109 Bereft
Selina eyed the giant sphere that Connor had brought back from Bialya. "What is it?"
"Alien tech," Robin shrugged, "some kind of artificial intelligence."
"And she's bonded with Connor."
"She?" Connor said in surprise.
She shrugged. "She feels like a 'she'."
The sphere flashed and beeped as if to concur.
"See." Catwoman pet the metal sphere. "Thank you for taking care of the little birdies. They do on occasion find themselves in difficult situations."
"Hey, we managed," Robin argued.
"Mark my words, boys. M'gann's psychic powers are much stronger than anyone realizes. If she doesn't get them under control, there will be consequences."
Connor defended her, "The memory wipe was an accident."
"Of course," Catwoman agreed, "but accidents are likely to happen again. And next time, it might be even worse than just a few lost memories." Her green eyes turned on the Martian who was eavesdropping. "Train, M'gann. Gain control of your powers before they gain control of you."
"How did you-" Robin looked from Catwoman to the spot where M'gann was floating in the air, camouflaged.
"And stop trying to read my mind." Catwoman swung out her whip, lashing it around M'gann's ankle and dragging her back to the ground. "You're here to learn, but the League forgets that you have non-physical abilities. Speak to your uncle; convince one of the boys to let you dig around in their brains; do something before you lose control and your subconscious takes over." She patted Connor's arm. "I'm sure he'd be a willing subject. After all, you've already mind-melded."
"Uh, yeah, sure." Connor shrugged. "I've got nothing to hide. I've spent most of my life here anyway."
"When you're ready, clean this programming from his mind." Catwoman handed Miss Martian a slip of paper.
"'Red sun'?" M'gann looked up. "What does that mean?" Her eyes widened when she saw Connor standing frozen and blank in front of her.
"Holy, Superman," Robin exclaimed, waving his hand in front of SB's face. "He's been programmed?"
"Apparently. Cadmus didn't have time to program anything else." Catwoman circled the clone. "He'll be fine once that programming is removed." She threw M'gann a glance. "You've got your work cut out for you." Winding her whip back around her waist, she sauntered out. "It was nice meeting you, Sphere. If you want, I can think of a new name for you. I seem to have a knack for naming people."
Once Catwoman was gone, Connor's eyes blinked. Glancing around, he frowned, "Where'd Selina go?" His head whipped around, seeing that everyone had shifted. "What happened?"
