A/N: New revised version of Chapter 4. Concerning the ages, will discuss it now.
Impulse, Wonder Girl, Beast Boy, Robin, Sophia(about to turn 16): 15
Blue Beetle, Static Shock, Emily(about to turn 17) : 16
Melissa(about to turn 18): 17
Nightwing, Zatanna: 18
Rocket, Batgirl, Lagaoon Boy:19
Bumble Bee, Guardian, Miss Martian, Superboy, Tigress: 21
Aqualad, Red Arrow: 22
If I wrote all the arguments we had while making our running away plans, I wouldn't have time to explain everything so I'll just tell you briefly our main problems and how to solve them: 1. Our parents. This was probably the biggest of the others we faced. Let's be honest folks(this means the kids reading this, you adults go do something else),parents are way too overprotective and logical for their kids well being. So just walking up and going "Hi mom! Me and the girls are going to see the Justice League because our dimension and earth 16 have become one whole dimension and now we have to split them apart or something bad will happen," Would probably end up with us getting sent to Arkham asylum. Bluntly telling them is completely out of the question. The only other option that sounded good to us was sneaking out of the house. The good news was that Sophia's mom is a very sound sleeper( I don't think she'd wake up if a tornado appeared in her room with a bunch of loud marching bands running around her room). After discussing our plans, our aunt called us downstairs to go to Sophia's house. 20 minutes later, the girls and I are going over the plan again while our mothers are in the living room, talking about work or something. We slowly came out. "Hey mom," Sophia asked, "Can we have another sleepover?" The women looked at each other then her mother replied. "Well, sure. I don't have work tomorrow, just make sure to keep quiet during the night." Yeah, we'll make sure to keep quiet. Real quiet.
Returning back to the plan, a flaw in it was we had no idea what to do, in the of chance that someone found us leaving or trying to leave the house in the middle of the night. After a long time of thinking and no answers we decided to move on to something else, after the decision that if we were caught we'd just make something up then. Next problem, Transportation. At first Sophia thought it would be a good idea to hitchhike to save money, but I quickly decided that would be a bad idea. I mean, isn't it bad enough that when you hitchhike there's that danger of meeting a psycho murderer, but now cause we are in this particular mess, now we have to worry about meeting the joker instead? I don't think so. For sure, hitchhiking was out. And after finding out that airplane tickets could be tracked, we figured train travel was the best way to go. Last problem, How to convince super heroes that this actually happened and not that we were crazy loons. Well, I'll put it this way: we really had no clue on how to do this so we decided to wait until we got there. A few hours later everything was set and ready to go. The tickets were bought, our bags had been packed, and everyone was either exited or nervous or both( I was both).
We were laying around in Sophie's room, waiting until her mom fell asleep. A few minutes later snoring could be heard from Sophie's moms room. We quickly jumped into action. Earlier we had looked for all of the black clothes we had and hid them under our pjs. I pulled on a pair of black jeans, t shirt, and combat boots. Sophia put on black tights, skirt, and a black sweater. Melissa put on black jeans, converse, and a leather jacket to hide her yellow top. Once we were dressed, I quietly opened the window and grabbed the rope we bought for this exact reason. After securely tying the rope we began to slowly climb down. Once we reached the ground we began to walk quickly, but silently, towards the train station. When we arrived, we quickly got on the train. We were seated in second class. It was a fairly nice place, and once we found our small room we changed into our pjs and laid down to sleep.
When I woke up the next morning, I almost panicked, but then I remembered everything. The dimensions. Planing. Running away. It all came back. And as I sat there, I couldn't help but wonder what we had just gotten ourselves into. I mean we were just kids turned teens. It wasn't like we had super powers, and now the police are probably after us. Sighing, I got up and put on a pair of jeans, a black t shirt, and my combat boots. I walked out of the room. As I neared the dinning car I heard voices talking. Normally, I would have ignored them and I was going to, until I heard one of the voices say "What the heck is the brat squad doing here?" I looked over to where the voice came from and saw a cabin door not to far away from where I'm standing. Curiosity overcomes me as I walk over and I place my ear on the door." Why are we doing this stupid job anyway?" Asked a male voice with a southern accent. " Because, Brother Tommy, the job pays. And besides its better than those bank jobs we've been doin'. And unlike bank jobs we don't have to skin those security guards hides no more." I felt my blood turn to ice in fear. And the worst part is is that I think I know who these people are, and my mind keeps screaming at the top of its lungs to run and find Melissa and Sophia and get out of here as fast as I can, but Its like I'm frozen and I can't move. It's seems like the only thing I can do is listen to them talk. " Yeah Tommy, you should really listen to snowflake more." Said another mans voice. " I am not your snowflake." Said the same girls voice from before." Awwww snowflake you know I like you! So why can't you just like me back?" The other mans voice whined. Their was a smack sound and I heard the one mans voice as he yelped in pain." Oh, stop whining'. I thought that you were stronger than that after all you are made out of ice, but I guess we all can't be strong junior." I gasped. My suspicions had been confirmed. I was on a train with Icicle Jr. and the Terror twins all the way to Washington D.C. That's just great!
End of Chapter 4