BTW, in real life (comic book real life) Hawk and Dove's mother is dead but their dad is alive. I am paying no attention to this. Just so you know.

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Chapter 4

By the time rescue had come, Dove was almost gone. Hawk hadn't left his side for hours, only holding his little baby brother in his arms, never knowing if any moment with his little Dove might be his last. He pulled Don tighter to his chest, trying to hold back the tears as he rose and ran to the Javelin he was directed towards. Then they were flying, fast and erratically, dodging enemy fire. Finally they reached the watchtower. Hank ran from the bay, then Flash was suddenly beside him.

"Let me take him, I'm faster." Hawk looked undecided, but he thrust his brother into the speedster's arms, and the other sped off so fast Hank may as well have been standing still. He raced after, not wasting a second, not risking a moment apart from his brother.

-3 hours later-

"Hawk, we have a problem. We need a blood transfusion. From an almost identical blood type."

"So take it." Hawk growled.

"Your blood still isn't identical enough. We'd have to infect you with some of Dove's blood, giving you…"

"Giving me his disease. What are you waiting for?" The nurse pursed her lips, and walked back, to give the admittedly anticipated news to the doctor. Only Hank's blood was compatible enough to give. Only Hank could save his brother. And he would. He would if it killed him, and it just might.

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"Batman, I… there's been a problem."

"Doctor Kenidee. What's the situation?"

"It's Hawk and Dove sir. The cure worked… sort of." Batman's eyes narrowed.

"What do you mean."

"Well… they were… cloned somehow. There's 2 of them sir. The real ones are in comas. The clones… are children."

"What?"

"Y-yes. We think Hawk is 5, and Dove is really only a baby. They're both asleep right now, but all indications show they'll wake like normal."

"I'm coming."

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By the time Batman, Superman, and Wonder Woman had arrived, Hank (not really Hawk anymore) had woken up, and was clutching his younger brother to his chest as though both their lives depended on it. When the historic heroes entered, he gasped, probably terrified of Batman, and held Don tighter. They noticed though, that he was being careful not to cause his brother the slightest bit of hurt. "W-who are you? Where are mommy and daddy? What did you do to them?"

"Great Hera!" Wonder Woman gasped. She moved forward, probably thinking she would be the most comforting of the 3. "It's alright Hank we won't hurt you." Hank stared at her.

"Don't look at her Don." he whispered to the baby in his arms. "She's wearing a swimsuit. A bad one." Wonder Woman looked a little affronted.

"It's not a bathing suit."

"Yes it is, and mommy says we shouldn't look at people like that. Get on clothes, I don't want Don to see you." Hank looked away self-righteously, pulling his little brother to his shoulder.

"You're going to have to get used to it. There are a lot of people dressed like this."

"But that's bad, and Don shouldn't see anything bad."

"Don is going to have to be strong." Batman cut in. "Now are you hungry?"

"I want my mommy."

"Your mother isn't here now. Are you hungry?"

"Don needs to eat. Mommy says."

"Then we'll feed Don."

"Mommy says not to take food from people I don't know."

"Eat our food or don't eat at all." Hank looked a little shocked, then apparently decided it was better to let Don eat stranger food then starve.

"He can't eat hard stuff. Just mushy gross food. And don't give him chocolate. I did and mommy said it was bad."

"We won't give him chocolate. Now come on." Hank slowly slid off the table.

"Okay, but if you hurt Don I'll BLOW YOU UP!" Hank glared threateningly at the Dark Knight.

"Of course you will." Superman stepped over and kneeled down beside Hank. "You seem like a great big brother. I'm sure Don will be safe with you. I'm Superman. I'm one of the good guys."

"Daddy says Superman is… is… a consumed fake in tights, who gores the law." Superman blinked.

"A costumed fake in tights who ignores the law?" Hank nodded. "Well… I hope I can show you he's wrong." Hank gasped.

"Daddy is never wrong!"

"Sorry. Ah… how about that food?" Hank glared, Superman still not forgiven his sacrilege.

"Fine. Go on." Hank sniffed. Superman, Hank, and Don left, while Wonder Woman and Batman stayed behind.

"They've already been tested." Batman began. "They're perfectly normal children, with memories that correspond with their ages." Wonder Woman nodded.

"Should we contact their parents?"

"They're parents are dead. At present, Hank has custody of Don."

"Why doesn't he live with whoever was their guardian after their parents?"

"She was neglectant." Wonder Woman's hand flew to her mouth.

"Oh, my. I never knew…"

"Few do. In fact, unless I'm missing something, and I never miss things, then it's just me. And now you." Wonder Woman nodded, still in shock. Things like that never happened on Paradise Island. The two turned to leave, both mulling over the most recent turn of events.