++++++In honor of my first review:

Stormrunner74 - It's an interesting idea. I was trying to think of how to do it since the age of one of the characters in that series has changed. Nightwing will be a teenager not an adult. I'd originally thought about it but not sure how to work certain character pairings into it. Otherwise I'd love to have River and Charlie in this cause it means I can play around with their children as well.

Bit of a warning in this chapter though.

Please enjoy this chapter before bed.

I do not own ++++++

Five

"She's where?" Scarlet questioned, staring at Jason as they sat outside CC Jitters having something to eat curtesy of Starla Lee's credit card.

"Gotham," Jason answered. "My birds say she's in some apartment building. We're gonna go get her."

"Gotham is halfway across the country," Scarlet objected. "They already know we're after Jessie. What do you propose we do?"

"Nothing sounds good," spoke a voice behind them. The two teens looked around and found the speaker in the form of a seventeen-year-old boy reading the paper. He put the paper down to reveal a red S on black background. He sat the paper down in front of him, looking straight at Scarlet. "You blew up our medical bay."

"Oh look, it's Superdork Jr," Scarlet snapped, getting to her feet. "Little far from your boss aren't you? You seem to missing his tight leash."

Superboy got to his feet. "You're a snippy little thing aren't you?"

"Just annoyed at people sticking their noises in my business," Scarlet snapped. She ushered Jason behind her, no animal the boy could control would bring Superman's protégée down. "We have to go," she warned him.

"Time to get your flea shot?" he teased. Superboy failed to duck the table flying into his face before it did. He threw the table aside and stared Scarlet down as she stood her ground in front of him. The girl had absolutely no training so this would be easy? Right?

Wrong.

Scarlet was flinging anything and everything she could get her hands on at him. Tables, chairs, the occasional motorbike-Shit a car! He drifted to the left, shaking himself off. "I am not going back!" she yelled.

"Relax, babe, I'm not here to take you back," Superboy laughed.

"Liar!" Scarlet screamed, her eyes suddenly glowing blue. "I HATE YOU ALL!" she screamed. "I WANT MY LIFE BACK!" Scarlet's feet suddenly left the ground, lifting centimeters off the ground.

"Well you've done it now," he muttered as a vortex started spinning around the girl. Superboy watched as the other kid with Scarlet stumbled back, horror written all over his face before he ran. The kid wasn't that important anyway. Scarlet was the one he was here to see. In the distance he could see two figures, one dressed in red and purple, the other dressed in blue and red. He rolled his eyes. Superboy had a strong dislike for the woman. Always sticking her noise in his business just because off the way he came into this world. "Anytime now," he muttered to the teen girl. Superboy floated backwards a little before he flew straight into the cortex.

Scarlet threw all the debris she'd collected straight at him.

He raised his fist and punched her, right in the face.

The enraged teen collapsed onto the ground in a heap, blood spilling from her nose and her eyes from using too much energy.

Mindwarp landed on the ground beside Superman, running over to Scarlet's body to see if she was still alive.

"What were you thinking going after her like that?" Superman scowled at the teen. "There could have been some serious damage-people could have died."

"I want her on the team," Superboy told his mentor. "She's good. But she needs training. I came here cause Nightwing and I agreed that she'd be a good asset to the team."

"No!" Mindwarp snapped. "Absolutely not!" She held the unconscious teen in her arms. "That's out of the question. She needs to heal her mind first before anything else."

Superboy looked down at Mindwarp and snorted. "You're the one holding her back-no one but you. You may think you're good at what you do but you can't fix everything. Girl like her, been through what she's been through, needs to learn to focus her anger. Some focus better by hitting things than talking. Anything that happens next is all on you, lady." He pushed off the ground and disappeared into the sky.

-XXX-

Scarlet woke up in the bed back in the Allen-Lee household. She stared up at the roof above her, fearing to look around.

"You're still here if that's what you're worried about," Starla assured her.

Scarlet sat up. "What's your problem?" she snapped. "If I don't want to be here don't keep me. You're holding me against my will. I'd rather be out there then in here with a lying bitch like you."

Starla held her hands up. "Scarlet, I don't want to fight. We've all been through enough lately. I need to tell you something-in the fight between you and Superboy, Jason took off-we haven't been able to find him. Before you blame me there's something else you need to know…Jessie's been moved from her carers place. It seems she was torturing her carers with illusions, had them trapped in the house for twenty-four hours before we found her."

Scarlet frowned. "Where is she?"

"She's downstairs with Bart and Barry having breakfast," Starla answered, "her living here is under the condition that you will do as I ask otherwise a friend of mine in Star City has agreed to take her. Do we have an agreement?"

Scarlet nodded her head. "I promise. I'll even go to school as you ask just please don't take Jessie away!"

Starla smiled. "We're under agreement then. Before you go I want you to tell me something that no one else knows and I'll tell you something about me. Can you do that?"

Scarlet gripped the blanket tightly. "They were starving," she whispered, "I couldn't get any food for them. I promised but I didn't and they were all starving. Oh it was disgusting…your first time is supposed to be romantic. Not selling yourself in an alleyway for a hundred bucks at fifteen."

Starla reached out and squeezed her hand. "We'll work through that, Scarlet I promise. Barry doesn't know this but when I was sixteen I made a kid in our class kill himself."

Scarlet's eyes widened. "What?"

She nodded. "I was young. I had no idea. This was before the Justice League was even an idea. His name was Nathan Thomas. I found my friend, Suzie hiding in the bathroom after history and she was crying. She never told me but I saw what he did in her head. So I went after him. The idea was to make him confess to the police but instead he walked right up to the roof of the building and threw himself off. English third period on May 11th was when I heard the sound of him hit the ground. I'm worried because I was untrained, yes my parents loved me and nurtured me but I needed training. You need to heal your mind first. That little girl I met in your head is still there. These sessions I want us to have will be us fighting that thing in your head. I want more white lights-more happy memories and less darkness. Okay?" When Scarlet nodded, she let the girl get up.

Scarlet jumped out of bed and ran down stairs to the little girl waiting for her. She watched the girl go and sighed. Connor wasn't right…her mind needed healing first, the rest they could work on later. Yes, Starla decided, she would keep the offer of a place on the Young Justice League a secret for now.