Peter woke up to a soft mumbling sound.

He groaned, looking at his bedside clock. 6:01. Huh?

He sat up, rubbing his head and waving away sleep. Light was dimly coming from various electronics around the room and the sound of a shower was running through the walls. But Aunt May didn't wake up this early.

Warily, he left the soft warmness of his bed and slipped through the house towards where the sound originated from. It was the guest bathroom the three Kanes were sharing.

"Savannah? Mckay? Jason?" He called, knocking on the door gently. When no one answered, he pushed it open. And what he saw was a little bit surprising.

The bathroom door was open, yellow light streaming and illuminating the dark room on the other side. Presumably, Mckay was in the shower as Jason was sitting cross-legged... meditating? And Savannah was doing handstand push-ups. Seriously, how could such a small body be so strong?!

"Uh... hello?"

The reflexes were noteworthy, putting something behind Fury's assassin idea, although Peter still thought it was bogus. Literally milliseconds after he'd said that he was completely pinned down by the little girl. Jason hadn't twitched a muscle.

Peter looked up with wide eyes. "Hi."

Savanna backed off slowly, her little hands brushing off non-existent dust before going back into a handstand.

"What are you doing up so early?" He asked.

She sent him a look and continued lazily. If that's even possible.

Since she didn't seem to know how to talk or something, Peter turned to Jason. "Uh... Jason?"

The boy didn't twitch.

"Knight?!" Peter raised his voice to be heard over the shower.

"Mm?" Came his reply.

"It's Peter... uh what are you doing up so early?"

"I'm kinda' taking a shower, can you leave me alone?"

"I guess... but I can't get Jason to move." Peter waved his hand in front of the kid's face.

Mckay's voice came again: "Afzetten!"

Immediately, Jason's eyes snapped open. And then Peter was pinned again. After a second, the kid moved back, seeming to recognize who he'd attacked.

"Uh..." Peter trailed. Jason shrugged.

"Afzetten. 'Snap Out' in Dutch."

Well, that makes complete sense, right?

"Their name is-"

"My name. My name is Talia Wayne. Earth 42.1. Nice to meet you."

Everyone swiveled, even Natasha and Clint to the voice in surprise.

It belonged to woman of stunning appearance. Her auburn hair met her waist in waves, and shrewd gray eyes took them in. Her thin yet curvaceous stature was fitted with a modern, techy-looking black suit. On her chest-plate was a silver-lined bat. At her waist hung a belt fitted with a various assortment of weapons, all threatening and wickedly sharp.

"Who're..." Tony trailed.

"As I said, I'm Talia Wayne, belonging to Bat Inc. of Earth 42.1. I was sent here chasing several high-class criminals and such."

Terry bent over his... interesting food. He wasn't sure how to put it, but here in the Amazon of Southern America, he was happy for anything. Chasing stupid leads got him in the weirdest situations. Like that one time where-

His satellite phone buzzed. But not the normal satellite phone. His batphone. He sighed. He and Bruce weren't on the best of terms, so for the man to be calling it must've been important. Reluctantly, he left his food to duck into a secluded place and answer. "What do you want?" He demanded rudely.

The voice came, but it wasn't the voice he was expecting.

"Master Terrance, I insist you use more respect when addressing others."

"ALFRED?!"

"Yes, Master Terrance-"

"No. Whatever Bruce wants, I'm on a mission, and I'm not in a situation to drop everything and run just to e another of his minions-"

"This isn't about Master Bruce."

"It... isn't?"

"No. They're missing."

The phone clattered to the street.

VIRUS IS STILL HERE.

It's really hard to type without Word.

AND OH MY GOODNESS GUYS! 103 REVIEWS?! I'M SO PROUD OF YOU! Special call out to Navyangel85 for being the one hundredth, but it waasn't just them, it was all of you! THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH!

Keep it up! As a special treat, I'll try to update again this week! YAAAAAY!

~Universes

RESPONSES:

BirdFlashIsNotAThing: Good! Thank ya, Bird! I'm glad you like it! ;D

MusicLyric: Nooo... Good try! :D

I'z Nightwing: Well, the Talia part was only half answered... dun dun duuun...

Bright Anarchy: I know... I feel that way to. But some are just innocently ignorant! XD

Guestz: You're right... I kinda' twisted their backgrounds, but I didn't make 'em up! I would tell you everything, but that would spoil it!

grayson4life: Well, there's the source, but it still brings a ton of questions, yes? ;D And I can't wait to bring the team in too!

Doorkeeper: Lol! Exactly what I was thinking!

nicarose24: Thank you! And Talia Wayne from Earth 42.1 or something... crap, I already forgot...

Navyangel85: HERE IS MORE! MUAHAHAHAHA! I think I'm progressively going crazier...

Rocker on: Well, thanks to you and several other requests, I finally decided to start on the Earth 16. something (because it's my own version of earth sixteen, but not my usual one). So! Terry! There we go! Spoiler alert: Helena (Bertinelli) MAY come in! And he has no eating disorder. I do. ANd laziness. He was just really tired and was considering stealing mine. And you're right, stove-top ones are WAY better... but as one of my favorite sayings goes: "LAZINESS PREVAILS!"

debzerechillin: Thank you!