"... over the last few days. Since then, we haven't located any of these supposed four-armed aliens within the Grisons Canton, much less anywhere else in the country."

"I understand your frustration, General, but the Justice League is subject to U.N. legislation regarding matters of global secur–"

"17 of my men were murdered in cold-blood; two of them were gravely wounded in combat, not to mention one of your own members as well, and it all went down under our watch. Our people are afraid that another incident like this one might happen without forewarning, which prompted the Federal Council to declare martial law. We're coming up zero in all our searches - we need the League's assistance down here!"

"And you will have it, General. Once all member states of NATO have reviewed the reports and grant us permission to act, we'll come to aid you in your operations. This I can assure you."

"(sigh) Very well, then. Good day to you, and I hope your guy recovers swiftly from his injury."

Martian Manhunter sighed as he held a hand on his forehead in frustration. He sat down in front of the console he was using and returned to work on it just as hears someone walk up to him. He remains typing at the keyboard in the panel when the person spoke, "Was that the head of the Swiss Armed Forces just now?"

Recognizing that it was Green Arrow, Martian Manhunter hummed in agreement. He maintained his sight on the console and spoke, "He was asking the League for support in their search for those creatures."

Green Arrow arched an eyebrow while crossing his arms, "You mean the ones that attacked the soldiers?"

"Yes. According to Hawkgirl, some of them escaped into the woods when Red Robin arrived at their position with a squadron of troops and helicopters firing missiles at them. The report she redacted after the conflict got resolved details how these creatures fought, what kind of tactics and weaponry they used, and the devastating firepower the latter had on them. It was an onslaught down there."

"Yes, Zatanna told me how everyone had a hard time taking the big alien of the pack there. I'm surprised that Beast Boy outlasted it longer than the rest of them - even than Superman, who got elbowed hard in the face after being outmaneuvered and shocked on his side."

Martian Manhunter stopped typing in the console at the mention of Beast Boy's name. He looked at Green Arrow and asked, "How is he?"

Green Arrow opened his eyes in realization and spoke, "Oh, right, I almost forgot about that. They sent me to tell you that he'll make a fine recovery. The doctors completed Beast Boy's surgery, and, with a little support of Doctor Fate's magick, his wound will heal nicely – hell, it might not even leave a scar there."

"That's good to hear," Martian Manhunter said as he got back to work on his own report. He stopped once more and spoke, "Didn't you say you had a meeting with other conglomerates at 10:00 in the morning today, Oliver?"

Green Arrow facepalmed at the reminder, "Oh, shi– what time is it?"

"9:58:20 Pacific Time."

"WHAT?! Crap, I'm late again! Gotta change quickly and use the teleporters to get there faster. Thanks for reminding me of it!"

Martian Manhunter hummed once more and finished writing the report, sending the original one to the U.N. and a copy version of it to Batman. He stepped away from the console and flew towards the Medical Bay to speak with Black Canary, who, alongside Red Tornado, kept watch over a few younger heroes that wanted to see Beast Boy.

~ Three weeks later ~

While everyone was busy dealing with the aftermath of the attack in Switzerland, Beast Boy was laying on a bed in the Medical Bay as the medical androids finished changing his bandages with new ones before leaving to attend the other wounded heroes. The wound on his chest was deep enough that surgery was required to save his life. However, despite the success the surgeons had on the operation, he slipped into a coma due to the impact damaging severely his spinal cord. His figure was a calming one; both his hands laid resting on his sides while his chest rose and fell with every breath he made. The machinery that was currently hooked on him for almost three weeks – the EKG that kept record of his cardiac rhythm alongside the I.V. bags that helped sustain his body and the breathing mask that allowed oxygen to flow inside the lungs – were the only things that helped him stay alive.

Inside the room, next to his bed on the right side, sat Elasti-Girl, who watched over her son with Robotman leaning on the wall behind her and Negative Man sitting on the left side. They were on a patrol mission down in Mozambique, Africa when they received word that Beast Boy was injured in the line of duty. When they got to the Watchtower, Flash was the one who explained to them his condition at the time. The gravity of his injuries stunned the male heroes deeply but affected the heroine greatly as she was the closest of the four to him. She remained close to Beast Boy's bed as the days went by, never leaving the Watchtower at all and stepping out of the room only to refresh herself (both in hygiene and metabolism), waiting for the young hero to wake up from his coma. Robotman and Negative Man watched over the poor woman as they maintained communication with Mento, who couldn't stay with them since he had to hold the fort down in Michigan and keep the crime rate at bay simultaneously, and providing him support whenever he needed it. The entire ordeal has taken a toll on all of them one way or another.

The silent ambient of the room became suffocating enough that Robotman started to speak, "Rita... I know this is a hard thing to accept and one that you don't wanna hear, but... we have to go home."

Elasti-Girl turned her head at him and asked, "What?"

"We have to get back to Michigan. It's been three weeks since they performed surgery on him, and no major complications have occurred throughout his recovery."

She scoffed, "Gar was severely injured while fighting those things. My son – your nephew – almost died in surgery and you expect me to return home?"

"Like I said, this is probably the last thing you wanted to hear right now," he said, looking at Negative Man pleadingly as he added, "Larry, back me up here please."

'So much for keeping the calm here,' Negative Man thought as he sighed deeply from where he sat. He looked at Elasti-Girl and spoke, "Hate to say it, but Cliff's right. We've been neglecting our duties as heroes for some time now and I can't imagine Steve being happy about that. Besides, Gar is not alone; he has his friends and sister here that are looking after him as well. Trust me, he's in good hands."

Robotman smiled a bit, "See? Larry agrees with me on this."

"Oh, believe me, I don't completely agree with what you said," Negative Man said, "I want to stay here when Gar wakes up as well. Even though you're not wrong about us neglecting our duties as heroes."

The room fell silent once again after they all spoke briefly. Not able to stand the silence for another couple of minutes, Robotman tried to come up with another topic to discuss with them when, suddenly, the door slid open as three young heroes entered the room. The adult heroes turned their heads around and saw that it was Impulse, Red Robin and Miss Martian, whom were visiting the Watchtower alongside their mentors and wanted to check up on Beast Boy.

"Hello," Ms. Martian smiled sheepishly as she spoke, "I hope this isn't a bad time to see my little brother."

Elasti-Girl smiled softly at them, "It's alright, you can come in." She observed the young heroes and spoke, "How have you all been? I know things must be tough for you all as well."

Impulse responded, "Well, things are so not crash right now. We fought against Killer Frost and Silver Banshee, but they got away in the end. Batman was disappointed with our performance too."

"But at least we stopped them from robbing a jewelry store," Red Robin interjected, "That's gotta count for something, am I right?"

Robotman was about to say something until he heard a soft groan inside the room. He looked at the others and saw that they all heard it as well. Then they moved their gaze towards Beast Boy just as he let out another groan, slightly louder than the previous one, and twitched his fingers a few times. At this point, Ms. Martian flew out of the room to alert her uncle and Black Canary while Impulse, Red Robin and the three Doom Patrol heroes kept watch on their friend and kin. A few minutes later, Martian Manhunter and Black Canary entered the room with two medical androids behind them. They began to assess his condition at the same time he opened his eyes slowly and looked around the room, seeing the faces of his friends, the two Leaguers, and his mother and uncles.

"Mmm..." Beast Boy tried to speak, only to find his mouth was covered by a breathing tube that helped bring oxygen to his lungs. One of the androids removed the tube from his throat slowly as to not harm it in the process, making him feel nauseous as his stomach churned around by the movement. It took his entire being to not throw up in his bed, though it didn't go unnoticed by Elasti-Girl, who held a trash bin nearby just in case.

After concluding their examinations, Black Canary proceeded to speak, "How are you feeling, Gar?"

"I feel... like... someone made... shish kebab... from me..." Beast Boy responded, clutching a hand in his chest after he chuckled a bit, "It hurts... to speak normally. What… happened?"

"You... you took a blade to the chest, sweetie," Elasti-Girl spoke, her voice cracking a bit as she added, "Your spinal cord got injured during your mission... and you almost died during surgery..."

Beast Boy turned his head towards his mother slowly in shock, seeing her shed tears as she hugged him carefully but nurturing at the same time, taking in as well the others' gazes. The look in their eyes confirmed to him that it was true, that it really happened and made him freak out at the news. They proceeded to tell him everything that has happened from the moment they got him to the Watchtower to the last few days where Batman and a few Titans, including Impulse and Red Robin dueled against Killer Frost and Silver Banshee. Beast Boy had his mouth slightly ajar and eyes wide open as they told him that he spent three weeks recovering in a comatose state, which made him contemplate on what he had missed out on.

Once they all finished their explanation, Beast Boy frowned in confusion, "But... I don't remember... struggling to breath... or being teleported here..."

"What do you remember, then?" Ms. Martian asked, placing a hand in his shoulder.

"I..." Beast Boy began, trying to memorize the last thing he saw before waking up, "I remember... the sword going through me... the blood falling to the ground... then a heavy weight on me... and distant shouting... and then..."

"And then what?" Red Robin asked, "What else do you remember?"

Beast Boy frowned more as he tried remembering what he experienced while being comatose. Memories came rushing back to his mind, some clear than others and a few of them being blurry, giving him a slight headache that made his brain hurt, though he barely managed not to groan loud about it. However, he opened his eyes wide and remembered something important. He looked straight at his friends, then at the two Leaguers and finally his family before he spoke in a curious tone, "Did anyone… see a person with… blue skin around?"

This took everyone by surprise. Black Canary asked, "What person with blue skin?"

Beast Boy responded, "I was… walking around the Watchtower… seeing you all… but not hearing you. There was no noise… coming from you… and you couldn't notice me…"

"There were… those things… crawling everywhere I went… they saw me and… I saw them back. We fought for hours… until he came… and shot them all down. He… never saw my face… but knew I was there… 'cause he said… this was only the beginning… of what will come…"

Once he let out those words, Beast Boy rested his head on the pillow and closed his eyes again. His friends and family didn't want to keep him awake any longer than he should be, so they silently left the room and headed outside. They discussed among themselves about what Beast Boy said and what it meant when they interrupted by the sound of feet running in the hallway. They turned around and saw a man approaching them quickly, a look of distress covering his face. He wore a long-sleeved white t-shirt with grey and black patterns all over his torso and arms, black combat pants and boots, a gun holster wrapped in one leg with a combat knife on the other. When he reached the group, he took deep breaths and regained his composure as he remembered what he was supposed to say.

"Oh, Curtis! What brings you here?" Black Canary said, recognizing the man in question.

"Sorry for intruding, ma'am,'" the man, known as Curtis, spoke in-between quick breaths, "Batman's requesting all heroes in the Watchtower to meet up in the Promenade Area as soon as possible."

"May I ask the reason for his request?" Martian Manhunter asked.

"I'm afraid you'll have to see for yourselves..."

Black Canary and Martian Manhunter exchanged looks just as Curtis proceeded to walk back towards the elevator. Soon, the group followed him and went to the elevator as well, wondering why the Dark Knight was urging every hero to meet up with him and what the emergency was about...

A/N: Finally! After a few months of coming up with the context, I finish and post this chapter! This One is happy with himself!
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