Ack first Young Justice fanfiction! I'm probably destroying all canon here and I know for a fact that it will be AU eventually. (Yes, I cheated and glanced at the leaked videos. Shame shame shame.), but I'm going to do my best to stick to the storyline. Apologies if anyone is out of character, that's a weak spot for me. Anyways, just exploring what could happen if Supergirl crashed on earth during the Young Justice series. Read and review! Flames will be used to roast marshmallows :)
While it had its drawbacks, there was certainly something to be said for being a super-human, bulletproof alien who could juggle freight trains, Connor thought as he sprang through the air, using his super strength to send himself in flying leaps across town. Although he would give a whole lot for another one of those shields, he thought a bit bitterly, watching M'gann soar above him. Even if they had come from his psychotic " father" and made him reckless and unbalanced, in those sixty minutes he had been a full Kryptonian, and that had meant more to him than he could have ever imagined. Perhaps Lex…"No" Connor thought fiercely, crushing the idea before it could take hold. Lex Luthor was not to be trusted, no matter how badly he longed for his full powers. Now if only he could convince himself of that.
Pushing the bitter thoughts away, Connor focused on landing without creating a large crater. Touching down as lightly as he could, he was pleased to find that his landing was nearly noiseless and barely left an imprint. Robin would be proud. And speak of the devil…
"Superboy? Superboy we're rerouting and meeting at the far west side of the complex instead. Got it?" Robin's mental voice echoed through Connor's head. "Got it," Connor sent mentally, changing direction. "See you there. And I will see you even if you pull a stunt like you did last time. Super vision, remember?" Robin's chuckle echoed through his mind. "Not my fault I'm the king of stealth."
"Oh please, Robin, if anyone here is the king of stealth, it's me," Wally cut in.
"If king of stealth means everyone within a hundred mile radius knows you're here, then yes," Robin countered.
"Hey! I was totally stealthy at that mission in-"
"If you two would finish up arguing any day soon, we have a mission to complete," Kaldur cut in. "Robin and Wally, you two are with Zatanna retrieving the information."
"Don't worry, Zatanna. Me and Rob'll keep you nice and safe. Except from Robin's horrid attempts at flirting."
"Wally! You little-"
"Shut up you two. M'gann, you're patrolling the skies."
"On it, Kaldur."
"Thank you, M'gann. Artemis and I will take care of the guards,"
"Piece of cake."
"And Superboy, you've got creating a distraction. Think absolute chaos."
"What I do best, Kaldur."
"Hey, that's what I'm best at!"
"Shut up, master of stealth, and get going." Artemis said exasperatedly.
"Anything for you, babe."
"You're gonna regret that, 'babe'".
"Oh for the love of Atlantis. Get going!"
Connor rolled his eyes as he disconnected. He did love his team, crazy as they were. He turned his attention to the front of the complex and the unsuspecting guards lazing around out front. Now, how to create a Kryptonian-worthy distraction? Deciding to go with the classic thrown car, he grabbed an adandoned minivan, aimed, and-
BAM.
Connor's world exploded as a huge something crashed into the earth nearby, waves of flame radiating from it. The explosion completely decimated the side of the complex, sending guards screaming for help and alarms shrieking. For one second Connor lay curled protectively as the earth shook, dizzy and sick from the initial impact. After a few minutes the shaking subsided, and Connor rose shakily, staring in awe at the pure chaos that thing had caused.
The guards had all ran inside in search of help, and Connor figured that was probably distraction enough for now. Curiosity defeating caution, he carefully picked his way into the large crater. Squinting through the clouds of smoke he approached the thing-and stopped dead.
"Holy Krypton", Connor thought gaping at the spaceship. Large and spherical, it was definitely not earth-made, if the strange markings engraved on the sides were anything to go by. Smoke curled off its sides, which gleamed gold in the light of the fires. Connor tentatively laid a hand on the side. Where on earth (or off) had it come from? He desperately hoped this was not another scheme cooked up by Cadmus that resulted in him getting his butt handed to him by...himself.
"Oh my gosh Connor are you okay?" M'gann's worried voice jerked him back to the present.
"Yeah I'm fine. There's some sort of space here that just crashed though that you guys need to check out. It doesn't look like Justice League..."
"Man I take back what I said earlier about creating distractions. Dude you just totally destroyed me."
"Remain where you are, Superboy. Robin, Wally and Zatanna will finish the job. The rest of the team is on their way." Kaldur's calm voice intoned.
"Staying still. See you in a sec."
Cutting the team's mental voices out of his head Connor continued to inspect the ship. The impact had driven it pretty far into the earth, but perhaps a bit of super strength could change that. He had bent down to attempt to lift it when the whole ship shuddered, creaking as the side began to slide open. Connor sprung back and immediately took a fighting stance. "Please don't be a clone please don't be a clone please don't be a clone..."
The side rotated completely around, bright light spilling out from the interior and temporarily blinding him. Shielding his eyes, Connor moved forward, ready for whatever came out-
only to have a girl collapse on top of him. He instinctively reached out and caught her, to stunned to do anything else. The girl had delicate features, long blonde hair that fell just below her shoulders, and was dressed in some sort of white jump suit. Yet there was something oddly familiar about her, almost as if-
The girl's eyes snapped open, her piercing blue eyes staring at him in confusion and fear.
"Um…" Connor said awkwardly. "Hi? You kinda just crashed-" The girl shoved him away, yelling rapidly in a foreign language. Connor drew back defensively: looks like his hopes for a somewhat-peaceful night were screwed. She continued backing away and yelling, then stopped as her eyes began to glow a familiar red. "Oh craaap- wait I'm on your side!" He threw his arms up protectively, bracing for an impact, when he realized that she had stopped yelling. Lowering his arms, he saw that her eyes were fixated on the red "S" symbol blazoned onto his shirt. Her eyes went wide.
"Kal-El…" she murmured. "Friend...family. Not evil." Then she promptly collapsed back into his arms. Stunned silent for the second time that night, Connor stared at her for a minute, then sighed, scooping her into his arms and making his way out of the crater. It was going to be tons of fun explaining this to the rest of the team…
