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Hello people of the Internet! This is me, MegaRdaniels bringing you a new chapter for March on a Black Gate: The Dawn of the Lords. I hope you enjoy this fic as much as I liked writing it.

One Must Trend Carefully

At home, Kara opened the door only to see an angry Huntress, and a distressed Question, wondering where the young Kryptonian was. Huntress demanded Kara where she was.

"I was at the smoothie restaurant getting food, you and Question were asleep..."

"Asleep or not, do not go outside without our consent! We do not know much about this world, its intentions, or..."

"Or its secrets," Question finished off.

Kara had her head down. "I'm sorry, it's just that..."

"Next time be careful," said Huntress.

"But I have this one question though," began the Question, "where did you get your hands on those fries?"

"I bought them, well a boy bought them," she said, "I hardly had enough money, so the boy was kind enough to buy extra bags for us."

Huntress pinched the bridge of her nose. "For once, I'll let it slide. But we need to be careful. We don't know what's out there," she said.

Kara nodded understandingly.

Question and Huntress got their bags of fries and drinks and enjoyed their breakfast. Huntress complained at first by why her fries were covered in chilli, but eventually didn't care. Question wondered why his smoothie tasted a little funny, but eventually didn't care, Kara did the same.

At the Tennysons

In Ben's house, he was in his bed watching his daily cartoons of Sumo Slammers. Kevin waltzed in his bedroom wanting to ask Ben what he saw. At first it sounded insane, until something sparked in Ben's mind.

"Oh the girl," said Ben, "Yeah I know who you were talking about. The girl who had on blue shorts, and a white shirt."

"This was the girl who was wearing skimpy clothing in pure daylight, heading to a public place. With something like that is usually done at night, or near dusk or something," said Kevin.

Ben glared at his friend.

"What?" he asked.

"The girl needed food," he said.

"So what she did, she..."

"No," said Ben, blushing, "No, she had her head down. She was pretty upset. So I headed to the register and bought three more bags of fries and drinks.

"Why?" Kevin asked, with his left eyebrow raised.

"Because, she looked badly injured," said Ben. Kevin was semi-skeptical, but understood what Ben was saying. Maybe the girl was unfortunate, but knowing Kevin, he kept his guard high.

Kevin left Ben's room, still a little suspicious leaving his friend to enjoy his cartoons.

At the Factory

Question and Huntress had already found three beds in one area of the abandoned factory, which was strange, an office space, and some dusted books. Question was downstairs and saw newspapers old and new hanging by the outside window. He picked it up and became intrigued when he saw the headline.

"Interesting," said the Question.

"Question?" called Huntress. Question hid the newspaper inside his blue overcoat and went to huntress to see what she wants.

Meanwhile, Kara was in what looks like a bedroom, she looked outside and felt quite lonesome. She was still traumatized by what happened back in her own universe, though. She couldn't help but gleam at the ever peaceful sight. It was quiet and sound, more like Smallville in a way. She still missed the action what she and Clark had; saving the world countless times against the forces of evil. Nothing would ever replaced how much fun it was. Now, it was just pure violence, oppression, death, and then final destruction. She could never forget her time with the League. Fighting for justice, and freedom. Protecting the innocent, for the average person.

"Kara!" Huntress called. Kara, with her returned strength, ran down the steps to see what she need. Huntress needed her help to lift a heavy debris out-of-the-way to clean the factory to make it their new home. She told her that the Question was out looking for a job so that way they can get a source of income. Kara understood as she used her regained strength to lift the debris to the corner to their far right.

After several hours, Question returned with enough money to buy them food. It wasn't much, but even though they were living in an abandoned factory, there was no kitchen. So they had to use what they have in order Huntress or Question to cook the food. Kara suggested the debris she put in the corner. Question had a better idea.

Outside, Huntress and Question brought some of the debris in. Kara was contentious by why they didn't let her to do it, but then her answer was soon found when she realized that her secret identity was more important than her ego.

After dinner, every one - minus the Question - was in the bedroom. Kara was staring out in the starry skies.

In the office space, The Question unsheathed the old newspaper from his coat and read the headlines.

"Orange Beast Walks Among Men," he scratched his chin.

Author's Notes: I hope you all liked this chapter. I hope that i could bring you all a new chapter soon. Anyway, this is where I hang up the towel. Until we meet again, I bid you all an adieu and...

Peace!