I wrote this quite a while ago, dug it out of my computer's drive, polished it up and posted it.

My 'Sunrise After Death' Fiction is on hiatus while I attempt to reboot it. This one is completed with four chapters so I shall be posting everyday from now until Sunday.

In Season 2 of the Legion of Superheroes, the Legionnaires found themselves drawn into a conflict across times as Imperiex breached the rift between the 31st and 41st Centuries. With New Metropolis lain to waste in the midst of war, riots and flames and many Legionnaires trapped in Takron-Galtos by the very prisoners who were there themselves, the young heroes are forced once more to turn to an old friend from the past. Superman, the Man of Steel.

Occupational Hazards

Chapter 1

Genre: Adventure/Friendship

31st Century New Metropolis, Star Cross Hospital

"What we need to do is regroup." Brainy reasoned, stepping in front of Lightning Lad. The remaining Legion Founder looked as if he was going to blast Superman X with lightning-not that it would do much good against a Kryptonian.

Lightning straightened and nodded in agreement. "Phantom Girl, are there any able-bodied Legionnaires available?" Brainy asked.

"You're looking at them."

Brainy frowned and exchanged looks with Lightning. "Do we have to time to call in freelancers?" Lightning wondered.

"Well, we do have one Legionnaire still available." Bouncing Boy said as he entered the room.

"Good thinking."

"Actually, I'm a bit concerned about that." Brainy interjected.

"What are you talking about?" Superman X demanded.

Lightning stared at him. "Explain."

"Imperiex has already breached the timestream to the past-our present. If we bring Superman from the 21st century when he's such a large part of our past history it may strain the chronos-spatial continuum-"

"Translation." Lightning demanded.

"The time-space continuum." Brainy translated. "Bringing Superman here for an extended period of time may do more harm than good, especially since the future is already disrupted and now our present is also in danger of being disrupted. And we are the Legion of Superheroes-founded to give us a place to redeem whatever grievances we had before, to forge a future for ourselves without waiting for others to ditacte the future we live in. If we keep relying on Superman, from the past, how are we suppose to do that?"

There was a silence as the Legionnaires contemplated this thought.

"But we need people." Chameleon Boy said.

"How 'bout this, Brainy?" Lightning suggested. "Summon Superman but only for this mission. We need to rescue the others and when we do we can start gathering freelance heroes and send Superman back. We all know quite a few freelancers who can take on Imperiex's armies."

There were nods all around.

"So you want to bring back Superman-" Superman X said.

"But only for this mission." Phantom Girl finished. "And you-whoever you are-you need to get into the teamwork thing."

SX scowled at her.

"Sounds like a plan." Bouncy agreed.

"Good. We're all in agreement." Brainy nodded. "Phantom Girl, do you still have that emergency time-bubble I gave you?"

"Right here." Phantom Girl said, pulling it out and handing it to him.

"Thank you. I won't be long." He promised, inputting his desired coorindates and vanishing in a golden flash of light.

~~*~~21st century Smallville~~*~~

Martha Kent hummed to herself as she vacuumed the hallway carpet, the buzz of the vacuum nearly consuming the other sounds coming from the outside. The radio was playing loudly from the bedroom down the hall.

"And we return to the scene from the mid-Atlantic where several military vessels have run into trouble in the form of angered rebel Atlantians. Superman has joined forces with several other heroes to assist the beleaguered vessels. When diplomacy failed it was time to a different approach. We will return to further coverage of this battle shortly but now it's time for the weather..."

The routine peace of her day was suddenly interrupted by a flash of gold light spilling from under the locked door of Clark's old room followed by a crash and a metallic clang. Her head jerked, thoughts of panick flooding her head. The lightbulb had exploded, something had crashed into their house, one of Superman's enemies had uncovered his secret identity at last and found his family-

There was a groan from Clark's room. Martha turned off the vacuum quietly, picking her way across the floor. It sounded like the intruder was dazed. There was a sigh followed by the rattle of wood and scrapings of metal.

"Can't he keep his ring with him?"

Martha's brow furrowed in confusion as she drew the key out of her pocket, slowly unlocking the door. The intruder on the other side of the door froze. His retreating footsteps could be heard and she threw open the door, wondering if confronting him was the smartest thing to do. She stared, mouth dropping open at the sight of a boy with blonde hair and green skin.

Or was it skin? The light glinted off the skin so perhaps that was the source of the metal clang she had heard. The window and wall was intact so he didn't crash through it but the bed was in pieces. There was just something familiar about the boy...the way he carried himself, his stature, the clothes he wore.

He smiled and bowed respectfully in the Japanese style. "My apologies for intruding. I am Brainiac 5 of the Legion of Superheroes. Is Clark home?"

Martha stared and then broke into a smile. "Brainy? Wow...I didn't recognize you! You've really grown up!"

"Thank you," he straightened, his face turning grave. "We never did thank you for the hospitality after the local Fair,"

"Clark told me all about it," she assured him. "Is something wrong?" She waved him out of Clark's room, wincing at the sight of the obliterated bed. Brainy turned back, frowning at the damage.

"My apologies, the time-bubble tech was suffering from some integrity malfunctions." He glanced at his arm, activating a few switches and pulled out a curiously shaped device. He pointed it at the bed and with a flash of gold light it was as good as new. Martha tried her best to keep a straight face. "And yes. We're in the middle of a state of crisis."

"Oh." Martha murmured as they stepped out into the hall as the radio broadcast continued.

"-And while Superman's taking care of our military who is watching Metropolis? Lois Lane of the Daily Planet is, at this moment, running for her life eighty stories above ground at the mercy of the merciless Metallo and his gang of hired thugs but no one seems to be able to reach her and no one has seen any of them since they entered the construction site. We can only hope that someone will reach her in time."

Martha gasped in shock. "Clark will never forgive himself."

"Well, we can't have that," Brainy muttered, already calculating how long it would take to get to Metropolis from here. "I think I'll need to cheat..."

"Wait, where are you going?" Martha asked as she ran after the android running down the stairs.

"To Metropolis," he replied just as the doorbell rang.

Martha ran for the hall closet and pulled out a trenchcoat. "Here put this on and go out the back!" she whispered frantically. "Hurry!"

"Thank you," he nodded as he obeyed, slipping the coat on as he exited through the back door. "Cloaking activated," the armour announced. He could hear the door creaking open from the front as he took flight, the sonic boost mode activating as he turned on his holo-cloak. He quickly disappeared high into the skies, merely a distant speck to the people below.

He adjusted the time-bubble tech to a few minutes before. He felt nothing after the flash of gold momentarily disrupted his vision but if he used his armour's zoom focusers he could see himself crashing into Clark's room from here. He examined the second Legion ring, clutched in his hand and stowed into his trenchcoat pocket. He looked like a normal teenager with his holo-cloak on: blonde hair, jade-green eyes, peach skin lacking the brainiac symbol and he was wearing a white shirt and jeans.

"Time to work."

As you can see, I am adjusting the events of the show a bit.

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