A/N: That's right. I dared. I dared add another chapter to this once oneshot. Now it's a three-shot. Heh. ….I probably ruined it. Sorry.
"What happened? What did they want?" came the immediate greeting from the Cybernetic Man, his crossed arms gleaming from the reflection of the setting sun. The docking doors slowly closed, housing the enormous contraption they called a jet. Both Titans turned, Raven's hood still up.
"I'll explain in a minute's notice. Gather the others." After a fleeting look sent to the remaining silent teammate, Cyborg nodded, and headed to the doors leading to the elevators, rising his arm to communicate with the others.
"How are you feeling?" Robin seemed to ask her for the millionth time since they had left the floating station of the Justice League. She raised her head, eyes flashing in the dark depths of her cloak.
"In the same state I was five minutes ago." He smirked.
"Good."
"Are we going to inform them all of my …our condition?"
"Yes."
"In order for them all to have the same story in case any sneaking Justice League member decides to snoop around?" A dark cloud gave way across the Titans' Leader's face. But it was gone as quick as it came.
"Damn them if they find anything to the contrary. We heeded to their call for us, out of courtesy. But they sure as hell don't run our lives." His masked face flashed her a confident side smirk that hid his anger through the façade he wore.
"Are they back?" asked the towering Tameranean, who turned from monitoring the gigantic CCTV they housed in the Titans' Conference Room. Victor Stone looked up from his Comm. Link on his arm, a grave expression on his face.
"They just got on the rooftop. They're heading down right now. And he's told us to pull up communications with the other stationed Titans, for those who can't come." With a small nod, Koriand'r turned back to the monitors.
"Calling all Titans. Emergency conference in Mother Tower, West Tower. T-minus five minutes for the commence of this meeting. I repeat, Emergency Conference. Maintain all concealed Comm. Link signals open." She then turned, transforming the rest of the large CCTV monitors that served as their glass wall facing Jump City, back to open screens to allow the other Towers to view them. "All other members contacted."
"Good. Robin and Raven are on their way."
"Do you know the meaning of the conference they asked of them?"
"Not a clue," Cyborg replied, taking her side along the monitors. Green lights signaled their messages had been received and more so, by the minute. Promptly, the green Changeling entered the conference room.
"What's going on?"
"Emergency Conference. In a few minutes."
"Are Robin and Raven back yet?"
"Just arrived. They'll be joining us shortly."
"I just hope it has nothing to do with the baby." Both the Cybernetic Man and the Tameranean Princess stopped at Garfield's words.
"…What baby?" Garfield looked up, his animal-like irises widening.
"The baby Raven is carrying. You know, the -"
"I was not aware that Raven was with child!" cried Starfire, in surprise.
"You're not the only one," Cyborg replied after a while. He blinked. "What's going on, here?" The doors behind the Changeling opened, and few other members of Titans arrived.
"What's going on?" Wonder Girl asked, her dark hair framing her shoulders.
"Welcome all. Take your seats. Robin will be here shortly." The teen dubbed Beast Boy stepped back and pressed a key code on the far wall, which allowed the center piece of the floor to pull down, and back to allow a long oval like table to rise, accompanied by chairs. The steel surface shined sharply, contrasting with the carpeted floors of the conference room. In the middle of the table, the branded Titans logo gleamed suddenly, as if to alert it the table was ready to assist them where they needed. The Titans followed suit, seating in their assigned seating arrangements. The three giant monitors blinked out of stand by mode, and the connections revealed a view of the other Towers' conference areas. Tower East in the middle monitor. North and South, on either side.
The doors to the conference room opened and Titans West's Leader stepped in, along with his second-in-command.
"Sorry for the short notice everyone. But I have an announcement to make," Robin greeted, his voice emotionless and controlled. Raven walked to the Table and sat to Starfire's side, taking a seat. Eyes followed her in the action.
"What is it, Robin?" Asked the Atlantian Prince, his iris less black eyes, staring at Robin's still standing figure, from across the middle screen.
"Earlier in the evening, Member Raven and myself were called to a conference with Watch Tower and were held audience of the Justice League." Across the monitors, a few murmurs came through.
"What did they want, Robin?" Asked Cyborg, prompting the attention of his leader to himself. A brief glance between them transpired before Robin cleared his throat.
"As you are all aware, as described in the reports filed a few years ago, the biological sire of Raven, Trigon the Terrible from a different dimension, came to Earth at the demise of our teammate." Immediately, searching dazzling iris-less neon green eyes glanced sideways at the Empath. "But of course, thanks to Raven, she was able to send Trigon to a perpetual imprisonment." Robin paused, and folded his hands behind his back, taking a strict position in front of his seat at the head of the Table. "Fearing his return when The League became aware of such a prophecy, of which they were warned many years before hand, they called myself and Raven to their presence immediately." The Leader of the Titans gave a glance towards Raven, whose chin raised slightly. "They dubbed her a threat of the existence of humankind-"
"What?" called out Koriand'r, turning her attention to Robin. "But he's been forever banned, has he not?" A few more outcries carried out, from the monitors and among the present members.
"Settle down, guys. …Raven informed me a few months ago of a long forgotten prophecy that was murmured in the case that Trigon was defeated - which they thought impossible."
"What prophecy?" asked Garfield, a look of hidden anxiety reflected on his eyes. Cyborg remained silent, studying Raven's normally placid face. Her cowl hid the upper half of her face but her chin remained in display. He caught sight of her tense lips. Eyes across the screens studied the Titans West intensely.
"This prophecy foretold that in order to prevent the return of Trigon the Terrible, under any circumstances that he breaks free… Raven must be with child."
Immediately, a collection of sharp intakes of breathes interrupted the tense air around them. Two pairs of eyes gave a fleeting glance towards the changeling.
"….how does that prevent Trigon's arrival?" asked the Leader of Tower East, the iridescent yellow-and-black ensemble glistening under the lights.
"Raven," Robin prompted his teammate, making eye contact with, but did not take his seat. The Empath raised her chin firmly and rose.
"Trigon, in order to reappear and wreak havoc again, must be born. As soon as it came to their attention that I could be a possible hazard to humanity, I was placed under scrutiny. The Justice League warned me that I could not remain here if I was such a hazard. …Especially procreate, and possibly intensify my threat level with others like myself."
"That's preposterous," exclaimed a pink hair-ed witch Titan.
"And they have no right!" joined Beast Boy, followed by a tight nod from Starfire.
"No they don't," Robin called the attention back to himself. "It's not the first instance where the Leading Heroes of the World have called us into council, attempting to harbor any sort of existence beyond our vows to become the next generation of Earth's Protectors." Underneath the table, the pink-hair-ed witch grasped hands with the Second fastest being in the world. "We understand that our first duty is protecting the citizens of Earth. But that doesn't mean that we are not without right to live like them, to live among them."
"So what are we going to do about Raven's situation?" Victor asked, speaking up. His leader's masked gaze connected with his own. Cyborg gave a discreet intake of breath when his sensors detected Robin's accelerated heart rate, the temperament hidden under the emotionless mask.
"Luckily…dire consequences were avoided."
"Meaning what?" asked the doppelganger from a different dimension of the Amazonian Princess. A small sardonic laugh escaped Robin's lips.
"Raven was allowed to remain on earth." He paused and looked at his second-in-command. "Under the unauthorized telepathic examination from the Martian Manhunter, He concluded the second prophecy was not of our making and that it indeed was true. He detected no sign of Trigon in Raven's mentalist universe because-"
"The second prophecy has come true."
"You mean?"
"Yes, I am with child." A wide smile appeared on Koriand'r 's face, and mixed reactions appeared all around them. Outside of Tower West, the nighttime came to cover Jump City in shadows.
"To summarize this communication, I bid you to keep a vigil eye on the grape-vines if any discussions about the decision of Raven's residence to the contrary appear." Nods moved on and off screen. "The decision was given apprehensively. And a decision given like that has a tendency to change. So…keep an eye out for us, alright?"
"Tower East is on alert."
"As well as Tower North -"
"And South."
"Thank you all. I'm aware I'm putting you guys in a compromising position-"
"Nonsense. It's Titans first, then the League," comforted Cyborg, a grin spreading his human face into a defiant stance. Nods and murmurs of approval joined his as well. Raven's lips parted and a breath escaped her.
"Good. This adjourns the meeting. Thank you all for sparing some time."
"Tower North, out."
"Tower East, out."
"Tower South, out." The screen became blank, then bled into clarity to reveal a view of Jump City at night. The Tameranean Princess rose, and immediately applied a large hug onto the Empath.
"Congratulations, shaylkagniz!"
"Thank you?"
"It is the given title of a mother to be in my planet," Koriand'r translated, "You must be very joyous to be an awaiting mother." The Former sidekick of the Dark Knight side glanced at Raven, who allowed a light blush to appear on her cheeks.
"I am…"
"Hey Robin!" Cyborg called to his Leader, a bit aside the congratulating crowd on the right side of the Table. "Got a sec?" Not responding, Robin walked to the Cybernetic Man.
"Yes?"
"You said…you said J'onn invaded Raven's mind…forcefully." The dark shadow crossed Robin's face briefly before he ejected a breath, and crossed his arms.
"Yes, he did. But fortunately, neither came out unscathed."
"Lucky J'onn."
"I know. I warned them not to do it again. Not just because of Raven. But those who attack her telepathically, could get permanently hurt." Cyborg nodded and glanced back at Raven, who looked uncomfortable among her teammates.
"Wow. I never would have imagined Raven pregnant."
"Me either." Cyborg placed his hands onto his hips.
"This is so damn annoying." Robin glanced back at him.
"What is?"
"This, the Justice League hover over our shoulders thing." His leader shook his head, agreeing.
"All we have to do is not let them control us."
"I know they're tying their best and all but they won't win the confidence and team effort they want if they keep …governing recruits."
"You don't have to tell me. Luckily, their efforts aren't working."
"Luckily." Koriand'r extended another hug. This time, the Empath raised her arm and returned it with a loose hug. After allowing the Titans a moment's view-over of the current state of Jump, the middle screen/window bled back to its monitor form and a blue print of the city's topography appeared. With a warning, Garfield pressed the code to the wall again and the Table began to disappear.
"You don't think you handled yourself erroneously, Superman?" Diana asked, crossing her arms under her bust. Clark Kent faced the windows, a magnificent view of Earth before him, his arms crossed behind his broad back.
"No."
"But to forbid a another member to procreate-"
"She. Isn't. A member."
"And why isn't she, according to you?" Bruce Wayne asked, standing in the unlit section of the lounge of the fifth level of the Floating Station. The last son of Krypton raised his head. He didn't answer for a moment.
"…My encounter with demons have always ended badly. Both for me and them. And she, is a demon. This doesn't look too bright, for the future."
"That doesn't necessarily mean Raven is the same."
"Don't be a hypocrite, Diana," Superman whirled around, glaring. He raised a meaty hand, pointing at her. "Not too long ago you agreed with my logic that she shouldn't reside on Earth." The Amazonian Princess took the jab on the chin and raised it boldly.
"I won't deny that years ago, I took the same standpoint you took, that demons should not run amongst humans. I supported your theory…with events of my own."
"So-"
"But unlike you, Clark, I have learned and changed perspectives. I have too experienced that honor and courage of good intentions that sometimes lie under the veil of darkness." At this, the Man of Steel send a fiery glare towards the Dark Knight. "In this instance, it was not the fault of this young child to be brought to existence through her dark father and ill intentioned mother. So why should she be judged, when she has shown nothing but the efforts of her pledge to maintain Earth safe?"
"Safe?! Keep it safe?! Diana, she brought the world to its knees!"
"The world is fine now. No one but the members of the Titans know what happened."
"Now that she has returned it to it's normal state. What's to say she won't loose control?"
"Oh I've had it!" Wonder Woman rose, glaring icy blue eyes into Superman's own. "Just because you physically represent the leadership of this force against villainous attempts against civilians, does not enable you to be the actual leader of the Justice League, Superman."
"I-"
"No, I've had it. There is no liable reason to maintain surveillance on the Titans. We trust them." Diana placed her hands on her waist. "Don't we, Clark?"
"…Fine. You win, Diana. I'll back off. But when that child is born and wreaks havoc like its mother, do not come running to me." Turning sharply from the other two Heroes, Superman walked out of the lounge.
"Sometimes…that man…"
"He's been corrupted. Slowly. But he has." The Amazonian Warrior turned to the Dark Knight of Gotham City.
"What do you mean?"
"He's friends with the United States government. He's become their one-man army."
"He has not," she weakly defended.
"No? Then explain to me his behavior just now," he glared, his cowl's white eyes squinting.
"He's headstrong. His race always was like that."
"Sure. And the need to have him in U.N. conferences when there's suspicion of the League? They trust him, Diana. And he's slowly being guilt ridden that to pay back for that trust, to have his vow to control the rest of the League, if push comes to shove." Wonder Woman looked away.
"I don't know… I just think this whole situation could have been avoided."
"As do I."
"But," she shook her head, "All in all, at least Raven and Robin have been given a chance to relish the experience of bringing a new life to this world." Her eyes gave him a side glance.
"They required no permission from Clark to do so in the first place."
"I know…" her arms wrapped around her self.
"If you'll excuse me." Dark cape encasing his broad shoulders, the Dark Knight made way to walk out of the lounge. A bare hand stopped his shoulder.
"Bruce…"
"Yes, Diana?"
"…Nothing. Congratulate Robin the next time you see him. And Raven as well."
Wordlessly, Batman stepped out of the lounge, leaving Wonder Woman staring at the door with a pining look she herself could not identify.
"And do you know the sex of the baby?" asked Garfield, rising a carbonated water from the bottom shelves of the fridge. Raven and the others hovered near the island in the middle of the kitchen level of the Tower.
"Yes. And it's a boy."
"Oh, an enchanting occasion," Koriand'r celebrated, hugging Raven for the millionth time. "Of course, we shall also take care of babe as if he were our own, shaylkagniz!"
"You may change the diapers, then," the Empath loosely joked. At which the changeling cringe, a mental image of a used diaper entering his head.
"Well, maybe not help you with that particular task," he added. Laughs rang out as Victor and Donna emerged from the kitchens, plates full of food in their hands.
"Here we go. Dinner, for everyone," Donna announced, setting a plate of food in the middle of the island. Cyborg followed suit, asking Kid Flash to go back into the kitchen to return for plates. Unconsciously dubbed the cook of the Tower, Victor smiled broadly as his teammates began to dive into his food.
Speaking of eating food, Raven is going to require to actually eat from now on. He silently vowed to make the healthiest and most enjoyable foods he could come up with. He considered the physically smaller Titan his younger sibling, the one he usually confided in when doubts aroused in him. And she tried her best to set him straight. Speaking of the suddenly pregnant member of the team, Victor looked up and spotted her talking aside with Robin, who was talking in hushed tones to her, and raising a hand to pull down her cowl. The Cybernetic Man raised his one eyebrow. Those two sure looked cozy…
"Planning on eating from now on?" Robin joked. Raven's eyes flashed but she nonetheless gave a curt nod.
"I'll try my best."
"Good. I'm counting on you to feed that kid," a loose hand rose and touched faintly at her abdomen, "He has to be as strong as his dad, you know." A sudden rush of pink appeared on Raven's cheeks. Her leader chuckled, placing his hand on her cheek. "I was serious about before Raven. Even if they change their damn mind, we won't let them near the baby. Ok? Now, you have the back of the Titans to side with you. Us."
"You do know they can over power us, don't you?" She crossed her arms and raised an eye brow, prompting him.
"Schematics. You just have to know their breakpoint. They're not totally invincible."
"Well, they do have brute force."
"As do we," he smiled darkly. A sort of spark seemed to ignite in between their stares, and Robin felt his face want to inch towards Raven's.
"Raven, you going to eat, or what?" Called the pink-haired witch, her plate holding a sort of sandwich. Raven stared up into his eyes.
"Duty calls." Her leader led a husky chuckle escape him and released her. Robin followed her with his gaze to the island.
A flying projectile in the sky caught his eye.
"I'll be right back, guys," The Boy Wonder called over his shoulder, heading for the halls. A chorus of replies followed him out, Garfield's especially loud.
"Relying messages now?" Robin greeted, arms crossed. A dark shadow jumped swiftly from the pitch black jet on the same dock the Titans' own aircraft resided, and landed a few feet from the Titan Leader. The large cape encased his shoulders and spread over his feet, seeming to bring darkness with it.
"Enough small talk, Dick. This is much more serious than you give it credit for." Robin's tense smile slowly left his face. His eyes squared solely on the Dark Knight.
"Alright. What am I not calculating here?"
"Aside the responsibility taking care of a child, the responsibility of maintaining a dutiful obligation of Jump City-"
"-Uh huh-"
"-Superman's stupidity-"
"-That one was a given, really-"
"-And the now emotional bonds you share with a teammate." Robin glared.
"There's nothing wrong with caring for someone, Bruce."
"She'll be a liability and you'll loose focus."
"Then what was all that talk about 'backing us up' on our decision? Was that it? All talk?"
"I don't speak what I don't mean. You know that."
"Then?!"
"It's a pity this child is brought to Earth by parents who are else wise compromised, but that isn't your son's fault. So he shouldn't be punished." A sense of déjà vu reared on the Dark Knight but his mind pushed it aside. "You shall need to provide for it, house it, and raised it." The Titan leader bit back a sardonic remark about who was precisely giving him a life lesson on how to raise children. His former mentor, who raised him into what he was today. Sometimes the man needed to really hear what he meant to say.
"Him. Not it." Batman glared. "You just handle Superman or we'll handle him. The Titans know. All of them."
"A smart move. Keep your team alert. Clark's been unstable. Most likely due to the need to be near the White House with Luthor being president now."
"Right. Either way, Superman needs to control himself. Lex Luthor or not, he can't let a villain get under his skin like that." They shared a brief look between each other at the statement, acknowledging the hypocritical angle they had taken. "At any rate, there's no need to worry. Raven and I are aware of how to handle ourselves." The former sidekick of the Dark Knight suddenly glared, "We don't need anyone's help."
"You won't receive help from me."
"Good. Glad to hear it."
"You're still young, Dick. You still have a lot to learn from the unbalanced forces that are in the League. There's corruption waiting to happen in that Station. And you don't need for that corruption to erupt for you to see that things may be bigger than they seem at first."
"I know. That's why you mistrust them all, don't you?"
"You can't trust anyone."
"That's why an emotional attachment is such an inconvenience to you, isn't?" To all appearances, The Dark Knight merely stepped back and made his way to his transportation, ignoring that statement.
"Just remember, Dick. Superman has a lot of influence and connections. One thing he considers stepping out of the line and he can rain fire, on all of us standing in his way."
"He doesn't scare me," Robin growled. Batman suddenly tossed a small package back over his shoulder, Dick carelessly catching it.
"From Alfred. He insisted." The cockpit enclosed Gotham's Guardian safely and automatically started the engine. Soon, the jet was airborne and zoomed out of the landing dock. A bat emblem shortly stamped the sky, and just as swiftly as it appeared, disappeared into the darkness and headed for Gotham.
Robin looked down at the package and began to unwrap it. Bruce Wayne's surrogate father and confidant, Alfred Pennyworth's neat handwriting reprimanded Richard for his actions though the scolding was short lived as the note soon turned into a familiar one, for the old butler was good natured at heart. At the end of the note, he congratulated Richard anyway, and sent his blessings. The last remaining Flying Grayson peered into the package and saw a small notice of a prepaid baby carriage and few necessities for starting parents. Robin couldn't wipe off the smile that appeared on his face as he made his way back downstairs.
All paid with Bruce Wayne's credit card.
Four pairs of eyes followed Superman's figure through the Station's cafeteria as he went to retrieve his lunch.
"That meeting could have gone a lot better," Green Lantern mumbled, biting into a sub he had picked up. Familiar and not so much familiar League members conversed around them, consuming what they preferred and tolerated.
"It was stupid, that's what it was," Flash snapped with a mouthful, crumbs and pieces of ham flying down onto his uniform. Hawkwoman sent him an eye-roll for being so messy but joined the conversation anyway.
"How was it necessarily stupid?" Wally speedily finished his sandwich in record time and wiped his mouth.
"Well, come on. He's angry because one of the Teens is having a baby with another AND that she's a demon from another dimension?"
"Half-demon," the Martian Manhunter corrected, his eyes flashing red for a second when remembering the Empath.
"Potato, Tomato, whatever. The point is that he held it for a stupid reason. He saw that the prophesy was over and done with and he still yelled at them?"
"She did put the world at risk, remember?" John Stewart defended the Man of Steel, "I mean, what if she couldn't put it back together?"
"But she did," Hawkwoman argued, swiping his soft drink from him.
"Would you have a hazard in your own home even though you knew that it behaved nicely? Or, let's say a wild animal in your home. He behaves nicely, but then the wild instinct calls for a kill and WHAM! It pounces on you like it's starved."
"That's different."
"How?"
"It would be better if you talked in the Delta-Zero room about me, I might not be able to hear you down there," Clark Kent walked by and took a silent seat besides them. Wally looked away as John had the decency to appear a bit flabbergasted.
"We're discussing about what happened in the conference. Not necessarily about you, Superman." The Kryptonian merely raised a brow and bit into his food.
"Call it what you wish. The decision was made. End of story." J'onn sent Superman a look but the Kryptonian didn't look up.
"Why are you pissed at Raven, anyway?"
"Wally."
"What? I have a right to know, right? I mean, I know I wasn't here when she first asked for help but-"
"It's not necessarily towards her," Clark Kent solemnly looked up, his food forgotten, "It's the species themselves. Demons are traitorous. They know how to manipulate. And if they want something, they don't stop till they get it."
"…I take it you had your run in with some demons, huh?" Shayera bore the glare into Flash's cranium as much as she could but she could not get the younger hero to stop.
"Yes. And I was trying to avert as much association with her as possible but…it proved pointless." The fork at Superman's fist knew not what was coming when the fist enclosed it and broke it in half, out of anger.
"But you know she's not totally evil, right? I mean, the whole Prophecy wasn't her fault," the red-headed hero turned to J'onn, "Right? I mean, you saw her mind or whatever. It wasn't her doing."
"…No."
"Then, she's not at fault."
"Thank you, Wallace," Superman towered over them all as he stood and went to dispose of his uneaten lunch.
"You are going to get monitoring duty for a few months," the Martian Manhunter informed The Fastest Man on Earth, reading the Kryptonian's mind.
"Aw man!"
"Told you not to mess with him."
"Everything okay?" called a voice to him from the darkness. Robin looked up. From the unlit hallway, the darkness itself shifted and the Titan's Empath emerged, holding a small place with a slice of cake.
"That for me?" he deflected, heading for her instead of the crowded kitchen.
"It depends. How'd it go?" He released a small sigh and closed in on her, placing himself before her and the wall. Raven merely raised an eyebrow.
"How else could a confrontation with Batman go? He's right, according to himself."
"Hmmm. Does he still 'back us up'?"
"He does, under his conditions. But we don't need him," he shrugged, placing a hand on the wall beside her face. Her eyes flashed, challenging him. Situations like this would be the end of him. An indistinct voice reprimanded him, echoing eerily like the reproach Batman had told him not moments ago. But he brushed it off.
"You didn't mention who was the other collaborator of my search to prevent Trigon from returning." He smirked, dangerously, and he neared her face.
"Didn't I?"
"No, you didn't. Who knows. I should warn the others, in case the father's dangerous as well." He chuckled, slipping a strand of hair behind her ear.
"You think you're really funny, don't you?"
"I can't do humor, you know that."
"I beg to differ." He inched closer.
"I told you!" a yell suddenly resonated through the hall. Both Titans turned, the small slice of cake falling to the floor.
"Nice one. Ever heard of the word, 'discreet'?"
"You have ruined the espionage."
"You guys can come out now," their leader - discreetly - snapped them. Koriand'r stepped out, smiling. Victor followed as well.
"Is it true?" he asked, his gaze peering at Raven sternly.
"Yes. What you suspect, is correct. Robin is the father."
"I knew it!" Garfield called out, followed by a shocked Donna.
"I can't-"
"That would explain why you volunteered to go with her to the conference," Cyborg deduced, scratching his chin.
"I went as a leader, representative, …and father of the kid."
"Oh, a small version of Dick and Raven! This shall be a handsome kchofmic, if not the most handsome!"
"Thank you, Starfire…I think."
"So, any of you oppose now that you know I'm the father and I'm a little biased in the whole matter?" Robin challenged, raising and squaring his broad shoulders. His cape encased his body, unconsciously blocking Raven from them.
"No. That doesn't matter."
"Nor it should," Donna added. "We're defending this kid with out teeth and claws."
Superman sighed and the movement censored double doors opened and allowed him inside the monitor room. Hunger long forgotten, he stood before the millions of screen that made up half of the room's width.
"Bring up Image 683-4BBD." The computer complied and a live recording of the Titans Tower emerged. Automatic lighting lined up the Tower's top landing area, and a few windows here and there in the building itself were lit. A deep scowl marred the normally unprejudiced Kryptonian's face.
"I can never trust a demon."
A/N: ...I was angry with superman...sorry.