all?"

J'onn pondered it and looked back at Clark. "She seemed sincere. It is a bit odd that she said she was breaking a promise yet still decided to tell it to us." He took one last sip from his coffee, stood up and looked down at his friend. "I do think, however, that this Anya woman would be worth checking into. Let's go." Clark smiled wide as he got up, left a tip, and followed J'onn out the door to head to Waverly, Iowa.

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Just updated some spelling errors. Thanks so much to CrazyPhenom for correcting me and letting me know!

~DolphinPhoenix1217