Watchtower

June 21, 1900

Danielle was staring at the doctor through the window, trying to hear what the man, Batman, was saying to her mother and Superman, the man she fought; the room must have been lined with lead because she couldn't hear them. Danielle had gotten into their computer system and was able to see to Dr. Sams chart, he was already showing improvement in the past hour that he had been onboard.

Danielle was told to wait for her mother before going anywhere else. She did as she was told but she was getting anxious to see Dr. Sams again. Several of the league members stared at her as they walked by, she thought it was because she looked so much like her mother. After a few more minutes of waiting, the three emerged from the room.

"How is he?" Danielle asked as she ran to her mother.

"He is going to be just fine but he won't wake for a few more hours." Danielle throw her arms around her mother to hug her.

"Thank you," she whispers. Diana smiled; she was scared that her daughter would hate her if they gave her bad news. "Can I see him?"

"Later. Right now, we need information," said the Dark Knight as he came up to them.

"Okay what do you want to know," asked the fifteen year old as she left her mother's embrace.

"Not here, somewhere private," he said as he walked away. Danielle turned to follow him but stopped when her mother was not following her.

"Are you coming?" She said to her mother with her hand reached out. Diana took her daughter's hand and together they followed Batman.

After a few minutes, they were all sitting a room with a table that had a beaten up briefcase and Batman went to sit down, with Diana and Danielle on the opposite side. Batman removed his mask and stared at Danielle. He was waiting to see if she recognized him, if they knew who he was, the people that keep her knew. She didn't give any sign that she knew him. Danielle knew what he was doing but she didn't know him or did she; there was something about him but she didn't know what, Danielle was more interested in the briefcase, it looked familiar.

"Do you know what this?" Batman asked pushing the briefcase towards her. Danielle placed her hand on the case and didn't bother looking through it because she knew it was lined with lead. How do I know that? She looked at the looked at the case more and saw that it had initials on it. CS, Charles Samuels, this is Dr. Sams case!

"Where did you get this?!"

"It was with his belongs at the hospital. Don't you remember, you were the one that dropped him off there," Batman stated coldly.

Danielle tried going through her memory of the previous day but it was all a big blur.

"I-I-I don't remember," Batman looked at her then to Diana.

"Can you open it?" Danielle looked at the case again, if it was the case she had seen him open hundreds of times she before. She nodded, she flipped the case over and turned the lock, pulled the handle and opened the case. Inside were dozen of papers, drawings, notes and a flash drive.

Bruce started going through the papers, he found perfect recreations of The Mona Lisa, Starry Night, pictures of a younger Danielle sculpting, what looked like The David. A side from all the picture and drawings there were many loose pages with short hand on them. He was probably keeping tracking of Danielle progress over the year. There has to be more than this, Bruce took the flash drive off of the table and went to plug it into the computer.

Danielle couldn't believe what she was looking at, all the pictures she had drawn, a little of every book she had read, charts that showed her growth over the years. He had recorded everything for the last ten years, the entire time he had knew her for. But why? Danielle looked up at her mother and saw her crying. She was looking at photos from when she was about eight years olds and her twelfth birthday. Danielle understood why she was crying; these pictures were the only way she would be able to see her grow up. Danielle began to look through all the drawings for one of the first things she ever drew. It was the same picture she had drawn earlier, drawn hundreds of times. She was almost six when she drew it, the details weren't the best but you could tell that the little girl was Danielle and the woman was her mom. Danielle grabbed the picture and went to the other side of the table to her mother.

"I never forgot about you," Danielle said as she handed the drawing to Diana.

Diana studied the drawing, it was dated just a few years after Danielle was taken. The lines weren't perfect but it was the last picture they had taken as a family. They were all smiling, Danielle was in her arms and Kal was holding both of them. Danielle handed her another drawing of the picture from when she was ten. The detail were better in this drawing; Danielle and herself were still very detailed but Kal had become less detailed. Danielle gave her another one from just a few years ago. It was the same as she had drawn it earlier: her and her mother was smiling but the man had become faceless over the years.

"I always draw this. I don't know why but I do. I knew the people in the picture were important to me but I didn't know why until today."

Diana threw her arms around her daughter and began crying again. Danielle felt her mother's tears fall onto her arms causing Danielle to wrap her arms around her mother.

"I'm so sorry I couldn't protect. I'm sorry I couldn't stop them from taking you," Diana said sobbing. Danielle didn't know what to say. She wanted to tell her it was going to be okay. They were together now and that's all that matter now.

Almost together...

The man in the first drawing looked a lot like Superman. Could he be my father?Danielle pulled away from her mother to see puffy red eyes. She didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable but she had to know if she had just kicked her dad's ass.

"Mom, is-"

"Όχι! Σταμάτα!"

"Leave her alone! She's just a child!"

"Dr. Sams Βοήθεια!"

"Let her go! She's a child!"

"She is no child, Dr. Samuels, she's a weapon. Shock her again!" Danielle cried out in pain. The electricity didn't bother her much but they were shocking her over and over again. She couldn't absorb it fast enough.

"Again! Full blast!" Danielle cried out in pain again. Dr. Samuels couldn't take it anymore.

"Okay! I'll do it! Just stop hurting her." The man snapped his fingers and Danielle and the doctor were released. He ran to Danielle and picked her up. She was barely breathing; he had to get her into the sun fast.

"I'm sorry, Αγαπημένος. Please forgive me."

Batman had stopped the video. He turned around to see mother and daughter in each other's arms.

"Do you want explain what they are doing to you? What they wanted Dr. Samuels to do?" he questioned.

Danielle didn't remember much of the day. It was one of the worst days of her life so she tried to block it out.

"I-I-I don't know. I don't remember that day very well."

"How convent, you seem to not remember a lot of things." Danielle had it with Batman's comment about her and what she had gone through. She stood up and stared at him, she felt the build of electricity and walked out of the room. She couldn't hurt anyone else today or cause more to the Watchtower.