(Rated I for Immature)

Hank sat in his rental car looking up at the stars wondering what to do. In front of him was a Route 85 El Paso, Texas billboard. A white van blaring Mexican Mariachi music came up to Hank. "Fuck," Hank grumbled.

A couple of thugs got out of the van and approached Hank's car. Without even bothering to ask permission, the thugs began to take off the lug-nuts on the car. "Can you guys...like not do that?" Hank asked annoyed.

"Fuck you, old man," one of them said to him. They chuckled in Spanish as they continued their work.

"It's a rental. I have to return this," Hank said to them.

"I don't give a shit," the thug replied.

Hank nodded feeling he had given them sufficient time to repent. He then phased through the car and began beating the shit out of them. Using their crowbars and baseball bats, they tried to take Hank down. Hank phased as they tried to hit him and ended up hitting themselves instead. Hank took hold of their baseball bat and began breaking skulls. One of them fired a shotgun at Hank. It went through him and blasted a thug behind him.

Hank lost patience for the thugs. He grabbed the fired shotgun and tore it away from the thug's grip. Then, within three seconds, he shot each of the thugs dead. Hank then threw the empty shotgun away.

"Good thing Green Martians don't have fingerprints. You messed with the wrong mother-fucker," Hank said as he went back to his car.

HANK

Hank drove over to a cheap hotel and parked his car. Taking out a pistol, he approached the door and knocked on the door. A Hispanic woman opened the door for him. It was Gabriela, an orphanage doctor. "Thanks for seeing me," Hank said appreciatively.

Gabriela placed pill bottles on the table. "There's a catch, though," she said.

"What catch?" Hank asked suspiciously.

"If you want more pills, you have to take a child over to a secure facility in Canada. She will be safe there," Gabriela said.

"If I were to do this, I could simply take her with me back to Metropolis," Hank said obviously.

"Do you listen to yourself? An alien child has no business being in Metropolis," Gabriela objected.

"Fair point," Hank muttered. "You got a map."

"Memorize it," Gabriela ordered him.

Hank looked over the map and then Gabriela burned it. "I'm not a child trafficker," Hank told her.

"This will save her life. You want your pills, you will do this for me. And there is no one on this planet that can get you them," Gabriela said.

Hank went through her mind to see if that was true. To the best of her knowledge, she was telling the truth. "Damn," Hank realized.

"So, do we have a deal?" Gabriela asked.

"Yeah, bring the little shit to the hotel tomorrow," Hank allowed.

The next morning, Hank contemplated what he was about to do in his car when a blond man came up to him. "As I live and breathe, J'onn J'onnz," Pierce smiled at him.

"Who the fuck are you?" Hank glared at him.

Pierce showed him his White Martian hand. Hank immediately went for his pistol. "Let's not be so hasty. I don't want to kill an old fuck like you," Pierce said showing him an incendiary grenade in his human hand.

"What do you want?" Hank asked.

"I want Gabriela. She has something that belongs to me. I know she has been giving you pills," Pierce said.

"I don't know any Gabriela," Hank lied.

"Then why are you working so hard to block me?" Pierce smiled.

"Do you want me to count the reasons?" Hank mocked.

"I know where your dear old dad is residing these days. I know what these pills are for. Give me what I want and nothing will happen to him," Pierce threatened.

"Alright," Hank allowed.

Pierce gave him his business card. "Call me."

Hank drove across the border into Mexico and came across a huge fuel drum the size of a house near an abandoned smelting plant. Hank focused his mind as he entered the tank. There, M'yrnn, sat in a chair muttering to himself. "I have good news, my son. It's not about what you do. It's not about your deeds. You can't live up to the rules. That's OK. We're all imperfect," M'yrnn told him.

"Thank God for that," Hank said sarcastically.

The new Quesalupa from Taco Bell. Get it with chicken, get it with steak. But with cheese baked right in the shell, it's the next big thing," M'yrnn told him.

"You done with the product placement?" Hank asked impatiently.

"Maybe," M'yrnn replied uncommittedly.

"Take these," Hank ordered referring to his pills.

"No," M'yrnn said stubbornly.

"If you won't take them orally, I'll shove them up your ass," Hank threatened.

"You dare!" M'yrnn shouted and then released a powerful psychic burst that sent Hank to his knees.

Struggling against M'yrnn's power, Hank grabbed a pill, and shove it into M'yrnn's mouth. Within a few moments, M'yrnn was calm again.

"How long have I been here?" M'yrnn wondered.

"Don't ask," Hank muttered.

"What are these pills?" M'yrnn asked suspiciously.

"They help to focus your mind," Hank said to him.

"I don't need pills. I shall practice the old ways," M'yrnn said.

"Yeah, well, the old ways aren't working," Hank said to him.

"Just let me die," M'yrnn said depressed.

"I haven't kicked your ass enough times," Hank told him.

Hank drove over to the cheap motel and found Gabriela's door busted open. The poor woman was torn apart. Hank then noticed the manager was also shredded. "Well...shit," he realized.

Going back to the smelting plant, Hank was ambushed by Pierce's men. There were two dozen of them heavily armed. Pierce smiled as he approached Hank.

"I know you talked with Gabriela. You didn't even give me a call," Pierce said hurt.

"You kill us, you will never get the girl," Hank bluffed.

"When you're right, you're right," Pierce admitted. "Yet, somehow, I think if I torture you and your father hard enough, you will call her to us," Pierce smiled.

"Tall order," Hank stared him down.

"I got the time. I have all of your strengths, and I know all of your weaknesses. We got plenty of explosive-tipped rounds, flame throwers, and flares to give you a really bad day," Pierce said.

"All my days are bad," Hank grimaced.

"I know, right?" Pierce agreed.

The girl in question, around eight years old, then casually walked up to Hank. "So, there she is," Pierce said pleased.

The girl silently stared at Pierce and then became a Green Martian. "Well, fuck me," Hank realized surprised.

The Green Martian girl flung herself towards the Reavers attacking them at the legs busting tibiae as she did. The Reavers immediately fired upon her but their bullets just went through her as she became translucent. She then became invisible to them.

"She's still here," Pierce told his men.

Suddenly, the Reavers felt a force pull on their grenade pins. "Holy Fuck!" Pierce said as his entire squad exploded in a huge fireball.

The girl materialized inside the fire screeching in fear and pain. Hank went into the fire and pulled her out. The girl threw Hank back with her mind. Pierce fired a spear gun at the girl slicing through her chest. He then activated the TASER electrifying her. The girl screamed in pain as she was electrified.

Hank took out his pistol and fired at the remaining Reavers dropping them. Pierce became a White Martian and took Hank by the throat. Hank pointed his pistol at the TASER cable leading to the spear inside the girl and fired, snapping it. The girl quickly recovered and phased through the spear. She then fired heat vision at Pierce with her eyes blasting him off of Hank and into the warehouse.

The girl then raised her hands as she forced the warehouse to collapse on Pierce. "Okay, whoever you are, get in the car," Hank ordered her.

The girl followed Hank inside the rental car. "Shit, I have to get my father," Hank realized.

"I'm right here," M'yrnn said calmly.

"You were here this entire time?" Hank asked outraged.

"You appeared to have it handled," M'yrnn said nonchalantly.

Trucks with machine gunners pursued them as they drove away from the smelting plant. "Shit," Hank realized as they were about to crash into a metal fence. The girl grabbed the car frame and allowed the entire car to phase through the fence.

"Not bad, kid," Hank admitted as they drove away.

The Reavers continued pursuit firing bullets into the car. Hank winced in pain as a few super-heated bullets hit him. "Can you fly?" Hank asked the girl. She nodded in the affirmative. "How about you, father?" Hank asked M'yrnn.

"I can fly?" M'yrnn wondered.

"Shit!" Hank cursed.

The girl then leaped up through the roof of the car and knelt on the top of the roof. "The fuck?" Hank wondered.

The girl looked around and then steadied herself on top of the roof of the car. Standing up, she fired heat vision at a motorcycle rider blasting him to pieces. Bullets went through her as she became translucent. "Keep firing. As long as she phases, she can't use her abilities," Pierce radioed his men.

Hank drove across the desert terrain and found railroad tracks. The Reavers kept their fire on the girl keeping her from returning to the physical plane. Other Reavers fired grenade shells at Hank's car creating explosions of dirt around them. "This is some bullshit," Hank said displeased.

"A train is coming," M'yrnn told Hank.

"Oh really?" Hank said sarcastically as he saw it.

He went parallel to the railroad tracks as the Reavers pursued. "Blow out their tires, you stupid fucks!" Pierce yelled through his radio.

Hank felt his tires getting blasted out. "Well...shit," he realized as he was slowing down.

A truck came close to Hank's car and slammed into it. One Reaver got out a flame thrower and got on top of Hank's trunk. He then aimed the flame thrower at the girl. "I have you now," the Reaver smiled as he pulled the trigger.

Hank drove over the railroad tracks throwing the Reaver off his car. The pursuing truck also crossed over the railroad tracks and was suddenly hit by a train. The truck was blasted apart with body parts thrown in all directions upon impact. The girl then became physical again and eyed the Reavers as they were on the other side of the train.

Pierce got out of his truck and realized the train was long enough to allow Hank to escape. "Well...shit, I'm going to need more guys," he realized.

Hank tried to steady his nerves after what he had just experienced. The girl phased through the roof of the car, dropped into her seat, and transformed into a black girl wearing casual clothes. "What's your story?" Hank asked her.

"My name is Cay'an. Are you my new daddy?" she asked hopefully.

"Fuck no. How did you get to Earth?" Hank asked her.

"On a Martian meteorite," she said.

"Really?" Hank asked skeptically. "How did you survive atmosphere reentry?"

"My power is that I have lots of powers," she grinned.

"Heard that before," Hank muttered.

"Isn't she lovely. She's just like us," M'yrnn said pleased.

"Are you really female or just identifying as one?" Hank asked her.

"I want to lay hundreds of eggs," she answered.

"Alright, glad we got that straight. Never can be sure these days," Hank said.

Hank drove the battered rental car into a gas station parking lot. He phased his hand through a truck window, unlocked the door, and then opened the door from the outside. He then replaced the Mexican license plate with his American rental car plate. Hank then phased through the truck's circuitry as he expertly worked to hot-wire it.

Cay'an went inside the gas station and eyed all the snacks. With her hand, she phased through potato chip bags grabbing a handful of chips without opening the bag itself. She sampled a number of different bags and then came to spicy Cheetos. Eating a handful, she suddenly spat them out.

"Can I help, my son?" M'yrnn asked Hank.

"No, let me work," Hank said dismissively.

"You are aware that with her, we can restart our race. She can lay thousands of eggs in her lifetime," M'yrnn said hopefully.

"With me as the father, you mean? Maybe, this is the end for us? Maybe, we shouldn't start again," Hank said to him.

"That is not for you to decide but for the Unnamed One," M'yrnn told him.

"She's too young," Hank said obviously.

"Take your time," M'yrnn allowed.

"We're not having this conversation," Hank told him.

The windows of the gas station suddenly exploded outwards as Cay'an screamed. "What now?" Hank groaned.

"Ay, Caramba!" Mexicans shouted as they fled the scene.

Cay'an stuck out her tongue. "Fire," she said pointing to her tongue.

"You have to be fucking kidding me," Hank rolled his eyes.

Hank drove up to the Mexican/USA border. "Everyone keep cool and look American," he told the group. All three took on white skin, blond hair, and Southern redneck outfits. They finally were stopped by the border patrol.

"Passports," the border patrol agent said bored.

"Funny thing. We were all mugged and lost them," Hank said.

"Any other identification?" the agent asked.

"Nope," Hank shook his head.

The agent stared at the all-white American-looking family. "Well, shit, you look American enough to me. Welcome back," he smiled at them.

"Thank you," Hank said appreciatively and drove through. The next car with a Hispanic family was swarmed by agents and barking dogs.

Hank returned to his default form and drove towards Oklahoma City. Once they got there, Hank directed M'yrnn and Cay'an to stay in the truck.

"I'll be right back," he told them.

Going inside the casino, Hank got some poker chips with his remaining cash. He then used his telepathic abilities to win big at the tables. Cashing out, he got a hotel room in the casino. He then grabbed M'yrnn and Cay'an and brought them inside the casino.

"When was the last time you took your pills?" Hank asked M'yrnn.

"An hour ago," M'yrnn lied.

"Good. I'm going to buy us a truck. Don't do anything stupid," Hank told them.

"Let's watch a movie about violence, poverty, and suffering," M'yrnn said warmly to Cay'an.

"Sure," she eagerly agreed.

M'yrnn flipped to an old Western.

Hank went to a car dealership and approached the manager. "Can I help you?" the manager asked skeptically looking at Hank's appearance.

"I just bought a truck from you, asshole. Give me the keys," Hank said to him using his telepathic abilities.

"So, sorry, Sir," the manager said changing his tune.

Hank took the keys and then drove away from the car dealership. He then came back to the casino to find all the patrons fighting each other with their fists. People were slammed onto the poker tables, into slot machines, and drowned in the fountain pool.

Hank also felt it difficult to focus as he went further inside the casino. Police officers rushed in to quell the disturbance only for them to shoot and beat patrons as soon as they entered. Hank found the elevator and squeezed inside. The patrons all stared at him.

"Does anyone want to get off before I open a can of whoop-ass on you all?" Hank asked them.

The crowd said nothing and then started attacking him. Hank fought the casino patrons in the elevator until he reached his floor. He then phased through the elevator doors and made his way to his room. With each step, he found his mind being crushed by M'yrnn's power.

"God damn," Hank said as every step he took became extremely painful.

As he came to the room, he found two Reavers frozen with shocked expressions on their faces. Hank took a pistol and magazines from the frozen Reaver and then shot them both in the head. Hank then entered the hotel room and found three Reavers pointing their guns at M'yrnn. All three of them were frozen in place as M'yrnn stared out the window.

Hank shot the three to death and then looked for M'yrnn's pills. Finding them, he shoved them into M'yrnn's mouth. After a brief moment, M'yrnn returned to normal and all the Reavers fell to the floor dead.

"We have to go," Hank told him.

Hank dragged a sickly M'yrnn out of the casino and towards their truck. Cay'an followed them as she looked around at the scene. Hundreds of casino patrons looked bewildered and sick from what just happened. "I'm so sorry," M'yrnn said to Hank.

"I don't think that's going to cut it," Hank said as he threw him into the truck.

Cay'an got into the passenger seat as Hank drove off. Meanwhile, a stunned Pierce stumbled out of his command van, went into the hotel, and found his five guys dead. "Well, shit, I'm going to need more guys."

Hank drove north towards Canada avoiding major highways. "How long had it been since you last took your pills before I showed up?" Hank demanded of M'yrnn.

"An hour ago," M'yrnn said confused.

"Yeah, bullshit," Hank said skeptically. "You saw what happened at that casino. That's your fault," Hank raged.

"I did what I had to do to keep Cay'an safe," M'yrnn said defensively.

"Yeah, right, you freaked out," Hank corrected.

"I guess you prefer me pharmaceutically lobotomized. So much easier for you," M'yrnn said bitterly.

"It's sounding pretty good right now," Hank said pissed-off.

"I didn't ask to come to this planet. You kidnapped me," M'yrnn said irrationally.

"You were a prisoner, remember? I saved your ass," Hank reminded him.

"I was a prisoner?" M'yrnn wondered.

A cop then pulled them over. "Damn...it," Hank hissed. "Alright, everyone put on white-face."

The cop came over to Hank wearing sunglasses. He looked through the truck window and saw three white-blond people inside. "License and registration," he ordered.

"Funny thing. I got mugged, so I don't have it," Hank excused.

"Oh really? You have any idea how fast you were going?" the cop asked.

"Well, the top speed on this vehicle is 120, so how about that?" Hank said.

"Yeah, about that," the cop agreed. "Is that your kid?"

"Yep," Hank lied.

"She looks just like you," the cop complimented. "Is that your father?"

"Yep," Hank answered.

"I'm going to let you off with a hard warning, alright. Tomorrow, you better go down to the DMV and unfuck yourself," the cop told Hank.

"Will do and thank you, officer," Hank smiled.

"Carry on," the cop said and left them.

"Fucking pigs," Hank muttered as he went back to his default form and then drove off.

As Hank drove, he saw a truck and horse trailer run off the road. "We have to help them?" M'yrnn said to Hank.

"The fuck we do," Hank said dismissively.

Cay'an looked at the horses running off wide-eyed. She phased out of the truck, ran across the street, phased through incoming cars, and got to the other side of the road.

"Fuck me," Hank muttered as he pulled over.

Cay'an eyed the black family that was struggling to get their horses back. Using her telepathic ability, she communicated to the horses to come back to the trailer. The black boy noticed Cay'an staring intently at the horses. The father then locked the horses back into the trailer.

"I don't know how you did that, but I'm very thankful," the father said to Cay'an.

"No sweat. Now, let's get back in the truck," Hank said to Cay'an.

"No, Sir, we need you to come over to our house. We'll give you a warm meal and a place to sleep," the father offered.

"That's not really necessary," Hank refused.

"We would be honored to join you," M'yrnn said delightedly.

"Oh, God damn it," Hank frowned.

Hank, M'yrnn, and Cay'an had dinner with the black family at their farm. On their plate were fried chicken, mashed potatoes with gravy, cornbread, and watermelon pieces. "God damn," Hank said under his breath.

Cay'an proceeded to inhale her food. M'yrnn touched her arm. "Savor it," he told her.

"There's plenty more," the mother assured them.

"So, you're headed to South Dakota?" the father said conversationally

"No," M'yrnn replied.

"We are," Hank said giving M'yrnn a dirty look.

"And then Canada?" the father asked.

"No," M'yrnn replied.

Hank eyed his father. "Fuck you, dad."

"Vacation?" the mother asked.

"Yeah, a long-overdue vacation. We're from the city," Hank explained.

"That sounds lovely. I've been trying to get Will to take a vacation for the longest time," Katheryn said.

"Who's going to take over this place?" Will asked rhetorically.

"My son can," M'yrnn said seriously.

"That's very generous, but we couldn't accept," Will said awkwardly.

"Don't mind my father. He's senile," Hank told them.

"My son hunts down and imprisons aliens from outer space," M'yrnn revealed.

The table was filled with adorable laughter at that. As they talked, Cay'an had her eyes fixed on the son as if she were a predator looking at her next victim.

Trucks then drove up to the house. Hank immediately sensed ill intent and realized they had been found. "Whatever you do, stay in the house," Hank told the family.

Hank, M'yrnn, and Cay'an came out of the house only to find a group of rednecks with shotguns approaching them. "So, what's your deal?" he asked them.

"We warned them to get out of this, here, land. We gave them plenty of time. We don't take too kindly to black folk in our county," the leader said wearing a Confederate flag t-shirt.

"Really?" Hank asked skeptically.

A tall alien with red skin, a fan on his scalp, and a third eye emerged from the darkness towards the racist group. "What about...Red folk?" Despera asked.

"Red is cool, right, boys?" the leader asked.

"Yeah, red is fine," they all agreed.

"Holy shit," Hank muttered as Despera used his psychic powers to paralyze the men and then slaughtered them with sharp fins on his arms.

Hank attempted to over-power Despera with his telepathic abilities. "You're no match for my mind, Green Martian," Despera grinned. He came over to Hank and swat him into the second story of the house.

Cay'an then fiercely attacked Despera only to be slammed into their truck a few times. With his psychic powers from his third eye, he kept Cay'an from using her powers. Despera gave her a good beating and then formed energy rings around the girl's wrists and ankles.

"Stop!" M'yrnn said to him.

Despera smirked and punched M'yrnn to the ground. "Try to use your power against me, old man. It will only make the family inside suffer in mental anguish."

Hank turned into J'onn and flew at Despera punching him back. J'onn attacked Despera with intensity punching him to the face and chest. "How disappointing. Superman holds you in such high esteem. Surely, you can do better," Despera grinned.

Despera flipped J'onn onto his back. Despera went for a punch to the head, which J'onn blocked. J'onn got back to his feet and punched Despera away. Despera advanced on J'onn and began beating him mercilessly. A beaten J'onn was slammed into a tractor and fell to the ground in a heap.

Despera's third eye glowed as he was about to give J'onn the killing blow. A truck suddenly slammed Despera into a piece of factory equipment impaling him in a few places. Will got out of the truck with a shotgun.

"We black folk have to stick together," Will said to J'onn who had turned back into Hank.

"Yeah, sure," Hank groaned.

Will aimed his shotgun at Despera and fired, blasting out his right and middle eye out. He fired two more times into Despera's face blasting a good chunk of his face off. Will then brought Hank back to his feet. Cay'an's energy bands disappeared.

"I would leave town for a couple of days," Hank advised as he limped over to his truck. He took hold of M'yrnn and threw him in the back of the truck.

Hank and Cay'an got into the truck and drove into the cornfield as Reavers went after them in their own trucks. Pierce walked up to the near-dead Despera. "Well...shit," he said disappointedly. With his White Martian strength, he pulled the truck off Despera. The giant alien fell to the ground in a heap.

"You dead, man?" Pierce asked.

Despera shook and then slowly got back to his feet. His severe injuries slowly healed. Finally, his third eye healed. "I know where they're going."

Hank drove all morning with tired eyes. "I can drive," Cay'an offered.

"Even if I was near-dead from blood loss, an alcohol blood level of point fifty, and high as a kite from LSD, I would still be the better driver," Hank told her.

"Your father is still in the bed of the truck," Cay'an reminded him.

"I know," Hank said unconcernedly.

"How did you become...like this?" Cay'an asked curiously.

"You mean, an asshole? It's to protect myself from loss. Every day, I risk the lives I care about. I have two women I think of as my daughters: my second-in-command at the DEO and my ultimate weapon. Every day, they risk their lives on my orders. Every day, I wonder if this will be the day one or both of them doesn't come back. Now, I have to care for this asshole," Hank said pointing to the back.

"Do you ever think to give it up, saving the world, I mean?" Cay'an asked.

"Sometimes but then I realize how incompetent my chain-of-command is," Hank said grimly.

"What would prove to you that your daughters are ready?" Cay'an asked.

"Maybe defeating Reign for good. I don't know," Hank shrugged. "I half-expect the DEO to be destroyed right now."

"Maybe, you should call," Cay'an suggested.

"Yeah, alright," Hank said picking up his cell phone. "Agent Danvers: report."

"Holy fuck, Hank, we have a major catastrophe on our hands," Alex screeched at him.

"Is the DEO still there?" Hank asked.

"Well, yeah," Alex said calming down.

"Are you and Kara, alright?" Hank asked.

"Yeah, sure," Alex said.

"Good to know. I'll call you later," Hank hung up.

"Didn't that feel good?" Cay'an asked him.

Hank smiled. "Get the fuck out of my head, little girl."

Hank went as far as he could with the truck and abandoned it on the side of the road. He grabbed M'yrnn out of the back of the truck. "We're on foot now," he told the both of them.

"Why don't you fly us there?" Cay'an asked him.

"Despera can also fly. I'll be vulnerable carrying the two of you in the air," Hank told her.

"Who is Despera?" Cay'an asked.

"A powerful psychic that has Superman's strength, regeneration, telekinesis, and astral projection," Hank said gravely.

"Do we really have to walk?" M'yrnn complained.

"It's only twenty miles across the border so quit your bitching," Hank told him.

The three of them finally came to a cliff wall on the Canadian side. On the top of the wall was a tree fort of sort. Hank stared at the structure wondering if that was it. He became J'onn and flew up to it. Upon arriving, he found a dozen Green Martian children.

"Oh, shit," he realized.

"You are here to save us," they said to him.

"Yeah, sure, kid. Where are the drugs?" Hank demanded.

"What drugs?" an innocent-looking girl asked him.

"What the fuck?" J'onn mouthed. "Where's the sanctuary?"

"This is our sanctuary," a little boy said to him.

J'onn shook his head. He walked away from the children and shouted to the sky. "Fuck!"

J'onn then turned around and saw drones spying on them from overhead. Using his super-vision, he could see a long train of armed jeeps headed their way on a dirt road. Cay'an leaped up to the fort with M'yrnn in her arms. "Thank you, my dear," M'yrnn said appreciatively.

"We are so fucked," J'onn said to them.

"J'onn, my son, call for help," M'yrnn said to him.

"This is my business," Hank resisted.

"My son, who cares what business it may be? If they interfere in your business, you just interfere in theirs," M'yrnn said to him.

J'onn turned back into Hank and picked up his satellite phone. "Alex, I need your...," he struggled to say.

"What? Need what?" Alex asked.

"I need...your help," Hank said finally.

"Well, what's the problem?" Alex asked not missing a beat.

"I got a Kalanorian, a White Martian, and a platoon-sized human element heavily armed headed in my direction. I also have a dozen civilians," Hank said.

"Damn, it's a little hectic over here. I might be able to spare one," Alex said.

"Alright, thanks. I'll give you my position," Hank said.

"Hank...we've always had your position. Just come back when you're ready," Alex said to him.

"Okay," Hank said hanging up.

Hank turned to the Green Martian children. "Can any of you fly?" he asked them.

They all shook their heads. "Well...shit," Hank realized. He then noticed Despera approaching from the air. "Run," he ordered the children.

Hank became J'onn and flew up to fight Despera. The two clashed in the air and tried to over-power each other with their psychic powers. The Green Martian children including Cay'an fled into the forest. M'yrnn stayed behind and watched his son's battle.

The Reavers swept through the forest with automatic rifles. Cay'an stayed behind as the rest of the Green Martian children ran. With her heat vision, she sliced off a Reaver's arm. Another Reaver fired at her but the bullets simply went through her. With her telekinetic powers, she tossed leaves, pine needles, sticks, and rocks from the ground at the Reaver. The derbies blasted him to pieces.

A spear went through Cay'an's leg and electrified her dropping her. With electrical batons, the Reavers beat Cay'an down until she was unconscious.

In the air, Despera swat J'onn to the ground. Despera punched J'onn several times, took hold of him, and broke his back over his knee. Despera then used the sharp fins on his arms and slice at J'onn turning him into a bloody pulp. Despera then slammed J'onn into a log impaling him on a tree branch. Despera then used his third eye to keep J'onn from being able to use his phasing.

M'yrnn then appeared before Despera. "Father...no," J'onn gasped.

"I will gladly sacrifice myself for my people, for my son," M'yrnn said becoming clear of mind.

Despera grinned amusedly. "The White Martians want you back, so they can torture you some more. I would rather just kill you and be done with it. Soon, Green Martians will all be extinct."

"Not, if anything to say about it, I have," M'yrnn said getting into a fighting stance.

Pierce supervised as Cay'an and the other Green Martians were put in handcuffs and forced to their knees. Several Reavers were present with their rifles pointed at the children. Cay'an remained unconscious with a spear through her leg. "Let's be done with them...for good," Pierce said ordering his Reavers to fire. The Reavers blasted the Green Martian children killing them all.

Despera grinned as he took M'yrnn by the throat and broke his neck killing him. He then saw J'onn dead as he succumbed to his wounds. "The last of the Green Martians are no more," Despera laughed. In his elation, he shrank down becoming younger and then finally became a red egg.

M'yrnn and J'onn looked over the harmless-looking egg. "How did you convince him to do that?" J'onn asked.

"When Kalanorians achieve their life goal, they rebirth themselves for a new lifetime of challenges. I made him think he had won. He's good...but not that good," M'yrnn smiled.

J'onn and M'yrnn embraced. "Oh, before I forget," J'onn said as he kicked Despera's egg open killing him for good.

In all reality, the Green Martian children were still alive fleeing for their lives from the Reavers. There was a soft breeze that went through the forest until reaching an open field. The Reaver vehicles stopped abruptly, the Reaver men stopped in their tracks, and Kon suddenly materialized in front of Pierce.

"Wait for it," Kon smirked and then placed his sword in his sheath. It clinked as it went all the way in. The Reaver vehicles and all of their occupants fell to pieces, as they were slashed up. The frozen Reaver men fell to pieces where they stood slashed up several times each. At the same exact time, the entire Reaver platoon fell to the ground.

"Lethal as fuck," Kon smiled impressed with himself.

"Despera, get the fuck down here," Pierce radioed.

"I'm afraid, all communications are down," Kon said as their satellite dish fell to pieces.

"This is not your fight, boy," Pierce said backing away.

"Why do you back away? That only makes sense if we were two equals but between you and me, it makes no difference whether I be here or at your chest," Kon said to him.

Pierce became a White Martian and roared. Kon blasted Pierce through the gut killing him instantly. "The fuck out of here with that noise," Kon said to him as he fell.

Kon then turned to the scared Green Martian children. "I ain't here to save the fucking children but if one of you going through a struggle can feel and relate to that, then great," he said warmly.

Hank and M'yrnn arrived on the scene and found Kon with the Green Martian children. Hank placed his hand on Cay'an waking her up. She phased her leg taking the spear out. Hank then turned to Kon. "Are they all dead?" he asked them.

"Do you even have to ask?" Kon smirked.

"So, Alex sent you," Hank rolled his eyes.

"If Mara had been sent, all these green beans would have been dead," Kon remarked.

"Fair point," Hank allowed.

"It's still bullshit that I get tasked out like this. I'm the king of the Insane now," Kon said arrogantly.

"That reminds me. I need you to switch Kara and Mon back," Hank said to M'yrnn.

"It has always been within your ability to do that, my son. My place is here with these children, to teach and guide the next generation of Green Martians," M'yrnn said.

"What of your illness?" Hank asked.

"It will eventually consume me, but I am not alone," M'yrnn said. He then struggled with his mind falling to his knees and starting seizing up. Kon backed away not wanting any part of what was to happen.

"Father," Hank said as M'yrnn collapsed on the ground. He raised two fingers to his temple, as he tried to help his father. M'yrnn suddenly became better.

Hank looked around and saw the dozen green Martian children all doing the same using their combined telepathic abilities to help M'yrnn. "Extraordinary," Hank realized.

"This is my calling, my son. As I help them, they help me," M'yrnn said to him.

Hank helped his father back up. "I'll visit you frequently."

"I will always look forward to them," M'yrnn replied.

The two embraced and became Green Martians at the same time. J'onn turned to Cay'an. "Not bad, kid."

Kon watched the touching scene and felt his heart slightly moved by it. "Let's go," J'onn said to Kon.

"Gladly," Kon said as the two took to the air.