Hi! Don't kill me! I know I should really be working on my other story (which, if you haven't read, you should) but I really like this story, and there isn't a decent story in this category, so I'm here to set the bar. To be clear, this is set between the two seasons of Young Justice, and just kind of any random time you want in Generator Rex. Before the last episode, though. I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I don't own Young Justice or Generator Rex. If I did, they would be much more famous.

1: Choosing

"I would like to nominate my own inductee," Captain Marvel stood, trying to appear mature among the other heroes at the Justice League meeting. The audience didn't appear to be fazed by the dramatic move, but Marvel stood his ground. He was a twelve year old man, now, and he could handle himself. With a wave of his hand, he pulled up an image of his choice, and the crowd studied it for a second.

"I don't know," Superman leaned in to further examine the subject, "He's awfully young."

"He has absolutely no experience working with any member of the League. He's an untrained, ill-prepared wreck," Batman insisted, folding his arms.

"I beg to differ," Martian Manhunter put in, lacing his fingers, "He's a weapon of the government that has had ears to develop his skills. In multiple instances, he has proven that he almost operates better without preparation. I believe that with just a bit of adjustment, he would work with us nicely."

"But part of the problem is his involvement with the government," Black Canary warned, "No matter what we think; we are not high up enough to have control of a government operative. I agree, I think this kid would make a great asset, but I don't think we can get our hands on him."

"And hey, let's face it, the only reason Cap' nominated him is because he saved his uncle the other day," Flash drummed his fingers on the table.

"Did not!" Captain Marvel exclaimed, showing his true youth for just a moment, before folding his arms and regaining his surly appearance, "I just thought he could help."

An awkward silence surrounded the posse, each feeling slight guilt at offending the youngster. After a second, Green Arrow spoke up.

"Y'know," he started, "We've already got a place for this sort of person. Why not put him on The Team?"

The League considered this for a moment. It certainly wasn't an unreasonable offer. The government agency had told often of the boy's desire to be around other teens, and socialize instead of train. The Team could easily provide both, and would gain a powerful member in the process. This could work.

"I vote we do it," Superman raised his hand first.

Martian Manhunter was next, "I agree."

"Same here," Black Canary's hand rose.

Within a few moments, the entire League had put a hand up, save Batman, who stubbornly frowned before giving up and raising his hand. It was unanimous. Rex Salazar would join The Team

LINE BREAK

"Rex you're-"

"NO!" Rex shouted, shoving a mechanical fist in the door to stop Six from entering, "This is my day off .I will not, I repeat, will not, give this up for some stupid mission. I don't care if Meechum made zombies again. I am going to just hang out and not care."

Six replied in his constant monotone, "This isn't a mission."

Rex folded his fist back, "Then it's probably something super personal. Or boring."

"It's personal," Six confirmed, "For both of us."

"SAY WHAT NOW?!" Rex cried in shock, "You? Personal?"

"I got a call from my cousin," Six completely ignored Rex's outburst.

"Right. I keep forgetting you must have a family, too. What'd they say?" Rex inquired.

"He wants you for a young superhero team."

"Superheroes? Awesome!" Rex pumped his fist.

"So you agree to join, then?" Six sighed.

"Heck YES!" Rex yelled.

"Rex, this team has a whole new set of enemies. The danger would increase tenfold," Six worried.

"Relax, Six! I'll have a whole team to back me up! It'll be fine!" Rex persuaded.

Six wrestled with his conscience a moment before answering, "Alright, you can go."

"YES!" Rex cheered, "When do I leave?"

"Batman wants you at Happy Harbor in less than an hour, or he'll consider the offer declined."

"Declined?! What?!" Rex complained as Six slipped out the door, "Wait a second. Batman? Batman's your cousin?!"

"Better hurry, Rex," Was all that echoed from the hallway.

LINE BREAK

Rex P.O.V.

Pfft. Less than an hour. I'd made it in twenty minutes. Tops.

The harbor below me wasn't much to look at. Typically modern houses strung themselves out on the thin coast, the odd business or school interrupting the conforming pattern. Yeah. That was pretty much all there was to say about the town. It was nondescript in every way. Not to mention a dumb name like Happy Harbor. I laughed and wiped a mirthful tear from my eye. Seriously! Who names a lace Happy Harbor?!

Anyways. Focus.

So, the town sucked, but at the edge of the town laid a gigantic mountain. It felt familiar, like I'd seen it on the news before. I did my best to recall the story, but I couldn't remember it. Curse my bad memories.

With a quick turn of my jets, I darted down into an alleyway near the school and folded my wings away. Six said it was a young superhero team, right? Some of them had to go to school.

Three o'clock hadn't come around yet, so I rested against the fence and thought hard about all the younger heroes I knew. More specifically, the ones that didn't wear masks. Superboy was the first that came to mind, but I really didn't feel like facing his wrath. Aqualad and Miss Martian came up next, but I quickly dismissed them as possibilities because of their obviously inhuman traits. Then again, Miss Martian could change shape and all that crap, but I probably wouldn't recognize her.

Searching for more inspiration, I glanced across the road at a billboard. The familiar mountain presented itself in all its touristy glory, along with the bold words, "Come see Mt. Justice! Former home of the Justice League!"

I smiled. Yeah, that'd do it.

Just then, my ears were assaulted by the harsh ringing of a bell. School. Right. I faced the doors just as a flood of students burst through. Faces that had no meaning swarmed my vision, but I focused on the few faces I'd collected.

Soon, whispers started around the schoolyard. I hated whispers. I couldn't tell if they were saying, "Hey, it's that guy who cures EVOs! Cool!" or, "Ohmygoshit'sthatEVOguyKILLIT!" I self consciously pulled my collar up and listened to some of their conversations.

"Isn't that the one Providence guy?" a female voice wafted over.

"Yeah, I think his name is Rex," another girl said, "He's hot."

"He's an EVO," came and angry male voice.

Bleck. As much as I liked hearing girls say I was hot, I didn't like EVO-haters. I switched conversations.

"…who Batman said?" a light, airy girl voice asked.

Batman? I focused harder on listening.

"That guy? You're kidding. What's he ever done?" a deep voice accused.

The girl got defensive, "You weren't around for the Nanite Event. It was terrifying, people randomly turning into monsters with no cure. And then Providence steps in with their secret weapon that can cure EVOs, Rex."

There was a short silence before the guy replied, "I guess we should head over, then, huh?"

Footsteps approached, and I snapped my head up to see the faces of the people I'd been eavesdropping on.

Oh my gosh. It was them. Superboy and Miss Martian. Coming. Towards me. Now.

"Hey," Superboy greeted, "You new in town?"

"Um… um, yeah," I stuttered. I could practically hear Bobo calling me smooth, "Isn't it obvious?"

Miss Martian laughed, "Blatently. Hi, I'm Megan."

Megan. Ok. Not Miss Martian. I guess that would be why she had normal Caucasian skin instead of her usual green. I never could understand secret identities.

"And I'm Connor," the Superman clone introduced, sticking his hand out for a shake.

I grabbed it and tried not to think about how he could crush me, "But you're otherwise known as Superboy and Miss Martian."

They gasped at their super names, and I smiled as they marvelled at my intelligence, "Hi. I'm your newest member."

"I'm Rex."