Watchtower

June 27, 18:28 EST

I sharply exhaled as my own 34 year old dad took me down in the training area of the Watchtower. I popped my back as he helped me up.

"Nice to see you're not getting old in the bones, Dad," I said as he loosened the grasp on my hand.

"Not my fault you didn't watch your feet, Magie," he said pulling me under his armpit and into a noogie, making my flowing black hair into a frizzy black afro.

Not wanting him to continue, I took the curve of my foot and put it to his heel and pushed forward. The result was me laughing as my father cackled on the ground.

He grinned as I helped him up. "Even as Nightwing, I didn't see that coming."

"Well, technically you're not Nightwing anymore 'cause you're old," I corrected with a smirk.

Before he could answer with a 'no I'm not', my mother knocked on the observing glass.

I looked at her, still young, face which she probably used a spell on once in a while to keep it that way.

"What's up?" I asked as she poked her head in through the open door.

"The Team is here," she replied with a smile, probably recalling good memories of Robin & Zee kissing in a tree. That tree being the Watchtower on New Year's Day 20 years back.

I practically sprinted to the door as looked at my dad.

"You comin'?" I asked excitedly, finally getting a mission after a week.

He nodded, "Yeah, I just need to talk to Zee."

"Okay," I said practically bouncing out of my combat boots. "Egnahc ym sehtolc otni mrofinu," I spell casted. This spell allowed me to change my clothes to my team uniform.

My mom, Zatanna, taught me how to spell cast when I turned 5. I found speaking backwards quickly to be easy. Backwards is probably my native tongue, as my mom put it.

I met up with the team in the common-zeta-tube-area where I met up with Aunt Artemis and my late Uncle Wally's son, Wally Jr. known as Speedy II. He had the color scheme of Green Arrow even though the original Speedy's colors were red and yellow. There were also, Aunt M'gann and Uncle Conner's twins, who I thought couldn't exist due to the different physiologies.

The girl named Marie had super-strength, exhibited flight and had infrared vision and in the field we called her Supergirl II. The boy named Malcolm could shape-shift, jump buildings in a single bound and had microscopic visions and in the field we called him Martian Manhunter II. They both had super hearing and telepathy.

Because I practiced magic more than fighting techniques, when I joined the team, I decided to become a magician like my mom. In the field, I'm referred to as the Mage but, my real name is Magie which I didn't keep a secret like my father did back in his days.

"Magie, where's your dad?" Wally asked as I came around the corner, "I'm itching for a mission!"

My dad was our Mission Commander, which I guess is what you would call him. He gives us missions which he told me he did many years back and told me he was going to do once again since various JLA members that were on the original Team wanted to put the Team back into commission. He then explained to me that the Team was basically a Black Ops Team for the Justice League which everyone found to be super cool so we agreed to use our powers passed on through our parents to do so.

"He'll be here," I said as I rolled my eyes. "Can't you and your bow and arrows wait in that quiver?" I jested, making fun of his size.

He muttered something under his breath which I chose to ignore when my dad came in.

"Okay, I'm here!" he said a little more optimistically than usual.

We all crowded around as Nightdad pulled up a holographic keyboard and began to type and multiple holographic screens began to pop up.

He sighed before he began speaking. "15 years ago in the North Pole, an enemy known as The Reach, planted a doomsday device-,"

"And you want us to stop it before it goes off," Wally said at 60 mph, cutting him off.

"No Wally," he began again. "It was stopped by your great uncle Barry, his grandson Bart, and your dad Wally," he whispered the last part.

We all shared a look before looking towards Wally. I put a hand on his shoulder to comfort him which he simply shrugged off as my dad continued.

"Recently, near the North Pole, there have been fluctuations of Speed Force."

"Which is?" Malcolm spoke up.

"Speed Force is the energy that comes off people that can defy physics like the Flash and Impulse and it also gives them their powers," he explained. "Wally West sacrificed himself using that power to stop the device and save the world."

Standing next to the Jr., I looked at him. He was in his stoic mode that he got in once in a while when he heard something heartbreaking. His eyes were squinted and he had a highly noticeable frown on his face.

"I need the Team to go to the North Pole to see what's happening. If you see anything, call the Watchtower. Don't intervene."

"Who's in charge?" Marie asked stepping from behind her brother.

He chuckled at the question which, I'm pretty sure, nobody knew what for.

"Decide that among yourselves," he answered still laughing.

We all rolled our eyes as we turned and headed to the Bio-Ship which was given to the twins by their Martian mother.

"Strap in for launch," Marie said as she sat down in the pilot's chair.

We stood near the control panels as chairs sprouted from the ground and we sat in them. Seatbelts reached over our shoulders and crossed across our chest automatically.

I looked over at Wally who had his green hood over his head and an arrow in his hand. He twisted it through his index finger and thumb as we took off.

I pinched his arm as he sat in front of me.

"Ouch," he whispered. "What?"

"Isn't someone grumpy," I whispered back, jesting.

"Well, you know your father, so…"

"Yeah, but, I don't know my so called 'Uncle Wally'," I said putting a hand on his shoulder.

He looked back down at his arrow as I looked at the twins who seemed to hear everything I said to my cousin.

North Pole

June 27, 19:15

After watching the twins share looks between me and Wally, and odd faces that indicated emotion for at least 30 minutes, I figured they were speaking to each other telepathically.

I tapped my temple to tell them to link me in.

"I'd rather you not talk about Wally's father and my 'uncle'," I started first through the link.

"Hey, he's referred to us as our uncle, too," Marie began.

"We're all cousins here," Malcolm finished.

I looked over at Wally who was slumped down in his chair twisting the arrow in hands again.

I sighed aloud before going back into the link.

"Just-,"

"We're approaching the area," Marie said cutting me off aloud.

I looked towards the front of the alien ship and out the window and I couldn't help but look in amazement as a blue light tornado spun quickly, almost what it looked like on the screen my dad showed us.

"Mage," Wally called.

"Yeah?" I answered in a slight trance.

"If your dad knew what was happening, do you think he would have told us?"

I snapped out of it and put two fingers to my ear with the com in it.

"Mage to Watchtower, come in Watchtower."

"Can you reach them?" Wally asked.

"Static."

One of the twins created a ramp out to go out the ship. We exited and the wind outside was brutal. My hair was whipping every which way until I tied it back with a spell.

The light began to glow a little brighter as the wind got stronger and pieces of ice began to conjoin with the tornado.

"Look!" Malcolm said.

We were at least 400ft away so we couldn't see much but he was the one microscopic vision. Taking a closer look, I could see someone running circles in the tornado.

"Is that Bart?" I asked.

"It can't be," Wally whispered.

"What?" I asked, standing next to him again.

"It's my dad."

I couldn't see much. It looked more like a shadow from where I was at.

"Wally, don't jump the gun," Malcolm said coming up next to him.

"Don't you think I would know!" he snapped as his hood fell off his head.

No, you never even met him, I would've said but, I could see tears forming in his eyes that would eventually freeze up.

I sighed and was about to say something when I was cut off by a large rumble under our feet.

The piece of ice we were standing on was conjoining with the tornado. I jumped off of it and pulled Wally with me when it just dropped straight to the ground making the ice crack under us.

The light got even brighter until it was like a nuclear explosion. We shielded our eyes as a BOOM went through the air.

We unshielded our eyes as a streak of red and yellow ran towards us.

"Whoa!" I yelled as my shoulder was grazed, ripping my blazer.

The streak slowed down and dug into the snow a few yards away.

We ran towards the hole in the ground and stopped dead in our tracks when we seen who the uniformed man was.

"Dad?"