"CONNER! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?" Green Arrow yelled over the loud guns.

Conner turned to the now retreating heroes and yelled "TO DESTROY EVIL, ONE MUST STAIN THEIR HANDS WITH GREATER EVIL!" and turned back as the trailer had closed shut and the truck/trailer combo took off back toward Gotham City.

The trip to Gotham was a quiet one. Some of the thugs were a little concerned about the young heroes as if they were going to turn on them at any moment. The team and Canary were mentally talking amongst themselves.

I cannot believe we just did that! Wally yelled mentally.

Well you better believe it Speedy Gonzales. Artemis said to him while hugging him.

This may prove to be or undoing but I know it will help in the long run. Kaldur sent the calming thought to the team.

So this is how you talked most of the time. Gotta say its convenient yet weird. Canary said to her son and his girlfriend.

THANK YOU FINALLY SOMEONE WHO AGREES WITH ME! Rocket yelled causing psychic backlash to everyone.

The sound of someone clearing their throat caught the attention of the group before they could chew out Rocket. They turned to see a man barely out of his teens. He had a shaved black head, green eyes, and a small soul-patch below his lips. "Excuse me can I ask something?"

Conner nodded. "Go ahead."

"Um...I'm not quite sure how to put this...um...Oh could someone cover the little ones ears please?" the kid asked.

Dinah picked up Katie and covered her ears before nodding at the thug.

"So I'm just going to say what everyone is thinking here. What the fuck made you turn your back on your mentors?" he asked very bluntly.

The group looked amongst themselves for a brief moment. For a minute no one dared speak until Conner did finally. "Well. I am a clone of Superman. I was born to replace him in case he ever turned his back on humanity. When I was first awakened these guys Aqualad, Kid, and Nightwing who was then Robin were there for me. They helped break out and see the world with my own two eyes. I did meet Superman but it didn't go as I expected. Eventually though our relationship got better but I could still sense the distrust and looks of contempt from him. I guess it wasn't a hard decision for me as much as the others."

Nightwing spoke next. "I wanted to help people. I wanted to be like Batman. But some of the people we fight on almost a regular basis are too far gone for rehab. Like Two-Face and the Riddler or even the Joker. However with the Joker I can see he at least has the capacity of love. I mean he is legally married to Harley. But with Riddler, he kills people just for the fun of it and to give Batman and myself a challenge of wits. Two-Face decides whether or not to kill people based solely on a coin flip. I want to help the world but not if it means letting assholes like that escape every three to four weeks."

Artemis: "I grew up with an abusive father. I don't want anyone to experience that like I did. It will haunt you for the rest of your life if you let it."

One by one the team listed their reasons of why the turned on the only thing they had known for most of their lives. When everyone finished Conner asked a question of his own. "So why are you guys here?"

The answers they received were various but they had one thing in common. Money. They were all jobless and unemployment checks were not helping cover basic expenses let alone bills. Many had lost their wife or husband because of financial troubles.

The conversations between the two groups had picked up immediately and soon everyone was talking as if they grew up together. They were laughing at each other and groaning at most of Wally's jokes. At least until...

BANG!

A hole appeared in the side of the trailer nearly killing a couple of thugs. Eleanor suddenly appeared in the trailer.

"We got a problem. The police are after us and they have authorized lethal force."

The soldier's of the Bioshock family readied their guns and three of them hopped on to minigun turrets.

"Fend them off. Kill if nessacary just do not let them stop us." Eleanor ordered. The men manning the miniguns nodded and prepared for a shoot out with the police. They rose above out of the trailer and started shooting at the police cars and armored trucks.

Dollface was swerving left and right trying to make it hard for the cops to shoot her baby anymore. "God damn pricks! It takes a while to remove all the bullet holes!"

The shootout on the freeway lasted for a good 15 miles until...

"DAMN IT I'M OUT OF AMMO."

"SAME HERE!"

"FUCK! ME TWO!"

The gunners descend back into the relative safety of the trailer.

Dollface came over a speaker in the back. "Sorry guys but I was straining myself trying to drive and provide you with ammo."

One of the gunners said, "No worries boss. Just keep going and we will be fine."

The speaker then picked up a second voice. "Well looks like you are loosing it Dollface."

"PREACHER!"

"Indeed. I have teamed with the league in an effort to destroy you once and for all. You and your bastard brothers." Preacher gloated.

Dollface gritted her teeth. "DAMN YOU!"

Preacher smirked though she could not see it. "Here is something to remember me by." He pushed a button on the dash and fired a casket on wheels at her.

"Shit. Everyone brace for impact!" The people in the back braced themselves just before and explosion rocked the trailer. Those inside screamed but still remained alive.

"Oh you live?" Preacher asked through a surprised voice. "Well now I have to correct that now won't I?"

He prepared to fire another casket bomb but was slammed from the side. "What the Devil?"

A red and black Ferrari Enzo had slammed into the Hearst causing the Death Bomb to veer off course and hit oncoming traffic.

The passenger in the Ferrari rolled her window down and pulled out a flamethrower and then sat through the window. Preachers' eyes widened as he saw the same doll masks at Dollface. "Impossible. I killed all of you!"

The woman shouted, "Burn in Hell!" and fired her flamethrower directly at the crazed preacher. Preacher swerved but slammed head on into an overpass support column. Preacher lived through it but froze as he saw an Audi R8 pulled up along side and fired its own flamethrower. The Hearst was set ablaze and the Audi and Ferrari took off speeding along with the semi.

"WOO! Juggernaut, this is Kamikaze (Audi) and Crimson Fury (Ferrari). Preacher has been flame-broiled!" one of the girls driving said into the radio.

"Juggernaut here, thanks for the save Fury and Kamikaze. But I don't think Preacher is dead yet. We tried killing him multiple times and yet he still lives. He will be back but we are ready for him." Dollface said into her own radio.

"You sure about that boss lady?" another voice said.

"Positive."

The radio went silent for a few minutes. "Ok We will follow you and defend when necessary."

"Got it Juggernaut out."

The rest of the ride to Gotham was an uneventful one. After seeing the two flame-spewing cars, no police in any county wanted to chase the trio. They pulled into Gotham City and started to the dock warehouses. They pulled into the garage where Joker was waiting Mr. Grimm was waiting for them.

"What's up Big Sis?" Grimm asked the mastermind.

"Nothing much Grimm? Where's everyone else?" Eleanor asked.

"Well that's kinda why I'm here. See Sweet Tooth and Joker started to get into a fight. Sweet likes killing people whereas Joker prefers torturing them. The Clowns were split into two factions, the Jokers and the True Clowns. Fortunately Big Papa Delta stopped it from escalating into a civil war but now Sweet wants to fight Delta and we don't have a good place for them to fight." Grimm said.

Eleanor just stood there trying to process the information she just received. "Oh...hmm...I don't know what to do here."

Nightwing spoke up. "You can use the Gotham Athletic Stadium. It should be big enough."

Zatanna chimed in. "I could put up a barrier to protect any who ant to witness it."

Wally also spoke "Oh oh oh and we can broadcast it and make a whole lot of money. Oh I really—OW! Damn it Arty you are violent!"

"Stop being an idiot at inappropriate times then I will stop smacking you." Artemis scolded with a slight smile.

"Actually I have been wondering about that Dollface. Where did you get the money to survive on the streets?" Eleanor asked her female driver.

"Oh well we have a few of our agents doing actual legitimate work and making some damn good money too. I have a few supermodels and fashion designers under my command." Dollface told her.

"I got a few rock bands and music producers." Mr. Grimm confessed. "Sweet invested in a few good candy and ice cream stocks and has a legit carnival that travels the globe."

"We also had our inheritance from Calypso to help us along the way." Dollface told the group of turned heroes.

"Huh? Sounds interesting. Anyway Nightwing where is the stadium?" Eleanor asked the former protege of Batman.

"It's a few minutes south of Downtown. Can't miss it." Nightwing told her.

"Take me to it."

Timeskip

The group arrived outside of Gotham Athletic Stadium. With a little bit off superstrength from our favorite half-Kryptonian they easily got in and started to check the place out. It was a good sized stadium. Not as large as the Superdome in New Orleans but it was close.

"Oh wow. This place is awesome!" a female voice shouted out. The group turned around to see Harley Quinn looking around the place like a kid in a candy store. The former heroes tensed up but remembered that they were on her side now.

"Harley?" Eleanor asked. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh I was just visiting Red's place then I saw you guys with the Junior League. So I followed you. So whats the deal here?" Harley asked her.

"Daddy and Sweet Tooth are getting ready to fight so we need a good sized place for them to fight in. Nightwing recommended here and we are just scoping the place out." Eleanor said. "Though from what I'm seeing this place is perfect for other fights as well."

"Oh oh oh. Maybe we could turn it into a Funzone. Have arena combat fights, turn a wing into a karaoke bar-" Harley rambled on and on about what to turn the Stadium into. Eleanor was thinking seriously.

Hmm. The key to any victory is soldier morale. So far the only place for the people to relax is in their own homes. Maybe turning this place into a "Funzone" would not be such a bad idea. "It's perfect."

Harley stopped her ranting and looked at Eleanor with a questioning look.

"Harley, what happens to soldiers who do not get enough down time?" Eleanor asked the former psychologist.

"Well soldiers are only able to fight on average for 20-30 day without a break" Harley explained, showing her psychological knowledge. "Psychologists call this the maximum efficiency period. However after that, if the fighting continues without stopping, the soldier develops into a hyper-sensitive phase. They will react to even the smallest of movements, violent or not. If it continues still, they go into an emotionally exhasted stage. During this time the risk for suicide is much higher."

The former Young Justice team stared at her like she grew a second head. Only Canary was able to understand what she said as she had experience in psychology.

"What I was a psychologist. I'm not an air-headed blonde bimbo." Harley huffed.

"In anycase, I need the soldiers to be fighting fit. I will not allow them to snap under the pressure. I want you Harley to design this place to be as enjoyable as possible. I don't care what you put in it just make sure the people enjoy it." Eleanor told her female agent of chaos.

"YIPEE!" Harley jumped and squealed. She took of running as fast as she could in order to get started on her dream fun house.

"Are you sure that was a wise move?" Aqualad asked Eleanor.

"I am confident that Harley will not go overboard. That said I reserve the right to reject anything she comes up with just in case its too dangerous." Eleanor told him. "Now come. It is getting late and you have no place to sleep in our warehouse. We must get you some beds and other nessacary items."

"Uh...that's...thoughtful of you?" Artemis said.

Eleanor smiled. "You are part of the family now. I take care of family. While my old family was killed by my hands, they were to far into darkness to be saved."

Eleanor turned and teleported back to her warehouse. The Young Justice team either flew, jumped, or rode back.

Timeskip

A crowd was gathered outside the Gotham Athletic Stadium. They all heard of Harley Quinn's remodel of it but were surprised she managed to get it done in just a week. The crowd was muttering amongst itself while the podium stolen from the mayor's office stood at the top of the steps.

A flash of red light appeared and the podium stood Big Sister in all her angelic looks and her eyes that could hypnotize anyone she makes eye contact with. The crowd cheered at the arrival of their beautiful leader.

Eleanor smiled a gentle smile. She was amazed at how many people showed up to the grand opening. When it looked like the crowd was not going to quiet down anytime soon, she merely raised her hand an they instantly grew silent.

Eleanor looked over the crowd once before beginning. "I want to thank you all for coming out today to celebrate the opening of Harley Quinn's Pleasure Palace. This used to be the old Gotham Athletic Stadium however we have remodeled it to suit you. I am not going to lie. You are all now soldiers in my army. As much as you might not like it, you are. I am not going to ask you to be on the front lines and send you on missions that you might not return from. But if it comes down to it I will expect you to defend this new found freedom you have.

Your old government wanted nothing more than to keep you poor, uneducated, blind and ignorant. They fear what little power they have obtained will be taken away from them by one of the common people. The corrupt politicians have been spewing lies for years at you and before I came along you ate it all up like it was the truth. That stops with me. I will always tell the truth no matter how nasty, how gritty, or how depressing. I only ask of you. Put your trust in me for I will never betray it."

Upon the closing of her speech, the gathered crowd erupted into cheers. Everyone was moved by her speech and the general opinion was With her leading us, we will prosper.

"Now please welcome the hostess and owner of the Palace. Harley Quinn."

The crowd kept appluading as Harley cartwheeled her way upto the podium.

"Hello Gotham City! Now first I want to thank our most glorious leader for allowing me to remake this place. This place is a place to relax and let go. As Big Sister said, we are all now soldiers for her. Well soldiers need a break now and then. This is where you can go to relieve yourself of any and all frustrations and stresses. We have a legal brothel/ strip club for ages 18 and up. We have a child's play wing complete with bounce houses, laser tag and playgrounds. We have a video game/computer center for all slacker teenagers. And in the very center we have an arena built for combat. If ever two people or groups wish to fight, come talk to me and I will make it happen and broadcast it live around the world." Harley stopped to take a breath.

"Now for the grand opening we have a special fight for you. First. Hailing from the West Coast. The King of the True Clowns. Sweet Tooth!" Sweet Tooth steps forward with his head ablaze and machete in hand. "And now his opponent. Hailing from the depths of Rapture. Our beloved leader's protector. Big Daddy Delta!" Delta stepped forward in full armor with his drill in hand. He revs it a couple of times to send a message to Sweet, who growls menacingly.

"Ok boys I want a nice and dirty fight. Anything goes and I will stop it if there is a clear winner. No killing otherwise Big Sister will slaughter you where you stand. Understand?" Harley looks at Sweet who nods. She turns to Delta who also nods. "Shake hands." The two took each others hands and it looked like they were trying to crush the other ones.

Eleanor watched this and started thinking. Dear God I hope I did not make a big mistake.