Superior Knight: This is the story series I and a friend of mine, Xenomaster, have been working on for a good amount of time, ideas, and effort into getting together. But at last, the 1st chapter of our story is here.
Xenomaster: We tended to bounce a lot of ideas back and forth. AND I MEAN A LOT. We kinda got this going when I asked "what would happen if Kairo and the like stayed in DC". And the rest was history.
SK: For any of you who have read my previous story series, 'Son of Heroes,' this is the major reason to 'Son of Heroes' hiatus. Which I do apologize for, but I will remind hasn't been abandoned.
XM: Yeah, I think it was mostly my fault if any.
SK: this story is paying most attention to the next generation of heroes and villains. Now I will say this, the settings for this story will be extremely wide range.
XM: Deep space, magical realms, unknown science labs, …Mr Mxyzptlk's place… DC is far more complex than DBZ is, whether you like it more or less than the other.
SK: So without anymore delays, enjoy.
Next Gen
Chapter 1: Reminiscence
Washington D.C…
Not only the city of a nation's capital, but also just on the edge of the city's limits, was the embassy/headquarters of the world's greatest heroes, the Hall of Justice. There was a press conference being held, for there was the announcement of the newest members to the Justice League. The Hall was currently closed from the public, and right outside the front entrance to the Hall, veteran superheroes stood.
Superman, the only sign of his aging were the grayness on the sides of his hair, and the symbol of the House of El black to what used to be yellow. Wonder Woman stood, wearing a more ceremonial armor, and she still looked flawless from age. Hal Jordan, the Green Lantern, who also showed an aging face with graying hair. The Martian Manhunter stood unchanged in appearance, courtesy of Martian shapeshifting. Lex Luthor in business suit, while showing signs of aging from the wrinkles on his face. Bruce Wayne, who was there as an official sponsor and supporter to the League (to the public's knowledge), was using a cane to remain standing, too stubborn to sit down for this event.
Sitting at the back, the newest heroes to be given their recognition to the Justice League. Each one waiting for the call up to proceed. Superman was speaking at the podium to the audience.
"The Justice League was formed for two reasons. First, as an acknowledgement that no single individual, no matter how powerful, can solve all the world's problems alone," Superman said. "And second, to uphold the values of Truth, Liberty and Justice. That last one's even in the name."
Superman then gestured over to the new recruits sitting patiently yet anticipating their public induction to the League.
"These seven heroes have sworn to uphold those values." Superman stated. "So without furthermore, we are happy to present our newest members."
"Kairos Prince El, aka, Superwonder."
The Son of Heroes, Superwonder, stood up and stepped forth. Kairos wore a Kryptonian suit to change the appearance of his attire to turn into a blue and red outfit with a golden portion in the abdomen-hip area, an amalgam emblem of both his parents' symbols, and a red cape flowing behind.
"Batman Beyond."
Stepping up was the new Batman of Neo Gotham, wearing an all black armoured suit with only the striking red bat symbol on his chest, piercing red eyes and nearly unnoticeable red marks.
"Lisa Luthor."
A young woman with long ginger hair walked forward. She was clad in gold and black bionic armour similar to that of her father's covering her body, save for her head.
"Martian Girl."
A green skinned humanoid girl stepped up, she had the red X across her abdomen, and wore a blue cape hood.
"Blue Lantern."
Next to step up was the Blue Lantern, a young man wearing a blue, black and white gi and a mask similar to that of his father, Hal Jordan. He flew to the others' side, ring pulsing with energy.
"Shockwave."
A speedster clad in garnet red rushed onto the stage, opaque yellow lightning surging around him wildly. His suit had a large white lightning bolt across his chest and small electrical designs veining it. Out of all of them, he showboated the most
"Zachary Constantine-Zatara."
The final one of the heroes stood forward. He wore a black suit without a tie and a red shirt. As he walked up, he took a bow to the audience before poofing to the others' side.
"These heroes have shown dedication and valour in the name of truth, justice and liberty. We welcome you all to the Justice League," Superman happily said.
After finally receiving their membership cards from the League veterans, they answered several questions ranging from; are you there because your parents gave you favoritism, why do you not wear a mask, etc.? Finally the new recruits were allowed access back inside the Hall of Justice.
Entering the portion of the Hall that was for Justice League and authorized individuals only, the next generation of Justice League entered.
Zachary then snapped his fingers, casting a spell for sparkling fireworks to go off, "Ladies and gents, we made it!"
"Oh yeah, it's about time!" Don cheered.
Terry deactivated his hologram mask to show his face, and looked to Kairos and said, "This is awesome, Jon!
The new Batman raised his fist to Kairos, "Don't leave me hanging."
Kairos stares at Terry's gesture of affirmation, and after only a few seconds Kairo simply places his hand to the fist and lowers it.
"He broke the bro-code," Don muttered to Martin.
"Congratulations are in order for us all, Terry," Kairos said in a impassive tone.
Lisa, who had gotten out of her suit, hugged Kairo from behind, and said, "Come on, Jonny, loosen up."
Kairo remained stoic until finally giving a forced small smile. Until suddenly, shifting in between Jon and Lisa, R'Iva appeared.
"Any room for three?" R'Iva asked with a mischievous smile.
Jon immediately moved away revolted at the Martian's suggestion, while Lisa only chuckled a bit.
"Heh. Sorry, green girl, but it seems Jon isn't so thrilled at the idea," Lisa stated.
"Didn't hurt to try. Hey, we should all be celebrating already!" R'Iva joyfully said.
"The get together of all our family and friends isn't until 6:00 pm on the moonbase, sister," Martin explained.
"I got something to hold us until then," Zachary stated, as he summons up a bottle of fancy liquor. "This bottle here is good enough for anybody with a fancy immune system."
"You got my attention, cutie," R'Iva said, as she elongated her arms to get a glass.
"I see no value in consuming alcohol. Plus, the taste of it is disgusting," Kairo stated, standing in place crossing his arms across his chest.
"Suit yourself, hardass," Don taunted, while getting arms glass.
"You kiss your mother with that mouth?" Terry said as he was poured wine to his glass.
"You expect anything less after all this time?" Martin asked, making a construct glass.
All of them except Kairo got a glass of wine, and raised it up.
"Here's to all the blood and sweat through all the years we gave to protecting the world and finally reaching the big league," Lisa said.
"Justice League to be exact," R'Iva pointed out.
"To the Justice League," everyone said, while those with a glass taped together and taking sips.
"How long has it been?" Zach asked.
"We started saving the world when we be babies," Terry answered.
"No no, I mean when all seven of us misfits and malcontents got together and stuck together ever since," Zach corrected.
"If you are referring to Warworld, that would be seven years ago. We were in our 12 to 15 years of age in that event," Kairo answered.
"Time flies…," R'Iva said, remembering that event seven years ago. As were everyone else.
Seven Years Ago...
Themyscira…
On the island nation of Themyscira, home to the female race of Amazons and male Gargareans, the two races had established a healthy relationship with each other, to the point they were all considered one united nation. There were even marriages between Amazons and Gargareans, and children being born from these unions. Children could be seen running through the beach, the forest, the fields, and the city streets of the island.
Running around and playing wasn't in the mind of a certain child. In the Amazon district of the city, inside the library a child stood, surrounded by hologram screens projected by a contraption supplied by his father. Fifteen year old, Kairo was studying about the Kryptonian Exploration Era and all the significant individuals in that period in history. The Kryptoamazon enjoyed learning about his father's people, or in general, he liked learning about history. He also liked learning about influential individuals who were leaders of amazing causes, which included his parents; the Amazon Princess and the Son of Krypton.
While Kairo would likely be out saving lives and taking down criminals, the Son of Heroes knew the importance of gaining knowledge in multiple areas that wasn't just combat and fighting. If he wanted to be a champion of justice, then he needed to intake any and all reliable and useful knowledge and disciplines to aid him.
Kairo was just about finished with his Kryptonian studies, and was about to move onto his godfather's studies on advanced investigation. Until suddenly he heard children his own age arrive, and a Gargarean boy stepped up to Kairo.
"Prince Kairo, I challenge you to a spar," the Gargarean child demanded, speaking in the ancient Greek language still being carried on by the Amazons and Gargareans.
Kairo closed his eyes in annoyance and sighed, "I am studying, Aegeus. Maybe another time."
"This is what you Amazon girls have for royalty? Your Prince is scared to face me," Aegeus, the son of Achilles Warkiller, the Olympian, taunted Kairo to the other children.
"You heard the prince, he is studying," a young girl, named Alexa, defended Kairo.
"I will not be denied my fight, Alexa," Aegeus responded, and he turned back to face Kairo, who was still paying attention to the hologram screens, pressing on the screens repeatedly. Not liking being ignored, "Face me, half-breed!"
Kairo, who learned from his father about turning the other cheek to insult, ignored such remark. The boy preferred taking his studies in his father's Fortress, so that he could keep to them in peace and quiet with no distractions, but his parents went on about how he must interact with children his age. While Kairo did have fun with these children, he just wished they would go away when he asked them to. Especially the Gargarean Prince, at this moment. Perhaps if Kairo would give the message clearly right now;
"Go away, Aegeus," Kairo said.
"Are you a coward?" Aegeus asked in a taunting manner.
"No, but I'm busy," Kairo responded, still facing the screen.
Aegeus scowled, seeing the Amazon Prince trying to shoo him away, so the Gargarean Prince stepped forward and shut the hologram contraption down. Kairo slowly glared at Aegeus, now peeved, "If I fight you, then will you leave me alone?"
"Of course," Aegeus answered, with a smug smile on his face. He turned around and took off to the exit, as the other children followed him.
The young girl, Astraia, remained waiting for Kairo to follow along. Astraia was the adopted daughter of the Shim'Tar, Artemis of the Bana-Mighdall, and she recalled the stories of how her mother fought alongside Kairo's mother, so Astraia treated Kairo with more respect than the son of the Gargarean king. She gave Kairo a smile and said, "I think I see why you always spend more time out of the island. Popularity must be a pain."
"Sister Astraia, you have no idea," Kairo replied, as he walked past Astraia. "Let's just get this over with."
"If I may say this, Prince Kairo, the Amazons and Gargareans are warriors. We should be anticipating battle and its glory. Try and have a little fun out of it," Astraia said, as she walked beside Kairo.
"Hurrm," Kairo replied.
Astraia frowned, seeing Kairo's displeasure of fighting. He has shown amazing skills in combat, but he doesn't like the fighting all that much like an Amazon would find amusement in. It wasn't just fighting, Kairo was also distant from the Themyscirian tribes. His days are usually spent out in the Outside World, fighting alongside other young or veteran heroes, but hardly as much with his own people, and he is the Prince of the Amazons.
They arrived at the stadium, where the youngsters had already taken their seats clustered at the front row, while Aegeus was already on the field with a bo staff.
"Prepare yourself, Kairo. Spend too much time out of this island, you may have forgotten the ways of Themyscirian combat," Aegeus taunted.
Kairo remained silent, as he made his way to the weapons stack that was at the side, where picked out the same kind of staff the one Aegeus was armed with. A young Amazon stepped up on a stand, to act as mediator/referee, so she looked over to Aegeus; "Prince Aegeus, prepared?"
"I am," Aegeus answered loud and boastful.
"Prince Kairo?" the Amazon asked, as she looked to Kairo.
"I am," Kairo answered in a lower volume.
"Begin!" the Amazon raised the flags, giving signal to commence the fight.
Aegeus and Kairo closed in on each other, both in a fighting stance. Kairo observed Aegeus stance and movements, beginning to predict what move the Gargarean Prince will make. He was going for a fast and powerful strike.
'To prove he is superior to me. Annoying imbecile,' Kairo thought.
Aegeus attacked with a thrust with the pole, with his empowered speed from the Olympian Gods, it would have left a good mark on Kairo, but Kairo was prepared. The Kryptoamazon deflected the thrust, and retaliated with a swing at Aegeus. Aegeus evaded the attack, and struck back once he got back onto stance.
The two young boys kept at a constant battle striking and deflecting strike after strike. While the Garagrean Prince was arrogant, he was still an amazing warrior and knew his strengths and weaknesses. Aegeus knew that Kairo was stronger, thanks to his Kryptoamazon physiology. So Aegeus needed to use superior fighting tactics to defeat Kario.
Once Kairo deflected another attack, Aegeus saw an opening for a tackle charge, so Aegeus took it. He rushed and grabbed Kairo up and slammed him onto the dusty ground. The Gargarean pinned Kairo and looked down upon him with an arrogant smug on his face; "You left yourself open."
Kairo gave no response, until he tapped the ground and said, "Congratulations. Now get off me."
Aegeus scowled at the command. Even after this brief scuffle and defeat, the Amazon Prince gave no sign of remorse of loss or even a desire to fight. Kairo wasn't giving his A-game, and Aegeus was insulted by this and showed a furious expression. The Gargarean then raised his fist and punched Kairo across the face, drawing blood from the strike.
"Why don't you fight?!" Aegeus yelled, as he threw another punch.
But Kairo was prepared this time, as he swerved his to the side for the fist to punch into the ground. Kairo flipped Aegeus off him, and the two boys were back on their feet. Aegeus rushed at Kairo, roaring like a young lion, as he attacked Kairo only for Kairo to evade the attacks. Aegeus was moving too fast that Kairo decided to take it up to the air. Kairo flew up as Aegeus still kept on him.
Aegeus threw attack after attack, while Kairo remained on the defensive. The Amazons and Gargareans saw the young super beings fighting in the skies above their city. Kairo finally throwing strikes, each punch a direct hit on the Gargarean's face. Aegeus fill onto one of the streets.
"Prince Aegeus-," a Gargarean approached his prince to aid the downed young boy.
"The battle is not over!" Aegeus growled, as he looked to see a guard right near him to help. So he quickly pulled the sword away from the guard's sheath and launched up into the air before the Amazon guard could protest and stop him.
Kairo eyes finally widened, a bit surprised to see Aegeus going to the lengths of bringing a sword into this fight. With Aegeus' current state of attitude, Kairo needed to finish this fight quickly.
Kairo dodged an incoming slash from Aegeus, and before Aegeus could strike again with the sword, Kairo struck Aegeus with mountain crumbling punches. The Kryptonamazon's unique physiology made him naturally stronger, and Kairo was no stranger to how to use his strength in combat. Aegeus was already on the ground, struggling to get back up.
Before either of them could do anything else, the Amazon Princess/Ambassador Diana of Themyscira, the Wonder Woman and Achilles Warkiller, the Gargarean King and the Olympian arrived in fast speeds. Hearing that their sons were fighting each other and took the fight into the city streets.
"What is going on here?!" Diana asked with great concern, while Achilles took the sword away from Aegeus.
"It's a sparring match, father," Aegeus tried explaining, looking to his father.
"Is that so?" Achilles rhetorically asked, helping his son up on his feet.
"More than that," Kairo stated. "Aegeus started attacking me even after I had conceded defeat in the spar."
"Maybe if you showed more backbone and stood your ground to fight, half-breed!" Aegeus insulted Kairo once more. This time, Aegeus received a smack to the face from his father.
"You will hold your tongue and show respect, Aegeus!" Achilles growled.
"Achilles, that-," Diana about to protest Achilles' action upon the boy.
"My boy is on the wrong, Diana. He will be disciplined for attacking your son in a dishonorable fashion," Achilles stated.
"I understand, but there should be no need to be harsh," Diana advised.
"Worry about your child, Princess Diana. I worry about mine. Come, Aegeus," Achilles pulled his son with him. Aegeus glared at Kairo with a scowl, as he was pulled away.
Diana frowned, concerned with how the Gargarean King may disciplined the boy, but then she turned to face her own son.
"Are you injured," Diana asked, grasping Kairo's face to check the bruise he had received from Aegeus.
"I'm fine. I've taken several hits in my patrols before. I guess I can learn from this. If someone throws an attack, put them down immediately. You don't have to worry," Kairo replied.
"I'm your mother, so I have every right to see you if you are well," Diana said. "Are you sure you're alright? What Aegeus said to you."
"I don't care what Aegeus calls me. I don't care what anybody says about me," Kairo stated, but then started to reflect. He sighed as he looked down towards the city streets. "I know you want me to interact with the other kids here, mom, but being the prince, all the attention and expectations of being social is annoying and frustrating."
"It's perfectly alright, Kairo. You're just reserved and prefer the company of few but true friends," Diana hugged him to comfort him.
Kairo gave a smile, as he hugged his mom back. "Mom, can I go on my patrol?"
Diana couldn't help but chuckle a bit hearing her son asking for permission to save people and fight bad guys.
"Just be back for dinner. You're father will have your grandmother's famous apple pie over," Diana said.
Kairo kissed his mother in the cheek, "Love you."
The Kryptoamazon immediately dashed off, in a streak through the sky. Kairo activated his Kryptonian suit to change the appearance of his attire to turn into a blue and red outfit with a golden portion in the abdomen-hip area, an amalgam emblem of both his parents' symbols, and a red cape flowing behind. The Superwonder was off to deliver justice.
Gotham…
Gotham City. Dark, gothic, full of crime. Where this nightmare of a city once stood with the aid of Wayne Enterprises and Lexcorp now stands Neo Gotham. Technological advances, new homes for all for a better future. Nothing has actually changed.
The city faces new problems, with more advanced weapons for criminals to use, genetic mutations and a new gang: the Jokerz. About nine thousand, four hundred fifty-three divided into near two hundred smaller groups, all follow the Clown Queen of Crime. Some groups are more active than others, one particular group thought it was smart to rob the Bank of Gotham.
A gang of five Jokers, one that resembled the Joker, one wore a single-coned jester's cap and black overalls, a girl that wore a very loose polka-dot dress, a large bald man wearing a long Black trenchcoat, blue pants, a bowtie and a black top hat and one wearing a leather jacket and a very long and limp jester's cap. They were holding the tellers hostage and dumping the money into a Mad Max-esque ice cream truck.
"Hurry up with the cash, you little piggy banks!" the one looking like the Joker yelled. "The boss lady wants this cash asap!" He was interrupted when a phone in his pocket had went off.
"Is that-?" the Joker in the sing coned cap asked somewhat fearfully.
"Cool it, Scab! Let me handle this." the Joker looking Joker yelled at his teammate.
"J-Man here." the gang member answered. "What can I do ya for, boss lady." he greeted, talking to the one on the other end.
"Are ya almost done?" the caller asked somewhat angrily. "We gotta schedule to keep!"
"Relax, we're almost done. About another five minutes oughta do it." J-Man answered, sweating somewhat.
"You betta be done by then, or you punks will be getting a spanking!" the apparent leader yelled angrily before hanging up abruptly.
J-Man put the phone away. "The boss lady has spoken, double time!" he announced, motivating the others to work faster.
Scab dumped his back into the truck and went back to collect more money. He was stopped when an object flew past his face: a batarang. The entire gang looked up to see a small figure in an armoured suit and a featureless visor with two white lights appearing to be eyes looking down on them. The Black Hood, the son of the Batman.
"It's a school night, boys and girls." Black Hood quipped. "I'm gonna have to call your folks."
"Waste him!" J-Man yelled, shooting at the vigilante with goofy-looking guns.
Fortunately, Black Hood used a combination of smoke bombs and a grapple hook to get away and into a vent while using a device to shock one of the Jokerz.
J-Man looked at his co-hort in fear. "Spread out, find him!" he ordered. "We gotta get rid of this brat or it's curtains for us!"
The Jokerz began to search the building, unaware that the target was right above them. Within seconds, the two Jokerz wearing jester caps were snagged and hung upside down from a gargoyle, making the other Jokerz paranoid.
"This gets easier and easier." Hood told himself smugly from another gargoyle. His smug expression faded when a message came up on his visor: 'incoming call, Max Gibson'. The boy reluctantly answered. "Hey Max, what's up?" he asked before starting a glide kick at another Joker.
"What's up?" the girl on the end of the line asked. "Terry, you disappear after school and you say 'what's up'?" she questioned as Hood knocked out the Joker in the top hat. "What was that noise?" she asked as her friend went back to hiding, this time in the floor grates.
"Just helping beta test the Batman Arkham Resurgence game." Terry lied, positioning himself optimally. "First of the thirteen Arkham games to feature the Black Hood as a playable character."
"About time that guy got some spotlight." Max commented. "Why do you get all the cool stuff?" she asked as Terry jumped out and knocked out the female Joker before ducking behind a weakened wall.
"When your dad is a CEO of a multi-billion dollar company, then we'll talk." Terry replied, switching to Detective Mode to see J-Man. "Sorry, gotta split. Dad's calling." he lied as the boy sprayed explosive gel on the wall.
"Ok, see ya." Max told her friend before hanging up.
Black Hood then set off the explosive, knocking bits of the wall onto J-Man. The blast knocked him out cold.
As Black Hood was cuffing the Jokerz, he received a message on his visor telling him to go to Wayne Industries. With a sigh, he finished tying up the Jokerz and formed wings from his suit before taking off through an open skylight via jet boots. The boy soared over Neo Gotham, it was a sight to behold over the old Gotham.
It didn't take him long to reach Wayne Tech. Once reached the building, he pressed a button on his wrist which opened a secret passage in a wall that he flew into. It lead down a chute where he quickly changed into civilian garb and exited near the main entrance to the building. The now civilian Terry Wayne made his way inside and past a night watchman.
"Hey, Terry. Good to see ya, kid!" the night watchman called to the boy.
"You too, Mr Bennett." Terry replied, pressing the elevator button. When the door opened, Terry was surprised to see his father in the door.
Bruce has aged well, he had few wrinkles and has little gray in his hair. "You're late." he told his son half-seriously.
"By fifty two seconds!" Terry replied, half seriously.
Bruce chuckled as he began to leave with his son. "Good night, Ethan." he told the night watchman.
"Good night, Bruce." the night watchman replied before returning to work.
The two Waynes made their way to a car where bruce got into the driver's seat while Terry sat in shotgun.
"So, are we getting ready for that expo at the manor?" Terry asked, putting on his seatbelt.
"We need to make a slight detour." Bruce answered. "It is that time of year again."
The two sat mostly in silence as they left Wayne Enterprises. Some time passed before they stopped at Gotham Cemetery, where the two got out and made their way inside. They made their way to a particular grave next to the graves of Thomas and Martha Wayne.
"I can't believe it has been thirteen years." Bruce said, looking at the grave. "Almost like it was yesterday."
Terry looked to the grave. "I know we never met. Dad said the only time you saw me, I was about seven months in the womb." he told the grave. "But if half of what dad told me about you, I know we would be, as you may put it, thick as thieves. I know we may not be blood related, but if dad considers you family… that's good enough for me." Terry continued as he put his hand on the gravestone and his father teared slightly. "Happy birthday, grandpa Alfred."
Bruce put a hand on Terry's shoulder. "That was beautiful, son." he told his son. "Come on, we need to prepare for the expo. And you know what that means."
"Making sure Lizzie goes to bed." the two said in unison before leaving.
Metropolis…
Metropolis, a shining city and the origin place of Lexcorp. The technology built it, Lexcorp keeps it going, and nearly two-thirds of its people work for Lexcorp whether they know it or not. Metropolis is home to the owner and founder of this company, Lex Luthor. Ever since his joining of the Justice League years ago, Lex now tries to help humanity as best he can. Today, he has an appointment with the Lexcorp shareholders.
"...and that gentlemen is what all your money is going towards." Lex finished tell the shareholders as they walked down a hall in Lexcorp.
"With all due respect, Mr Luthor. But we all know there is something new you aren't telling us." one of the shareholders told his boss. "The income is not the main reason we are here."
Lex stopped at a door. "Of course, you want to know about one of my best creations. Well, wonder no more..." Lex answered, opening the door. "She's in here."
The door lead to a lab, full of machines and tools. Across the lab was a section that was small and featureless, where a young girl sat. She was flicking her finger every so often in different parts of the air and wearing sunglasses.
"Lisa." Lex called, getting the girl's attention. "It's time to get cracking, kiddo."
The girl turned back to her original position. "Sorry, business calls. Wanna continue later?" she asked as if talking to someone else. "Cool. See ya, Cornelius."
The girl took off her glasses and walked over to the men.
"Gentlemen, meet my daughter. Lisa Luthor." Lex introduced as his daughter gave a courtesy.
"How do you do, sirs." Lisa greeted, shaking one of the shareholders' hands. "I was just playing chess with Cornelius Brolin."
The shareholders were dumbfounded. "Cornelius Brolin? The Gorilla City scientist?" one of the shareholders asked for clarity.
"The very same." Lisa answered with a smile. "I like to use virtual reality over the likes of monitors. Makes things more interesting." she explained, handing her glasses over to the shareholder. "That's my own design." she added, smiling to Lex.
"Amazing-." the shareholder started, examining the glasses until a large noise from behind.
Everyone looked over to see a young boy cleaning up a mess on the ground, he was muttering 'sorry' over and over.
"Young man, what do you think you are doing?" a random shareholder called over somewhat angrily, causing Lex to glare at the man. "You shouldn't be here, this area is for those with-." he began to say, walking over to the now scared boy before Lex put his hand on the shareholder's shoulder.
"Boothe, that is my son. Logan." Lex said, spitting some venom and causing his shareholder to become startled.
"Mr Luthor, I am so sorry. I assumed-." he tried to say before Lex raised his hand as a signal to shut up.
The CEO squared up to the man, causing him to back up until they met a wall. "Listen, I try to be a better man than I used to. For my children." Lex began calmly, sweat rolling down the shareholder's forehead. "But if you ever raise your voice to either one again, I will show you why I am one of two humans on this Earth who can fight Superman!" Lex continued angrily, squaring up even closer. "Now get out of my sight!" he yelled, causing the shareholder to run out of the room, fearing for his job and wellbeing. Lex turned to the other shareholders with a look that gave them the signal to leave, which they did. Lex then walked over to his son and put his hand on the boy's shoulder. "Logan, are you alright?" the man asked, very sincerely.
Logan looked down at the mess he made. "I'm sorry, dad. I just-." the boy tried to say, but he just couldn't finish.
"Son, you can't help your dizzy spells or the headaches. I know this." Lex explained with a smile before looking to the mess. "That wasn't anything important. I'm going to go finish some reports, then we'll go to that ice cream place you like." the father told his child, making him smile.
"Thanks dad." Logan answered before his father got up and left the room.
Lisa pressed a button on a wall, releasing a small robot that went over to the mess to clean it before walking over to her brother. "They don't seem to be getting better, do they?" Lisa asked, leaning on the table next to Logan.
Logan shook his head. "The medication dad gave me worked at first, but it doesn't seem to be doing anything." Logan answered.
Lisa put her arm around her brother. "Twin of mine, you are in the best hands on Earth." she told her brother. "Two Luthors helping a third. No man left behind!"
Logan gave a smile. "Thanks, Lis." Logan looked down at Lisa's glasses and his eyes unnoticably flashed purple. "Think those could be used to run construction software?"
"Why, broseph? Morbid curiosity?" Lisa asked, having a chuckle.
Logan looked to Lisa as they began to walk out of the room. "Curiosity, yes. Morbid, hardly." he answered, his eyes returning to normal.
Mogo…
Mogo is one of the strongest Green Lanterns in the universe and one of the biggest guns of the Lantern Alliance. Made up of six of the seven lights and allied to Orange, the separate Lantern Corps decided to work together in case another universal threat were to arise.
Red, Yellow, Blue, Indigo, Violet. The five colours flew across Mogo to hit their targets: The Manhunters. The ones firing were Grace Gardner, Alex Rayner, Martin Jordan, Tyrone Cruz-Baz and James Stewart, the children of some of the greatest Lanterns.
"No man escapes The Manhunters!" the automatons stated repeatedly as they continued their assault.
The Lanterns tried to stick together, but couldn't help being separated. Martin and Grace ended up back to back. Grace, like her father had ginger hair with an odd white fringe and red eyes due to her ring and wore a very punk rocker biker kind of outfit while Martin had brown hair, blue eyes because of his ring and wore a cross between a gi and a bodysuit. Matin also wore a similar mask to his father.
"I friggin hate Manhunters!" Grace yelled before blasting two in the head.
Martin gave a smile while minding her six. "You were the one complaining about fighting 'the average crook'." Martin pointed out, shooting several Manhunters.
"You're lucky you're too cute to get mad at." Grace responded "At least Nobo knows when to shut up."
Before either could continue, they were interrupted by a large crystal spike that impaled a Manhunter they didn't see. "You two need to stop flirting." James told them fighting off a manhunter with a sword and shield. "I know you two are dating and all, but you need to focus."
"You know we can't help it, James." Grace replied, keeping up her assault. "Though, I will not try to piss you off with that shatterpoint thing your mom taught ya." she added, looking at the Manhunter James took down.
"How is Yrra?" Martin asked. "I haven't seen her in a while."
James immediately sliced the Manhunter he fought to bits. "She's doing fine, man. Thanks for asking."
James Stewart looked very much like his mother, though some of his more alien characteristics were dulled by John's DNA, his ears for one weren't as pointy as Yrra. He wore an outfit near identical to his father when John was a Star Sapphire.
James turned around and attempted to blast a Manhunter, only for a crystal to come out of the front of the robot from behind. When the Manhunter fell, they saw that the one responsible was Tyrone, the Indigo Tribesman.
Tyrone resembled his father but had his mother's skin tone. He had black hair and indigo eyes thanks to his ring and wore a very tribal version of what his father wore as a green lantern, only his mask had an Indigo Tribesman logo over his right eye, similar to his mother's Green Lantern one.
"Hope you don't mind me stealing your shtick, James." he politely commented.
"Nok." James replied, throwing a hammer at the downed Manhunter.
They then noticed a rumbling that appeared to be like footsteps, they looked over to see a yellow construct smashing up the Manhunters
"Someone's watching anime again." Tyrone commented, pointing out the large yellow robot construct.
Alex used her construct to stomp through Manhunters left and right while shooting the more airborn with gatling guns "What's that coming over the hill, is it a monster? Is it a monster?" she sang as she went along. "What's that coming over the hill, is it a monster? Is it a monster?"
"I don't know whether or not I'm scared of her." Grace pointed out, watching Alex stomp around before flying to them.
"This is fun." she started, panting slightly. "We should do this more often!"
Alex had black hair and glowing yellow eyes, as indicated by her ring. What was odd was she had black sclera and her ears were pointed. She wore a dress with short puffy sleeves, a fanned-out skirt that is cut to about mid-leg, and a Sinestro insignia decorated with a white bow and ribbon. She also had black-and-yellow stockings, elbow length gloves and black knee-high boots which are secured with silver buckles, along with a black colombina mask.
The five Lanterns noticed that the remaining manhunters have surrounded them.
"I think it's time we ended this." Martin suggested, to which the others nodded and clenched their ring hands, charging energy. "In peaceful day…" Martin began, shooting at a Manhunter.
"In blazing night…" Grace continued, using her rage plasma to melt several Manhunters.
"Evil can never escape our sight." James added, smashing a large group of Manhunters with a gargantuan crystal hammer.
"Let those looking for a fight." Alex announced, blowing up several Manhunters with a dragon-shaped laser gun.
"Beware our power…" Tyrone muttered, peircing five Manhunters through the head with five separate beams.
"-Five Lanterns' light!" the five Lanterns yelled, getting together and unleashing a large domed blast of energy, destroying the all standing Manhunters. Those caught in the blast were either completely destroyed or reduced to parts The Manhunter remains turned to dirt and were absorbed into the planet's surface.
"WELL DONE, YOUNG LANTERNS." Mogo bloomingly told his trainees. "YOUR SKILL IS IMPROVING, YOU DEFEATED THE MANHUNTERS IN LESS TIME THAN IN THE PREVIOUS LESSON."
"We should party!" Alex yelled, zipping about in the air. "Anyone up for that party on New Kuragar after the thing?" she asked excitedly. Her response was mixed negative reactions. "Really?" she asked.
"Alex, it's not that we don't wanna. It's just..." Martin began, trying to be tact.
"Your grandfather is freaking scary!" Grace interrupted, showing her Gardner charm.
Alex's face showed an oblivious look. "He's not that bad."
"Whatever you say, girl." Grace muttered, lowering her eyelids.
With little warning, Tyrone flashed the Sinestro symbol on his forehead and looked up. "Speak of the devil." he spoke up, getting everyone's attention.
The other four looked up to see none other than Sinestro himself floating down to the surface, clapping his hands in a very high class fashion.
"Bravo, you are all coming along swimmingly." the Korugarian praised, stepping over to the children.
"Are you just here to give us a pat on the head, Thaal?" Martin asked politely, not trying to offend the Lantern Leader.
Sinestro gave a snide chuckle. "I'm here to escort you back to Earth, young Jordan." the Korugarian replied. "Though I was impressed with the Graviton Cannon."
Alex rubbed the back of her head. "I try my best, grandpa."
Many would not be so informal to a Lantern Leader, especially Sinestro. But Sinestro has taken quite fondly to his granddaughter. "I know you do, my dear." Sinestro commented as yellow light enveloped him. "Come along, we haven't time do dottle."
The trainee Lanterns lit up and started to fly with Sinestro. Martin stopped for a moment and turned to the planet.
"Thanks, brother Mogo." Martin told the planet, taking a bow.
"IT WAS MY PLEASURE, BLUE LANTERN JORDAN." Mogo replied as the young boy flew towards his allies, back to Earth.
Antarctica…
In the ancient Martian stronghold of Z'onn Z'orr, the Martian Manhunter of Mars, J'onn J'onnz was overseeing a training room. Being the heart and soul of the Justice League, J'onn had always preferred ways of keeping himself busy with Justice League business. Right now, he was trying his best to multitask with being a protector, ambassador, mentor and a father.
In the training room, several training droids were being dispatched of by a young green skinned girl with fuzzy and poufy red hair. The young girl extended her arm out slashing through each training droid in her reach, and then evaded an incoming attack from another from her side.
"Excellent job, R'Iva," J'onn kindly said.
"I can do this all day," the Martian Girl, R'Iva triumphantly said.
"I bit you could," J'onn replied. "Let's try and work on a scenario when facing a pyrokinetic."
"H'ronmeer! Not fire!" R'Iva cursed.
"R'Iva, don't take the lord's name in vain. And you know it's necessary you improve on dealing with such," J'onn stated.
"Yeah… well… if I beat the fire ones in under a minute, then I get a big bowl of cookies n' cream," R'Iva compromised.
J'onn smirked, "if that's the way you want it, so be it." "He presses the control panel, allowing the fire droids to be released. "Remember, this fire won't hurt you, but don't let it touch you, for you're still vulnerable to mystic and meta flames."
R'Iva got into a fighting stance and put her game face on, "the oreos will be mine."
The droids fired the flames, and R'Iva dodged by flying upward and began flanking the group of droids. The line of fire was still following after her, but R'Iva then threw an elongated punch hitting right through one of the droids in the chest. She then flung that one droid at two others like a blunt weapon smashing them.
"Boyaa!" R'Iva shouted.
"Pay atten-," J'onn tried warning R'Iva, until a droid pounced at R'Iva covering itself in flames.
"Yikes!" R'Iva's top half of her body split in half to let the droid pass right through and avoiding the flames.
R'Iva turned her face toward the droid and fired her Martian vision blasting the droid to smithereens. The Martian Girl then turned to face her father with a cute smile and said, "I want my oreos."
It wasn't long until the two Martians arrived at the kitchen, where J'onn happily served his daughter her reward. R'Iva began devouring the ice cream, and was savoring the oreos within the ice cream.
"You know the oreos are not the proper meal, R'Iva," J'onn pointed out to his daughter, as the Martian girl placed the tray onto the disk.
"Come on, dad! You know you want them," R'Iva mockingly said in a despicable manner, and held an oreo cookie in front of her father's face.
The Martian Manhunter looked down at his daughter in an unamused look, and with contempt sighed took the cookie and dipped it into the glass of milk. "Sometimes I worry about you, daughter of mine."
"But you still love me?" R'Iva asked.
"Absolutely," J'onn kissed R'Iva on the forehead. A notification came up on the monitor, notifying J'onn that M'Gann M'orazz had entered Z'onn Z'orr.
"Aunt M'Gann is here!" R'Iva squealed.
"Now be sure to be on your best behavior to M'Gann," J'onn said.
"Yes, dad," R'Iva replied.
The father and daughter met at the midway point to welcome M'Gann to the ancient Martian stronghold. M'Gann smiled at the younger Martian.
"How's my favorite little niece!" M'Gann asked, as she held up R'Iva.
"I ate a bunch of oreos," R'Iva happily said. "Where's Uncle Conner and Kiran?"
"The two of them are off on patrol," M'Gann answered, as she looked to J'onn. "You got everything set up for the meeting?"
"Certainly. J'emm and the ministers on Saturn don't have much issues to worry about," J'onn, the diplomat between Earth and the isolationist alien races that lived on the Rings of Saturn. The Martian then kneeled down and kissed his daughter on the cheek, "I'll be back."
"Love you, daddy!" R'Iva happily said, as she watched her father enter the hangar bay. She and M'Gann watched as J'onn's ship made its way off into the sky heading to Saturn.
Central City…
In the home city of the Fastest Man Alive, now the home city to Fastest Family, two streaks dashed through the city. A race between the children of Barry Allen, the Twin Speedsters, Donald Allen and Dawn Allen.
"Come on, sis, this can't be your fastest," Donald called out to his sister, who was running behind him.
"You don't need to make everything a competition, Donnie." Dawn told him from behind.
Dawn wore a similar outfit to that of her father, though her lightning and the yellow on her suit was more pale and the designs were more smooth.
"Whoa, no secret identities." Donald replied, now turned around and running backwards. "When the cowl is on, call me Shockwave, Slipstream."
Dawn rolled her eyes. "We're both running at mach 1, well over two hundred times faster than an average human. I doubt anyone can hear us." 'Slipstream' responded to her brother.
"Really, that fast?" 'Shockwave' asked in curiosity. "Mustn't be trying. Eat my dust!"
"Donnie, don't-!"
In an attempt to stop her brother, Dawn grabbed Donnie's arm and with a spark between them, the two began to rocket faster then they ever did before. They would've crashed if a blurr whisked them to a roof of a building by the one man who could stop them.
"Well, who's going to explain what happened?" their father, Barry Allen, asked them as lightning crackled around him.
"Dad, I know this looks like another one of those times-!" Dawn began to speak up before her father jumped in.
"I didn't mean how you two left the Speed Lab, your mother and I will be talking about that." Flash told the two. "But how did you book it so fast?"
Dawn and Donnie looked at each other. "I don't know, dad." Donnie replied.
"Yeah, all I did was grab Don's arm and suddenly we were flying." Dawn added. "I couldn't tell how fast we were going."
"Well, before the two of you are grounded, we may need to test this." Barry said before the three of them rushed back to the Speed Lab.
The speedsters ran right into the Central City S.T.A.R. Labs where they were greeted by a teen in glasses and black hair.
"Do we have to go through with this every week?" the teen asked, tired of an evident routine.
"We only did it three times, Harry." Shockwave replied.
"Only because you zip off, Shockwave." Slipstream countered snidely.
"Before we get into another fight..." Flash said, stepping between his kids. "We actually discovered something about these two's connection to the speed force."
"Well then, let's take a look see." Harry replied, getting behind several monitors. The two speedster teens got on their marks and held hands, something that confused Harry at first, but ignored it. "Ready to go, guys."
"Just say when, sis." Shockwave whispered to his sister.
"Run Don, run." Slipstream whispered back before they began running around the track.
To the shock of Harry, the two were moving much, much faster than they previously went before. He looked at the monitors to see what was happening.
"Their vitals are completely normal." the young scientist announced. "But their going mach two… three point one!"
"Amazing!" Flash told himself, seeing his kids move.
As the two were speeding along, Shockwave had an idea. "Dawn, I think we can go faster."
Slipstream paused. "I don't know, Donnie."
"Too late!" Shockwave yelled. With that, they began increasing their speed even more.
"They just jumped to five point six." Harry told the Flash, who was getting worried.
Before the Scarlet Speedster could say anything, a large flash of light blinded everyone there. When they regained their sight, Slipstream stopped running but Shockwave was gone.
Flash ran to his daughter's side. "Sweetie, what happened? Where's your brother?"
"I… I don't know, dad." Slipstream told her father. "He didn't leave. He just… vanished." she added, recalling what happened.
Meanwhile, Shockwave found himself on a chunk of ground floating in a void that sparked and crackled among other large pieces of land, old vehicles and other such debris. He didn't know it, but he was in the Speed Force.
"Hello?" he yelled, only replied with a distorted echo. "Dad? Dawn?" he called out with similar results.
He tried to run to other floating objects to see if he could find a way out. He sped around for about an hour before giving up, sitting on an old plane.
The boy began to get scared, he had no idea where he was or how to get out. Tears welled up in his eyes. "Where am I?" he asked to himself.
The Speed Force. A voice spoke in Don's mind. This is where all Speedsters gain their power and where they return to.
"...can you get me out?" shockwave asked reluctantly.
A figure appeared behind him, looking familiar to him but he didn't know how. The figure reached out to him with long bony hands. Before he knew it, he was back in S.T.A.R. Labs. seeing his father, he ran to the older speedster and hugged him, crying.
"Oh, thank god your alright!" Flash said as he embraced his son. "What happened? One second, you you were with your sister… now you appeared way over here. Did you time travel?"
"Time travel?" Shockwave asked. "How long was I gone?"
"Less than a minute!" Harry called out from across the room.
"But… I was running around for an hour, at least." Shockwave replied, confused.
Flash looked at his son with a similar confused look. "Donald Henry Wallace Allen." Flash spoke to his son quietly. "Did you happen to go to the Speed Force?" he asked, his son looking up in shock.
"Yeah. At least, that was what I was told."
"Told?" Flash asked. "Who was there with you?"
"I didn't see. He was… blurred out." Shockwave replied. "Dad, am I in trouble?"
Flash noticed the fear in his son's eyes. "No, you aren't. I was just… scared for you." he told his son as Slipstream entered the room. "Let's just go home. I think we had enough excitement for one day."
Shockwave nodded his head and the three speedsters ran off, leaving Harry alone. Little did they know, something was following them. Not chasing them, just… tagging along.
London…
In a theater, the performance of Mistress of Magic, Zatanna, and her son, Zachary, was at the climax.
"And for my last trick, I'll do an oldy but a goodie; a rabbit from my hat!" Zatanna called out, taking off her hat. She reached inside and to everyone's surprise, a large hand came out of the ceiling and plucked an audience member from his chair and took him back through the ceiling as Zatanna removed her hand from her hand. "Zach? What are you doing in there?" she asked her now miniscule son before he disappeared in a puff in smoke and reappeared behind her.
"Just blowing the audience away, mother." Zach said before the two took a bow and the audience cheered.
The curtains closed and the mother/son duo moved to her changing room. "You're getting better, Zach." Zatanna told her son.
"Thanks, mom." Zach replied, eating some sweets.
Zatanna could suddenly smell the scent of a burning cigarette.
"Lovely performance," a voice said. The Hellblazer, John Constantine, stepped out as he then pressed his cigarette onto a summoned ashtray.
"Jonathan." Zatanna greeted. She referred to Constantine in a very stern voice. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh, come on. Can't a man see his boy." Constantine replied, ruffling Zach's hair.
"You seem pretty selective of when you want to actually see our son." Zatanna muttered.
"Would you prefer me visiting while I got another a f #$ing demon on my ass," John asked.
"Language!" Zatanna scowled, as she covered Zach's ears, to which John crossed his eyes in annoyance.
"Don't see what the big deal is," John commented. "He'll be saying those words when he gets older."
"I want my son to be a gentleman," Zatanna provoked.
"Hey, he's my son too," John irritability stated.
"Maybe if yo-," Zatanna about to make a remark.
"Teiuq," the young boy said.
The spell forced compelled the two magi-humans to fall silent and keep them from escalating an argument. His parents never married, and he was fine with that, but Zachary obviously doesn't like the rough tensions they occasionally have.
"... can't you just be nice?" Zachary asked.
The Mistress of Magic and Hellblazer both frowned, and even when the silent spell wore off, they remained quiet for a moment. For their son, they had to get along.
"I'm sorry, Zachary," Zatanna said, as she looked to John. "So… no demon or mystic terror on your tail?"
"I swear on giving up smoking," John said, still annoyed by Zatanna's acquisitions.
"You don't want to come with us, mom?" Zach asked.
"Sorry, Zach… maybe another time," Zatanna gave a smile, still not comfortable to be with John. "I want him back home."
"Whatever you say," John muttered, as he placed a hand to Zach's shoulder. "Come on, Zachie."
Zach frowned, as he and his father left the theater.
"Why don't you and mom get along?" Zach asked his father.
"Your mom says I get into to much trouble. It's like she's forgetting her time with all the bloody capes," John said while commenting.
"But dad, some of my friends are superheroes," Zach said.
"Yeah… yeah they are. Just be sure of what trouble you be getting yourself into. Look both ways when crossing the street, boyo," John replied, scuffing Zach's head. "Come on, let's go and see what you're made of in the arts of magic besides aweing the muggles."
"Oh, dad! You should have seen what I did to this druid last week!" Zach happily brought up to impress his old man.
Unknown…
In an unidentified location, there were holographic screens of the seven young heroes and their recent activity. A green skinned Coluan male stood at a moderator stand controlling the screens and inspecting the activities the heroes were participating.
"As I have consulted with the other executives, these young ones have shown to be potential high value assets, my lord," the Coluan stated.
Sitting on a floating chair, a large and imposing humanoid with red eyes and yellow skinned face, observed the presentation given by the Coluan.
"Hmm. Yes. Yes there can certainly be profit brought from these seven," the master stated out loud.
Walking up to the master's side were Daxamite male in red armor and Titanian female in indigo robe.
"We have prepared the plans of acquiring them, my lord. We'll have them here before a planetary rotation," the Daxamite stated.
"But your say goes," the Titanian said.
"Proceed," the master replied.
The executives nodded and took off, while the master turned over to a wall. He pressed on a control on his chair, and the wall, revealing to be one massive screen with smaller screens showing different things; fights between gladiators of different alien species fighting to the death, auctions of slaves and other items, then political meetings between alien worlds, etc.
A/N: Before anybody asks; who frag are Gargareans? There are aliens on Saturn? Etc. This story series is a tad like the DC: Rebirth, we're nitpicking a few things from different media of DC Comics and different continuities. In some of these cases; the male equivalent of the Amazons, Gargareans, who appeared in Pre-Flashpoint. The Saturnians, the clone race of Martians, Etc.
XM: We pretty much take what we like from different continuities and smooshed them together while revamping ideas that didn't work as well as they should've. We invented/revamped characters by ourselves then pitched them to the other. Whoever can guess whose character was invented by who, you get a cookie!
SK: By your expense. With that said, this first chapter is being left on a cliffhanger. Somebody has their eyes on our future Justice League.
XM: "Dum, dum, DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMM!"
SK: If any of you got anymore questions, then feel free to comment and review.
XM: Feel free to send the loves, people.
