Dear Genetic Donors,

I found Patches. It's a miracle he's still alive but when I went back to the old house there he was, sleeping behind the shed. It was like he was waiting for me. I've taken him with me back to New York, the 'home' will have to deal with it; Patches is now all I've got. Somehow despite everything he still loves me. Licked my face when I woke him up and looked at me with those big brown eyes, he forgave me. I was at the house for final inspection, I'm selling it. Technically the proceeds get split, a third to me, a third to Aaron Stewart and a third to Roger in jail. Whatever, I just want to be rid of the thing, rid of that life.

I'm changing my last name too. The last thing I want to be is a Donnell, it was never Mom's name. It was Roger's. I want to get this all done with before I turn 16. Anything before that age can be locked in a file, never to be accessed again. Of course I intend to get in and destroy the file once the changes are made, but it's still more secure to do so before my birthday next week. The paperwork's pretty much done anyway. I'll be rid of the Donnell name and all the crap that comes with it. Everything will change at 16; I'll be my own person. I'll have more freedom. I intend to make use of it.

You know what the Justice League has trotted out now? The JLJ (Justice League Junior), these kids can't be any older than I am but they're supposed to become heroes. I could handle that, fine. It's retarded but it's their lives, if they want to blindly follow the League whatever. My problem is that these are all obviously the League's actual children/relatives. I didn't see one person in the line-up who wasn't the light version of an already established hero. Nightstar is apparently the leader, she's Starfire's daughter. The papers ran a whole series of articles on her when her mom died. Superboy is a mini Superman. There are two Kid Flashes, only they call them FazeFlash and Flashbomb. Speedy is basically a female Green Arrow, Hunter looks like the vigilante Huntress. Robin's so young he looks like he's in a Halloween costume. Then there's Warhawk –Rex Stewart, Aaron's big brother. Someone fixed his wings up; they're made of metal now. My point is what about kids weren't bred to do this? Why do these kids get to play god? Only because of their genetics, that's not a good enough reason. They'll be just like the League – picking and choosing lives to save, accountable to no-one but themselves, seen as gods who can do no wrong.

I aim to change that. I aim to expose them for what they really are, not gods just men and women given more power than they know what to do with. Can you imagine if average people got to together, beat up some bad guys and went home after destroying a city with their battle? It would be chaos, they'd go to jail, pay for their damage. But give these people a superpower and it's all hunky dory. So I'll fix it. I'm going to fire from multiple angles at once. I'm going to need training. The gangs have been a good start, I'm an excellent street fighter and very very good with a knife but it won't be enough. I'll need money too, and power. Probably some tech too, even the great human Batman has gadgets to become one of the gods. I'll need a cover, I can't just disappear. I'd tell you my plans but I don't know what kind of people you are, I don't trust you.

Sarah

"They didn't tell you anything besides Sarah Wayne?" Robin's fingers flew across the keyboard, "Sarah Wayne doesn't exist, she doesn't even have a birth certificate."

Nightstar was right beside him, "They were leaving on a suicide mission Jack, there wasn't exactly time for questions." She swatted his hand away when he moved over to her monitor area, "I've got it, deal with your own section."

He moved over to Olivia's screen who screeched, "You heard her, handle your own section!"

Jack back away but couldn't resist saying, "Well, you're doing it wrong. You want to mix before you age."

Olivia glared at him and looked back at her code, "There is nothing wrong…" Then she swore and her fingers flew across the keyboard, "I hate it when you're right."

"I don't," Jay called over, "Jack being right usually saves our butts."

"Ah shaddup," Olivia said grouchily, leaning back against the seat as the program restarted.

John Kent was still in a state of shock, "She's just, she's, she's just walking around. Never knowing, thinking that she's just some orphan. When really she's hit the genetic lottery and has some of the world's best parents."

"She could have a good home," Aaron pointed out, "Be adopted never hurt me much. She could have a great family, friends and life. Maybe she doesn't want to be bothered. I know I wouldn't want my past jumping up all of a sudden."

"Yeah but wasn't your Dad the bad guy?" Iris said.

"Not Dad," Aaron said firmly, "but yes, he was." Aaron dug into his pocket and pulled out a crinkled, torn photo, "someone ripped him right out of this picture." He ran his fingers across it, "the only one I've got."

Rex peered over his brother's shoulder, "I don't suppose you ever got around to asking Uncle Bruce if he could figure out who that extra hand belongs to?"

"No," Aaron stared at the photo.

Iris leaned over her boyfriend's shoulder, "what extra hand?"

"See here," Aaron pointed to a chubby younger him. "I'm sitting on my first mom's lap, you can obviously see a man's hand here." He pointed to his first mom's shoulder, "but there's a smaller hand here," there was a slender hand resting on the mom's knee right next to Aaron, "I must have had another sibling or something…" Aaron trailed off.

Iris examined the picture closer, "So why didn't you ask him? Uncle Bruce can do anything."

"Because I didn't want to know," Aaron said softly, "what kind of sibling just leaves their brother alone? I asked Mom and Dad once; they said they'd never heard of a sibling. I'm happy with the life I have. "

"Me too little bro," Rex tousled his brother's hair and without turning said, "Jay's trying to sneak out the door."

The speedster froze as all eyes locked on him.

Iris had a soft sparkle in her eyes. Jay looked back at her begging but she smirked and asked, "Where are you going Jay?"

"Out." He said gauging his speed against his sister's versus distance to the teleporter.

Olivia rolled her eyes, "Not this again, Jay what could possibly be more interesting than a Batkid?"

Jack spun in his chair an evil look on his face and a maniacal grin, "I'm interested in why he's not interested. Let's examine this shall we?"

Desperate to cut him off Jay said the first thing that can to his head, "Are we sure she even exists?"

Mar'i raised an eyebrow, "And why wouldn't she exist?"

"Well you'd think," Jay shrugged, "That we would have noticed a super-strong, flying half-Amazon wandering around."

"That," Jack said after a pause, "is actually a good point."

"You should have thought of it," the deep male voice cut through the room causing its younger occupants to wince. The adults filed into the room, Batman headed straight for the computers examining Jack's work, "What did you miss?" he growled.

"The hidden code resending all searches for 'Sarah Wayne' back to you?" Robin guessed. Batman nodded once.

Nightstar was trying not to look guilty in the corner, "So we were just taking a quick break…"

"It's okay Mar'i," Diana said.

The young woman sighed in relief, then stared as wallets came out and everybody started passing money to J'onn, "You bet on how long I could keep it a secret?"

Diana shrugged as she tugged a twenty out of her boot, "If it helps I had my money on you not saying anything."

Wally checked his watch, "I missed it by that much" he squeezed his fingers together, "you couldn't have met up yesterday?"

John Kent was floating, watching in with slight consternation as his parents handed over what appeared to be his allowance, "But back to the more pressing issue…"

Shayara had wandered over to Aaron and given him a tight squeeze, although the action appeared casual the adults knew better. He leaned his head backwards to meet his mom's eyes and asked, "So is there a new WonderGirl?"

Minds fluttered to the old WonderGirl and then returned to the present, "She won't have powers…" Diana said at last leaving it open ended for the JLJ to fill in.

"Because your powers are tied to your soul and not DNA?" Superboy gave it a spin.

Diana nodded absently, running her fingers over the envelopes still clutched in her fist "The 'powers' are a gift from the gods, when I was born the gods descended and gave me my gifts in a ceremony. Cassie had a similar situation, albeit when she was older. Donna did not as her soul contains a piece of my own and the powers came with it. If Sarah," Diana said the name softly, "did have any sort of metapower there would have been a ceremony and I would have been obligated to attend."

"Ok, Batgirl then," Olivia said, "we could definitely use another girl on this team, even it out a little."

Iris laughed, "You just want a replacement so that you can spend more time with Hunter."

"No," Speedy blushed furiously, "I mean I want to see him but if that was all I wanted heck I'd ask Count to sub in for me." There were looks of dislike at the thought.

Jack narrowed his eyes, "Are those letters?" There was a nod, "from her?" Another nod, "so you have an address or at least a face?" He looked at Batman "surely you caught the drop off on camera."

"I did," was all Batman said.

Olivia threw her hands in the air, "So why am I bothering with this? Facial aging and recognition is a waste of time if you've got the face."

Batman was silent so Superman spoke up, "There was nothing on the recording."

"What?" Superboy asked for clarification.

Wally waved his hands around excitedly, "The letters just appear, one second they're there, the next there not. Even I couldn't see anything on the tape and my eyes can move pretty fast." He smiled broadly, "The kid's apparently got a few tricks of her own. You should see these letters, she's just like Bats and Di, full of plans." Then he paused as he remember the more tragic events of the letters, his eyes bounced to Jay, then Aaron, then back to Jay.

John cut him off before he could say more, "We'll take it over from here guys, get back to your training."

"No way!" Iris was so thrilled at the idea of gossip that she was phasing in and out of the visible spectrum, "We need the details. Mar'i only knew the barest details and I need the details."

Suddenly the room was filled with flashing red lights and a head splitting foghorn, a high priority alert. Images automatically overrode the screens, Metropolis came on the screens. They told a varied story, civilians were lying in the street some trying to crawl to safety while others appeared too sick to even move. Many were covered in oozing pustules, others were throwing up, other clawed at their own skin while some appeared unconscious. Those that appeared healthy were beating any living thing they could get their hands on. Littered between the bodies was one of the strangest armies the League had seen, a variety of reptiles similar to Killer Croc, a handful of Annihilators, inanimate objects were turning into poisonous snakes, a couple bears, a variety of 'guns for hire', and ancient warriors risen from the grave.

It gave even the League pause due to the sheer absurdity. However Diana moved the moment a large figure appeared on screen, the entire charge was apparently led by Hercules. She had a hand to her ear and was issuing a command for all League member of any status to prepare for teleportation to Metropolis immediately.

Jay was texting furiously into his phone.

Wally said, "Stay here ladies."

Superman barely had time to add, "Don't touch anything Lois," before all heroes on the tower, both JLU and JLJ disappeared down to Metropolis.