Here is Chapter 4!
I know that this has been a long time in the making, so it is a bit shorter chapter. They finally meet! :)
Reviews and criticism are welcome.
Gotta say again, I do not own the Martian Manhunter or any other Justice League character, only Anya, Raelynn, and Anya's family are mine.
Enjoy!
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Chapter 4
"Oi, you guys can come in," Raelynn said as she opened the door for Clark and J'onn, causing the latter to raise his eyebrows at the former, who just shrugged in response. As they entered, they noticed a young woman with long black hair sitting cross-legged on the bottom bunk-bed with the computer image of a young woman who looked vaguely like the one actually in the room. Upon their arrival, the black haired woman's eyes grew wide, just like J'onn's did when he looked back at her. Raelynn, Clark, and Kaya looked between them, very confused. Finally, Raelynn asked, "Is something the matter?"
Neither Anya nor J'onn made to answer; they were practically frozen. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Kaya practically yelled, "Will someone please clue the rest of us in on the secret?"
Startled, Anya closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and spoke to her sister as she opened up her eyes again. "Did you really find it necessary to yell into my ear, little sister?" As Kaya began to figuratively burn holes into Anya's head, the elder Kiln stood and walked over to Raelynn and the men, approaching J'onn with her right hand extended. "We weren't properly introduced before. I am Anya Kiln, you've already met my roommate, and the pissed off one on the computer is my younger sister, Kaya."
J'onn took her hand in return, all the while subconsciously feeling the confused glances between Raelynn and Clark, as well as the glare from Kaya. "I am called J'onn J'onzz." Gesturing to his companion, he added, "And this is Clark Kent."
"I don't care if they are Captain Freaking America! You cannot just ignore me, Anya Meisha Kiln!" Anya stood up straighter and almost growled as she turned back to face Kaya. Both young women just glared at each other as Raelynn rolled her eyes and walked between the two ladies.
"That is quite enough, you two. Since when am I the peace maker of the three of us?" Raelynn looked between the two sisters. "We have guests and I will not have the two of you fighting right now. Do I make myself clear?"
Both women nodded, after which Anya cleared her throat and addressed the room. "In answer to your earlier questions, Rae and K, I ran into Mr. Jones quite literally earlier." Seeing a look of understanding on Clark's face, the elder Kiln perceived that J'onn had already told him about the incident. As for the other two women, they wore matching smirks, causing Anya to roll her eyes and turn back toward J'onn. "So, you came to look for an assistant?"
He nodded as he sat in the chair that she had offered to him. "Yes, I am. I have never been one who is good with interpersonal interactions, so some of the people I know, Clark included, decided that I should integrate myself more and have an assistant who will help me with this endeavor." J'onn repeated the carefully scripted story that he and Clark had prepared for each interviewee.
While J'onn was speaking, Anya had crossed over to her bed and sat down, her legs criss-crossed underneath her and her head tilted slightly to the right. After he had finished his explanation, she squinted her eyes at him in concentration and, after a few moments of studying J'onn, tilted her head a bit more and said, "Now that you have given me that utterly fake story, why don't you tell me the real reason why you would like a personal assistant." When he gave her a look of confusion, she sighed and righted her head with a smirk on her face. "I can tell when someone is lying. So please give me the truth or I will kick both of you out. And don't worry you can trust them." She gestured at the other women in the room.
Clark raised his eyebrows at Anya, clearly not sure what he should think. "If you don't mind me asking, how do you know if someone is lying or not?"
All three of the women smirked and Anya chuckled. "Why, it is elementary when you use the natural power of deduction." Somehow, she was able to keep her poker face so that the men could not tell that she was, in fact, lying to keep her own secret powers hidden.
The men looked at each other, obviously attempting to figure out what they should do. Should they tell three strange women the truth or just leave, even though they had found a seemingly perfect assistant?
Finally, J'onn turned his eyes back to Anya and tilted his head with a faint smile visible on his lips. "Empath or psychic?" At Anya's furrowed brow, he elaborated, "I can feel the disturbance your presence is creating on the psychic field. I just couldn't identify it at first."
As Raelynn and Kaya began to snicker, Anya nodded slightly to say that she understood what he was getting at. "My powers are mostly empathetic in nature, though I do have some limited psychic abilities. You?"
"I am the Martian Manhunter." The room went deathly silent. J'onn, who had been looking down at his hands, looked up again to see all eyes in the room on him; 2 of the pairs were filled with bewilderment, 1 pair with surprise, and the last pair, which just so happened to be Anya's, were filled with a sense of mutual understanding. He stared into those dark brown and hazel eyes for a few quiet minutes, finding a kindred soul hiding within them. J'onn then averted his eyes and sighed. "That answers your question, yes?"
"Both of them, actually." Anya carefully got up and squatted next to J'onn's chair, trying to catch the eyes that were now staring back at his hands. "You are in need of an assistant to ensure that you are learning the culture and ways of the people around you both correctly and efficiently." She gently put one of her hands on top of his folded ones and smirked slightly when he looked up with a quizzical look in his eyes. "You just hired your new assistant."