The cloaked ship hung behind a large meteor, out of sight from any passing surveyors. Inside over the main console, various shots of New Metropolis appeared on the screens. Pedestrians were walking and chatting without a care in the world. A couple legionnaires passed by his secret cameras. He watched everything from his chair, a throne made of tightened wires and sleek panelling. He kept to the darkness, no light touching him.

"…C.O.M.P.U.T.O, is the ship within range?"

One of the smaller cameras changed view to space, where a passenger ship was arriving. "Passenger 105 will be landing in New Metropolis in approximately thirty minutes."

"Then we are done waiting," he glanced to the right where the exit from the main room laid, "our plans will finally come to fruition."

The doors slid open, and in walked an all too familiar face. In his newly shined black armour and helmet, he looked ready for battle. "Shall I begin the preparations?"

He gave a short nod. "Go, Imperiex. New Metropolis is yours for the taking."

Imperiex gave him a great sneer. "Finally, after all these years, I shall have my revenge." He gave a dry laugh as all the cameras focused on one particular fixture.

Legion headquarters.

"Preparing takeover tactics in thirty…twenty-nine…twenty-eight…twenty-seven…"

Tomorrow's Descendants, Part 1

New Metropolis was bustling with activity, and Chameleon Boy found the traffic to be extra bad that afternoon as he and Wildfire patrolled the city. "If we're not careful around these cars, Wildfire, the only thing I'll be able to shapeshift into is roadkill."

"Don't worry about it too much, Cham," Wildfire flew next to him, his red space suit and black visor recently wiped clean, "if anything damages my suit, the explosion would leave nothing behind to shapeshift."

"Oh, much better."

"Attention, all active legionnaires."

The duo stopped over an intersection as their rings flashed on. "Now performing mandatory communications testing. Please hold your designated flight ring in an open space for system checkup."

"That's odd," Wildfire held his ring above his head, "C.O.M.P.U.T.O's never run a checkup while so many legionnaires are out on missions."

"Don't argue with it. Our security system is probably smarter than the entire Legion combined."

The flight rings beeped a few times before releasing broad radio waves that harmlessly passed through them and the buildings. "…Say," Cham grinned, "think we can use these to order Plutonian pizza?"

"…I like the way you think, Chameleon Boy-!"

The longer Wildfire watched traffic the stranger the scene looked. "Hey, look at that. Nothing's moving."

People were honking horns and yelling out windows, but none of the hovering cars moved. Traffic lights were down, too, and so it seemed to be with pedestrian's phones and other devices. "A blackout?"

"No, they're still working, but-"

"Communications testing complete…idiots."

"I'm sorry," he pointed at his ring as Cham checked his own, "but did my flight ring just call me an idiot?"

"Same here. Hey, C.O.M.P.U.T.O, what gives?"

Click.

"What the-!" Wildfire felt himself falling past the still cars. "My ring!"

As he was inches from hitting the ground and cracking his helmet, a large eagle swooped down and grabbed him. They landed under the cars as Cham shapeshifted back to normal. "Looks like something's faulty with our rings. I just hope no one is currently floating around in space."

"AHHH!"

Screams came from the people in their cars. Cham and Wildfire looked up to find the vehicles beginning to transform by themselves, the people inside thrown out. Wildfire caught a young couple as Cham shifted into a large trampoline, saving the rest.

The cars twisted and turned until there were dozens of floating, hulking robots in the sky. As Cham turned back he caught sight of people's phones taking the form of tiny robots with long claws. Mass panic was ensuring as people ran for their lives from the sudden transformations.

"You're right about one thing," Wildfire and Cham stood back to back as the robots surrounded them on the ground, "definitely not a blackout."

"Communications are underway, Legion," C.O.M.P.U.T.O's deepened voice rang out from the robots, "as is your…extermination."

"Can you calibrate it or something, Dream Girl?"

She worked diligently at the main console, typing in every code she knew, but nothing could remove the deep purple glow from the computer screens in the Legion tower's main computer room. "I'm trying, Dawnstar, but C.O.M.P.U.T.O's not responding."

Lightning Lad ran in behind them, his hair cut shorter and his new cyber genetic arm recently upgraded. "Flight rings are down. Colossal Boy just suffered a concussion from a major fall, and Star Boy is stuck on a mountain somewhere near the outskirts of Mars."

"Try to contact Saturn Girl via telepathic connection," Dawnstar turned to him, "I'll go out and see if I can't track down anyone close by."

"That won't be possible, Dawnstar."

C.O.M.P.U.T.O's Brainiac symbol appeared on every screen. "One cannot fly when they are incapacitated."

"What is the meaning-?!"

From the exit across the room entered four robot soldiers, with thick chests, thin bodies and eerily dark indigo eyes. Two of them aimed at the girls and shot out electric shock waves, knocking them back against a wall and to the ground.

"Intruders!" Lightning Lad took two of them out with a blast of his own electricity, but the others disappeared behind the console. He tried to follow, but something grabbed his wrists and locked them behind his back. "Cuffs? I-I can't short circuit them!"

"Do you think I'm a fool, Lightning Lad?" C.O.M.P.U.T.O spoke through the tower speakers as one of the robots kicked the legionnaires against the screens, cracking the glass and knocking him out cold. "I am your database. I know all your powers – and your weaknesses. No legionnaire can stand against my infinite knowledge."

The tower shot out large radio waves from the top, spreading across the entire range of New Metropolis.

"New Metropolis is under my control."

WHOO, NOSTALGIA TIME! Okay, so for the three people reading this, welcome to a story based on my all time favourite cartoon of the 2000's. I was obsessed with the Legion, and it's what got me into DC in the first place. I've always wanted to write my own take on the third season, and so here we have the first two episodes. Sorry for the terrible episode title, I had nothing else on me. For those who haven't seen the cartoon in a while, do go back and watch it, if only for the nostalgia that I've been overtaken by. I'll be trying to make it as realistic as possible, and I even checked up on Wikipedia to se which new members were gonna be introduced (such as Wildfire). I hope those who give it a chance enjoy it!

Until the next chapter!