She was going to kill them. The entire trip had been spent with Erik listing all the statistics of each mortal hero as well as all the others, whether she wanted to know them or not. All the while, McKenzie kept fussing about which eye shade would go best with the outfit she had brought and Reyna's complexion. It was her bad luck that not a single monster attacked them the entire trip. They got a nice hotel, not that Reyna got to relax. McKenzie went to work right away. It had never taken Reyna so long to get ready. Not even when she was on Cerce's island. That brought back unwanted memories. Reyna might have relaxed a little bit, but Erik continued his drive of statistics and random facts.

After two days of it, she was about to ram something down his throat. McKenzie pulled on Reyna's hair, painted her nails, and almost took an eye out with the mascara. After about four hours, Reyna thought she was ready, but McKenzie kept primping. "You're late." Erik wrung his hands nervously. You would have thought he was going to meet them.

"That's good enough." Reyna pushed her to the side. She glanced in the mirror, but did not recognize the woman staring back. A beautiful woman wearing a tight red gown with a slit down the side of the skirt stared back. Her hair was done up with a single black curl draped ellegently across her exposed shoulder. To top it off she wore a pair of red heels and had a matching red handbag.

"How am I supposed to fight in this?" She glared at McKenzie.

"You're not going to be fighting the Justice League, silly." McKenzie continued to fuss with Reyna's hair.

"This is the stupidest thing I have ever done." Reyna growled. She strapped her Imperial Gold knife to the inside of he thigh. She had to have something to protect herself with should any monsters show up.

"You're late." Erik said for the millionth time. "Could you have Batman sign this?" He handed her a card.

"Being fashionably late draws the most attention. And you will most definitely draw attention." She said with a note of pride in her voice.

Reyna glared at the two of them. "I'm leaving." She snatched the card from Erik and left the room without waiting for a reply. She wobbled on her heels before catching herself. "Come on. You're a warrior, Praetor of the legions of Rome. You can handle a pair of heels." She murmured to herself. She walked to the elevator, out of the lobby, and onto the street without a single wobble. A bell hop called a taxi that she promptly entered. She went over the Justice League members that Erik said would be her best bet. Batman, Green Arrow, and Black Canary were all mortals and the best choice for help. Reyna personally leaned toward Wonder Woman, but the Romans had reasons for staying as disconnected from her as possible. She soon arrived at a large building that was mostly glass. She pulled out a piece of paper as she got out. She wobbled on her heels, but caught herself on the taxi door. She walked up the stairs, which she was now cursing, and up to the man at the door. The man greeted her as she showed him the blank piece of paper, spreading the mist over it. The man glanced at it, before motioning her inside. Just inside the building were two men with wand metal detectors, scanning it over every guest who was walking in. She wasn't sure if Imperial Gold could be detected or not, but didn't want to take the chance. When it was her turn, the moment they raised their wands, she snapped her fingers and said, "You already scanned me."

The guard looked confused for a moment, then said, "Sorry ma'am. Go on ahead." He motioned her inside.

"Thank you." She said politely.

"Have a good evening." The other guard said.

Once she was properly inside the building it was huge. The ceiling was so tall, she could barely make out the top. It was filled with lavish tables, and a bar. There was a platform in the center where several costumed people stood. They were waving, signing autographs, and getting their pictures taken. Then she noticed the long line that led to the platform.

Reyna breathed disbelievingly through her nose at the sight, but got in line. "Fashionably late, my gluteus maximus." Reyna grumbled. She was in line for almost an hour until it was almost her turn. She was much closer to the heroes now and as she watched them, couldn't help but wonder if they were really them or just fakes. Maybe the whole thing was a scam. All of a sudden, all of them looked down at their watch or belt. Then one by one they made their dramatic exit from the building. And just like that, they were gone.

"What just happened?" Reyna asked no one in particular.

A girl who had been next in line, burst into tears. The girl who had been in front of her, turned to look at Reyna and in an angry tone said, "They were just called off to save the world again."

"Are they coming back?" Another girl asked.

Reyna stood there cursing McKenzie, cursing this quest, and especially cursing her heels that she had to wear for an hour for no reason. She spotted the bar with stools next to it, and made her way there, desperately trying not to wobble. She gave a sigh of relief the moment she sat down. She deliberately choose a seat as close to the corner as possible. She didn't feel like being disturbed at the moment, and it also was the best position to keep an eye on the crowd, or in other words, any potential threats.

"What will you have?" The bartender asked politely.

Reyna considered her choices before settling on, "Water, please."

The bartender hesitated. "Water? Um, this is an open bar. You can have anything you like."

"Oh?" Reyna raised a questioning eyebrow. "So you're saying you have a hot vanilla cocoa with nutmeg and cinnamon sprinkled on top?"

"Um, no." The bartender looked abashed.

"I didn't think so. Water, please."

The bartender turned and poured some water into a glass, placed a napkin in front of her, and placed the glass on it.

"Thank you." She smiled appreciatively.

The bartender nodded back and went to serve other customers. She turned to face the mulling crowd. It seemed as though there were a lot less people than when she had first arrived. She guessed the show was over and there wasn't much reason to stay. She watched as a particularly oversized man, who was obviously drunk, kept trying to take liberties with young woman. It raked against Reyna, but she turned her gaze away. She was out of her jurisdiction, no matter how much she wanted to interfere. She turned her mind to other matters. How was she going to get a hold of the Justice League now? She sipped on her water as she went over what information she had, curtisy of Erik. She was contemplating going to the individual cities, when her thoughts were interrupted.

A young man with black hair sat down next to her. "You look completely heartbroken." He said. Though it didn't look like he cared much either way.

"Excuse me?" She turned her focus on him.

"Let me guess. Your a Batman girl." She must have pulled a face as he continued, "No? Superman." She looked at him funny again. "I know, Wonder Woman. You look like a Wonder Woman kind of girl." He smiled.

"Personally, I'm not interested in any of them." Reyna said disinterestedly and turned back to her drink.

"Hmm, then you must be in the wrong place." He observed.

"Not really." Reyna remained neutral.

"Hmm, a mystery. So what's a girl like you, with no interest in the Justice League doing here?" He pondered out loud.

"It doesn't matter." She sipped her water.

The bartender had arrived in front of the young man to take his order. The young man glanced at her drink and coolly said, "I'll have what she's having.

The bartender looked at her drink and was about to say something, when Reyna interrupted him. "You heard him. He'll have what I'm having." She winked conspiratorially at the bartender.

The bartender got her message and hid a smile as he turned and hid the bottle of water he poured into the glass. Not that he had to, the young man was completely focused on her.

"So why doesn't it matter?" He asked. "You've piqued my curiosity."

The bartender placed the napkin in front of him and placed the drink on the napkin. Without missing a beat, the young man picked up the drink and took a long swallow. Shortly after, his eyes widened and he spat it back into the glass.

Reyna couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"This is water." He stated blankly.

"What did you think it was?" Reyna chuckled.

The young man looked embarrassed and said, "Honestly? Vodka."

"Quite the difference, I'm sure." She chuckled again.

The young man examined the drink again, then took a drink. "Well you're not here for the open bar. So what are you doing here?"

"Like I said, it doesn't matter. Not anymore." She looked into the water pondering what she was going to do next.

"Oh no you don't. You owe me."

Reyna raised an eyebrow.

The young man picked up his drink and swirled it around as though it were a fine wine, took a sip, and swished it in his mouth as though testing the flavor.

Reyna let out a snort. She rolled her eyes and said, "Fine. I was hoping to make contact with one of them." She looked at her water. "We need their help." She hated admitting it.

"The young man turned serious. "Oh." They were quiet for a moment before he tenitively said, "Maybe I can help."

Reyna looked at him doubtfully. "You?"

"I'm Dick Grayson. I've got some connections with the League."

Reyna gave him a doubtful look.

Dick looked confused at he lack of reaction. "You know, son of the billionaire Bruce Wayne?" He asked hopefully.

"Never heard of him." She answered honestly.

"He set this charity up."

"I'll take your word for it." Reyna turned back to her drink.

The young man looked frustrated for a moment. "The point is, tell me what you need, and I'll get the message to them."

Reyna studied him, trying to detect any type of lie. It was moments like this that she wished she had her faithful pets. They could tell when someone was lying. "Okay. If you fail, I'll just say we tried and then we'll do it my way." Reyna reasoned. She pulled out some papers that they had put together. She handed him the papers that had the exact location of the majority of the kidnappings with a basic description of the place, the kids, and of the enemy. "This is the main place where the kidnappings have been taking place. It's important that you tell them that they are heavily armed."

Dick took the papers. "Kidnappings?" He asked worriedly.

"Yes, that's where children are taken unwillingly." Reyna said sarcastically.

"I know what kidnappings are. But isn't that a local police matter?"

"Maybe, if they weren't bought off." She took another drink of water, finishing it. "You're sure you can get it to them?"

"Consider it done." Dick smirked.

"Okay, then. I'm out of here." She got off her stool and got her balance on her heels.

"Wait!" Dick called out. "How do they get a hold of you?"

"You don't." Reyna emphasized the 'you.' "We'll be watching." With that she left him at the bar.

She was about halfway to the entrance, when the large man she had observed earlier intercepted.

"Well, aren't you a beauty." His drunken breath made her nauseous. "Where you going? Things are just getting interesting." He reached out a hand as though to grab her.

Reyna instantly reacted. She took advantage of his close proximity, grabbed him by the shoulders and kneed him in the groin, hard. There was an unmistakable ripping noise from the movement. The man's eyes widened as he fell to his knees, cradling his privates.. Reyna grabbed his face and said quietly, "Consider this your cold shower. You lay your unwanted hands on another girl, I'll hunt you down and cut it off." She pushed his face away from her, causing him to fall.

She became aware of everyone's eyes on her as she straightened herself. There were a few claps, but otherwise, the room was eerily quiet. She focused on not wobbling as she continued her course to leave the building.