Hi I'm medeamoviesmusicgoddess, but you can just call me mmmg, this is my fisrt fanction, like ever :) So I'm really excited. Hope you all like this;

P.S- This was inspired from darkangelwp's work, 'Triggering Trauma' (I think her writing is amazing, you guys should read it) A little of this might sound familiar, but rest assured, most of this is going to be from my own amazing imagination.

P.P.S- Like 'Triggering Trauma', there is going to be a slight crossover with Shin Megami Tensei, and I'll probably crossover Shugo Chara in the future ( I haven't really decided yet)

P.P.P.S- There is going to yaoi in this. So if you don't like it, don't read it. And please don't add nasty comments about it, I don't like it when people do that.

Without further ado, I will finally let Conner give the disclaimer.

Conner: medeamoviesmusicgoddess doesn't own Young Justice , only the OC's. If mmmg did, Aqualad would have been my boyfriend, Batman would have adopted me, and I would have beaten up Superman so bad, he would have been seeing kryptonite. ;)

Conner Kent sighed sadly as he watched the ending of the romance movie that Megan had picked out for him to watch. He stretched unceremoniously from where he was on the floor.

When the credits rolled, Conner decided to go for a walk in Happy Harbor. It was night and the moon was swollen and bright. Not many people were out, most were in there homes with their families.

All day he had been in a funk. Today, all of the team's mentors came to the mountain to find out their protegee's (Kid Flash) showed the Flash his collection of trophies they got from missions. Artemis showed Green Arrow her improved accuracy. Megan showed her Uncle Jon the pictures she captured of the team. Robin and Batman were reviewing pass cases that the team had taken up. Aqualad discussed with Aquaman the strengths and weaknesses of his leadership. Everyone show'd up, Everyone had someone, everyone except . . . Conner. The ever supporting Black Canary was there, trying fill in the void, but it wasn't the same. She wasn't Superman, she wasn't the one he was created from.

It wasn't that he wasn't grateful her being there, he was, but she didn't come of her own free will. Black Canary only came out of pity, not because she really wanted too. She felt sorry for him that Superman decided to completely ignore him. Well, Conner didn't want her pity or her excuses for Superman. What he wanted was somebody to be there for him, someone he could relate too. Conner wanted Superman to be there . . . but as always he was let down.

He shouldn't have been surprised though. Ever since Superman laid eyes on the young clone, Conner could clearly see the distaste on the man's face. The way he stiffened whenever Conner entered the room, or how his jaw would clench, muscles tense, when Conner would try to talk to him. The superhero never voiced his opinion against him, no, but it was clear as day that he wanted nothing to do with the boy.

He felt the burning sensation behind his eyes, and willed himself not to cry. He felt so cold and alone, and the freezing air wasn't making it any better. Was he so revolting that even his own sire was disgusted by the very sight of him. Conner's throat clogged up, and his chested ached just by the very thought. Oh, why couldn't he be accepted with open arms, instead of cold shoulders.

Before he knew it, he was in the park. He collapsed on the bench. Conner couldn't hold it back any longer. Fat, wet tears rolled down his cheeks. He roughly brushed them away, but more kept coming. He cried like a dam that was over-flowing, until he heard something.

Please don't cry little one

Conner jerked his head and jumped up from his seat.

"Who's there?!" He cried out.

He surveyed the place. No one was there. Conner hadn't heard any heartbeats or breathing with his super-hearing. -Maybe I'm imagining things- He thought and sat back down.

Don't be sad little one

The young clone sprung up again. He definitely wasn't hearing things.

"Show yourself!" Conner shouted in frustration. The voice chuckled lightly.

Why don't you come and find me little one

Conner was confused. He didn't know what to do. On one hand, following this person could be dangerous, and he should probably call the team, but on other hand, he just had this feeling in his heart, -this need- to find who this voice belonged too. It was the same feeling he got when he first met Wolf and Sphere.

Conner closed his eyes and shut out everything around him. He concentrated on the voice pulling him, ushering him forward. Slowly step by step he walked to the other side of the park. The trees became thicker and closer together. Sometimes he would bump into trees or stumble over a rock, but soon enough, he got his footing back.

Something brushed against Conner's side and he gasped, an arm or a leg he couldn't tell.

Congratulations, little one, you found me

He opened and drew out a breath. In front of him was a spirit of some sort that was bathed in gold, shimmery light. He ( at least Conner thought it was male) had long hair that reached all they way to his back with molten-gold eyes.

"Who- what are you?" Conner whispered quietly, as if he was afraid to break the silence.

The being circled around, acting as if he didn't hear Conner's question. Golden tendrils followed his every move. He stopped in front of Conner towering over him and cradled the boy's cheek. Conner leaned into the warm and welcoming touch. With voice like honey the being spoke;

Little one please don't cry, I will protect you. I'll take care of you

And he said it with so much love and care, that Conner couldn't help but burst into tears. No one, not even the team, had ever said that they would protect him. He was always the one protecting someone. And here this person was, saying they would take care of him. To Conner, it was a very nice change.

I promise I will always be with you

Then the being started to recede. The golden tendrils turned into mist, his body fading away. Connor could do nothing but watch as the being scattered into the wind. In it's wake, was a golden necklace. It was stunning. In the middle was a large sapphire stone surrounded by golden wings with a amaranth heart-shaped stone dangling from beneath it. On either tips of the wings were tear-drop shaped rubies hanging by a strand made from pearls. On both sides of the wings were crosses, each decorated with emeralds, garnets, amethysts, aquamarines, and pearls. The necklace took Conner's breath away.

Somehow, Conner knew the necklace was for him. He gently tugged it from where it was hovering in the air. When it was finally in his hands, he observed it to admire it's intricate designs.

All of a sudden, as Conner brushed his fingers against the giant stone in the middle. He was hit with intense pain.. The grip on the priceless jewelry tightened, as he knelt forward in pain. He screamed in anguish. Conner's suffering was torture, it felt like white hot iron rods were burning his insides. His entire body trembled with agony. It felt like it had been going on for hours, until consciousness came and took him away to sweet oblivion.

Author Note: If anybody who is a beta reader, who would like to beta this story, please message, since I don't have one. Also, don't forget to review :)