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Blue Beetle/Jaime Reyes x Oc

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Ch. 1; Arrival

Watch Tower

March 16, 12:27 EDT

"She wants to talk to you."

"The girl?" John Stewart raised a tentative brow in response to Batman's rather frank greeting, his eyes watching the other in what seemed like a judicious display. Bruce gave the usual concise nod, turning and finding brief humor at the aggravation set over his colleague's face. It was supposed to be the Lantern's day off…and yet he was confronted with the tedious task of associating with another alien hitchhiker daring -either that or ignorant- enough to fly carelessly into Earth's atmosphere.

The Lantern followed, impatience being evident in his tone at the thought of some youthful species screwing around and wasting their time for no decent reason; much like Earth's lovely children of the more recent generations. Exhaustion and hunger prodded at the man's aching head as if dulled knives skimming the surface of his skull. He could feel a migraine coming on…that would be the third on in the last week. John quickly attempted to distract himself with an insignificant question; seeming convinced that not thinking about the current obstruction of pain that prevented the man from properly focusing would assist in a slowly emergent relief.

"What kind?"

"We don't know. She won't talk unless she speaks to this sector's Green Lantern." Bruce turned around with the expected expression of a blank and unwavering stare. He typed in the door code and stepped aside to let him in. Nightwing looked up from his once intense glare at the rather young humanoid female before briefly smiling at the two's arrival.

"About time." Dick leaned back into the wall, his attention quickly diverted once again as she perked up upon the Lantern's arrival. She sat in a metal interrogation chair patiently.

The man's expression alone told the girl within the moderately confining room that he was rather displeased…that and the fact that she could hear his thoughts. His were, thankfully, the only set in the current room that were not accusations nor inquiries, but simply distraught complaints of a throbbing sensation rubbing at the base of the poor man's head. He was met with the oddly familiar sight of gray toned skin, and fully yellow eyes with the slightest outline of an iris adorned with strikingly white pupils. She stood, disregarding the defensive positions both Batman and Nightwing had engaged in before setting two fingers delicately against Stewart's forehead in a swift motion. She was light on her feet…and apparently talented with the mind.

His headache was gone.

"You are not Hal Jordan." A pathetically squeaky voice spoke up; Lithia's patience running thin against her once impenetrable tolerance.

"Hal Jordan's currently off world."

"I see. Then you are the Lantern of this sector, I presume?" That piercing stare outlined by black skin markings…it was so familiar. The color's illumination flickered, the exotic appearance delicate and fairly blank with each faint movement the orbs made. The name of her kind was begging to roll off the tip of his tongue, yet he still couldn't seem to recall. It was no wonder she had requested Hal Jordan…Hal was better with these kinds of things.

"You're a Zatian." The name finally hit him, and she nodded.

"Then you know. Because of my home's…excessive…condition, they have sent all younger generations to nearby planets. I ask for permission to temporarily reside on Earth under your watch until our dilemma is resolved. Upon restoration of Zata; I will leave."

"What's the…dilemma?"

She looked at the youngest man…his stance secure and expression unwavering even as she made her presence known to the inner workings of his mind. He simply narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms as if defiant, or unimpressed. Strength of character was always something to admire…she couldn't deny this meager human's spirit. The minute they made eye contact she read him inadvertently, learning his name and history within a matter of seconds before blinking and finally answering his nearly-forgotten question.

"Zata currently endures a world-wide civil war. It advanced to the point where they evacuated anyone under the age of seven hundred rotation-cycles." She glanced between the three men as if awaiting a response. She simply read their minds instead.

"If you're going to stay here…quit with the telepathy. It's a violation of privacy." Batman glowered intensely, his rather pestered and intolerant expression countering her undemonstrative one. In the last two hours she's hardly broken her resolute countenance…it was something to either respectfully admire, or deliberate over due to her minor-like appearance. Seven hundred solar-cycles? That more than likely meant some kind of tiny number like five years old in human terms.

"Pardon it. At times it seems to work without my consent. We are not Martians…our self-restraint is nowhere near as resilient or constant."

"We'll inform the rest of the League. This isn't exactly a one vote situation." John looked to Nightwing with a stiff nod before following Batman out of the interrogation room. The door slid shut, and Lithia couldn't help but to hold back in asking a slew of newly-formed questions. The metal rings holding her hair together clicked against the lone-standing chair, each tiny movement being noted as the alien lent forward in her seat.

"He does not seem very credulous." The hero looked to her with a humored countenance. She was spot on with her assumption.

"Who Batman? Not particularly, no." She barely smiled.

Mount Justice

March 17, 06:15 EDT

-Recognize Nightwing B01, Lithia A14-

"Who?" Beast Boy perked up from his seat at the table; his ears twitching rather awkwardly at the unfamiliar designation. What was 'A' again? He couldn't remember…Authorized Guest? Yea…that sounded right.

"She's a temporary member of the team…this is Lithia." Nightwing extended an open palm directed at the floating alien, her appearance being somewhat unordinary even in comparison to M'gann. Wonder Girl bolted to her feet from the couch; a swiftly extended hand outstretched in a matter of seconds as if to welcome her without hesitation. In all honesty…the action confused the Zatian.

What was she supposed to do? This girl's hand was just…expectant. Almost too eager in an attempt to make a new acquaintance…or perhaps just a simple salutation that was overwhelmed by her noticeably enthusiastic persona? Yellow eyes glanced at the hero's extremity and back up to meet her vivacious expression. Both sets of lips pursed simultaneously, one from uncertainty and the other from slight confusion at the newcomer's obvious hesitation. Cassie quickly smiled in hopes of lightening the awkward tension.

"It's a greeting. You shake it." The blonde muffled a laugh before extending it further; receiving a surprisingly firm grip from the other female as she stiffened an understanding nod.

"I'm Cassie!"

"Lithia."

She felt…nervous.

"I'm M'gann." The Martian waved and floated over with a hospitable countenance; Lithia's earlier observations outside of the cave being proven as she'd predicted another Telepath. Moreover sensed. The green boy followed close behind her, his tail slowly waving back and forth.

"It is…reassuring…to encounter another Telepath." M'gann nodded at the verbally silent message, a slim smile spreading over her lips just before her 'younger brother' burst into the conversation.

"I'm Beast Boy!" She faintly smiled at his natural enthusiasm.

"…Robin." He nodded his greeting.

"About time we get another girl in here…I'm Bumblebee." The taller stood from her spot on the couch with a casual smile; her outfit being the first thing Lithia noticed upon the woman's approach. It was…cute. Rambunctious yet serene with the style.

"It is a pleasure to meet all of you."

"This isn't even the whole team." Beast Boy grinned widely, something she could tell he did often. He was…young. She could easily discern his higher pitched tone and evident liveliness from the rest…although Robin appeared to be stunted in height but mature. Human age was always hard to perceive upon introductions. Cassie began listing names of their absent colleagues.

"Nightwing, which room?" M'gann approached the younger with a passive air…the excitement Gar was currently expressing making her at ease as the boy talked the Zatian's curled ear off. Bumblebee simply stood beside him; smiling and scratching the back of her neck as if unsure in how to handle the shape shifter while Cassie smiled and added her share of unneeded information.

"She'll be housed in quarter 9. We're not even sure how long she'll be staying."

"This was…sudden. Who is she? Where did she come from?" Robin finally piped up aside from his blatant introduction…curiosity, for once, being the only fuel to his questions.

"Best if she explains it. The League voted her to stay…I'm not against the idea either. She has a…good reason." He crossed his arms as usual, watching Tim's eyes narrowing in thought as he looked to the alien. She didn't exactly look threatening…but…on the other hand; neither did M'gann. Semi-gray skin, extremely long and outrageously thick hair…the lochs being an odd and rather unnatural shade of dark lavender, bare feet…

That last one nearly made the Boy Wonder cringe…but…she hadn't set foot on the floor yet. Perhaps that was the reason? Germaphobe? No. Sensitive? No. Or maybe it was a cultural thing?

"Cultural." He blinked behind the domino mask, almost uncertain of what she'd just said.

And apparently…she was a Telepath.

"As I told Nightwing before…You will have to excuse it. Sometimes…it acts on its own." Lithia managed a faint smile…the very thoughts of every single mind in the room being heard as if vocalized…echoed. Of course she was telling the truth; she couldn't control it. Her mind was separated from her body nearly ninety percent of the rotation cycle, so it was expected daily…but that didn't mean she was sorry for it. In fact…she rather enjoyed the countless amounts of secrets she'd heard on Earth alone.

This undisclosed mission would be even more intriguing that she'd originally expected it to be.

Short chapter. Yes...I know I'm supposed to be working on like...twenty other fanfics. But I saw how little Blue Beetle x Oc there was...and I just HAD to add something. Unfortunately no Jaime here...but I promise he'll appear in the second chapter. Promise.

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