The skies were filled with Orion's ships pouring fire into the planet below. Civilians, heroes, and soldiers alike were carrying the wounded to safety. Brainiac 5 was side-stepping the refugees as they headed for the caves in the Rocky Mountains. Brainiac 5 and Bouncing Boy were at the edge of the cave's entrance monitoring the movement of the refugees. Caves could only hold so much people, they knew that eventually they were going to have to prevent any more refugees from entering the cave.
"Brainy, how much do we have left?"
"We currently have 32,549 people in these caves and the caves have approximately 10,000 square feet of area. We could only allow 1000 more refugees at the maximum."
"Damn it, Phantom says there's another 100,000 arriving from Florida."
Brainiac 5 took out a device.
"Or sooner, they're being strafed by Apokoliptan fighters."
They both then looked in the direction of the plain and saw thousands of people running desperately for the caves. All ties of love are broken as loved ones, friends, and families trampled over each other without glancing back, it was harsh times like these where the purely primal nature of human beings are revealed in huge numbers. They flooded into the caves like water through a flood gate. People were climbing over other people in a bid to stay in the caves and supposedly away from danger. Brainiac 5 and Bouncing Boy found themselves being trampled by people who used to praise them as heroes. Brainiac 5 reached for the shield controller and pressed the button. Suddenly a green, but transparent shield cut off the cave from the outside world. Thousands banged at the shields to no avail. They begged to be inside the cave. People inside the cave begged Brainiac 5 to let their loved ones in. Suddenly they heard a daunting hum. A warship was over them, and preparing to fire at the huge mass of refugees outside the caves. The begging and banging got even more intense.
"Please, Brainiac, my daughter, she's just at the other side!"
He turned around.
"I'm very sorry ma'am."
"Oh God! Let my wife in! She's pregnant with my little boy!"
"I'm sorry sir!"
He then saw a little boy who placed his palm on the shield. His mother's palm would be touching his if it weren't for the shield, of all the people in the cave, he felt most sorry for the children, they are the one's that couldn't beg for their loved ones to be in, they are the ones who had to sit down and watch their families die without a complaint. This particular boy couldn't have been more than 5.
"Momma?"
The mom was clearly distraught, but she tried her best to sound as if everything's alright for her son.
"Yes, sweety?"
"Why can't you go here, Momma?"
"Mommy just needs to go away for a while okay, sweety."
"Why momma?"
"She just needs to."
It took all her strength to keep her tears in.
"Now go be a good boy, while mommy's away okay?"
"Ok, momma."
Brainiac 5 manages to walk to the boy. He looked at the mother, instead of seeing someone who was begging to be inside, she resigned to her fate, something which her son will not understand for many years.
"Your son will be safe."
She nodded and mouthed a thank you.
Brainiac 5 then heard the distinct humming noise of a warship firing. He looked at Bouncing Boy who also knew that it was going to fire. He pressed a button that activated the metal door. It wasn't for protection, they had the shield for that, but instead it was to shield everyone's eyes from the brightness of the orbital strike rays, millions have been blinded by simply looking at the bright beam. He lifted the boy up and walked a backed-up as the metal door closed. Suddenly, there was a second of screaming before ground shook. It shook for another 10 seconds until it subsided. The pressed the button that raised the door up, and to everyone's horror, all that's left of the refugees were burn marks. Brainiac 5 shed a single tear and the boy noticed.
"It's ok, mommy did say she was going away for a while. She'll come back."
Brainiac 5 sniffled and gave the boy a smile.
"I'm sure she will."
9 weeks later, the boy would die from pneumonia.
Brainiac 5 shot up from his bed with a scream and when he stopped, he was still breathing heavily. He planted his face on his hands and sighed deeply. He grasped his injured torso and walked to the kitchen. He poured a glass of water for himself and chugged it. Then the light went on. Kara was leaning on the wall adjacent from him.
"Nightmares?"
Brainiac 5 was surprised, but then his expression calmed.
"Why must you know?"
"Believe or not, I still care about you. I still getting used to the fact that you time-traveled back here while you were barely alive."
Brainiac 5 knew the history of Earth like the back of his hand. The 21st century had its share of tragedies, but nothing, absolutely nothing could compare to the conflict that he had to lived through, a world-wide Holocaust that he had to escape from. He just needed to make sure the time-line prevents the tragedy from happening, he didn't have to tell anyone, he didn't want to, especially not to Supergirl.
"My business is my own, my burdens are my own, and no-one else's."
She glared at him. He sighed.
"I know what you are thinking. You think that I'm with-holding information from you because you broke my heart, so to speak. Honestly, I moved on from that, I found another female, and lived happily for a while."
He was speaking the truth. 2 years after Supergirl went back to the 21st century, he had romantic relations with Nura Nal, AKA Dream Girl, but tragedy tainted their relationship as she is killed physically and disabled spiritually.
"Then why are you here?"
"It's complicated."
He turned around and waddled back to his room.
"Very complicated."
Brainiac 5 was not in the mood for chatting, he had a planet to save.
Cassandra woke up and went to the kitchen. She was typically the first to wake up, Garfield was usually the last. Today, things were different. Well...very different.
The girl was scrubbing the floors with a wet towel. She must have woken up no later than 5' o clock am.
"Um...you don't have to clean the floors."
Her voice was faint, almost ghost-like.
"Nonsense, it is the woman's job to clean the house-hold."
"Who taught you that?"
Cassandra knew from the girl's body language that she was very uncomfortable about that subject, almost angry about it. So Cassandra decided not to push the issue and walked to the kitchen and fixed herself a batch of oatmeal, her typical breakfast. She looked at the girl and she was frantically cleaning the floor. Cassandra felt bad for her and also confused, if she was going to clean the floor, why not use the mop?
"Are you going to eat?"
"No, I-I have to fix up some breakfast for the other, I-I am r-really sorry that I could not make breakfast for you, can you forgive me?"
Cassandra was confused, the girl had nothing to apologize for.
"You don't have to be sorry, we all typically fix our own breakfasts, and we take turns cleaning the floor and other utilities."
"W-won't your parents get mad?"
Cass raised an eyebrow.
"Parents? We are not living with our parents, we are living with other people close to our age."
"Oh. So- you are all married to one another?"
Cass almost spat out her oatmeal. She gulped it down before it could possibly go anywhere else.
"No-no, not like that, we are co-workers, colleagues, and friends all at the same time."
The girl then stood up and dried the towel, she then looked suspiciously at Cass who was eating her oatmeal.
"Are you not supposed to say 'Grace before meals'?"
For a while, she was confused, but then she remembered that Christians pray right before they eat.
'She must be Christian.'
"Uh no, I am Atheist, I do not cross out the possibility of a God, but until I have proof that such a being exists, my views won't change."
The girl glared at her.
"I see."
She then walked towards the door. Cass was confused.
"Where are you going?"
"I refuse to live with people who are consumed by Satan's influence."
Cass was surprised.
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me, sinner, now I am leaving."
The girl slammed the door behind her.
She walked up the stairs to the surface. Cass run after her.
"Don't go, it is not safe!"
The girl turned around with an angry expression.
"Leave. Me. ALONE!"
Suddenly vines wrapped around Cassandra's limbs and threatened to split her apart. Suddenly 3 batarangs cut the vines that held Cass and she fell to the floor. The girl gasped, everyone was there standing in front of Cassandra(except Brainiac 5). The girl was scared, she was not in a good position.
"Are you all prohibiting me from leaving?"
Garfield spoke up.
"Of course not, but why do you want to leave anyway?"
"I refuse to live with a non-believer."
Damian asked.
"Of God?"
"Of course God, there is no other!"
Garfield realized the situation. The girl was raised be a strict Christian family. It's pity, while her actions now seem rude, Christians who truly abide by their faith are becoming rarer and rarer.
"Look, we may not all believe in God, but we can accept each other. Someday you migh-."
"Blasphemy!"
She turned around and ran up the stairs. Damian was going to run after her, but Garfield placed a hand on his shoulder.
"If she wants to leave, she can leave."
Damian nodded.
When the girl finally reached the surface, the world was a whole different place. There were so many tall buildings, there were so many people wearing very weird clothing, some of them are talking to what looked like a metal device. There were so many vehicles on what seemed to be a road. They seemed like the cars she'd use to see in Switzerland and America, but at the same time it was very different, not to mention very numerous. As she slowly stepped more and more outside, people were giving her odd looks. She didn't know why, she was wearing a white dress, a common form of clothing, especially for the middle and above classes. Suddenly a plane flew overhead and dived back inside. She crawled into a ball, crying. Reaper then patted her on the shoulder. The rest were beside him, looking at her with sympathy.
"Something tells me that you're not from here."
She nodded her head.
"Do you remember where or when you were before we found you?"
"I was in a forest, I always like to go to the forest."
"Do you remember when?"
"Just after New Years Eve, my...husband was off getting drunk celebrating 1907."
Everyone was shocked for 2 reasons. For one thing, she had a husband! Everyone thought she couldn't have been older than Damian even! Even more significantly, her husband was supposedly off celebrating the New Year...at 1907! Red Bird broke the silence.
"D-did you just say you had a husband? In 1907?"
She nodded her head. Red Bird made a whistle. He then turned to face the rest of the group.
"Theories anyone?"
Supergirl spoke up.
"The person we found yesterday, Brainiac 5, says that he time-traveled here, and from my experience that is highly plausible."
Red Hood crossed his arms.
"You think he brought her here?"
Everyone looked at each other with confused expressions.
Brainiac 5 was busy playing a game of chess...against himself. Even something as old as chess can survive through history as one of the most fun games...ever. It was one of Brainiac's favorite past time. Suddenly, Kara opened the door letting everyone else in.
"Supergirl, what is going on?"
She glared at him.
"You said that you time-traveled your way here."
"I-I did."
"Then explain how she got here. She claims that her husband is off drinking as a token for the New Year in 1907."
The girl then walked beside Kara and looked at Brainiac 5. Kara turned to face her.
"Have you seen this person before?"
The shook her head side-ways(that means no), much to everyone's dismay. Kara then glared back at Brainiac.
"What did you do? Did you mind-wipe her?"
"NO! I DON'T KNOW WHO SHE EVEN IS!"
"Then why did you come here? And what is the point of even bringing her here?"
Brainiac turned his head away.
"It's complicated."
"SO there is a reason."
"There is, but I am not comfortable with sharing it."
"WHY NOT HUH? TOO SCARED THAT YOU'D BE CONVICTED AS A CRIMINAL? TOO SCARED TO REALIZE THAT YOU LIKE KIDNAPPING CHILDREN?"
That was the last straw.
"FINE! I WILL TELL YOU! EARTH WILL BE BURNED TO ITS FOUNDATION'S BY ORION'S INVASION. EVERYONE WAS DOOMED TO DIE. ALL MY FRIENDS ARE DEAD, SO I HAD TO GO BACK IN TIME TO SAVE THEM AND THE BILLIONS THAT WILL DIE IN THE INVASION. I FELL ON THE TIME-MACHINE DUE TO A SHOCKWAVE THAT WAS A CONSEQUENCE OF MY LAST FRIEND'S DEATH, THERE WAS A TECHNICAL MALFUNCTION AND I AND APPARENTLY SHE ENDED UP HERE! HAPPY?"
Everyone was shocked. Kara was confused even more.
"W-What?"
"The galaxy is no longer how it used to be. We don't simply fight off supervillains anymore, we fought a war, a REAL war. With the killing and everything else."
"But we get invaded frequently, what makes the particular invasion in your time different?"
"Unlike the others, this one's been preparing for almost a millennium."
Brainiac 5 sighed.
"I'm here to restore the equilibrium, to prevent this disaster...Can you please go?"
"Equilibrium, what is the trash that the so called Brainiac 5 is talking about?"
Kara glared at Damian.
"It's not trash if it comes from him. He is a 12th level intellect and is a lot smarter you will ever be."
"-tt-"
Kara sighed.
"Seeing as he's from the 31st century, it's gonna happen in a millennium, but still I've never seen him this worked up, I don't think I've seen anyone this worked up."
Garfield placed a hand on his forehead.
"It must've been bad what he went through, really bad."
Jason added his own 2 cents.
"World's ending, everyone dying, who wouldn't be?"
While they were talking Sascha walked to the girl. She kneeled in front of her.
" It's okay, I'm not gonna hurt you."
The girl looked on with desperate eyes. Sascha smiled.
"Do you remember your name?"
The girl was initially scared of her disfigured face, but eventually she calmed down.
"My name is Sascha, what's yours?"
The girl was very hesitant, but after a minute she decided to tell her name.
"Klara."
"Do you have a last name?"
"Prast. Klara Prast."
"Nice to meet you Klara Prast. Don't worry. You're safe now."
Sascha stood up and dusted herself off. She cleared her throat. Everyone turned to face her. Klara was still looking at her feet, but Sascha held a stern expression.
"While you guys were talking about..whatever you were talking about and uh I got herself to open up to me. Say hi to them Klara."
She looked at the team and immediately cowered behind Sascha.
"Eheh."
Cass then spoke up.
"Well, we have a name, maybe we could find out more about her."
Damian nudged Garfield.
"Her name sounds like chloroplast and she can move plants. Coincidence?"
"Damian is said to be the name of the devil. Coincidence?"
Damian crossed his arms.
"-tt-"
Cass was busy punching in keys into her computer at a very fast rate. On the screen were old newspaper articles, maps, and pictures. As she was typing she said.
"Klara Heizviger Prast. Born on November 18th, 1893 in Dusseldorf, Germany to parents Herzig and Anke Heizviger. On 1905, she was married off to an American factory owner."
Cass punched in more keys, then a picture of a middle aged man with a bitter expression on his face. She gasped.
"He couldn't have been younger than 40...She was just 12..."
Everyone looked at each other with the same expressions, shock, confusion..sympathy. As she zooms in the photo, she notices a blur that resembled a person. She punched in some keys to enhance the quality of that blur. It revealed Klara who bore a shamed facial expression with tears streaming down her face, with bruises on her arms and face. Cass bit her lip. No one said anything, but everyone knew what that meant. Klara Prast was physically abused, and perhaps even sexually abused. Garfield then turned to face her. He knelt down beside her.
"Hey, um it's kinda hard to explain it, but you're not in your...time anymore."
She said nothing and did nothing other than stare at him with scared eyes. He rubbed the back of his neck.
"You see, uh, you're in the future and uh in the future, many things happen, we can fly, we can go to the moon and...eat a taco?"
Damian facepalmed.
"Logan. You doing it wrong."
Garfield glared at him. Damian just smirked back. Damian had a tendency to call people by their last names in a gesture to mock them. Garfield sighed.
'This is really awkward.'
"Um so uh, welcome to the future and all, and uh if you need anything, just you refer any of us."
Damian was heard again.
"Logan. Names."
"R-right. Um, I'm Garfield. He's Jason or Jay Jay."
"HEY!"
"She's Cassandra or Cass. She's Kara, like your name but without the L, she's Sascha and he's..."
Garfield glanced at Damian and smirked.
"He's Damian, but he prefers to be called Dami."
Damian's eyes widened.
"WHAT?"
"Dami?"
She giggled at bit.
"What a funny, yet absurd name."
Damian was steaming. Garfield smiled. This was the first friendly sentence that he heard from her. Garfield stood up and walked to the group.
"I hate you Logan."
"Right back at ya...Dami."
"-tt-"
Jason walked past Damian and purposefully bumped his shoulder and chuckled.
"Dami."
"I'm gonna take away your honor in sparring today, I SWEAR IT!"
Kara can be heard behind him.
"Aww doesn't wittle Dami sound sooo cute."
Cass smirked.
"Mmm...Quite."
Damian bowed his head and ran to his room. The girls laughed. As they walked out of the room. Klara stayed behind. Sascha turned around and ran back to her.
"Aren't ya gonna come?"
Klara looked at her with disapproving eyes.
"C'mon it's gonna be fun!"
Sascha lend a hand out to her. Klara looked at the hand and the grabbed it.
"Good choice."
I KNOW I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN A LONG WHILE, BUT THAT'S BECAUSE I HAD EXAMS THIS MONTH, AND I THINK SOME OF MY READERS DO TOO. HERE'S A NEW CHAPTER AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY. BTW HERE'S AN UPDATE ON THEIR ACTUAL AGES AND I CHANGED THEM, BECAUSE I THOUGHT ABOUT THE FUTURE IN MY STORY AND I WANTED TO CHANGE THE AGES.
GARFIELD LOGAN -AGE:21-
JASON TODD -AGE: 24-
CASSANDRA CAIN -AGE: 22-
KARA ZOR-EL -AGE: 24-
DAMIAN WAYNE -AGE: 15-
SASCHA ? -AGE: 15-
KLARA PRAST(NOT AN OC, SEARCH ON GOOGLE) -AGE: 13-
PLEASE REVIEW. CRITICISM IS ALWAYS WELCOME (IF ANY).