Disclaimer: I own only my original characters, and the story line. All others are property of their respective owners.
This is slightly AU, with Supergirl being seventeen, and the fact that my characters exist being the major differences.
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"Adam!" My neighbor. Now, there's a voice, that can really be compared to nails on a caulk board. It made me wonder if I should move to Hawaii. Even with my presence well known in Seven Lakes, there was a massive number of crimes, mostly bank robberies. There wasn't time for the smaller crimes. Didn't help matters that the Justice League was on hiatus, after crashing that goofy satellite of theirs into the Thangarian hyper gate complex. I knew for a fact they were rebuilding, but that meant they were focused entirely on that for the moment, so there wasn't a lot else they could do. So, it was left to the rest of us to pick up the slack.
I despise lazy people. I'm a lazy person, but I still despise them. I don't have a job outside of superhero really. Unlike Superman, and Wonder woman and such, I take the rewards I'm offered to catch people. They're too busy catching people like Lex Luthor, and Circe to worry about the little guys. Even Batsy gets preoccupied. But the little guys like us, that chase down Drug dealers, and, sigh, purse snatchers, we're doing what they can't, or won't depends on your point of view. Well, I do have, what might be called a job, though it's not exactly steady. I bounty hunt for a local bondsman. The problem is, that he's so well known, that they don't always run. It makes the income spotty. Fortunately, this city has a rather fuzzy section in it's legal code. It deals with bounty hunters, like me, that operate within the city limits. For all intents an purposes, we are actually representatives of the police within the city limits, but with no jurisdictional boundaries. Makes catching criminals easy. I don't have to worry about technicalities, like Batsy, and Superman do.
"Yes, Mrs. Orcoga." Answering her is the only way to deal with it. I'm to tired to wipe here memory of seeing me. "What can I do for you?"
"Stop playing music at night. You aren't even here." She snapped. "If you don't, I'll complain to the landlord."
Deciding not to point out that the landlord told her repeatedly he wasn't ever answering another complaint, I nodded. "Of course, I'll make sure I unplug it before I leave." I also decided not to mention that the only things in my apartment that make noise, are the microwave, and the television. Neither of which can operate without me standing in the same room. I live, rather thankfully, rent free, because the landlord knows who I am, and what I do. As long as I pay utilities, he ignores the rent, as his manner of thanks for my services to the community. Since I only have a cell phone, that's not a challenge. Closing the door, I find myself looking into the mirror. I have it positioned directly before the door for a specific reason. First off, so I can see who's outside the door. The second, is so I can see what I look like when I walk in. At five feet, eight inches, I'm not exactly quite as impressive as some of the others, but that's never bothered me. If I really need to, I can be a lot taller, but I like my natural height. Less trouble with low branches. With a sigh, I note that my clothes are stained with blood, again. I have the most powerful washing machine on earth, but even it has trouble with blood stains. With a touch of magic, I simply incinerate them where I stand. Grabbing a robe, I cross into the other room. As I slump into a chair, I wonder idly how Batsy maintains being Batman, and Bruce Wayne. It's the last thought before I pass into slumber.
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The combat trainer robot slammed into the wall, and exploded. Another pair were cut down by twin beams of energy. Heat, if one is not mistaken. Another leaps from the ground, and grabs Supergirl from behind. This one is much stronger than the others. But she's still stronger. With a deep breath, she rips the arms out of the robot, and grabs one as it flys by. Swinging it around, she smashes through the robot. The forest vanishes, as the hologram fades out. A watch clicks audibly in the sudden silence.
"Eleven robots in twelve minutes. Impressive, but you're sloppy. That last one should never have gotten you." Superman muttered.
"Don't go so hard on her." Flash laughs, elbowing him. "She's not as strong as you are, and she hasn't been at this as long. Besides it's her first try. I remember it took you fifteen minutes to get eleven." He said, poking him.
"Don't do that." Superman muttered idly.
"Can I take a break?" Supergirl asked, taking deep breath. "Namely, for lunch?"
"Yeah, can we?" Flash asked. Knowing he'd already lost, Superman simply nodded.
"Race you." Flash called. The two bolted out the door. As they race out, Wonder Woman walks in.
"Can you time me?" Superman asks. She nods. He hands her the watch. "Computer reset." The hologram resets.
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"I'm sensing a disturbance in the force." Zatanna joked into the crystal ball. Kent Nelson glared back at her. "I thought it was funny."
"Correct unfortunately. Someone out there is using magic without conscience." Jason Blood, also known as Etrigan, replied to them both. "He does not seem to be doing much more than announcing his location however."
"True, but power unchecked is dangerous." Nelson replied. "No matter how little it disturbs the rest of the world."
"One of us is going to have to go check this out." Zatanna pointed out. "I say we trick Morgaine into doing it." She grinned. Blood laughed.
"An excellent idea, but he's too powerful to risk her gaining control of." He sighed.
"I cannot go. I must unfortunately watch over events unfolding on one of the astral planes. It does not yet require my intervention as yet but it might." Nelson replied.
"Coward." Zatanna accused. "Alright, I'll go. Have the two of you been invited to join the Justice league?" They both nodded. "I received the invitation from Batman personally. I'll see who they'll send to help. If he's so powerful we're feeling him as far spread as we are, I don't think I want to confront him alone." They nodded.
"Good luck in your venture." Nelson inclined his head and vanished as a hand passed across his half of the globe.
"The Martian can contact me if you require aid. Thank you." Blood smiled.
"For what?" She asked curiously.
"Not making me go." He laughed and closed the connection. She laughed for a moment, then tapped the globe. It split down the middle, and the two halves twisted until the flat sides were facing up.
"J'onn?" She called.
"Yes?" He responded instantly.
"Beam me up." She said, with amusement in her voice.
"Ha, ha." Was all he said, before she vanished.