Nobody's P.O.V.
It's been a whole week since the Team had freed the League from the Light's control, some of its members spread throughout the Cave. Aqua Lad and Zatanna were in the meeting room looking over a hologram of the Earth trying to locate the Light's location. Artemis and Kid-Flash were in the kitchen talking about how a normal life would be great, not having the pressure of almost dying every now and then, not needing to worry about having a double life. Rocket, Robin, and Miss Martian were out with their mentors, assisting them with an off world mission. Superboy and Wolf were in the garage working on repairing the Super Cycle. Well, Superboy was while Wolf was just sitting down watching him.
Kalder's P.O.V.
"Vandal Savage and The Brain have too many hiding places for us to accurately track their movement," I said, Zatanna next to me looking over the world map we have on screen.
"We can't do anything against Queen Bee, Lex Luthor, or even Ra Al Gul because of their political pardoning," Zatanna muttered, "We can't even track Klarion because of how unpredictable he is and even if we could we have no way of containing him."
"What if we-" I paused looking at Zatanna, she had her eyes closed and hands to her temples, "What is it?"
"There's someone doing some dangerously strong magic here. There's someone in the Cave!" She looked up worriedly and started pulling up the camera footage of the Cave and the many rooms in it.
"I'll alert the rest," I informed her, reaching for my com link to alert the rest of the Team and have them secure all levels.
"Awe, you won't be able to do that. We've cut the communication of everyone in the cave and I'm just about done sealing off all forms of teleportation in and out of this base," I turned around to see some teenager with platinum blonde hair wearing leather greek armor. In his hands were one of those scales you'd see the blind woman in front of courthouses using. He had a sword sheathed to his belt and his eyes were pale white. "Don't worry, we just wanna ask you two a few questions," he started walking towards us.
Pulling out my water bearers and forming two swords I took up a defensive stance, "What makes you think we have any interest in answering the questions of such a suspicious figure as yourself?" I started analyzing our current threat, trying to find out how he was able to cut off our communication and the Zeeta Tube transportation.
"My, my, an Atlantean and magician? Isak, please tell me I can play with them for a while? Pretty please?" Looking behind me I saw a teenager with black hair holding a scythe in his right hand, with his left at his hip. His face was covered with a maroon hood.
"No Christian, we are only here to gather info and only to take them in when forced." Isak replied, "Now, we only wish to know about a certain Lord of Order that has been brought back. Cooperation would be best to avoid unnecessary violence."
"Mrasid!" Zatanna casted her spell towards Christian in an attempt to disarm him, but his scythe didn't move an inch.
"Zatanna, focus on getting the others here to assist us, I'll provide you with some cover," I ordered her. Christian charged at us with his scythe, using my twin swords to block him I took a swing at his feet. He jumped up high and swung down his scythe using its weight to cut through my water swords. I reformed a battle axe and shield and engaged in battle with him, blocking his swings with my shield and tried to create an opening to attack him with my axe. He kept dodging and swinging, each swing stronger than the last. I had to make my shield denser due to the strength of his attacks. I could make out the sounds of Zatanna's spells and assumed she was holding her own against Isak.
Changing attack patterns, I blasted Christian away with high water pressure to look at Zatanna panting while glaring at Isak but didn't see any physical injuries. Isak moved to go next to Christian with a raised eyebrow. "Are you really playing around while on a mission?" He asked his partner.
"He's tougher than we were informed, skin is thick too. Most likely due to his time under the ocean but he doesn't seem to be able to do much but control water in a sophisticated but physical way. Most likely dropped out of sorcery school in favor of being a hero," Christian informed Isak.
I stared in shock, "How'd you get that information?!" I demanded.
"You aren't the first Atlantean we've faced and you fight more so like a warrior of land rather than the sea. You also seem to favor weapons made by humans and the amount of pressure from your water blast indicated that you were either holding back or don't have the knowledge to put more power behind your attacks. The way you move also gives you away, where it shows favor fighting up close instead of using magic to your advantage." Christian explained. "How about you Isak? Got anything out of the magician?"
"Seems that her magic isn't fully developed and she might not have any teacher for anything other than backward spells. Pretty unique but basic, she tried to summon her friends multiple times though. Not successfully of course, but there's potential if she has a teacher. Now, how did Dr. Fate return to this plane?" He asked again.
What should we do? Zatanna looks like she needs to rest and I don't know what skills our opponents possess other than unique observation and Christian's skill with his scythe.
"Maybe you should sit, the pressure feels as though gravity is pushing you down and your very physically drained," the voice was so soothing and calming, the words felt so true as my legs started feeling heavy. I dropped to my knees to rest for a minute while I looked over to the source of the voice and saw two male figures walking over. One looked simply gorgeous, skin tight black leather that shaped his figure. Wearing a short leather jacket with red lining, fingerless leather gloves and nails painted silver. He wore make-up but it made his natural features pop out more. His partner looked like a hunter, wearing silver camouflage shorts and camping boots. He wore no shirt and his whole upper body looked like a star chart with all the constellations printed on his body. A flute in his left hand and over his shoulder was Superboy. Sound asleep. "This one is coming with us as a hostage, the boss will love this though," He spoke, gesturing to Superboy. Walking next to him to my surprise was Wolf, looking like he was with friends and not intruders.
"Kaldur, snap out of it! There's magic in his voice," Zatanna warned me but I could see she was more tired than before the arrival of these new intruders.
"They still haven't answered? Let's just take them with us and integrate them later, if this keeps up we'll end up being late!" A new voice spoke. Coming from a teenager coming out of the kitchen looking like a dancer. He had on spandex wrapped in a silk wrap with music note designs on it. A black t-shirt that had the words 'Sing!' in gold while caring a large war hammer as if it weighed nothing.
Besides him was another shirtless teen that was dragging the body of Kidflash and a whip was wrapped like a belt on his jeans. His upper body was tattooed like the other but it looked like ancient symbols instead of constellations. "We only wish to know how Dr. Fate was revived and then we shall leave you be Kalduran of Atlantes." He spoke with authority and his eyes looked so sincere.
"What would you want this information for?" I asked them.
"Because the balance has been upset by his revival. Klarion the Witch Boy had upset it first when he manifested in the mortal plane but was then bound to another to keep his Chaos in check. Now with Nabu revived and unbound he is enforcing order where it is not welcomed. He is breaking ancient Laws with beliefs that his Order is the same as others," Isak explained
"What are you gonna do? I won't let you kill him," Zatanna shouted and the fire in her eyes came back with passion. "Erif," fire erupted from the palms and shot towards Isak.
"As I said, she gots potential but it's too raw," Isak said. He looked at the symbol tattooed teen as the fire got closer. "Alex, she's all yours," Alex raised his palm and absorbed the fire.
"I like her, Zatanna Zatara, I offer you the choice of having your father back in exchange for your cooperation with our mission. In addition, I will assist you in your magic and teach you more than what your father has limited you with," Alex offered. He opened up his palm and a fireball appeared, changed into a snowflake, then crystallized into a rainbow-colored crystal, and then into a cloud of navy blue smoke that poured around them. "Our goal isn't to harm your father, but rather to have Nabu answer for his crimes."
I looked to see Zatanna having an internal conflict with herself, part of her wanting to take the offer while the other part was in doubt. "How do I know you aren't lying to me?"
"I evig uoy ym drow," he chanted. She looked at me with soft eyes, she gave me a sad smile.
"I'm so sorry Aqualad, but if I have a chance to save my father from fate," she faced the intruders, "I'll go with you guys."
"What about the Atlantean? Should we take him or leave him?" Christian asked looking at Alex. The others just took a step back and started drawing a large circle around them. Zatanna stared at them in awe as they worked in sync with each other. They layed the unconscious bodies of Kidflash and Superboy in the center. The teen with constellation tattoos motioned for Zatanna to join them, Wolf standing next to her to provide her with some sort of familiar comfort.
"Aqualad, we leave you here with a message for the Justice League. Dr. Fate is to answer for his crimes and Nico's guard will be hunting him until he does. These four will be safe with us, Zatanna learning, Kidflash has some unique magic in him, and Superboy has a few things in him that need to be dealt with. Wonder Woman should know where they will be treated, tell her to contact Chiron for confirmation," Alex spoke as he stepped into the circle with the others. With a snap of his fingers, blue vapor rose and engulfed them all. After it cleared there was no sign of any of them, the next thing I know, the darkness consumed my vision.