Sylvia Wayne "Wildcat"

Unknown Location

December 31st, 2010

I awoke in my bed, not even curious about how I got there. My back was sore as I sat up, swinging my legs over the side. The moment my toes touched the thick, lush carpet, the door opened, Tori walking in. Her blonde hair was down this time, her large waves just barely grazing the middle of her back. Today, she seemed whimsical with a white sweater, a cotton tank top and white skinny jeans. The white slip ons on her feet made little floof noises as the stepped on the carpet. She handed me two little pills and a glass of water.

"Good Morning." Tori smiled, taking the glass from me after I chased my pills with some water. The pain subsided as I stood up, following Tori to the vanity. I sat down as she began to brush my raven black hair that reached my tail bone.

"Can you believe it? We're going to see the stars today." I smiled, looking at her through the mirror as she pulled out a curling iron and let it heat up. Tori didn't smile with me as she watched the styling device heat up. "Aren't you excited?" I asked her. She just shook her head as she put up most of my hair, leaving the bottom layer down to start curling.

"It's your special day, not mine. Just relax and try not to move so I don't burn you." She finally smiled. It wasn't long before she began humming her usual tune. I managed to go ten minutes of curling and hair spraying before I began to hum with her. I carried the tune of the song with her for a while before she finished putting large ringlets in my hair. Tori swiveled the chair around and began doing my makeup. By the time she was finished, my fading green eyes were lined with black eyeliner and Vandal's prefered color of lipstick coating my lips.

"Thank you." I told her before I started to unbutton my pajama top. After ditching the pajama pants too, I grabbed the garment bag hanging on my closet door and unzipped it, pulling the special dress out.

"Oh, wow." Tori commented as I pulled on the pale blue grecian dress. It grazed the floor and billowed with even the slightest of movement. It was fitted to my waist with four half inch thick bands of silver, each around an inch or two apart. One thing that bothered me was how there were two slits running up either side of the dress. If I stood to one side, you could see all the way up my hip. But, I had a bit of consolation, as there were silver spanks underneath.

"I feel like it's a little much." I frowned, trying to breath despite the silver bands.

"Well, it explains this." She pulled out a box with a bow on it. When she removed the lid, I saw the silver circlet. It was odd, but Tori placed the silver laurel in my hair and held my hands out in front of me.

"This dress is really tight." I started laughing, trying to take a deep breath but the bands wouldn't let me.

"It would be tighter if you actually ate as much as a normal person." She reminded me of my lack of body weight. I sighed.

"You know the side effects make it hard for me to eat." I told her, turning around and making my way to the door.

"You're forgetting something." She called, holding up a pair of knee high, silver gladiator sandals. I went back to her and hiked up the dress, stepping into the shoes and allowing her to zip up the back before going back to the door, and waiting for it to unlock. "Bye, Sylvia." She said, but I frowned.

"And there's that name again."


Watchtower

I stepped through the golden light and saw the millions upon billions of stars just outside the massive windows. I took in a sharp breath of disbelief as I walked right to the window, standing beneath Klarion at his control station. It was a slow movement, as my hand reached up to touch the glass. I was hesitant as I looked at Earth, but I moved out my hand and welcomed the cool touch of the acrylic window as I spread out my fingers. My palm pressed against the glass as I was overwhelmed with shock and excitement. But all of that disappeared as a large hand rested upon my shoulder. I looked up as saw Vandal looking out the window.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" He spoke in his rugged and deep voice as I looked back to the window. But his hand moved to take mine, twirling me around like he needed to get a better look at me. "Finally, everyone can see what you truly are, our feline goddess." I smiled at him, allowing my eyes to change, the pupils turning to slits and the irises expanding. Usually this little trick amused him but he just took my other hand and started dancing with me. He twirled me about the room and when he dipped me, the computer interface spoke.

Recognized: Black Canary 13, Red Tornado 16, Red Arrow 21.

"Any problems?" Vandal asked in a gruff voice, resting his hand on my lower back for a moment before putting both hands behind his back. His posture mimicked that of a general at war, but that was exactly what he was. At war with stunted evolution. I watched calmly as the Black Canary stepped forward. I looked over to the clone, and his eyes seemed wide, confused at my presence. I walked forward, extending my claws behind my back as I inspected the red headed male.

"Despite an initial setback, I was able to reinfect Red Tornado and Red Arrow." The blonde reported as the android, Red Tornado, also stepped forward. Something seemed off about them. Something wrong, but oddly familiar.

"As well as the entire Team. They await reprogramming, back, on Earth." The android spoke coldly, but I looked to Vandal, and he knew exactly what was wrong with this report.

"I think not." Vandal replied simply, snapping his fingers. I was leaning forward, getting a better look at the Archer's face. As my master beckoned, I answered the call and retreated back to his side. His hand rested upon my shoulder. "You see, Starro-Tech does not reprogram the mind, it offers us remote control of it."

"We know exactly who's infected and who's not. And none of you are!" Klarion snapped at the three heroes. The Green Lantern, Hal Jordan, flew down and ensnared them in green energy.

"But that is easily rectified." Vandal gently grabbed my hand and put three Starro-Tech chips in my palm. I approached the Black Canary first. "Fifty thousand years of life, and nothing ever troubled me as much as the founding of the Justice League, dedicated to maintaining society's calcified status quo. The League would protect mankind from disaster, crime, tragedy of any kind." I moved onto Red Tornado as Savage made his speech. "Had you never heard of the survival of the fittest? In essence, you heroes sought to protect humanity from its own glorious evolution. As such, you forced my more enlightened colleagues and myself, to organize a response. We created or co-opted networks of operatives, placed key-individuals in key-positions, made certain we were on the cutting edge of all new technologies, genetic engineering, biochemical engineering, robotics, nano-robotics, even techno-sorcery." One by one, they all relaxed, no longer needing restraints. "Not to mention every conceivable method of mind-control. Cold-hard science, a little misdirection, and now you, champions of stagnation, have become our agents of change, forcing the human race to evolve on a more advanced schedule, allowing the Earth to take its rightful place, at the center of the Cosmos." Savage finished and I returned to his side once again, waiting for him to give me more orders. But it would be more likely that he would start dancing with me.

"The brats are aboard!" Klarion declared in his childish voice. The cat hissing from his shoulder. "They've taken away four of my toys!" He wined, trying to mobilize the other Leaguers that were already on board the satellite.

"Recall all League away missions. It's time to put these children in their place, once and for all." Vandal ordered, his face being overrun with anger.

"Finally!" Klarion exclaimed in his chaotic excitement.

"Shall I intervene as well?" I asked Vandal, but he shook his scarred head.

"No child. Remain here until I say so." He tilted my chin up and stroked my cheek.

"Oh, yeah. Hey, Vandal, shouldn't those three be back online by now?" Klarion was confused, double and triple checking the readings.

"What?" Vandal became infuriated. There was a tingle on the back of my neck and I shoved the dense mass that is Vandal Savage out of the way as the Canary released a cry, blasting my back and slamming my body into the back window. Red Tornado began wreaking havoc with the crimson twisters all over the room. I just looked up and saw Klarion put on noise cancelling headphones. I couldn't hear what he said among Canary's screeching. I felt Red Arrow put something on the back of my neck. To his surprise, I attacked him. There was a golden boom somewhere in the room, six of the Leaguers coming through. the resurgence was quickly quelled as the six heavy hitters brought them to their knees. I quickly returned to Vandal's side.

"The children have clearly reverse-engineered a Starro-Tech cure and vaccine. So there's no point in taking them alive." I heard Vandal say as I gazed upon the unconscious bodies.

"Goodie." Klarion smiled, rubbing his hands together and getting back to work, pulling the strings on the other puppets. I watched with Vandal on a monitor as the Young Justice attacked and defeated the Leaguers, one by one.

"Time to go." Vandal ordered, gripping my arm in his massive hand.

"Come on, we can take 'em!" Klarion pleaded, coming down from where he was hovering.

"Yes. But in the process, you'd lose control. Perhaps even destroy this station and whether or not they're in our thrall, The Light still needs the Justice League alive, for Phase Two." Vandal told him in a matter-of-fact tone.

"I wouldn't lose control…" Teekle meowed at him. "Okay, yeah, I'd bring the chaos." Klarion glared over at the door and saw the young heroes.

"Sylvia!" I heard someone scream. They're voice was welcoming. I looked over and saw the Kid Flash in stealth mode. I was so curious about him.

"Time, to go Princess." Vandal beckoned for me to come through Klarion's portal. I was frozen, trying to fight burning desire to follow orders. It hurt so much and I didn't understand why I couldn't just give into Vandal.

"Come! Now!" He barked, but Kid Flash took off for me. I felt a tug on my arm, yanking me towards Vandal.

"Etapassid dna etacol ehte latrop!" The female magician yelled, Klarion's portal ceasing and reappearing further away.

"This is a waste of time!" Klarion screeched beginning to attack Kid and me.

"I order you to stop!" Vandal bellowed as he retreated to the portal. But it was too late. I looked down and saw the blood seeping through my dress. There were golden daggers wedged between my ribs in different places on my chest and back. I zoned out of the whole situation. Mindlessly, I walked to Vandal, staggering as the blood loss increased. Klarion was holding off the Young Justice as I walked to my puppet master. "Time to go, witch boy." He ordered. The entity of chaos ceased. Kid Flash was already by my side. Vandal just looked at me before disappearing through the portal. I was so cold as the daggers evaporated into thin air, and I collapsed.

"Sylvia." I heard the familiar voice as Kid Flash removed his cowl.

"Wally." I reached up to touch his face as I began to remember him. But all I did was smear some blood across his cheek as I went limp.

"Rob! I need you to help me!" He screamed, trying to apply pressure, but there were too many wounds. Everything faded to black.

"Please, stay."


Author's Note: Sorry for the cliffhanger… but please review! I could really use your feedback if you're enjoying the story and such.