***OS***
C-3 smirked darkly as he swooped his ship towards the Watchtower for the 4th time, and unleashed a barrage of small laser blasts towards the windows of the structure. If he could take out the windows of this thing, chances were that it would cause a breach to their air supply! Knowing pitiful inner-belt planets, they HAD to have a certain amount of oxygen in their frail bodies to survive.
If this could make a big dent to the society of the heroes of Earth, then this would make his search for the weapon a piece of cake!
Diving once again, the alien smirked as the structure's weapons fired rapidly towards his ship. C-3 pulled a small lever at the controls of his ship, and the vehicle dodged and soared past the attacks with ease. The agent let out an insane laugh and looked down towards the structure that he was defying and smirked darkly.
"Oh come on...at least TRY to fight back" he chuckled more to himself than anyone else, as he unleashed another barrage of attacks towards the large structure before him.
Inside, the Justice League were doing everything within the ship's power to hold off the new invader. However, there was a problem...ok a LOT of problems, going against them.
The invader's ship was dodging fire faster than the Watchtower's guns could even fire.
The Watchtower was taking on drastic damage that would take WEEKS to repair…
CRASH!
And that was the THIRD window that the invader had broken!
The emergency shutters of the third window quickly sealed themselves shut, so the vacuum of space would not take all of the air in the Watchtower. After the third seal slammed shut, a high pitched alarm started to sound, grabbing Wonder Woman's attention.
"That last shot took out a fourth of the breathable air in the Watchtower!" The Amazonian woman reported, her eyes narrowing in concentration. "The air is being sucked out faster than the generator is able to replenish it...if we get hit two more times...Hera help us all…"
"Well...isn't that just dandy?" Green Lantern growled, quick to press a few buttons on the consul of the Watchtower, before turning and looking pointedly towards Superman. "I'm going out there!"
"Not alone, you're not." Superman barked back, narrowing his eyes and frowning deeply. "I don't know who this creep thinks he is, but he's not going to get by attacking for no good reason." He quickly looked downwards. "J'onn! See if you can make a psychic link to him and determine his moves, and try to adjust the defenses accordingly!"
"I shall try." J'onn replied seriously, narrowing his eyes at the shape of the ship. Superman had once suggested that it could be a worried friend of the Felidae Saturn...but he had never known ANY of the Saturn inhabitants to pilot such...dark ships. Saturn's king had stated to his Martian brothers that they stood by the light of the righteous…
This ship was anything but light.
"Wonder Woman, you and I are going to give G.L. cover, as well as try to cripple this guy's ship." Superman looked towards Hawkgirl and continued. "Hawkgirl, I need you to continue to try and contact this guy. If he's a friend of our guest, there's a good chance he's acting out of protection."
"Are you serious?" Hawkgirl growled, waving a hand in the air in frustration. "We've been TRYING to talk to this guy since his ship trespassed in our airspace! I'm not going to-"
"Hawkgirl!" Superman cut in firmly. "We don't need to start a war with an entire PLANET just because of a misunderstanding! Keep trying!"
Hawkgirl scowled, but nodded slightly, as Superman, Wonder Woman and G.L. headed outwards to get the ship at bay.
The Thanagarian scowled at her allies' departure, but grudgingly turned back towards the controls and narrowed her eyes towards the zipping ship in the sky. If it was up to her, she'd blast this thing into millions of little flaming pieces.
"Your Saturn friends are real charming." Hawkgirl growled sarcastically towards J'onn, continuing to type into the computer in an attempt to hail the incoming ship.
J'onn glanced towards Hawkgirl for a moment, before looking back towards the ship that had done practically a backflip in the space, and quickly rocketed back for the Watchtower.
J'onn frowned and narrowed his eyes in concentration, attempting to create a psychic link to the mind of the ship's driver. The glow of his eyes darkened as he finally connected to the mind...and the Martian let a sharp gasp escaped his lips.
***M eye***
In his mind's eye, J'onn could only see darkness surrounding him; engulfing him in a sense of dread and a feeling of pure danger on every side of him. The Martian let out a breath and looked around his surroundings, deafening silence practically grouping at every inch of his skin.
"...Well Well! A Martian!"
J'onn quickly looked to the side as an unfriendly voice cackled from the shadows.
"How pleasant! I come to Earth seeking my weapon, and I've found the last of the surviving Martians! It will be SO delightful to be the one to rid the hope of your pathetic kind." The voice cackled in an insane pitch of delight.
J'onn took a few steps back, slightly wishing he hadn't had entered the mind of this new...being. His mind was eerie... dark… full of hate. It was clear to him that words were NOT going to work with this creature. "Whoever you are, leave this place at once! The Earth is under the protection of the Justice League!"
"The Justice League? Ooohh, so scary! Well I'll tell you this much, Martian."
A tall pale grey alien appeared in the gate to the mind's eye of the alien that J'onn had breached. He was at least seven feet tall, with sharp points to his elbows, nails, and even had long thick spikes coming from his back, that appeared to form into some sort of wing. His blood red eyes narrowed at the mere sight of J'onn, however, nothing changed the insane grin coming from his face, followed by an evil cackle.
J'onn paused and took a few steps back, narrowing his eyes. "...You are no Saturn!"
"Saturn? Is THAT what you all thought I was?" the alien cackled loudly, raising an arm and flexing his claws in a threatening manner. "I am FAR from that goody two-shoes race! I am Cyclone, a Charonion!" His eyes narrowed and his smirk widened. "And your new worst nightmare, Martian!"
***RL***
"AARGGHH!"
J'onn clutched his head and stumbled backwards a few steps back, slamming his back against the railing of the ledge he had been on. The Martian panted and winced from the rush of being forced out of a psychic connection; he could feel the sting throughout his entire BODY!
"J'onn!" Hawkgirl gasped, quickly running from her post and putting her hands on the Martian's shoulder. "What happened? Are you alright!" Hawkgirl let the Martian breath for a moment, before she narrowed her eyes and growled. "Ok, that's it. Treaty or no treaty, these little alien friends of yours are going to get a GOOD taste of my mace as soon as they-"
"Be assured..." J'onn replied, looking upwards, a hand to his forehead, and a serious look on his face. "He is no ally of ours." The Martian paused and looked up suddenly, a look of pure horror on his face, before he grabbed Hawkgirl and tackled her to the ground. "LOOK OUT!"
CRASH!
***WT***
"I promise you...I have no idea who is attacking you, nya."
591 sat against a wall that Batman had set her against, tail tucked in against her already tied body, and her ears sideways in an unsaid expression of both curiosity and fear. So much had happened to her in such a small period of time, that she felt as though she was certain she was dreaming. When she woke up, she would be in a place she knew...when she woke up, she wouldn't be fighting with people she didn't know for no reason…
...When she woke up...she would know who she was…
...right?
Breathing out slowly, 591 looked up towards Flash and Batman once more and winced upon hearing more laser fire coming from outside. "I don't know what you want with me...but I don't want to hurt anyone…"
"Oh yeah?" Flash asked, putting his hands on his hips and scoffing lightly. "Then why did you attack my friend and I? Looked like you wanted to hurt us to me."
"You both have me here for no reason!" 591 narrowed her eyes, but looked somewhat desperate. "I don't know you, do I? Why am I here? Please...just let me GO, and I'll leave you alon-"
CRASH!
All three in the hall lurched as the entire Watchtower shook violently. 591 let off a small yelp at a sudden change in air pressure; however just as quickly as it had affected her, it stopped. Shaking her head slightly, she blinked a few times...before looking upwards and saw her captors...in some sort of distress.
Flash winced and held his chest, and he looked over towards Batman, suddenly looking stressed.
"uh...Bats?...who...turned off the air?"
Batman looked serious, but gritted his teeth, himself finding it harder to breath. The dark knight looked down the hall that they had come from, putting a hand to his communicator and coughing. "J'onn! What's-"
"Batman!" The voice of Superman came to the line, sounding panicked. "The intruder ejected his ship and crashed through another window! He's on board and his ship is preventing G.L. Diana and I from getting back on board!"
"Then activate the interior weapons and crash him out another window!" Flash reasoned.
"We can't do that" Superman responded, sounding urgent. "He's blasted out four windows already, causing the oxygen levels to go down bit by bit! The generators haven't been able to replenish the air from attack ONE! If one more window goes out-"
"We'll suffocate…" Batman finished, looking even more serious by the second.
"Not only that," Superman continued, "But J'onn and Hawkgirl aren't responding to any of my calls."
591's ears perked at the conversation, and a wave of dread hit her. This place was under attack...and if these people didn't take care of whoever was attacking them, chances were slim for everyone on this ship!
...so...why wasn't she in the same pain that they were?
For a moment the catlike creature was silent...before she noticed that her relaxed stated had made the bands that this…'Bats' person had put on her were slightly looser. 591 let a curious look come to her face...and she narrowed her eyes in sudden concentration. If she could get her claws out...rub it...slowly...sharply…
"So what do we do about fuzzy and furry here?" Flash asked as Batman started to head down the hall to aide J'onn and Hawkgirl. "Do we kick her out now?"
"I'm sure J'onn would frown heavily on that." Batman replied without emotion, glancing behind him. "Leave her there and we'll interrogate her later. Right now we have a bigger emergency."
"Right." Flash pursed his lips as he watched Batman run off, before he looked back down towards 591, who looked up towards him silently. Flash smirked...but then let off a small cough, the air in the ship thinning. Quick to shake off the feeling of discomfort, Flash reached down and gently flicked one of the cat-girl's ears.
"Now you be a good little kitten, stay right there, and MAYBE I'll drop you off where you can get a fishy!"
That much said, Flash sped off down the same hall that Batman had gone down, leaving 591 leaning against the wall. She noticed him wince as he ran...what was wrong? They said something about the air was bad…
...but...it was perfectly fine…
Shaking off her ponderings, 591 continued to concentrate on the wires keeping her prisoner.
Extend claws...retract claws...Extend...retract...Extend-
THWIP!
591 gasped and looked behind herself as the wires snapped from the fiddling of her sharp claws and fell loosely by her sides. Quick to stand, the cat-girl shook off the foreign weapon and checked herself for any wounds...before she looked around quickly for some sort of exit.
BAM!
Looking up quickly, 591 noticed that the structure she was in was...rocking…
...the ones she was just now with...would they be ok?
I shouldn't care! They tried to capture me!
But their lives could be in danger!
I don't know them!
All life is worth protecting!
591 gritted her teeth and looked in the direction that could very well hold a means of escape for her...and looked back towards the hall that both the heroes had disappeared down.
***WT***
"We have to get back in there!" Wonder Woman yelled, looking towards Superman with a stressed look on her face. "If that creep causes more damage to the tower, they'll suffocate!"
"One problem, Princess" Green Lantern growled from the far side of the Javelin. "Two, really. One, if we go busting in, their chances will be even LOWER...second-"
BANG! ZAP!
All three on board lurched as the ship of their unexpected new enemy fired rapid shots towards their ship.
Superman's eyes narrowed and he took a firm hold of the Javelin's weapon's controls, quick to aim them towards the diving ship and fire rapidly. However, as he fired, the enemy ship gracefully dove upwards, and proceeded to spin rapidly, until it slowed to a glide, directly in front of the watchtower. It was as if this blasted ship had a mind of its OWN!
Superman gritted his teeth as he realized that the enemy ship was putting itself in between the Javelin and the Watchtower. If he missed ANY shots, he'd hit the structure and endanger the lives of their allies!
Green Lantern nearly cursed as he saw the same thing that his ally was looking at. Looking towards Superman, he gritted his teeth so tight, he swore he would break his own teeth! "If we miss ANY shots...we'll doom everyone inside."
"So we just sit here and watch, like cowards?" Wonder Woman demanded, eyes narrowing in a hard determination. "We CAN'T just-"
"We're not going to!" G.L. narrowed his eyes and held up his ring. "I have an idea."
***WT***
The Watchtower trembled from the about of force being thrusted side to side of the walls within. Smoke was billowing, alarms were screaming...and Hawkgirl was raging like a hornet.
"YAAAAHHHH!"
The superhero swung her mace towards the new intruder angrily, only for the grey alien to effortlessly dodge the attack, reel back, and SLAM his foot into Hawkgirl's midsection. Hawkgirl lurched and stumbled down the ledges of the control room, coming to rest on the edge of the staircase that went even lower towards the controls. Letting off a moan, Hawkgirl put a hand to her head, the depleting oxygen in the air starting to have a real effect on her body.
The tall grey alien landed on the edge of a high catwalk and smirked cruelly. "That's Cyclone One; Hot Thanagarian girl, zippo" He taunted, flexing his own dragon-like wings slightly for emphasis. Cyclone chuckled darkly and placed his hands on his hips. "When I was told that the Earth was under the Creator's protection law, courtesy of the Scout of Destruction herself; I didn't think it would be so pathetic-OOOFF!"
Cyclone found himself spiraling towards the ground, due to a sudden kick of great force. Quick to spread his wings, the alien smirked wickedly, before turning and SLAMMING his fist across J'onn's jaw. The blow knocked the Martian back a ways, before he regained his bearings, frowning deeply in Cyclone's direction.
Cyclone continued to grin insanely in J'onn's direction, a laugh escaping his lips. "I've never fought a Martian before." He commented, waving a hand in the air lightly. He glanced towards his long pointed nails as if mocking J'onn's serious look. "Your goody two-shoes Saturn friends you were talking about always praised your kind's abilities." Cyclone looked back at the Martian, his fanged grin getting even darker. "They're either over praising you, or just sugar coating your pathetic existence. Oh I'm sorry, what USED to be your pathetic existence!"
J'onn scowled at the remark and glanced slightly to the side to see how Hawkgirl was fairing. Her condition was only worsening due to the shortage of oxygen in the air. The intruding alien on the other hand, didn't seem to be batting an eye to the change in the air. J'onn narrowed his ruby eyes slightly, feeling the tightness in his own chest from the need for air. This intruder called himself a 'Charonion. That meant most likely that this guy was an Outer-Rim dweller...which only made the situation worse.
"I give you a final warning." J'onn growled, standing tall with a harsh scowl on his green face. "Leave this place at once! You are not welcome here!"
"BWAHAHAHAHA!" Cyclone threw back his head as an insane torrent of cackles left his throat. "You have GOT to be KIDDING me!" Allowing himself to laugh for a few more seconds, Cyclone pointed an accusing finger in J'onn's direction and smirked wickedly.
"Whatta Ya gonna DO, Martian? Throw bloatworms at m- URCK!"
Whooosh! PUNCH! PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH!
Cyclone grunted at the force and speed of the new attack that came without warning. Narrowing his orange eyes, Cyclone concentrated for a moment...before suddenly extending his wings and grabbing at the air. He managed to snag the throat of the Flash and immediately started squeezing with a good amount of force.
Flash gagged and flung around wildly...but with his already disrupted intake of air being depleted even more, he found his abilities getting slower and slower.
The tall grey alien's dark smirk only got wider when he managed to deplete the hero's oxygen enough to render him into unconsciousness. "And the Earth is under the Creator's protection?" he scoffed, taking out his claws and looking ready to stab Flash through the stomach. "What a joke."
THWIP!
Cyclone flinched as something thin, sharp, and black wedged itself into his shoulder. Letting the limp red-clad hero drop to the floor, the alien frowned and looked towards his left...only to be SLAMMED across the room by a figure clad in black.
Batman landed on his feet, a small pant escaping his throat, and a ling of sweat forming around his cheeks. Quick to try and shake off the lack of oxygen he was getting, the dark knight looked in J'onn's direction and made a motion with his hand.
"J'onn! Check on Flash and Hawkgirl!"
J'onn almost moved to protest, unsure of whether Batman could handle the wicked alien known as 'Cyclone' on his own or not. However, the needs of his teammates outweighed the lingering thoughts of the Martian.
Batman reeled back, aiming a punch at Cyclone's face. It hit its mark...however, the alien only smirked and grabbed Batman's wrist tightly, his claws digging into the dark knight's flesh. Batman let out a grunt, and tried to attack with his free hand...which only got grabbed as well. Cyclone smirked and applied pressure on Batman's wrists, causing him to cry out, depleting more of his oxygen.
The alien scoffed and let out a toothy grin. "PAH! You call that an attack? THIS is an attack!"
Only that amount of warning given, Cyclone kneed Batman, took both his wrists into his grip, and quickly spun the hero around, intentionally slamming him into whatever he could find.
After a few rounds, Cyclone threw Batman into the air, flew up and SLAMMED his elbow into Batman's spine, forcing out what air he had in his lungs out. Cyclone then finished by slamming the hero into the wall and watching him fall to the ground.
"Batman!" J'onn cried out, quick to stand from where he had been aiding Hawkgirl. The Martian gritted his teeth, preparing himself to re-join the fight...when movement was seen out of the corner of the green alien's eye. Prepared for an attack, J'onn looked up...and his eyes widened.
"Guess I should finish you off then." Cyclone taunted, landing a few feet away from Batman, watching him attempt to get up. The alien laughed and took out a weapon from the side belt, aiming it towards the glaring hero before him. "Such a shame you Inner-Rim aliens can't survive without the immediate luxuries of the sun." Cyclone fiddled with the trigger of his weapon and snickered insanely.
"Ah well, just a warm up of my-"
Before he could finish his sentence, something black and white slid in front of his vision, and Cyclone felt a rush of SHARP claws digging at him, as his weapon was kicked out of his group and sent him stumbling back.
Letting off a growl of irritation, Cyclone clutched his bleeding arm and let off a snarl. "SLAGGIT! Just how MANY of you worthless pieces of Slag do I have to-" The alien cut himself short and let off a sharp wince at the sight of the new arrival in front of him.
Standing protectively in front of Batman, was an irritated looking Saturn, Battle posed and ready to strike.
591 glanced in Batman's direction to check him over...and to make sure he wouldn't tie her up again...before she looked back towards the meaner looking alien in front of her. She scowled for a moment...before she extended her claws and narrowed her cat-like eyes towards Cyclone. This guy wasn't playing fair...even though she had JUST escaped the ones known as 'Flash' and 'Bats'...seeing them getting trampled over...got under her fur.
"Enough…" she growled, her eyes narrowing further.
Cyclone winced and took a few steps back, looking horrified at the new arrival. The alien stuttered for a moment, before yelling out, "You're harboring a Saturn?! A FELIDAE Saturn!?"
591 blinked bizarrely at the statement, her seriousness quickly vanishing into confusion. Saturn? Wasn't that what these aliens that called her earlier?...591 tensed herself lightly and glanced from Cyclone, back towards Batman...then over towards the Martian and his wounded allies. Locking gazes with the Martian, 591 couldn't help but have a million questions run through her mind.
Saturn...What exactly IS a Saturn?
Why am I here?
Do I KNOW these guys?
Am I their enemy?
Am I their friend?
How did this happen?...
...I need to protect the injured…
Something serious went through 591's thoughts, and she looked back towards Cyclone, narrowing her eyes…
...Why do I get the feeling I shouldn't like this guy?
BOOM!
From the left, a flash of green light entered the Watchtower and in came Superman, Wonder Woman, and Green Lantern, looking ready to fight. However, their serious looks only turned bizarre when Cyclone quickly put up a hand and growled.
"FINE! You win! THIS time! But be assured! Lord Derecho WILL hear about this!" He snarled, pressing a button on his wrist gauntlet, quickly teleporting out of the Watchtower.
Almost like lightning, the invading ship flew in a circle around the tower, before it was quick to turn away from the Earth and shoot off hurriedly.
Green Lantern blinked, his mouth slightly agape at the happening...before he glanced down at the scene. J'onn was checking on Flash, and Hawkgirl looked like she was managing herself slowly.
"...What...Just happened?"
591 was still standing by Batman, a curious look on her face. She glanced at Batman for a moment to check on him...but then quickly took a few paces backwards when he glanced at her, and looked away.
***IF***
"We really must thank you for your help," Superman said gratefully towards the confused Saturn, who was paying more attention towards the injured Flash, Batman, and Hawkgirl. They were being taken care of by Green Lantern and J'onn very carefully...though in all reality she just KNEW that 'Bats' guy was staring at her intently. Fidgeting, 591 took a step back and looked back towards Superman and Wonder Woman hesitantly.
Superman noticed the movement, yet continued in an even friendlier voice. "J'onn tells me that your race are good friends with the Martians. We're sure glad you were around to help us during our crisis."
"Yeah...at least we finally turned the air back on…" Flash muttered from his recovery cot...before he suddenly shot straight up, pointing towards 591 accusingly. "HEY! How were YOU able to do all those fancy moves Superman talked about, when the oxygen was being sucked out?!" he all but demanded, making 591 back away even further, her tail starting to swish nervously.
"...but...the air was fine, nya…"
Sensing the uneasiness of their guest, J'onn quickly put a hand on Flash's shoulder, and gave him a stern look for a moment. "I can answer that question," he said calmly, glancing towards 591 briefly, and then motioning in her direction. "There are many races of aliens known as 'Outer-Rim' dwealers. These beings are the natives of planets that are past the first rim of the particular solar system that they reside in. Saturn falls into this category, being past the Asteroid barrier-rim."
"...You mean the Asteroid belt?" Flash raised an eyebrow. "There's actually something important about it?...ya learn something new every day…" Flash glanced towards the cat-girl when she leaned against a wall and fidgeted with the worn-out cloak that was around her furry shoulders. The hero almost felt sorry for her; she acted like a normal cat that was surrounded by strangers in a strange area…
...which...technically she WAS…
But none of that answered his original question.
"So she's an Outer-Rim dwealer...so what?"
"It means she is able to withstand the harsh vacuum of space for prolonged periods of time." Hawkgirl replied, glancing towards the red-clad hero, before focusing back on their nervous 'guest' in the room. It was strange...back in the Thanagarian army, upon crossing with a Saturn Felidae, they were usually more...confident. This girl acted like she didn't know that she had any sort of power within her at all.
Considering the tension between Thanagarians and Felidaes...A Saturn that was unaware of her own abilities was probably a good thing.
"The thick gases of Saturn's atmosphere traps more types of air qualities that travel through space; allowing its inhabitants to withstand the harshness of space." J'onn paused for a moment, noticing 591's fascinated look at the information coming out of his mouth. It was as if...she had completely forgotten she was an ally of his...
J'onn pursed his lips and pondered. The girl had been asking herself a torrent of questions both here in the medical bay, AND during the battle with that alien…
She had lost herself…Which made this Felidae vulnerable.
591 locked gazes with J'onn for a moment...and slowly looked back downwards, tucking her tail around herself.
...You have nothing to fear here, my ally...You are most welcome here…
591's ears suddenly perked up. Where had THAT thought come from?!
"Here"
Superman carefully approached 591, and handed her a red ribbon-like necklace with a silver tag that had the numbers '591' labeled on the front. "You were wearing this when you crashed in. We took it off to treat you medically…" Superman paused and continued as the cat-alien slowly took the trinket from his hands, examining it curiously. "I do recommend that you allow us to continue treating you, Miss…?"
"...s-...sure" 591 replied...before she pointed in Batman's direction, her ears going sideways on her head. "As long as the bat doesn't tie me up again…"
Superman glanced towards Batman, who made no reply at all, before looking back towards their guest. "Be assured, that won't happen again." The hero gently put his hand on the cat-girl's shoulder and got more level with her. "Do you have a name?"
"...I'm not sure…" The Saturn looked towards the number...and motioned to the trinket. "Is this my name?"
"A number is hardly a good name for a soul like yours." Wonder Woman stated, slowly walking over and smiling slightly. "You crashed here, yes; but you also saved the lives of our teammates when you had no obligation to help." She smiled again. "Not to mention, you don't remember a thing, and yet you still know right from wrong."
591 blinked and looked back down towards the trinket in her paw, before looking back towards Wonder Woman. "I-...didn't do anything really...I just didn't want that jerk tearing you guys up like that…"
"Which means you've got a good heart." Wonder Woman thought for a moment, before smiling and putting her hand on the Saturn's shoulder. "Until you can remember who you are, how about we call you 'Camille' for now? It means 'perfect heart'."
"...That's really pretty...It should be your name" The Saturn replied, tilting her head.
"I've already got a name. My name is Diana." Wonder Woman said with a warm smile on her face.
"That's pretty too, nya"
"I'd love to keep talking about cute names, but we have a problem." Green Lantern looked over towards the others. "Considering the kid doesn't even know who she is; how are we going to get her back to her planet?"
"How about we 'Phone home'?" Flash suggested, sitting back up and hanging his legs over the cot that he had been forced to sit in for the past HOUR.
Green Lantern frowned at Flash disapprovingly, fists on his hips. "Don't be ridiculous; we don't have the capabilities to penetrate a dense atmosphere like Saturn. To even try to GET a signal through those gases would require gamma-ray X transmitters."
"And you would know this...how?" Flash mocked.
Green Lantern raised an eyebrow towards Flash, and slowly motioned towards the green ring on his finger.
"Riiiiiiggghhtt….the training you had on Oa." Flash pursed his lips and then put up a hand. "Ok so how about we drop 'Camille' off ourselves?"
"That will not be possible." J'onn replied seriously, looking over at the younger hero somberly. "The Saturns will not recognize our ship as one of their trusted allies. As soon as they detect the unfamiliar signal coming close to their rings, the Omion army will attack with full force." J'onn looked towards Superman seriously and continued. "The best we can do for her is give her medical aide and offer her sanctuary until she regains herself."
"Not a problem with me." Superman replied, looking back towards Wonder Woman, who seemed to be having a small conversation with 'Camille'. The Saturn seemed less stressed at the conversation. Almost as if she was talking to a friend.
"Camille, as thanks for your assistance, and viewing your predicament; would you like to seek sanctuary with us until we can find a way to get you back to Saturn?" The man of steel asked, holding out a hand towards the Saturn.
Camille blinked towards Superman for a moment, glanced towards Wonder Woman, and then looked back towards Superman, placing her paw in his hand...and stared in wonder.
"...Your hand is HUGE!" she commented absently.
"HA! I LIKE this girl!" Flash laughed, putting a hand to his head as he continued to laugh.
Batman glanced at the transaction for a moment, pursing his lips and narrowing his eyes slightly...before he shook off his medical wires and silently left the room.
***Disclaimer***
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