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Mount Justice

August 1 6:30

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *BE-*

Wally groaned as he smashed his hand down on his alarm clock, effectively silencing the shrill noise that had so valiantly disturbed his slumber. He sighed with relief and sunk back into his bed, welcoming the comfort of the white sheets that covered his bed.

However, he had the oddest feeling that he was being watched.

His eyes creaked open to reveal a green teenage girl around his age with fiery red hair and a face that looked too happy to belong to someone who had just woken up. "Hey Wally, what'cha doing?" The bright martian girl asked. Her only response was something unintelligible that came out of his mouth as he rolled over and smashed his face into his cloud like pillow (this had become a recurring problem). "What was that?"

Wally sighed in exasperation, any hope of falling back into the wonderful embrace of sleep gone. Just like that. He sat up in his bed and looked the teenage girl right in the face. "I said," A serious look came across his face as he grabbed his pillow and shoved it into his face. "Whft dfra yar drffind bhre."

"I'm sorry what?" Megan asked, an even more confused looked coming across her face.

The speedster sunk even deeper into his bed. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…" *Inhale* "...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…"

"I'll just be going then." Wally heard the door close as the green teen left the room to go explore the other parts of their new home until that one guy had been caught, what was his name again? Hogan? No that wasn't it. Gofan? Sounded like it but no. Kakarot? Where did he even get that one?

Frustrated, the teen got out of his bed and angrily got dressed in a pair of jeans and a snug fitting grey T-shirt. He went to his personal bathroom in the cave and proceeded to brush his teeth and make sure his hair was perfect in every way, and knowing his lazy attitude, it was probably the exact same from when he had woken up.

Wally made his way out to the kitchen of the cave, where an amazing smell was coming from, so amazing that he could not hold the drool from dripping out of his mouth. When he arrived at the kitchen, his eyes were assaulted by the sight of a stack of pancakes that were begging to be eaten by him.

He slowly stalked towards the delicious meal, humming the Mission Impossible theme in his head as he got ever so closer to the fluffy stack of five on the counter. Once he arrived at the counter, he swiftly grabbed a fork from one of the many drawers that were dotted around the kitchen, and loomed over the pancakes with a hungry look on his face, ready to dig in.

However his plans were thwarted when a gruff voice sounded behind him. "Kid, I have to talk to you." Wally turned around to look at the darkly dressed man standing in the corner of the room, who paid no mind to the pained expression on Wally's face as he gazed longingly back to his pancakes. "It has been presumed that you are the closest in age and thinking skills to the combatant that Wonder Woman, Faora, and Superman faced yesterday, am I correct." Wally nodded. "Then I am also correct to assume that you would think like him if you were put in his situation." A confused look.

Batman walked towards the fiery haired teen. "Good." He stopped in his tracks and turned towards the caves teleporter. "This does not leave this room, am I clear." He was gone before Wally could blink, melting into the shadows and leaving the speedster to his thoughts…

...which were quickly pushed to the side by better, and happier thoughts about pancakes.

Stone Cottage

August 1 9:00

Loud booming sounds echoed from a newly rebuilt Gravity Room and Gohan and Cell trained at the maximum Gravity. Inside the spherical room, the normal and super human eye would be able to see nothing but three golden, green, and white auras clashing against each other, denting the nearly indestructible building as they went.

Gohan had a huge grin on his face as he dodged a fist from his adversary and good friend, Cell. He quickly countered by pushing a ki blast into Cells stomach and kicking the android away. He immediately was blindsided by the other android in the room, taking a massive blow to his back, and sending him flying in the same direction as Cell.

Realizing the the golden teen was flying at him, Cell quickly jumped up and prepared a quick ki wave to send at Gohan. "HAAAAAAAAAA!" The orange ki blast barreled towards the teen and collided with his chest, blowing him back towards Android 16, who responded in a similar manner as Cell, initiating a game of Saiyan-tennis.

This continued for about a minute before Gohan became tired of being used as a thing of entertainment for the two androids. After Cell had hit him one last time, he used his ki to stop himself in mid-air, redirecting 16's energy wave at the same time, sending it rocketing towards Cell, who was completely unprepared and sent flying into the wall of the GR unconscious.

16 quickly recovered from his mishap and charged towards Gohan, Igniting his artificial white aura as he did. He sent a quick kick at Gohan when he reached him, before feigning to the right and launching into a lightning fast combination.

All Gohan could do was block as he was assaulted by the burly android. The Saiyan noticed that 16 had quickly fallen into a pattern of moves that were easily trackable for the teen. He had also observed that in this pattern, 16 over extended one of his strikes just a tad over what it should be, leaving him vulnerable for a millisecond.

Gohan waited through the combination, still dodging (Good job Piccolo) all of the strikes until the one that he was looking for happened upon him. Android 16 threw his left hand towards Gohan in a knife hand strike, extending his arm out too far and giving Gohan the opening that he needed.

The Saiyan ducked under the blow and grabbed the android's arm before throwing him over his shoulder in a judo style flip. Gohan pounced after the flying man and delivered a powerful side kick to 16's head, changing his direction and speed. Gohan vanished from sight and reappeared behind 16, driving both of his pointed feet into his back, violently thrashing the android into the ground, ending the spar.

Gohan dropped to the ground in exhaustion, sweat dripping from his body as he drew in labored breaths from the difficult task of putting two androids down. "Good job guys." Gohan said through pants.

"Affirmative." Android 16 replied, panting as well.

"Uuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Cell groaned while sitting up. "Can someone get me the number of that truck."

"Sixteen." Gohan replied sarcastically.

"Affirmative."

"Shut up."

Stone Cottage Lake

13:32

Gohan leaned back on the rock behind him lazily, letting out a full yawn and stretching his arms out to his sides. He let the sounds of nature soothe him until he fell into the deep embrace of sleep.

Metropolis

13:33

Superman and Superboy were patrolling the city for any crime to stop on this seemingly flawless day. They perched on the tallest building and used their super hearing to listen for anything out of the ordinary.

Superman was having a great day by his standards so far. There had been no threats to the Earth, no small crime, and Batman hadn't nagged at him all day.

Conner, however, was not having a good day. The League had assigned him to Superman after his mess-up on the Watch Tower for babysitting, and Batman had refused to let him go near the cave until he could get his anger under control. If he hadn't have been so reckless in chasing Gohan, then he would not be in this position, and Wonder Woman would not be in the League's medical wing right at this moment.

Conner let out a disgruntled grunt and walked to the other side of the building's roof, observing the streets below for any disturbances in the city. He found nothing and resumed his grunt and walk routine around the building.

Metropolis

14:42

After roughly an hour of nothing to do, Superman decided to talk to his clone for lack of anything better to do. "Hey Conner."

Connor stopped walking across the building and turned an icy glare towards his kryptonian father. "What." Annoyance heavy in his voice.

Superman flinched at the hostility in his own kin's voice and turn back to the streets below. "Nothing, just wondering what was on your mind."

"Nothing of your concern father." Conner spat, continuing his routine of grunting and walking.

"Okay."

SIlence fell over the building once again as no one noticed the small spherical object heading towards a certain lake.

East Quadrant.

7 Days from Earth

A dark, lone figure sat in a tall and elegant raised throne placed at the middle of the large room. He was a small being, standing around 5-foot 3-inches, who had white skin with black tattoo like markings dancing across it. Now at first nobody would find the markings weird in any way, however, if one were to take a closer look, they would find that they were literally dancing across the figure's skin, moving with the figures emotions. The markings would move in a jagged path if angered, and a slower, calmer path when tranquill, like water.

The figure was wearing a set of bulky metal armor, hiding all physical attributes of his body. A helmet completely covered the figures head and his it from view, making the uniform clad man before him tremble in fear.

"You have committed crimes a-against the G-galactic Patrol." He pulled out his energy cuffs. "I-I theref-fore must ar-r-r-rest you." He had almost defecated at this point.

"And just what are those crimes, I might ask." A loud voice boomed from the small figure.

The Galactic Patrol officer was sweating lakes into his boots as he answered the looming figure. "P-planetary destruction on more than thirty counts, the murders of s-seven hundr-red billion people, a-and the extinction of three million r-races."

"Hmmmmm." The figure tapped his armor clad finger on his throne. "Sounds about right." He sat up from his formerly slouched position. "You can go now."

"N-no!" The officer said determinedly. "I was the warrior who defeated Frieza, I can and will arrest you!" The man dropped into a flawless fighting stance with his cuffs at his side.

"Hmph. Really?" The figure rose to his full height. "You know well enough that I am leagues ahead of you in power, and yet you still continue to try and be brave? I admire that." He dropped from his raised throne onto the ground in front of the officer. "So much so, that instead of killing you…" He took off the gauntlet on his right hand, revealing the white skin and calmly moving tattoos. "I will make you my slave." The armor clad man rushed forward in a blinding speed and latched his hand onto the officers forehead, digging his fingers into the man's skin, eliciting a cry of pain that he so much desired. "And while I'm at it, I might even take a little power for my own too."

His hand glowed an eerie purple, sucking the life out of the officer's body and soul, and dropping the officer to the ground. "Ahhh, so much better." He clenched his fist as lightning crackled over his hand. "I must say young one, your power is quite exquisite." He gazed at the barely alive patroller on the ground. "Now to make some use of you." He grabbed the man by the back of the uniform and picked him up. "But first I think I'll have a little fun."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

End Chapter

Yes, Yes, Yes, I know it's short, but hey, I've set up the next arc and I hope you peoples want to read it.

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