A loud scream echoed throughout the watchtower.

"UGHHHHH! FLASH!"

Shadow, a.k.a. Nadia Malano, stormed down one of the Watchtower's many corridors clearly furious.

"Flash! I swear on my life that I will KILL you!"

Heads turned from all directions when Shadow busted into the Cafeteria, where many League members were enjoying their lunches. A supposedly clueless Flash looked up from his burger, fighting to suppress a laugh.

"Wa?" he said, putting on a false look of utter confusion and his mouth stuffed with food.

Nadia was outraged.

"You know what! You are going to pay for that…with your life!"

Nadia suddenly lunged at him, but being the fastest man on Earth, he effortlessly ran out of the way, laughing. Nadia on the other hand toppled into the chair in which Flash had been sitting, now angered beyond all reason.

She made another lunge at Flash, and then a few more, all of them he easily avoided. Then Nadia took it up a notch and summoned bolts in both of her hands.

Dove, who had been sitting next to his brother Hawk, was watching the scenario and felt that he should interfere before things got out of hand. Walking up behind Nadia, he put one hand on the teenager's shoulder, trying to calm her down.

"Nadia, relax. Things don't need to get nasty."

Shadow stopped struggling to get out of Dove's grip and clenched her fists, glaring at Flash.

"Ok, whatever…" she sighed.

"Now", Dove continued, "tell me why you are covered in Grits, don't you think it's a little late for breakfast?"

Nadia scowled, resenting that comment.

"Well, Flash over here thought it would be funny to leave a bucket of Grits over my door, so when I opened it I would resemble a freshly delivered bird dropping!"

"Hey, I don't know what she's talking about, but that bucket probably hit her head before the Grits did", and at his own comment, Flash broke out in a fit of laughter.

Nadia's face instantly became unfathomable, and then after a few seconds, allowed herself a smirk.

"You're right Flash", she said," I'm so sorry for accusing you, could you ever find it in you to forgive me?"

Flash instantly stopped laughing, confusion written all over his face.

"Uhhh, are you feeling alright. I was just kidding about the bucket thing, but maybe I was right."

Dove smiled." See, this could all be solved verbally, no need for vi-"

But as soon as the superhero let go of Nadia, she sent to fierce bolts straight at Flash, which due to the fact that he was not alert and let his guard down, hit him straight in the chest and sent him flying straight at the wall behind him.

Flash slid down the wall, moaning as he went. And Nadia jumped with joy. She knew she'd probably get in trouble with Clark for that, but it was worth it. Besides, she could just say that she was provoked, and get off with a 'You should always control your emotions' lecture.

Luckily, Flash was all right. Shadow had held back, and only sent minor bolts at him.
Standing up, the Rebel in Red stood.

"You crazy little….", but his words were lost in a sea of groans.

Satisfied, Nadia started back to her room to change. She smelled like Grits (obviously) and was sticky and just…..ew! She was so mad at Flash! But this wouldn't be the first stunt he's pulled, and it WON'T be the last. All the other times Shadow swore she wouldn't forgive him the next time it happened, but eventually she gave in. She could never stay mad at Flash. They had grown to be too close for that. He was like an older brother to her.

Nadia had been with the League for exactly one month today. And she was happy to say so. She made great friends, and a new family that she can share her powers with, and not be afraid to show her abilities. Even though Nadia is relatively younger than most of the League members, most of whom are in their twenties and thirties, they treat her like an adult, except in those extreme occasions.

As Shadow walked back to her room, her thoughts strayed to her mother and stepfather. Nadia smiled. She had managed to keep the fact that she has powers from them for over three years, and that every weekend, when she claimed to be 'sleeping over'at the home of one of her friends, she really came up to the watchtower to spend the weekend. She also came up every day after school, and managed to get home just before her parents. She even got Bruce to get her a signal on her cell, so she could communicate with her parents. And that is not an easy task with an i860 Motorola phone.

Nadia finally stopped at the door to her 'other' bedroom and punched in the code to open the door. Stepping in, she smiled. It looked nothing like her room at home. Down on earth, her room had dark blue walls and a white ceiling and border. Her large Queen sized bed was white and blue and her carpet was fluffy and clean. Many of the walls were decorated with magazine cutouts and the ceiling was covered in stars that glow in the dark. In the Watchtower, however, her room was a softer blue, and her bed was plain and white, so very simple.