To Sonnya, thanks for the review! I know the Marian beating JL is a bit much but you find out how she did it! Thanks very much though, wasn't sure if I should include that explanation, but I think I should! And her accent is also explained a little later as well!

Flash walked into the entertainment room, still rubbing his wrist where the Sias had held him. Everyone seemed seriously scared by Marian. But why? They had face dozens of villains and had come out on top. So why was she so different?

He sat in the comfy chair and looked at the TV screen, unable to concentrate on it.

But why?

Back on Earth Marian sat in her apartment and slipped a video in the VCR. She settled back in a kneeling position and watched the screen. Wonder Woman flew round with her Lasso. Batman with his bat-a-rangs. The Green Lantern with his ring. Flash running. Superman punching and fighting. J'ohn fazing and shape-shifting. And Hawk Girl flying with her mace.

She turned away from the TV and faced the wall behind her. The wall was split into several sections. Each one held a picture of each of the Justice League members. Around each member were photos and writing, each showing a weakness to the hero.

In the center was a photo of Flash and some formulas written around him. On the other wall were two other photos. One with a red line through showed Carlings and his security system.

The other photo was of a young, blond woman in a lab coat. Underneath her photo were blue prints to a building with its weak points marked out.

Marian walked over to the blue prints and took them off the wall, sitting back down in front of the screen and began marking some extra points. She didn't lift her head when someone walked into the room it was only when they spoke did she acknowledge them.

"Marian?" a Romanian accent asked. "How did it go?"

"Fine Carla!" she lifted her head and pulled her scarf down, giving the other woman a lopsided grin."

"Did you find the key?"

"Yes!" she answered holding up a card. "I just go in from above. We'll get her, then the information and then we can have our fun!" Her grin widened.

"Indeed."

Wonder Woman walked into the room and found Batman in front of the main screen, typing away.

"Batman? Have you found anything?" she asked, settling beside him.

"Yes." He pulled up a separate page. "Carlings wife works for the European connections in science. I have a feeling it might be something similar to the program Marian came from." He then pulled up a second screen. "And secondly, Marian has defeated many people. After her job is done she leaves her new home and moves onto her next challenge. When the police have arrived at her homes they've found walls covered in photos and writing. She pays people big time to find out every bit of information she can. Security," he pulled up a newspaper article that showed snap shots of an apartment wall. "Families, blue prints, weaknesses in every part of their life."

"But we still don't know what she wants with Samantha." Wonder Woman asked.

"No." Batman sighed. He typed for a few more minutes. "I've been trying to find out about her past, before she was in the program. We may have to visit her homeland soon. See what anyone can tell us." He said getting up.

"Do you know where she lived?" Wonder Woman asked. To answer batman threw down the file from the EU, opening up a profile of a plain young girl with a home address. "I guess so. I'll come with you."

"I'd prefer to do this alone." He said, leaving the room. "You look through the video footage and see what her training was. I'll go talk with her parents." And he was gone.

Diana shook her head and put in the videotape and started it from the beginning. A young girl sat in a small classroom. She looked about five years old and was very scared, talking rapidly in another language.

A young woman walked in and hugged her, also talking rapidly. She knelt beside the chair and watched as a teacher at the front began to talk in broken English, commanding that the girl repeat.

The screen flickered and the girl was older looking, talking to the same young women in English. "So I just kick that?" she asked, her Romanian accent thick and childish.

"Yes dear!" the young woman answered in English, also with a Romanian accent. They young girl rubbed her head and nodded, stepping up to the male teacher and doing what he did.

Again the screen flickered and the girl was about ten she was bouncing on the balls of her feet, kicking out at the bag every now and then. She spun round and attacked a man, the two fighting furiously until he held up his hand. "Good!" the man said.

The screen flickered again and this time the girl was thirteen. She was standing in front of a man with a scarf around his waist. She launched herself at the man and thrust a knife in his throat. He gasped in shock and fell back.

The girl smiled sickly and slashed his face before grabbing the scarf and hiding her face behind it before thrusting the knife in his face.

"Game! Set! Match!" she giggled before nodding at the young woman. "How was that sis?"

"Perfect little sister!" she answered.

Sister? Diana thought. Oh no! she grabbed for the com.

"Batman!"

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