Disclaimer: I don't own Young Justice or its characters. I only own Kenna and any other character I added

You said your offer is nice but here should suffice.
Yeah, my younger years were something but that isn't my life.
Master's all that I've got.
He keeps me having a purpose.
Gives me bed, keeps me fed.
And I'm just slightly nervous of what I might do

-Housebroken-

The Hotelier

Nothing could interrupt the serene atmosphere that surrounded her. In all honesty, she hadn't been this relaxed in a long time. With a content sigh, the teenager leaned back against her furry back rest. The soft snores of Wolf did not disrupt her, in fact the sounds of grunting in the background couldn't even disturb her.

McKenna Summers, nineteen-year-old superhero was perched on the ground, leaning against the over grown wolf. Between her dainty fingers was a favorite pass time of hers. The blonde trained her eyes on the black lettering and let her mind absorb the story she was reading. Recently murder mysteries and horror story had peeked the blondes' interests. Currently, Kujo by Stephan King had captivated her and tended to take up a lot of her free time.

Not much had changed in the past five years, well beside the minor physical changes. Kenna was no longer the short and skinny girl that she was at fourteen. Now at nineteen, Kenna had grown into her body quite nicely. Over the years, she had put on some much-needed weight. By her sophomore year of high school, Kenna had hit the max height of five foot five inches and finally was able to weigh as much as she should be considering how tall she was. The second biggest change in the female was she was no longer strictly blonde. Okay that's a lie, she was still blonde in both mind and hair but a couple months ago, the teen had been convinced to add another color to her pale locks. Now light streaks of caramel could be seen poking out in contrast to the pale locks. Besides the physical changes, nothing else had really changed. Kenna still held onto her tom boy persona but over the years she slowly began to tap into her more feminine side. She blamed Lydia Rhodes for that. Kenna had spent four years of nagging about putting a little effort into her appearance. The most amount of effort she was willing to put in was doing her hair and even that was a stretch.

A loud yawn drew pulled her from her imagination and the girl momentarily looked away from her book to peer at her back rest. Wolf nuzzled his nose closer to her body and gave a content snore when she affectionately rubbed his ears. Before turning back to her book, Kenna gave a disinterested glance to the side, lavender orbs trained on the movement. Rolling her eyes, Kenna let out a small scuff and turned her attention back to her book. A loud grunt rang out into the air followed by a rather odd curse.

"Neptune's beard! You did it to me again! I don't care how many years you trained as Robin, and then Nightwing, one of these days, you're mine, chum." La'gaan grumbled, his body strewn upon ground. Above his head was a holographic panel that told him he had failed. His red eyes then focused on the hand in his view. Grumbling once more, the atlantean grasped the offered hand and felt his body lift from the ground.

"I don't doubt it Lagoon Boy." Came a deep voice and a small smirk. Both males gave each other cheeky grins, their hands still clasped between their bodies.

"La'gaan, take it from someone who knows, it's very satisfying." Came a smooth yet disinterested voice drew both boys' attention towards the only other person in the area. Their eyes' fell on the previously silent female who kept her eyes on her novel while she spoke.

"If I remember correctly he gets really pissy and disappears to go train for a couple hours to patch up his bruised pride. It's actually really amusing." Kenna spoke, not caring to look at the boys. She knew her words caught both males' attention and she was well aware of the slight scowl upon Nightwings visage. She had to do everything she could to keep the smug smile off of her face. Kenna loved giving her leader a hard time, in fact she lived for it. La'gaan glanced at his leader before his eyes flickered back to the other hero and then back to his leader. Nightwing stood with his arms crossed and his masked eyes trained on the female.

"If I remember correctly, you cheated." He called coolly. His words finally caught Kenna's attention and the blonde rose her eyes from the page she was read. Kenna gave a quiet snort and brought a hand up to tuck a strand of her wavy hair behind her ear.

"I never cheated. I just used my other assets." She replied just as coolly. Her eyes then shifted back down towards her novel and brought up her fingers to change the page.

"And besides, it's not my fault you got distracted." She added, her teeth imbedded into her lower lips to contain her grin. Their banter never failed to make her smile. La'gaan once again flickered his gaze between the two, sensing the sexual tension and feeling uncomfortable.

"You guys are the weirdest cou-." La'gaan spoke up only to be interrupted by a loud robotic voice. Kenna sighed and snapped her book shut. The team had just arrived and she needed to get up and greet them. Plus, it didn't help that her ass was numb and the computer had woken up her back rest. Kenna gave Wolf one more affectionate rub and pushed herself to her feet. Her hands came up to straighten the hem of her black t-shirt and adjust the red and black flannel around her waist. She then bent down to grab her book off of the floor. As she stood up, Kenna felt a hand on her shoulder as Karen rushed by her. She watched the retreating girls form and gave a small smile. It seems like the team was successful. Kenna took a few steps towards Nightwing and La'gaan to move out of the walk way. When she caught movement from the zeta tubes, Kenna searched for one person in general, mainly M'gann. When she saw her, Kenna gently nudged the atlantean in the arm and gestured towards the martian. The green boy's eyes lit up like a Christmas light and he scampered off with a wide grin.

"Angelfish!" Kenna couldn't help but grimace at the affectionate nickname as the martian and atlantean embraced each other. She wanted M'gann to be happy, she wanted it more than anything but the bitter truth was that was with M'gann's happiness came Connors unhappiness. Speaking of Connor, the clone pushed past the happy couple and fixed his glare upon them. His eyes then shifted ahead and he continued walking forward. Robin followed the clone but veered off to stand in front of Nightwing and Kenna. Kenna didn't turn her body towards the clone but as he walked by, Kenna stuck out her hand behind her. Knowing the gesture, she was offering, Connor gently grabbed her hand and let it slide through his as he walked by. It was his silent way of saying he was okay and wasn't going to murder anyone, no matter how much he wanted to. Kenna let out a breath of air when the clone passed by. At least he was somewhat okay.

"Clayface is safely back in his Arkham cell." Robin began, catching the blondes' attention away from the retreating clone. Kenna quickly snapped her focus to the current Robin. The boy wonder switched his gaze between the teens in front of him. Kenna's attention was directed towards him while Nightwings was surprisingly on her and not him. It was plain to see that a surge of jealousy had shot through his body with the gesture between the female and the clone. But of course, he quickly shot down those feelings and directing his focus to his little brother.

"Good work." Came the gruff compliment. A smile grew on the boy wonders lips as he shyly glanced at his feet. Kenna gave a soft snort at his awkward stance. It was like looking at her younger self in a mirror.

"I didn't do much." He humbly spoke, his boot skidding against the floor. Kenna let a grin cross her face and moved her hand to ruffle the shorter boy's hair.

"Dude stop being so modest. You did great and I'm sure you did more than you think. Now so you're aware, you may want to go shower. I mean you don't smell as bad as Garfield probably does but you may want to take it into consideration." Her words got an awkward chuckle as the younger teen scratched the back of his neck before glancing back up. Kenna shook her head in amusement.

"Yeah, I may take you up on that offer." Her smile grew large as a blush spread cross his cheeks.

"I'd scram then squirt." She teased and at her words, the boy scampered off. Her eyes followed his movements as she watched him disappear. Little to her knowledge, Nightwing had turned his attention from his retreating brothers form to hers. When she felt his eyes on her, the blonde turned her head back towards the previous boy wonder. His posture mirrored hers, crossed arms and expressionless faces. Kenna's eyes scanned his face and then flickered down to see that the two were standing rather close to one another. Her eyes then flickered back up to meet his masked eyes as he spoke.

"So, are you going to tell me why you feel the need to always undermine me?" He inquired, an eye brow rose in question. Kenna couldn't help but let a smug smile cross her lips.

"Oh, come on bird boy, you know the answer to that. Someone has to knock your ego down to size. It might as well be me." Came her tease, eyes gleaming with mischief. She never failed to challenge his authority, always trying her luck and pushing his buttons until he was ready to snap. It was all in good fun but sometimes he wanted to strangle her. Shaking his head, Nightwing let out a sigh.

"You know…" He began, his masked eyes centering on her form before being interrupted by a voice over the intercom. The smile on the blondes face immediately crumbled and annoyed frown pulled at the corner of her lips.

"I just got emergency alert! United Nations' Headquarters is under attack." Mal's deep voice rang. With those words, a switch flipped inside the team leader. Kenna let out a sigh and rolled her eyes in frustration. It always got under her skin how he could be joking around one moment and the next be giving orders. True, it's what made him a fantastic leader but in a sense, she hated it. She hated the way he could just flip between the two. He had changed over the years, not being much of the jokester he used to be, now settling for a hard ass personality. In some instances, he could be a royal dick…. no pun intended. He took his role as leader seriously which she admired profusely but sometimes it got to his head. That's why she challenged him so much. She had always felt the need to bring out the glimpse of the softer side of his personality. She wanted to see glimpse of his old self, the carefree side that she loved.

Nightwing glanced to the side to see the pinch between the female's brow. He knew well enough to know she was frustrated at him, in fact it happened more often than not.

"Beta's only four blocks away." He called through the coms. He then turned his head towards the female to see she had already left. His eyes sought out her form and focus on it as it walked away from him, probably on her way to go do her assigned job. Her shoulders were tense and he didn't need to see her face to know the frown was still on her pale face and she was more than likely grumbling to herself. He raised his head to the sky and sighed in frustration, the breath he released calming his nerves. She always had to make things difficult.

The blonde continued to grumble under her breath as she walked into the mission room. Her eyes remained trained on the hologram and her sneakers squeaked as she came to a stop. Bringing her hand up, the female swiped it in the air to access the keyboard. Her fingers then moved rapidly across the board, eyes narrowed at the screen.

"You okay shorty?" Her fingers stopped moving momentarily as she glanced to the side to see Mal giving her a questioning look. Kenna took a second to close her eyes and calm her temper. She then turned her head back to her job, fingers picking back up to continue their vigorous typing.

"Oh, you know the usual, contemplating on shoving a fork into our leader's eye." She spoke, eyes not glancing to the side. Her words earned a chuckle from the built male.

"I think you guys could get along without giving him a fork in the eye Kenna." Mal informed in a teasing tone, his eyes glancing away from his own hologram to give the blonde a smirk. Kenna let out a small chortle, bringing her hand up to swipe something on the screen to the right. She gave him a shrug of her shoulders as she spoke.

"I guess there is a first time for everything." She replied. Mal couldn't help but laugh and shake his head in amusement.

"You two have the weirdest relationship." He spoke. Clicking his holographic screen. Kenna let out a snort, a soft smirk on her lips.

"Not my fault you guys don't understand our mutual hatred for each other." Came her retort. With that comment the two fell silent, that is until Kenna felt a presence behind her. She knew exactly who was behind her and switched into her serious mode.

"It looks like Wondergirl and Batgirl are almost there. ETA three minutes." She called over her shoulder towards her leader.

"Good, Mal open a channel." Nightwing said, flickering his gaze from Kenna's back to Mal. Mal looked over his shoulder and gave him a nod.

"Captain Atom, the team's beta squad is in the vicinity. ETA, three minutes." Nightwing spoke.

"Acknowledged Nightwing." Captain Atom spoke through the coms. Once the coms were cut from the watch towers, Nightwing began the regular orders.

"Mal I need you to find out everything you can on this guy. When you find something, be sure to inform beta. We need to make sure they know what they are up against." Mal gave no objections, simply nodding his head.

"McKenna, I need to talk to you." The blonde stopped her typing and whipped her head around, hair following the motion. Nodding her head after a moment, Kenna turned back to her keyboard and swiped her hand to make it disappear. Her body then spun around and she made her way towards the male. The two walked a couple feet away before coming to a stop and turning to face one another. Kenna looked at his expression and tried not to sigh. The blonde had become an expert on the different expressions he had. The teen had about five expressions; I'm just messing with you, I'm the leader so you need to listen to me, I'm angry at you and will probably give you a lecture or two, I really want to make out with you and last but not least, I have something to tell you that is going to frustrate you and probably make you angry but you're not allowed to argue. Of course, he had to be doing the 'I have something to tell you'. Kenna did everything she could to not show her displeasure on her face. It would just make things more difficult.

"I know me telling you this is going to make you pissed at me but I have no other options. M'gann, Connor and I are going to be heading to the watchtower for a meeting and I need you to stay here." Kenna's eyes widen and she could have sworn she was experiencing a bloodlust. She quickly opened her mouth to retort, ready to fight. Seeing that she wasn't taking this well, Nightwing brought his hands up to gently grab both of her upper arms. This needed another approach or she was going to kill him.

"Kenna, Kenna come on listen to me." He tried, his tone pleading. Kenna flared her nostrils as if being a bull ready to charge but she stood still and stared at him intently.

"I know it's not what you want to hear and I'm sorry. Really, I am but I need you here to debrief delta and keep an eye on everyone while Mal digs up leads." He reasoned, ducking his head down lower to be eye to eye with her. She spoke no words, not entirely convinced that she shouldn't argue.

"Blondie please?" He tried and at his affectionate name her resolve broke into shambles. She mentally cursed his hold over her, the way he could just call her that stupid name and have her like putty in his hands. She dropped her head in defeat, a sigh passing her lips.

"Fine, I will stay here. But don't think I am any less angry with you Dick, because I am beyond pissed." She hissed quietly so it would only be heard between the two of them, her hand coming up to jab a finger into his chest as she spoke. And of course, all her previous anger dissipated the second he gave her a heartwarming smile and slide his hands down her arms to grasp her smaller ones. Once again, she was putty in his hands. God, how the fuck could he make her melt like that? Frustration replaced anger expect it wasn't directed at him, more at herself for letting him win her over so easy.

"Thank you for not arguing with me when I know you really want to strangle me." He spoke in a soft tone. He did have a point, strangling him sounded appealing.

"So, you basically I'm in charge of keeping everyone from doing stupid shit." She inquired, raising an eye brow. Her words were able to get a smirk to crack across the male's lips.

"In a sense, yes." Came his reply. She just gave him an unimpressed look.

"So, you mean you want me to mommy them like I did with you and Wally when we were younger?" She watched his mouth open to respond when he quickly closed it and dropped one of her hands to bring his up to his ear. They always seemed to be interrupted.

"Nightwing." He said, keeping in mind the deflated expression the female was wearing on her face. He stood there listening to his coms, the hand still holding hers gently rubbing her knuckles.

"Acknowledged, meet by the zeta tubes." His hand dropped to his side.

"I got to go. I promise I will make it up to you." He said, giving her hand a squeeze before walking away. She watched his retreating form and crossed her arms.

"I hope you know you owe me asshole!" She called after him. He did not turn around but she knew he had heard her. Once he was out of sight, Kenna let out a puff of air. She knew the reason she couldn't go, hell everyone knew that he was babying her. But that was about to change. Kenna had been cleared six weeks ago, and had only taken the back seat to stop his worrying. But now she would no longer let him baby her. Kenna was going to take a matter into her own hands, no matter how pissed she knew he would be.

Her fingers quickly weaved through her hair as she knotted her tresses into a pony tail. It felt odd to have the fabric of her uniform clinging to her skin like it used to. She hadn't warn it in what felt like forever. Once her hair was out of the way, Kenna made her way into the mission room. It was her time for rebellion and like always, Kenna had the tact for making things awkward. The second she walked into the mission room it felt as if she had walked into the freezer. The room became ice cold as everyone's eyes trained on her. Of course, she had to walk in while Nightwing was talking about the mission and he stopped mid-sentence when his eye caught her person. Kenna had to keep the anxiety at bay, being the center of attention always made her cringe. Her feet came to a stop once she was amongst her teammates. She crossed her arms over her chest and looked ahead to avoid all the questioning stares. The team could sense the tension between female and their leader, and flickered their gaze between the two. It was as if they were waiting for Nightwing to rip her a new one. Instead he looked scary calm, His attention focused on the blonde as he stared her down. Kenna did not flinch at his stare, her own challenging him.

"As I was saying, it's all hands-on deck." He continued, making sure to glare once more at the blonde before changing his focus to the rest of the team. Kenna let out a puff of breath, her nerves jittery. Saying he was going to kill her was an understatement.

"The League and the Team will hit all 14 Krolotean Zeta locations simultaneously. Your priorities are to destroy all Zeta-Tubes or platforms and search for any humans that aliens may have abducted." Oh goodie, hostages always made things more complicated than they needed to be.

"As always, Mal is ops manager, coordinating coms from here. Wonder Girl, you and I are alpha. Assignment is Philadelphia." Kenna's eyes slide to the side to see a smile light up on Cassie's face. In her excitement, the young girl jumped into the air and flew off, completely forgetting the fact that she didn't know which sort of transportation they were going to take. Nightwing sighed in frustration, pinching the bridge of his nose. His hand then fell back into its crossed position.

"Batgirl, Bumblebee, you two and Wolf are beta. Your assignment is Vlatavastok." Once the two females had departed the area, that left the last four people of the team. Mal had momentarily left the area to see Karen off. Nightwing switched his gaze between the four of them before he spoke.

"Robin, La'gaan, Beetle you're gamma. Prep the Bio-Ship. You're headed to New Orleans." Kenna had to resist rolling her eyes. He just had to ignore her presence. Blue said nothing as he and La'gann left the area, leaving Kenna and Robin left in the mission room. La'gann on the other hand couldn't help but grumble something under his breathe.

"Gamma always gets the soft gigs." He wasn't wrong, that's for sure. Kenna followed Nightwing's movements as he made his way to the two.

"Tim, you'll be running gamma." The words seem to stump the young detective. His eyes widened under his mask in udder shock.

"Me? Dick, I've never led a squad before." He just couldn't comprehend why he would be choice for leader.

"Making this a good opportunity to get your feet wet as a field leader." Dick tried to reason. Of course, Tim was not stupid, he knew well enough what his sibling was getting at.

"Because it's gamma and you're not expecting trouble? Or because we're stretched thin and you have no choice." Kenna couldn't help slightly grimace at his words. Tim was intelligent, extremely intelligent and he knew well enough that he wasn't the first choice at the moment. Dick turn his head and sighed, this was too much stress right now.

"Just don't die okay?" Kenna was taken back by the comment and she looked at him appalled. Bring up Jason was not the way to motivate the young boy. In fact, it probably would make him second guess his abilities. When the words sunk in, Tim nodded slowly. His eyes then flickered between the two teens in worry. Should they really be left alone together. One might slaughter the other. Catching on to his worried expression, Kenna put on a less then reassuring smile. She gently put her hand on his shoulder and gave it a firm squeeze.

"Go on Tim, I'll be there in a minute." He said no words but glanced between the two once more in hesitation before moving out the room. The second he was gone, the flood gates opened.

"Are you insane?!" Dick yelled, his tone sending a wave of anger through the blonde's body. She whipped around to face him, her eyes narrowed into slits as she pointed an accusing finger at his chest.

"Me? What about you? You can't just bring up Jason and expect that to motivate him." She bit back, her eyes narrowed into slits. They were now chest to chest, glares searing into each other's skin.

"This is not about him McKenna, this is about you undermining my authority, again! You can't keep doing this just because you don't agree with my decisions! I get it, I know you are pissed at me but that gives you no right to challenge me every time you feel like it!" He spat, his hands failing as he talked. A bit of guilt surged through her body. He was right, and yelling at each other would do no good. Closing her eyes, Kenna took a second to calm her temper.

"Look I'm sorry." She spoke, opening her eyes to see he stilled his body. She could feel the anger radiating off him in waves but he said no words, waiting for to continue. Her eye looked up and sought out his, her brain scrambling to find the right way to say how she was feeling.

"I really am. You're right, I need to stop undermining you and it's not or has it ever been my intention to make you angry." She continued, a snort coming from the male's lips in false amusement. He took a breath and let out some of his anger.

"Dick I'm being serious. The only reason I did it just now is because I need you to finally listen to me. Dinah cleared me for field ops six weeks ago. I was supposed to go back out on missions six weeks ago but I didn't because I wasn't going to push you." Her tone had become softer and she stuck out her tongue to wet her chapped lips. She heard him sigh once more and he brought up a hand to rest it on the exposed skin of her hip. The gloved material made her skin tingle as it ran over the pink scar from the bullet wound she had gotten months ago.

"But Dick that was weeks ago, you can't keep babying me. The longer I stay out of the field, the rustier I'm going to get. You and I both know how dangerous that is in this profession." She reasoned, her hand coming up tangle with the hair at the nape of his neck and she gently pulled his head down to rest against hers.

"You know I need to do this." She said, hoping her words had gotten through. Dick took a second to enjoy this moment and he sighed in defeat. At his sigh a small smile cracked across her lips. She had won this battle and swore to herself that she would make it up to him.

"Fine, I won't stop you." He spoke in a raspy voice, pulling away to look her in the eye.

"No unnecessary risks to the squad." She gave him a bright smile and vigorously nodded her head. The two starred at each other for a few more seconds before Dick dropped his hand from her body. Out of strictly impulse, Kenna rose on her tip toes and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"I promise I won't get hurt and I will make sure Tim doesn't get in over his head." She spoke, coming back down to her regular height. She gave him once last reassuring smile before stepping back from him. Her feet carried her towards the exit.

"I mean it Kenna, no unnecessary risks to you or the team." He called after her retreating form.

"It's Gamma Dick, what could happen?" She called over her shoulder. Her feet carried her through the familiar halls of the place she called home for a good part of four years. As she came to the hanger bay her nerves began to act up. She hadn't been on a mission in what felt like eternity. Her eyes sought out the red of the bioship and a smile spread across her lips when she saw it was still docked. If they had left without her, Kenna would have killed Tim. She could be scarier then Dick on an off day. He may have the intimidating bat stare mastered but she was a molotov cocktail of short temper and bottled up anger. Her boots clunked against the floor as she walked up the back hatch. She could feel the eyes of the three males boring into her skin as she spun her chair around before sitting in it.

"Well I'll be damned. I didn't think he would actually cave and let you come. I guess he sent you here to babysit us." La'gaan called in amazement. Kenna let out a snort at the fish boys remark. She could feel the familiar feeling of her stomach rising as the bioship took off.

"If he's babysitting anyone it's me. The only reason he let me come is because I bitched at him while appealing to his logical side." She spoke with a humorless laugh. Her feet kicked her chair around and she looked at the team of boys.

"Don't get me wrong, he's definitely babying you guys. Especially you." Kenna teased, flickering her gaze to the boy wonder. Robin looked at her and sighed, directing his eyes to the fabric of his pants. Deep down he knew she was right.

"Do you think you could talk to your boyfriend and get him to give us better missions?" La'gaan asked, drawing the blondes attention towards him. Kenna just blinked rapidly trying to process his question

"He is not my boyfriend." She denied. What annoyed her was the fact that all three boys snorted at her words. Her eyes narrowed and she turned to look Jaime as he spoke.

"Could have fooled us." He spoke, a cheeky grin on his face. Is that what everyone thought of the two of them seriously? They weren't dating, and haven't been for a while. Kenna sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Okay one, why is everyone always so interested in my non-existent love life? And two, I'm not going to convince him to give you better missions. If you want him to give you better missions, then you need to prove that you can handle your shit. You need to show him that you are up for the task. That's the only way he's going to cave." The blonde spoke, her hands moving as she talked. Her gaze flickered between the three boys to make her point. If they wanted something they needed to fight for it.

Kenna cursed herself for ever thinking things could be simple. They couldn't just find a few aliens and be done with it. No, they had to stumble upon an entire fucking base of stolen tech with and a horde or better yet an army of miniature aliens. They spoke with screeches and flailing arms. Kenna's back rested against a concrete slab. Robin and the boys followed her lead and peeked over the top to see what was going on. Moments like this, the blonde was glad to not have the position of leader. Her anxiety would cloud her judgement and knowing her luck it would get everyone killed. Robin lifted his hand and pressed it to the communicator in is ear. Kenna also missed mind link that her happy-go-lucky martian provided.

"Gamma to cave, we hit the motherload. Huge base with alien tech. Multiple zeta platforms and more Kroloteans than I can count." That definitely was an understatement. They walked into something they were not entirely prepared for.

"Acknowledged. We'll send backup but until then, lay low." Kenna vague heard from the com in her ear. She felt a tap on her shoulder and Kenna whipped her head around to look at Blue.

"That may be a problema, ese." He spoke, pointing towards the giant platform. Kenna pinched her eyebrows together in confusion before looking to where he was point. Her eyes widened in fear as she watched her face and the face of the others change on the screen. The only word that flooded through her brain was shit. Fuck, they were compromised.

"Ah crap baskets." She called out. As if a nightmare was starting, thousands of Kroloteans began crawling down the platform towards them.

"Boy's I think it's time that we get our shit together." She called, her body coming up from her crouched position. The small aliens came barreling towards them, screeches filling the air. Kenna could feel the familiar and exhilarating feeling speed through her body. Her powers crackled between the between her finger tips and her eyes turned a florescent purple. It felt amazing, like stretching a limb she hadn't in used in quite some time. The only reason she hadn't attacked was because she was waiting for Robin to make the call.

"She's right, form up! Blue, remember your six! Siren take out as many as you can at once." An evil grin pulled at her lips, bringing her hand up. Her eyes trained onto one particular Krolotean in the midst of a large group. A swirling orb of black and purple formed in her palm and with the closing of her fist, the little alien was sucked into the center of her phase lock. It let out a screech, much like the large amount of its friends who were pulled into the gravity of the sphere. Kenna gave a small flick of her wrist, an explosion of energy knocking out forty plus aliens. She continued the attack once more, more frantically then before. She flicked her wrist once more and expelled her powers. When the sphere disappeared, Kenna let out a screech when three Kroloteans launched themselves at her. So much for having powers as an advantage. Looks like she was going to have to do this the old-fashioned way. Before they could touch her, Kenna shot out her leg and kick one away from her. The other two clawed at her body and she let out a snarl. One had crawled over her shoulders and up onto of her head. The other one held onto the front of her chest, grasping the fabric of her holster for balance. Kenna's hand lifted above her and latched onto the small body perched above her head. It let out a surprised screech as she pitched it forward into a smaller group of aliens. The one in front of her, then began to try and claw her eyes out. Kenna let out a growl in annoyance, adrenaline pumping through her veins. She had to almost rip her uniform to get the little monster off. When she did, the first thing that came to mind was to punt it like a football.

"They just keep coming. We need a plan here." She yelled, sending out her fist to punch another in the head before swooping low to have one jump over her head. She was about to send another kick but stopped when sonic waves circled her body, knocking out the surround Kroloteans. She glanced up to see Blue smiling down at her. Her attention was immediately drawn away to the loud echoes of screeching and to her surprise, the aliens running away from them. What the fuck was going on?

"He said what?" Blue called in alarm. Kenna raised her eye brow. Was he talking to himself. Had spent more time with Jaime when he was out of his suit then when he was in his suit.

"What?" She called up. He looked down at her then glanced back up.

"You can understand them? How?" Robin inquired, twirling his bow staff into the approaching aliens.

"I-I don't know exactly, but I can. Hefe's ordering all the Kroloteans to zeta off world. He said he set the base to self-destruct in four minutes!" Blue replied, planting his feet on the ground. Kenna's eyes grew the size of saucers.

"They have a bomb!?" She squealed in alarm. Her eyes shifted to find Robin. He had to be the one to decided what they did.

"Then we're getting out. Anything else I need to know?" Robin called, fighting his way towards them. Lagoon Boy followed his leader's movements and ran towards the team, his body shrinking back to its normal size.

"He said something about sacrificing the playthings below?" God that just sounded so wrong. It took a couple seconds before the answer dawned on them.

"Aw, man, the abductees!" Robin called as if it were the most obvious answer.

"Three minutes thirty, ese, then boom!" Blue interrupted, using his hands to make the news more significant. Shit, they didn't have a lot of time. Her eyes flickered over to the young leader. She knew what she would do, even if it went against Nightwings orders. They just had to see if Robin would come to the same conclusion as she.

"And Nightwing said no unnecessary risks to the squad. But this is necessary. Below! We have to get below! "He contemplated, looking around for then exit.

"There!" Lagoon Boy called, pointing to three holes on the other side of the area. Kroloteans were using it to exit or enter the area.

"Beetle, on point, go!" Robin ordered. Blue nodded, his wings veering out as he put his hands together to form a sort of shield. As he flew forward, Kroloteans were knocked off their feet. The rest of the team sprinted after the teen, each sliding down the hole. Kenna rolled to her feet after coming out of the hole. Her eyes looked up and caught a large cage at the end of the small corridor. People yelled for help, their hands waving through the bars. Good, they had found the abductees. After instructing Blue to pick up the last remaining alien, he looked over to Kenna and gesture with his head for her to follow him. She gave him a firm nod, her legs picking up to run after him. The closer she got to the cage, the more people she was able to count. There had to be at least ten captives.

"It's Robin!"

"The Boy Wonder!"

"And Siren!"

"Thank Heaven!" The people cheered as the two teens skid to a stop in front of the bars. Of course, the second the other two teens showed appeared the group of survivors began to squeal.

"More aliens!" They cried, huddling together. Kenna could feel the tic on her forehead begin to pulse. This is why she hated other people. They were here to help them, the least they could do was appreciate the rescue.

"Get this open!" Robin commanded, glancing over his shoulder to look at Lagoon Boy. He nodded, concentrating his powers to expand his body. Kenna rapped a hand around Robin's bicep and pulled him closer to her to avoid the two of them getting pushed off the edge of the path. The Atlantean leaned forward and pried the large cage in half, setting free the apologetic people. People flooded down the path, holding onto each other to keep from getting separated. Robin looked toward Blue and eyed the smaller alien.

"Ask him the fastest way out." Robin said, earning a very confused expression from the teen.

"Dude, I don't speak the…. Wait, you can? Well, what are you waiting for?" Blue started before his conversation shifted towards himself. The three teens just blinked in amusement.

"Blue's an odd little fish, isn't he?" Lagoon Boy spoke, his tone completely stumped. Kenna crossed her arms and watched the boy make screeching noises.

"I'd say he's more of an awkward little doodle." She suggested. Blue quickly turned his attention to his friends.

"This way!" He yelled, his finger pointing in the direction they had come from. The sound of her feet pounding against the ground was the only thing on her mind. She stopped momentarily to herd the group of frightened people into the water before diving under herself. Her legs kicked furiously, hands clawing towards the surface. The water around her shook and the force of the explosion made her body tumble in the water. The small amount of air she had left was knock from her mouth, coming out in tiny bubbles. She was so close to the surface and when she finally broke through, she coughed harshly to rid her lungs of the excess water. Her body gently rocked against the waves, and she glanced behind her to see the inferno, like a giant mushroom cloud fill the air. Splashes beside her caught her ears and she pivoted her body in the water to see the rest of the team and abductees pop their head out of the water. She did a mental count of the people surrounding her, the count coming up short. They were missing La'gaan. Where the hell was he? Her eyes searched around for the green boy, but she soon got distracted by the copious amounts of league and team members starring at them from their various hoover crafts. Her eyes trained on the super cycle, her gaze meeting that of her ex-boyfriend's stoic face.

"That's right! Gamma squad rules!" La'gaan cheered coming up out of the water right next to her. Kenna jumped away from him, a squeal ripping past her lips.

"God damnit La'gaan!" She yelled, her hand quickly splashing him out of anger. She tried immensely to maintain her glare but the boys shit eating grins broke her hard exteriors. She could hear a few laughs from above and she looked back up. Nightwing crossed his arms and leaned forward to rest on the super cycle. What caught everyone off guard was the grin that crossed their leaders. Face.

"Dude! Way to get your feet wet!" Nightwing congratulated. Kenna let a tired smile cross her lips and she brought her hand up to ruffle the boy wonders sopping wet locks. He gave her a grin, his confidence and self-esteem through the roof. Her last bit of energy was used to lean back and let her body gently float against the water. Her eyes then close, succumbing the exhaustion of her body. It felt good to be back in the game.

She was total surprised that she hadn't passed out as she trudged up the stairs. Kenna had at least enough brain power to mind the noise she made as she walked down the hallway towards her apartment door. Her hand fished through her bag, hoping to find the lanyard holding her keys and school I.D. She gave a quiet aha as she pulled the Pokémon lanyard from its hiding place. Her body cringe when her keys slightly jingled. Light scratching could be heard against the door and she frantically flipped through the keys. When she found it, Kenna looked up and placed it into the lock. The scratching increased and she hurriedly unlocked the door and opened it. A smile pulled at her lips and she close the door behind her. She let out a giggle and fell to her knees. A black ball of fur tackled her.

"Hi baby." She cooed, looking into the loveable brown eyes of her three-year-old black lab, Morty. The dog happily yipped as his master rubbed his ears affectionately. Kenna giggled once more and leaned forward to kiss his furry muzzle. Of course, he tried to assault her with licks. Kenna leaned away to keep him from licking her face.

"Morty, no licking." She spoke, giving him one more kiss before standing up. She glanced down once more to see him wag his tail. Sighing, Kenna placed her bag on the kitchen counter to her left. Her tired eyes trained on the cabinets by the fridge. Her legs moved on her own accord, weaving around the counter to enter the kitchen. Morty followed her every step, eager to go to bed and cuddle his human. She was going through her nightly ritual. Kenna took one hand to open the handle of the white fridge. Bending down, Kenna tiredly searched for the orange juice. When she founded it, her hand shot out and snatched t. The next thing she did was place it on the counter and grabbed the orange pill bottle that was easily insight. Her eyes trained on the number of little white pills and she sighed. She was going to have to get a refill of her anti-depressants. With no real thought, Kenna quickly spun the cap off and shook out two pills. Before placing the cap back on, she popped the two pills into her mouth. She then closed the cap only to take a swig of the orange juice to wash the pills down. Her eyes turned down towards her dog and she raised an eyebrow.

"What do you want Morty?" She asked as if the dog understood. He just simply stared at her with perked ears and a wiggling tail. Then it dawned on her; she hadn't gotten his treat. She opened the fridge once more and placed the fruit juice back into the cooler. Her hands then opened the cabinet right above her head and she pulled out a red bag full of soft dog treat. Without looking over her shoulder, Kenna pitched a treat over it. The scurry of feet made her assume that Morty was searching for his treat. She placed the bag back in the cabinet and closed it with a yawn. In her sleepy mindset, the blonde walked back to her door and locked it before shutting off the living rooms lights. Her feet then carried her to her room, clothes falling to the floor with each step she took. It was three in the morning and Kenna could barely keep her eyes open. By the time her legs hit silk comforter, Kenna was left in nothing but her black t-shirt and her panties. Her body fell face forward into the sheets and she struggled to wiggle her way under them. Once she was situated, Kenna let her eyes adjust to the light. She could feel the bed shift in the middle; an indication that Morty had found his comfortable place. With a sigh, Kenna rolled over to stare at the empty side of the bed. It always felt odd to sleep in the same bed as someone and not have them here. Sighing once more, Kenna closed her eyes and let sleep encase her body and her mind.

Author's Note: Hey guy's. So here it finally is, the start of the second season. I have been waiting for this for so long. And as I read of this chapter, I came to the conclusion that they may one of the better chapters I have written. It feels so nice to write from the mindset of a nineteen year old rather than the a fourteen year old. It's mainly because I can now start write things like sexual tension and other things that Kenna can understand now that she's older. And I'm sorry to say but Dick and Kenna are not currently an item. I know some of you wanted it but let be honest, Dick is a man whore, especially with how hot he got. Let's all be honest, the boy is very aware of how good looking he is and how to use it too his advantage. But anyway, things between them are complicated and won't get any easier. Okay enough rambling, I love you all and I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review, favorite, follow, all of that fun jazz. Until next times nerds.