I pulled my hair from its pony tail as I watched the fight on the small portable TV. It had been three weeks since the Null Void break out, and the Tennysons had been able to round up most of the escapees. After we had made it to Earth, most of us had gone our own ways. Some had formed smaller groups and went back to terrorizing people; the smart ones had disappeared into society as much as they could. Eventually, though, they had all been found and taken back to the 'Void. Which meant, after this fight, I would be the last one.

The TV flicked off as my boss came into the garage. The man was bald with a pot belly and a sweat stained suit, the poster boy for a sketchy used-car salesman. Especially when he had me working behind the scenes. "I don't pay you to sit on your ass and watch the news, Levin."

"No," I said, cracking my knuckles, "ya pay me for the five cars I fixed since the last time ya came ta check on me." Out of the prison clothes and with my hair now at shoulder length, I didn't look like the picture of Kevlynn Levin they had been showing on the news, but it was only a matter of time before someone recognized me, so I worked here. Stevey Joe liked money, and I made him money. It was a deal we had: I keep fixing cars for cheep pay and he keeps me off the news.

I grabbed the remote back from him and turned the TV back on. "Now unless ya have another car needin' fixin', I was watchin' somethan'."

The fight had ended and Benjamine Tennyson stood talking to the reporter, her cousin Guy standing in the back ground. His hair was tussled from the fight, and he had a rip through his blue sweater, but it just made him look more gorgeous. The though of seeing Guy again, even just once, had kept me going through my years in the 'Void. I had stupidly tried to find him after I'd gotten out, just to see him, to know that he was real. I had been passing by an electronics store when I caught the first fight, and God had he grown up.

I was so buys watching Guy, that I'd almost missed the reporter's question. "Not all of them," Ben answered, "There's still one more." She turned to look right into the camera, placing her hands on her hips in a heroic pose (and making Guy roll his eyes in the background). "Kevlynn Levin, I know you're out there watching this. I'm coming for you, and you can't hide forever."

"There you have it! The world is officially a safer pla-"

I cut off the TV and ran my fingers though my hair, pulling at the knots that had formed from drying grease. She was right, I knew it. They would find me and they would send me back, it was only a matter of time. Hopefully, it would be enough time for me to finish fixing the "old pile of junk" Stevey Joe said I could have.

I caught the car out of the corner of my eye, and found a grin make its way to my face. She was going to be beautiful, and all mine. Soon, I'd be living on the road— free from the Null Void, and free from the Tennysons.

x-x-x

"You know," a voice said from behind me, "all that stuff is junk food."

I narrowed my eyes and turned around, ready to tell the guy that if I wanted to have Hostess Cakes for breakfast it was my life, but I froze when my eyes connected to the guy who had spoken. "Guy."

"Hey, Kevlynn," he gave me an easy grin, his body completely relaxed like I was no threat at all. "Been in town long?"

I forced the lump down my throat, breaking my eyes from his and looking down at the convenience store food in my hands. "A few weeks," I played along with what I hope was nonchalant coldness. I hadn't expected a conversation before we beat the crap out of each other. During the fight, maybe, but all of that would have been tough talk not a normal conversation. "I don' plan on goin' back."

"I know," Guy's voice held a sad sort of pity at made my stomach turn in anger. He had not right to pity me—he never even liked me.

"Where's Ben?" My voice came out as a snarl, anger overriding the fear. "She waitin' ta ambush me outside as Diamondhead or Heatblast?"

Guy actually had the nerve to laugh. "No, she doesn't have those aliens anymore. And she'd not outside, either. Ben doesn't know I've found you."

"So, what?" I shoved the junk food back on the shelf, "You wann'd ta take me on by yourself? Wann'd ta teach me a lesson?" In my mind, I'd always be fighting Ben, not Guy. I didn't know if I could actually bring myself to hit him, but if I didn't… the 'Void was waiting for me.

Guy shook his head, "I don't want to fight you, but you are coming with me." I opened my mouth to argue, but he cut me off. "You're coming to my house, and you're going to eat a decent meal. Don't argue with me on this, Kev."

He looked so determined, and the though of a home cooked meal was so tempting I couldn't say no. I didn't have the willpower to fight against Guy, even about a small thing like dinner, and somehow he knew it. "Fine, whatever."

A happy grin spread across his face and I scolded my heart for fluttering. "Good."

So I'm doing a Young Justice fic right now, but I was going through old stories trying to find something an I stumbled upon the original copy of my Gender Ben-der story. And let me tell you, it was bad. I was like "I can fix this" so I did. If enough people like this, I'll do more chapters. Hell, if one person likes this, I'll add more chapters just for you! But, please, tell me what you think.