The fog thickened in the night as the four heroes headed for the D.E.O. The silence was as thick as the mist around them. The weather conditions would provide the perfect cover for Young Justice to easily sneak into the facility. WonderGirl flew silently over the trees, roads, and houses that passed swiftly beneath her. Something didn't feel right. Something was a miss in the air. She couldn't quite put her finger on it.


It got harder and harder for Superboy to see through the solid fog. He was still lagging slightly behind Secret and WonderGirl. He really wished he had gotten some more sleep. Great. Just Great. As if Hawaii wasn't enough trouble, I have to get infected with a psychopathic deadly disease! This has not been a good month for me. He shook his head and continued to fly further into the haze.


Horrible thoughts of capture plagued Secret's head as they approached the upcoming woods. That's where it had all began to Secret. That's where they had found Marina in the first place, in the woods that they kept getting closer and closer to. Trying to concentrate on the situation, the fog would provide a good cover-up in case the guards were awake, but it was so thick it was almost like trying to see through a wall.


Arrowette squinted into the blankets of clouds that encircled the team. Seeing was next to impossible and she didn't even know if they were going the right way. She shuddered as the thought of death crept into her head. Her friends were going to die. Not her. But her friends. No! Arrowette defiantly thought I'm not going to let them die!


"I can't see anything!" Superboy complained as he flew ahead of the girls, "I can barley see my hand in front of my face nevertheless a tree!" He groaned nearly slamming into a large maple. "How are we even supposed to find the D.E-" Before Superboy could finish he smashed into quite a solid concrete wall headfirst. "Oh…"


Superboy dropped Arrowette upon contact with the wall. Cissie landed safety on her feet. WonderGirl couldn't help but chuckle a bit at the situation.
"Nice flying SB!" WonderGirl laughed as Superboy flew back down.


"Arrowette, WonderGirl, Superboy, can you hear me?" Robin's voice came from their headphones.


"Yeah we can hear you." Arrowette said holding back a giggle.


"What just happened? Why are you laughing?" Impulse's voice could be heard in the background along with the sound of Red Tornado letting out an exasperated sigh.


"No reason really," WonderGirl chuckled, "SB just had a close encounter of the 'concrete' kind."


"Very funny." Superboy grumbled something about his shoes being wet.


"Okay, now that we've had a good laugh, you're in front of the wall to the D.E.O right?"


"Yeah"


"OK, chances are Lutwidge is anticipating your arrival. You guys have the cover of the fog on your side, can you see the D.E.O?" He inquired through the headphones. WonderGirl nodded at her teammates and floated up stealthily to peek over the wall.


The haze was thick. So thick that all WonderGirl could see was a blank canvas, as if the whole world had disappeared beneath a quilt of gray. Squinting hard in the unbelievable density of the clouds. Not even the D.E.O could see through this fog! She thought as she squinted even harder into the bleakness. WonderGirl could make out the silhouette of the building a head of her. She flew back down to her teammates slowly.


"The building's dead a head, about 20 feet or so." WonderGirl reported back using her own rounded judgement and the memories from their other trip inside the D.E.O.


"All right, here's what I want you to do…"



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Johnson slowly sipped some water out of a canteen he had brought with him in case he was thirsty. The fog had thickened so badly that he might as well of been staring into cement. Wiping some sleep from his eyes he squinted out of the bush. His surroundings were barely visible. He peered down at the canteen clutched in his hand. Only the outline of the small container could be seen by the naked eye. Frustrated, Johnson was prepared to send a complaint back to Lutwidge. How would he ever see any intruders without being able to see his own canteen? Fear grasped Johnson by the heart when he remembered how his job was already hanging in the balance.


Johnson didn't know what would happen to him out there. Out in the cruel world that he'd heard so much about. His job was his life. How would he live without it? He wasn't sure, but an even more terrifying thought crossed the young man's mind. What if they kill me? The very pit of fear in his stomach was breached upon this recognition. Suddenly, he heard a crashing noise slightly behind him. Turning around quickly, Johnson barley made out a few figures in the vagueness. He could hear some voices and he moved closer.


"Nice flying SB!" Johnson heard one of the voices chuckle. A twang of exhilaration was trigged in his stomach when he realized it was probably the Young Justice kids coming in. Just like Lutwidge had said they might. Quickly whipping out his walkie-talkie he fiddled with the buttons in the dimness. As he finally was able to turn it on he wondered what if after I tell them…they kill me for my mistake? But just as soon as he asked himself that question, he answered it assuring that the only way he'd survive is if he told Lutwidge. Nodding to himself he silently turned on the talk button.


"Lutwidge, Sir?" Johnson whispered crouching low in the prickly bush.


"Johnson? You better have good news or-" Lutwidge's voice crackled through the walkie-talkie.


"Sir, Young Justice is headed your way." Johnson whispered again, his mouth as close to the speaker as possible.


"Perfect."