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Or I could just drive away.

Save us both the trouble.

Save it for another day, with more lies and more fights.

Setback further from the place we used to love.

I wish that we could just stop this cycle.

-Bad News-

Misser

"Kenna get up."

"... "

" Come on squirt get up"

"Grrrrrrr"

"McKenna Lillian Summers, get your ass out of bed or you're getting a bucket full of ice water."

"One, this is your bed. Two, I would highly advise against that if I were you Thomas Michael Summers. Now if you will excuse me, my pillow is having separation issues."

Tommy stood to his full height and huffed as he watched his sister glare at him before rolling over to face wall. Sighing, he ran his fingers through the tangled locks of his bed head. Out of frustration, he pinched the bridge of his nose. His sister really knew how to aggravate him. Dropping his hand, Tommy used his last tatic. Careful not to sit on her, Tommy planted himself on the edge of the bed by her feet.

"Ken, you have to get up and get ready for school. You can come back after and sleep." He gently prodded, placing a hand on her arm that was hidden under the cover.

"I can say I'm sick. You could call Dinah and have her call me in." Kenna pathetically argued. Tommy gave a small chuckle as he spoke.

"Sorry squirt, but i'm not going to be an accomplice in your crime. Besides, it's late start and early release."

"Then why are you so keen on me getting up?" She groaned, rolling over to half heartedly glare at her older sibling. He gave her a charming smile and patted her arm before clamboring to his feet. She watched him walk over to his dresser, pulling out a green long sleeved shirt and a pair of black jeans.

"First of all, I have my Gen Ed class at eight thirty which means you would be staying in my dorm all by yourself. Do you really want that? The other reason is breakfast. If you want any food then you have to get up. You tend to be very bitchy when you don't get your breakfast." He called over his shoulder and grinned when he felt a pillow collide with his back. He turned around to see his sister sitting up, her hair sticking up in different directions due to the static of the pillow. Her glare did not faze him, actually he found her attempts to intimidate him funny and adorable. Even when they were kids he had found his sister cute when she pouted. Now he was looking at an older, more comical version of her as she radiated annoyance.

"I remember when you used to be cool." She grumbled. Her words only gained a chuckle as her brother moved towards her. Leaning down, he placed a loving kiss on top of her messy bed head.

"Go get dressed Ken." He spoke softly before leaning up and moving to the bathroom. When the door clicked shut Kenna sighed, running her dainty fingers through her bangs. Guess it was time to get ready for hell.

"So what other classes do you have today? Could we maybe do something?" She asked her brother, leaning forward in the plastic seat to grab the glass of orange juice. She leaned back in the chair and waited for her brother to respond. Her eyes followed his hand movement, watching as he brought the slice of pancake to his lips. He did not answer right away for his mouth was full of mush. Swallowing the food, Tommy glanced up from his plate to answer his sibling.

"I have my Graphic Design class at noon, then I have to get started on a paper for my history class. Then I have my Public Speaking class at six. Sorry Ken, but my day is pretty swamped." Tommy replied, taking a swig of his own glass of orange juice. He didn't miss the dejected expression that had crossed the short girls face. He watched as she let out a quiet sigh, glancing around the open court yard of Gotham University. The leaves had already turned and now they littered the ground. You could not step anywhere without the familiar crunch of the red and orange leaves beneath your feet. Tommy gazed over the top of his glass at the blonde. With a sigh, he placed it down on the glass table. His brow pinched together in worry. She had been acting odd for the past couple of weeks. He had decided to try and lift her spirits by inviting her to come stay with him for the weekend. He had asked his roommate if it was cool for him to crash in his bed while his sister stayed a few day. Tommy's roommate had gone on a vacation with his family and had no problem with the blonde boy crashing in his bed while Kenna visited. Originally, he had thought she would have stayed for the weekend but a weekend turned into six days. It was not like he didn't enjoy spending time with his baby sister, he was just worried.

"Kenna we got to talk." Kenna glanced down at her plate, her fork pushing the untouched scrambled eggs around the plate.

"Ken, it's not that I don't want you here. That's not it at all, but why haven't you gone home? I'm sure your friends miss you." His words got no reaction. She continued to play with her food, not really wanting to answer his question. The truth was she needed a break. She need a break from the depression that clung to the walls of the cave. She need some space from the team and time to just focus on her and her life. Staying with her brother was proving to be a nice change of environment. They had their time for homework and then they would hang out, watch some movies, play some video games. It really had been a fresh breath of air.

"Did you get into a fight with one of them? Do I need to kick some asses?" The mere image that popped into her mind caused a giggle to escape her lips. Leaning forward, Kenna placed her elbows on the table and her fingers gripped her hair. The small giggle morphed into a warm laugh. The thought of her brother taking on a bunch of teenagers with superpowers was a hysterical.

"Oh my god Tommy! They have superpowers man. You do know that you would get your white boy ass handed to you by Robin and Artemis alone? And they don't even have any superpowers! Can you imagine would would happen if you took on the superpowered ones?" She said between breaths. Tommy looked at his sister and smiled. Finally, he had gotten a smile out of her.

"Even if they would hand me my ass, I'm still going to fight for you. So tell me honestly, did you get into a fight with them?" He spoke softly, sticking his fork into another piece of pancake. Kenna let her giggles die down and she glanced up from her plate to look him in the eyes.

"The truth is I needed some time away from it all. Lately I haven't been feeling like myself," She paused, glaring softly at the her sibling as he let out a snort.

"And coming here, spending time with you is helping me relax. I love them all but I need some space. Things have been hectic with school and with the team that I feel like i'm being pulled in multiple directions. It was just easier to stay in a place where I felt safe and relaxed. Honestly Tommy, I'm okay. I just needed a change in scenery." She replied with a shrug of her shoulders.

"Well that's good to hear. Now eat your breakfast. School starts soon for you." Tommy said, biting down on his fork. Kenna couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Yes mom." She mocked, earning a childish gesture from her twenty year old sibling. When they finished breakfast, the brother and sister made their way to Gotham Academy. Tommy had walked her to school everyday this week, even when he didn't have a morning class. She would never voice it but the simple act made her feel loved. They both came to a stop at the school's courtyard. As she peered around she caught sight of a familiar brunette. Her eyes then shifted to the red head beside her. Both girls were looking in her direction and she gave them a small wave. Turning back to her companion, raising an eyebrow at his wandering eyes.

"Man I miss this place." Kenna couldn't help the puzzled expression that crossed her visage.

"Are you actually serious?" She deadpanned. Her brother laughed and smiled, shaking his head.

"Fuck that no! College is way better than this hellhole. Later squirt!" He said, bringing a hand up to gently ruffle her hair. Giving him a tired smile, watching as he walked away. Shaking her head in amusement, she turned on her heel and made her way towards the girls. Sighing, she ran her fingers through her messy locks courtesy of her annoying sibling. Her feet came to a stop at the stairs, raising an eyebrow at the dreamy gaze that was plastered upon the redheads face. Curiously, Kenna peered over her shoulder in the direction of where the female was looking. When she caught sight of the girls attention she whipped around to glare at the ginger.

"Can you please stop ogling at my brother. It's fucking weird."

"It's not my fault your brother is an appealing piece of eye candy." Lydia restored. She snickered when the blondes face mirrored disgust.

"Okay can you just not."

"I'm not the only one who thinks he's hot you know." Kenna shook her head, turning to stare at the other female present.

"Allison please tell me…" She didn't finish her sentence, giving the brunette hopeful eyes. Allison blushed, biting her bottom lip. Kenna couldn't help but let her jaw drop.

"ALLISON!" The blonde screeched. Lydia cackled and Allison put her hands up in surrender.

"What!? It's true, he is quite attractive." Allison pathetically squeaked. Kenna shook her head in denial.

"Traitors!" Kenna spoke, making her way up the stairs. When they caught her movements, Lydia and Allison scrambled to catch up with the blonde.

"Just because we find your brother hot does not make us traitors McKenna!" Lydia called after the blonde. A satisfied smirk passed her lips when she saw the short girl physically shutter. She always had to be so dramatic.

As hard as she tried, Kenna could not keep herself from glancing at him. They hadn't said a single word towards each other since he had opted on ignoring her existence. Finding herself having no motivation to listen to the teacher's lecture, instead she busied herself by glancing at her former friend. Dick sat only a few seats away from her. Her eyes scanned over his face, paying attention to the crease between his eyebrows as he scribbled notes into one of his various spiral notebooks. Sighing through her nose, Kenna leaned on her hand, her cheek squishing against her palm. She then chose this moment to zone back into the lecture. Her eyes lazily scanned over the large, very out of style frames of her teachers glasses.

"This will be due Monday. You may work independently or with one other person, and I mean it! We all know more than two gets this class rowdy." He spoke, glaring at each person to emphasize his words. Kenna had to suppress a groan, dropping her head against the arms she had crossed on the desk. She hated group work. All group work taught her was how much she despised other people but that wasn't the main reason. She only ever partnered with one person in this class and he currently was avoiding her. Well at least his fan club could have him for a little while. Leaning over to the side, Kenna fished out her note book and a mechanical pencil. When she glanced back up she caught the movement in front of her desk. She watched as a tall brunette weaved around her desk and stopped in front of Dick's. Kenna rolled her eyes, of course when she didn't get up to move towards the by someone else had to swoop in.

"Hey Dick, I was wondering if you wanted to work together." The girl asked, batting her eyelashes for extra emphasis. What Kenna hadn't expected was for Dick to look over his shoulder and look at her. Their eyes met and she felt confusion wash over her in waves. The connection was broke as he turned to look back up at the girl. His words seemed to surprise both the brunette and the blonde.

"Sorry Becky but I think I'm going to do this one on my own." Kenna binked in puzzlement as did the other grl.

"O-oh um okay." She stuttered, wringing her hands awkwardly as she stepped away from the blue eyed boy's desk. Once the girl was no longer in his vicinity, Dick once again peered over his shoulder to gaze at her. The two stared at each other, almost as if having a silent conversation between their eyes.

"McKenna." Completely ignoring her name, Kenna continued to eye the black haired boy. She even missed the mass that came to stand in front of her desk.

"Ms. Summers!" A voice boom and Kenna visibly jumped, snapping her gaze up to meet the annoyed face of Mr. Wallis. Her eyes moved from his face to the small pink slip that he held out to her between his index and middle finger. Hesitantly she grabbed the slip from his hands as he spoke.

"You are wanted in the dean's office Ms. Summers." Kenna looked him in the eye before glancing down at the slip in her hand, reading the words to verify his words. Slowly standing up, Kenna softly glared at the group of people. Mr. Wallis had walked away which means she didn't have to hold her tongue. She turned to glare at a particular group of girls that had crowded in the corner of the room.

"Why don't you take a picture it lasts longer. Seriously, you all act as if I just killed seven people." She sneered. Kenna once again rolled her eyes as she made her way to the door of the classroom, the whispers and giggles fueling her annoyance. The door clicked shut behind her and she trudged towards the dean's office. What could she have possibly done? As she made her way there, multiple possibilities flooding through her brain. Was she in trouble? She had not once gone to the dean's office. She had not ditched any class and she wasn't failing any classes so what could it be? Turning to her right, Kenna walked through the open doorway. Her eyes scanned the open office before falling on the secretary. Awkwardness flowed through her veins and she took a few steps towards the typing woman. The woman stopped typing and peered above her glasses.

"What do you need sweetie?" She asked, giving the short female a comforting smile.

"I was given a pass." Kenna said, nervously handing the woman the pink slip. The woman scanned the small paper and nodded.

"Mr. Garcia will see you know. Just head to the left and you will find his office at the end of the hall." Kenna could only nod slowly, apprehensively turning to walk down the hallway.

"Don't worry sweetie, your not in trouble." The secretary's words did not seem to make her any less tense. As she made her way to the door at the end of the hall she stopped in front of the door. Bringing her hand up, Kenna gently rapped her knuckles against the wood of the door. She paused for a few seconds and opened the door when she heard a faint 'come in.' As she opened the door, the secretary's words rang through her head. For the older woman did not know how wrong she truly was.

"Ah there you are Ms. Summers. Sir this is McKenna Summers. McKenna it is my pleasure to introduce you to Mr. Lex Luthor, CEO of Lex Corps." Kenna could feel every muscle in her body freeze, unwilling to move and even breath. Her eyes followed as the bald man stood to his feet and turned to look at her with a devious smile. She involuntarily gulped, memories of the their last meeting playing before her as some sick and twisted film. She hadn't felt this helpless feeling since her days at Cadmus. Kenna could feel the bile raise in her throat when she noticed Luthor's expression become even more sinister. She knew he could sense her crippling fear. Her lack of movement proved his theory.

"Come please sit." Mr Garcia suggested, gesturing to the unoccupied seat in front of the mahogany desk. Tentatively stepping towards the chair, Kenna never strayed her eyes from Luthor's form. He sat back down in his chair, crossing his legs and lacing his hands together. His stature radiated confidence, which seemed to dominate her skittish aura.

"Mr. Luthor is here to offer you a wonderful opportunity for a position as an intern at Lexcorp." The words ran in through one ear and out the others. He really was a piece of work, the man truly was a despicable human being. She glanced from her dean back to Luthor, trying to fry his brain with her glare. The look did not faze Luthor at all and he turned from her to give the other male a charming smile.

"Is it alright if I was aloud a few moments with this young lady to discuss my opportunity. It is a very private matter that must stay between my company and the applicant." Luthor requested. Kenna could see the puzzled expression that passed Garcia's elderly face before it he put on a fake smile.

"Of course, I will be outside if you need anything Mr. Luthor." He hesitantly said, standing to his feet. He straightened his suit jacket, buttoning the material closed before making his way out of the room. When she heard the door click shut, Kenna shifted her body to completely face the businessman. Her eyes shifted from his face to the figure standing behind him.

"I see you still have your little bitch following you around like a guard dog." She spat, crossing her arms over her chest. If looks could kill, the man across from her would have body parts scattered around the area. Luthor only chuckled, the sound sending unpleasant chills down her spin.

"I see you still have that bite to your personality my dear. It truly is amusing how witty you are." He restored. Kenna's glared, her teeth gritting together as she felt hatred and anguish roll off her in waves.

"Cut the bullshit Luthor. We both know you're not here to give me a fucking internship. What's your angle you sick bastard?" She maliciously spat. His grin was really starting to piss her off. What the hell was he doing here? Her eyes watched as he stood to his feet. He spoke no words as he walked over towards the window. She hadn't realized how dark the office was. The light of the blinds reflected on his face making his persona more threatening.

"I have come to recollect what you owe." His words made her widen her eyes.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" She seethed, nails digging into the flesh of her thigh.

"Well your debt of course." He spoke as if it was the simplest thing in the world. She watched him turn around to gaze at her.

"I don't owe you shit!"

"Oh but you do. Who took care of you, made sure you were fed and taken care of you all those years? Took you in off the streets and gave you a home." Not being able to stop herself, Kenna shot to her feet. Anger clouded her mind and she raised her hand. She could feel her powers crackle between her fingers. Of course her threat was met as Luthor's guard dog raised her hand in attack. Gotta love mutually assured destruction.

"TOOK CARE OF ME?! You kidnapped me! Took me from my home and sent me to a place where I was tortured for two years straight! You turned me into a monster, had your science pick and prod at my brain! YOU TURNED ME INTO A MURDERER! I owe you nothing you sadistic prick! You don't own me!" She all but screamed, chest heaving with every word.

"I do own you according to your parents." He smirked, watching as she faltered slightly.

"Come now McKenna. We both know your parents sold you to me for a reasonable sum. I owned you and did what I saw fit. Now little girl I would stand down and listen to what I have in mind, unless you would like to put your friends in danger. What were their names, Ms. Rhodes and Ms. Reed?" Kenna could feel her blood run cold. No h-he couldn't threaten them. Weighing her options, Kenna slowly lowered her hand.

"Good girl." He praised, signaling for Mercy to lower her powered hand. Kenna could feel her power dissipate as she glared holes into the blue carpet.

"What do you want from me?" She pathetically asked. She could sense his movement and stilled her body as he stepped closer to her person.

"I want you at my full, disposal when I call for you, no questions asked and I would not test me child for it will not end well for you or any other person you care for." He spoke before making his way towards the door. His hand twisted the doorknob and he pried the door open.

"I'll be in touch." With that Lex Luthor exited the room letting the door click shut softly behind him. When he was gone, Kenna felt her body crumple to the floor, a horrified feeling crushing her soul. She could feel her body begin to shake in a cold sweat and tears began to leak from her eyes. Kenna wrapped her arms around her body, curling in on herself. What was she supposed to do now?

Author's Note: Hey guy's! I'm so sorry this chapter is a little late. Spring Break is over and now I'm back in school. I will tell you that the next couple of weeks are going to be hectic because I have twenty more day's until I graduate. School is going to take up a a lot of my time and I'm sorry. Just bare with me please. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I am happy to announce that depressed Kenna is going to pretty much disappear in the next chapter. Next chapter she will actually tell the team her feelings and you will get to see Robin's point of view on the dilemma. Oooo what does Lex want with Kenna? Bet you weren't expecting me to have her get blackmailed by Luthor. As the next few chapters go on, you guys will fully get to see what happened to Kenna while she was at Cadmus! I'm so excited, you guy's have no idea. Okay enough of me. Review, favorite, follow, all that fun shit. Love you guy's!3