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Bialya

September 4, 16:02 EST

There was something soft below me. It was supporting me, and I could have sworn it was a bed. But if it was a bed, then why didn't it have a pillow? Why did it not smell like my room? What happened to its vanilla scented air freshener?

Was the air conditioner on thirty-five degrees Celsius? It was scorching hot out!

I gasped as my eyes shot open in a panicked hurry to find the answers for all those questions roaming in my mind. My eyes quickly locked on the foreign sight of the setting sun looking down on me. What I thought had been my bed was actually soft sand dunes. I was definitely not in my room.

That would explain why I didn't have a pillow under my head.

I stood up in a flurry of the black and grey in my costume that intolerably stood out in between all the sand. Wait a second, black and grey? My costume is white and grey! Why was in my super hero uniform? Better yet, what happened to me?

I couldn't remember a thing, not a single thing.

There was nothing inside my brain that could help me figure out why I was in the middle of an unknown desert in a darker version of my uniform with no one around me. I could feel my heart starting to race and my breath come out raggedly. I tried calming down as much as I could.

I couldn't let myself panic, not even if I wanted to.

Okay, I needed to gather my thoughts and make a plan. There were some rocks around the areawhere I stood, all of them coated in a thick layer of sand. There was barely any vegetation, so that meant no water. I had my utility belt filled with explosives, and my whip.

Still. No. Water.

I was about to go scouting for any other human facilities or possible food sources when I saw a small cloud of sand moving toward me. My eyes widened, and in a hurry to get out of sight, I jumped up on one the closest rock to my right.

I tried blending in with the background and crouched down low, and lucky me; Batman had partly given me my training, kudos to him and his stealth.

The car that passed me by bore the insignia of the Bialya Republic Army. The men had guns resting on their shoulders, and I realized something very important.

"What the heck am I doing in Bialya?"

My voice sounded groggy, probably from the lack of use. I didn't really care at that moment because, seriously, the more important question was how did I even get to Bialya? I could only recall going to Smoothie King with Dinah, Ollie, and Roy.

Did I get a memory loss? If I did, which was the most probable answer at this point, then how much range did my amnesia cover? Did I forget just a few days, months, or years? I quickly counted off the fact that years could have passed since my body looked pretty much the same as it had during March second.

My muscles had toned just a bit more under the costume, but even that was barely visible with all the clothing.

I realized that my ear had a communicator resting on it, and was making a move to radio one of the Leaguers when I remembered something. Batman had told us to keep radio silence at all times. What for? I had no idea, but I wasn't about to question the only memory that I had of this presumed mission.

If Batman had sent us here then it must have been for a good reason. I don't think the erasing of my memory was part of the plan, though, that just didn't seem like Bruce's way of handling things.

It could have been Green Lantern's idea though. That seemed like the type of thing he would be laughing at from the Watchtower.

I jumped down from the rock, and sat down with my back resting on it. This was all so messed up. I had forgotten my memory, I was in Bialya, and I wasn't entirely sure for how long I'd been here.

Who had wiped my memory, anyway?

I looked around; the oranges of the sky contrasting the sand dunes should have beautiful. They should have been magnificent, even, but I couldn't bring myself to even half-heartedly enjoy the view. There were too many questions roaming in and out of my mind, some worse than others.

Wait, if Batman had given me some advice for this mission, did that mean that Robin was here, too?

It would make sense if both him and I, maybe with Kid Flash, Aqualad or Speedy, were all sent on a mission together. Black Canary, Green Arrow, Batman, Aquaman, and Flash could have sent us all on an errand. It had been happening often, that our mentors would try to ready us for being part of the Justice League with small missions.

They had never sent us out of the country, though, and to Saudi Arabia much less! That was way too far away from the United States. Nothing added up completely. Every time that I thought I had the answer to one of my questions, logic completely ruled out that idea.

Suddenly a loud boom echoed dangerously close to where I stood. I staggered back in surprise, standing in front of a large crater surrounded by sand dust. A boy erupted from the crater, his eyes were blue and his hair jet-black, and he looked an awful lot like Superman.

His eyes held a fierce animal look, and I could only reach for my whip in case that our little staring contest came to an end. Soon enough, the boy came barreling toward me in a horribly loud shout that resounded through the area. He reminded me of an actual savage beast, and I could only wonder what a human like him could have gotten done to him to make him be this horrible.

Copy Face, he looked just like Superman so that was his new name, and I engaged into close combat, which soon proofed to be a fatal mistake for me as he pushed me back several meters with super-strength. All right, when did Clark and Lois decide to have a baby?

When I opened my eyes that shielded me from the sand, I could see Copy Face still standing in his previous position before reaching me in one single leap. I cursed under my breath, fighting him would only get me killed, but I didn't want to back down from this obstacle.

It was either death or escape, though.

I begrudgingly stopped time just before the boy could plant a punch on my face. I scampered up from my laying position on the sand and ran away as fast as I could. I skittered through the jagging rock edges, and successfully got away from the boy in record time.

If Wally were here he would compliment me on my running skills when I was surely going to get chased by a super-strengthened human boy who was obviously older than me by a few years.

I ran for quite a few miles in what seemed to be six hours to me, but was surely only two hours.

I stopped a bunch of times to catch my breath in between the running, and even fast-forwarded to the second hour of running to get it all over with. I honestly thought that the boy who had attacked me could have caught up with me even if I ran five miles, so I decided to run the double of the distance for a good measure.

When I returned time back to normal, the sun was already setting down low on the horizon. I fell down on the floor, there were rocks surrounding me again.

I felt exhausted, all the adrenaline having left my body in a rush. I wanted to drink water, to feel the coolness run down my throat, but there wasn't any of that liquid around here. I could only lie down on the sand dunes and hope that I didn't faint.

Why did they have to send me to Bialya? And who was that boy who wanted to kill me? Why did he look so much like Clark? The resemblance had been uncanny!

The boy had Clark's eyes and hair, even his built. The strange thing was that the boy didn't utter a single word to me as we fought, or more like, as he tried pounding me to a pulp. It was almost as if he had been driven by nothing but, well, animal instinct.

"Diana!"

My eyes snapped open, and my body felt a new surge of energy running through its veins. I recognized that voice, and how relieved I was to find out that I wasn't alone.

I turned my head up to where Robin was perched on top of a rock, and as soon as he jumped down, I enveloped him in the tightest hug I had given anyone in my whole life. Dick returned the embrace with as much vigor and strength as I had.

"Dick! Oh, I'm so glad to see you!" I grabbed his face with my hands, and gave him my brightest smile.

"I'm glad to see you, too!" He grinned toothily, and gave me another tight hug before releasing me. "You look terrible. What happened to you?"

I shook my head in disbelief of what I was about to say, "A boy, who looked a lot like Superman, attacked me. He seemed to not be able to do anything but shout at me."

Robin's eyes widened, "He attacked you, too? That guy almost killed me earlier this morning!"

I nodded in apprehension. "Dick, do you have any idea how we got here?" I whispered to him as we moved to sit next to each other behind the rock.

He shook his head, "Not a clue. I got my memory wiped out, and the strangest thing? It's September fourth!"

My eyes widened, "September fourth? What happened to March?"

Dick shook his head again, and we stayed silent, not really knowing what else to say about our current situation. It had gone dark already; just a few strips of light were left on the far horizon. The wind had picked up just a bit, showering me with the dry coolness of the desert.

"How do you think we'll get out of here?" I turned my head to face him.

Dick looked back at me, "We'll figure something out, D. We always do."

I nodded, and stood up slowly, taking my time. Dick and I were in no hurry anymore. We had found each other, another person to share the confusion with, and that was enough for now.

I stretched out my hand for Dick to take, "We should get going. Maybe Speedy, Kid, or Aqualad were sent here, too. I know Speedy can't handle being alone for too long. He'll start freaking out."

Dick chuckled, and took my hand, using my help to get his butt up from the ground. We started walking aimlessly to the south, and we looked out into the horizon. I could only wonder if we were really going to figure something out, or even find Wally or Roy.

An alarming thought crossed my mind; Kaldur wouldn't last very long in a place like this. There wasn't any water close to us.

Then I remembered something else. Maybe no one except us was even here. It would be not use for me to worry about Kaldur if there was the obvious chance that he wasn't even around here.

As a chill passed through me, I scooted closer to Robin, wrapping an arm around his back. He held me close to him, resting his arm on my shoulder. "Everything will be alright, D."

I sighed, "You always say that."

Dick smirked at it, "And isn't it always true?"

That instantly shut me up, and a triumphant look passed across his face. Dick looked at me worriedly when I just looked down toward the sand that crunched under our feet, as we walked nowhere in particular.

"D, we are going to be fine."

I forced a grin to envelop my lips, "I know, Dick. As long as we're alive, we're alright?"

Dick gave me a squeeze, "Yeah. As long as you're alive, we're alright."

My raised my eyes to him in alarm and surprise. He didn't repeat my words. He said that as long as I was alive, we were both all right. I didn't like the way he put that sentence.

It meant that no matter what happened to him, as long as I lived, he would be fine with anything that came toward him. Even death. I decided not to mention anything to him, in fear that he would only give me a reason for saying those words, but I gave him a look that told him I wasn't fine with his sentence.

Dick only shook his head, giving me a sad but reassuring smile. "You know, I just noticed something." I motioned him to go on. "If dislike is the opposite of like, then is disaster the opposite of aster?"

I gave him a glare for changing the subject, and saying something so silly, "Yeah, it is. Unluckily, for you, it is not a real word."

"It is now!" Dick shrugged, now giving me a real grin.

We kept walking until all morning light faded away from the sky. The stars shone brighter than I had ever seen them, and there were millions of millions of them. It was a beautiful sight, and for the first time today, I let myself enjoy the moment.

A loud beeping erupted from Dick's right arm, which was where his portable computer was always situated on. I raised my eyebrows in excited surprise.

Dick's arm left my shoulders, and he opened the holographic computer screen. The screen showed a map, and instantly, the beeping stopped. "My GPS is picking up a location that I marked. It's not far from here, we just have to walk about two more kilometers and we'll get there."

I nodded, "What did you set a mark on?"

Dick shook his head in confusion, "Memory erased, remember?"

There was so much irony in his sentence that I had the urge to burst out laughing until my insides hurt from contracting so much. The fact that I got reminded, once again, that my memory was completely wiped, just took away most of the humor.

Robin and I walked side by side, our steps seeming more rushed. We didn't speak; there wasn't anything to really talk about. We were both too curious about what he might have put a mark on, and why.

I wanted, more than anything, an answer. This was a very rare moment, the one that I would finally get the answer to something that could help us figure out what was happening.

We were soon only meters away from the location that was marked in red on Robin's computer. "I wish I could remember why I put a GPS marker here…" The boy beside me wondered as we got close enough to see the contraption in between a small crater of rocks.

Both him and I dropped down on the floor, making sure that there weren't any intruders around. "I guess that's why, Wonder Boy."

We scanned the area for clues on any human activities around the area, but there wasn't any. Robin nodded at me, and we both jumped out from behind the rock, landing in the middle of the crater.

Much to our surprise, four armed Bialyan Republican Army members appeared from under the sand and pointed their guns at us.

"Her majesty wants them alive!" One of the men shouted in Arabic. All right, so a queen wants us, and alive. I didn't know if that was good or not.

Robin dropped three smoke pellets in front of us, and we soon engaged in combat as they advance toward us without hesitation.

I took out my whip, and lashed out at one of the men, hitting his back, and then grabbing his gun.

There were soon reinforcements coming toward us, so I decided to stop using my long-range weapon and change tactics.

I hit one of the men with my knee, and punched him in the face for a good measure. He fell down unconscious. Then, I dropkicked another man, making him lie down on the floor unmoving in less than a minute.

I roundhouse kicked two more, and finalized my fighting by pirouetting over two armed guards. As soon as I was behind them, I hit certain key spots and made them drop on the floor, unconscious.

"Enough! Open fire!" One of the men shouted at the rest in the foreign language, and Robin and I had not choice but to flip and run out of range.

Soon enough, though, a black blur came speeding gracefully between the men, taking all of their guns.

I smirked, "Kid, long time no see!"

Wally smiled down at me, "Too long, babe!"

Robin groaned in annoyance, "Less flirting, more fighting!"

We were done knocking unconscious men twice our size double time with Kid's help. We weaved through men, and kicked them with a fierceness that only hope provided us.

When we were almost finished, two armed men came running behind Dick. They were pointing their guns at him in threatening silence.

"Robin!" I got my whip ready to severely hurt the armed soldiers, but an invisible force knocked them unconscious before anyone could do anything else.

A girl appeared floating on top of us, and she reminded me a lot of Martian Manhunter. Her warm brown eyes looked friendly, and she smiled at us in reassurance.

I instantly knew she was one of the good guys.

The remaining soldiers tried running away from us as to not get any severe damage done to their insides. An arrow whizzed past my head, almost cutting a part of my chestnut hair, and it revealed a rope that entangled itself on a soldier's body.

We all looked up at a blond girl, with darker skin, and startling grey eyes that looked down at us as if unsure of what to make out of the two new members of her tiny squad, but then they rested on me and I saw her gaze soften.

I trusted her, too.

I turned to Wally, and ran to get a hug from him. "Oh, Kid! It's so good to see you! I thought Rob and I were alone here for a second there."

Wally laughed, widening his eyes teasingly. "If you two had been left here alone…Man, a lot of things would have happened." He winked at me jokingly.

Robin came to stand beside us with a scowl, "And I don't get to say hi to him, too?"

I rolled my eyes, "Don't get snappy a us now, Wonder Boy."

Dick gave us what tried to be a nonchalant shrug, and moved in to greet his second best friend. Emphasis on second best friend, just because, I'm his best friend no matter what Wally says.

"Let's hogtie these creeps and compare notes!" Robin announced, and we all set to work.

The Martian, whose name was M'Gann, contributed to telling us all most things about who we were. Robin and Kid occasionally threw facts in the conversation, but the archer, Artemis, and I barely said anything. We both didn't remember almost a single thing that had happened these last six months.

"So, we're a team?" I clarified, looking at everyone.

"The five of us, and Superboy." M'Gann nodded.

"Then this must be his!" Robin took out a black piece of cloth with the red symbol of Superman imprinted on it.

"Yes!" M'Gann exclaimed. "Did you see him?"

"I think we did!" Artemis realized.

"Angry dude? Some teammate! He attacked us!" Wally rolled his eyes.

"He attacked me, too. I think that he was just defending himself, though." I reasoned.

"Timeless is right. He didn't know who we are." Artemis agreed. "I don't know who we are!"

"I remember Batman ordering radio silence." Robin spoke up. "Our team must work for him!"

"Good work, Sherlock Holmes." I rolled my eyes. "I think we all established that about ten minutes ago, though."

Robin flicked my temple in answer to his bafflement, and I rubbed my head, flicking him back.

"How do we know our team doesn't work for my mentor?" Wally said cockily, pressing a button in his suit that made it transform from black to yellow and red again. "Whoa!"

I grinned, and pressed the middle of my chest, too. Instantly, my black costume returned back to white and grey. That was relieving. Kid kept testing out his new upgraded costume, which made Artemis' patience run thin.

"We look ridiculous!" She exclaimed, "And quit touching yourself!"

I sighed, "We need our memories back."

Suddenly, I heard M'Gann's voice echo inside of my head. 'To help Superboy.'

In a flurry of white, we were all suddenly inside what seemed to be a cave made out of crystals. The whole room was tinted purple, and the crystals seemed to be reflecting images of all of us doing different things.

There was Artemis and Wally arguing, Dick and I smiling at each other as we watched a movie on a couch, M'Gann cleaning cake mix off a much calmer Superboy. It was like watching a play, just that we were the stars of it.

"I brought you into my mind to share whatever memories I have," M'Gann appeared in front of us, "But I need your help. Together our broken memories can form a whole if you open your minds to mine."

"You want to go through our private thoughts?" Artemis panicked. I didn't know why, though. It didn't seem like such a bad idea.

"I have no reason to intrude but—"

"You need to hack our minds to find out what happened to us, got it, go!" Robin started getting impatient.

"My brain is all yours! Try to not let its brilliance overwhelm you." Wally teased.

"Or underwhelm you!" I rolled my eyes.

"Hey, why isn't anyone ever just whelmed?" Robin asked all of a sudden.

I poked his side, "Focus, Robin!"

I saw Wally take Artemis' hand, as she still seemed hesitant to let M'Gann look into her brain, "Last six months only, and only what you need!"

M'Gann nodded, and, as if a wave had crashed on top of me, all of my memories came rushing over me. There was Batman telling us about objects non-terrestrial in Bialya, and that were to covertly investigate. I remembered Robin and I looking through binoculars, scanning the perimeter.

We saw a site created by the Bialyan army, and then the scene shifted to a voice telling us to set up a machine there. Soon enough, Robin set up the machine to work, and then Aqualad told M'Gann to be careful as she went to go investigate the non-terrestrial signals the machine was detecting.

All at once, the memories stopped flowing and we all realized in panic, "Aqualad!"

"Where is he? What happened next?" Robin questioned M'gann.

"I don't know!" She answered. "That's the last thing we remember!"

I saw Artemis and Wally's hands detach in embarrassment, and I couldn't help but smirk, I told her they would make a cute couple. "We landed here twenty-four hours ago. That can't be good for a guy with gills!"

"Now that I know to look for him," Robin opened his computer, "He's close! But he's not moving…"

My breath went ragged, making me feel light-headed. "We have to find him! We have to do something! What if he's…" I didn't dare finish my sentence.

"Don't worry, D." Robin placed a hand on my shoulder. "We'll find him. Follow me!"

So, we ran after Robin, following his trusty GPS. When we got to Kaldur, I was almost shocked to find him in the state that he was in.

I've always known Kaldur to be the levelheaded leader of us all, and the calm voice of reason whenever we got into fights. Watching him wriggle in desperation and muttering profanities in Atlantian. It was the complete opposite of him.

I didn't like it.

We brought him over to the site where the machine stood up, and laid him down there to rest. We were all quite unsure of what to do with him.

"I can't restore his memories in this condition." M'Gann announced to us, sitting down with Kaldur on her lap.

"He needs to get rehydrate immediately!" I exclaimed worriedly.

"Call the bioship!" Robin announced beside me.

"It's out of range." M'Gann turned to Wally. "But you can get him there fast!"

"He's too heavy, and I'm too low on fuel." Kid shook his head, pointing at Artemis. "Right now, I couldn't even carry her!"

Artemis scuffed, and shoved him away from her. "Why not just levitate him back?"

"I can't." M'Gann set Kaldur down on the sand. "I have to find Superboy! Six months ago he didn't exist, he has no memory, just animal impulse! I'm the only one who can help him."

"Superboy is indestructible, just ask those tanks!" Wally reasoned. "It's Aqualad who needs your help! Like, now!"

Suddenly, M'Gann held her head and cringed in searing pain. "No! Superboy's in pain!"

"M'Gann! Wait!"

"We still don't know who erased our memories! It could happen again!"

I would have stopped time. I would have done anything possible to make sure that Kaldur would make it out alive, but I knew how M'Gann felt. Having the one you love most being in pain…you need to help them no matter what.

I looked at Dick, "We have to get him to the bioship. Let's move."

The four of us built a makeshift bed to carry Aqualad on as we dragged on through the desert night. We let Robin lead us, as he was the one who had the GPS with the bioship's marked location.

In the middle of our little walk to find the ship, we stopped, listening intently to a shrill sound coming not too far away from us. "Quick! Over there!" Robin commanded us, and he pushed my back slightly to make sure I got behind the rock in time.

As soon as we were hidden, a Bialyan Army car passed by us, and Kaldur decided to choose that time to mutter more Atlantian profanities. He muttered something about Tula, and instantly my senses sparked up.

A few months back, Kaldur had told me about his love for a girl named Tula back in Atlantis. He said that when he left for the surface world, he had been so sure about being Aqualad, but three months later, he had second thoughts about leaving the ocean.

He had come to me for help, for advice, and I had provided him with some. It had helped him since he had decided to stay walking on Earth, even though his heart was swimming in the ocean.

I stroked his forehead, "Shh…It's alright, Kaldur. She's fine."

"We can't risk a firefight with Aqualad like this!" Robin turned to us after surveying how many men were on the other side of the rock.

"It's not just him," Wally sighed, "I'm way out of juice!"

"And I'm almost out of arrows!" Artemis counted her number of weapons.

Robin looked at me, "Just make sure they don't start fighting, and look after Kaldur, please."

I nodded, "Be careful, Wonder Boy."

As soon as I said that, Robin went off, and disappeared into the shadows. "I forgot how much I hate it when he does the ninja thing." Wally sighed. "So, I'm your ninja boyfriend?"

I smirked; I totally knew that had been coming. Wally and Artemis started their relationship with each other quite badly, but they're starting to warm up to each other.

"Guys, either you tone down your voices or you save this for later!" I teased them just as Robin came back from his little field trip.

"Or you could get a room!" Robin smirked, winking at me.

"Dude, where were you?" Kid questioned the younger boy.

"Breaking radio silence!" That was the only answer we got from Robin before we heard his cackles on repeat, and then, a loud boom. "That's our cue. Move!"

We all ran out of our hiding spot, carrying Kaldur behind us. When we knew that the soldiers were well back on our trail, we slowed down our hurried pace, and started to walk. The bioship was just a few meters away, now.

"That was a nice trick you did there, Boy Wonder." I nudged Robin's side, smiling proudly at him. He's never hacked something as complicated as that before.

"Thanks." Did I see his cheeks darken just a bit? "Hey, this is the first time in years that you've called me Boy Wonder!"

I felt embarrassed, I had been so caught up in my gratitude for Dick that I had accidentally called him by his righteous name.

I shrugged, "I don't know what you're talking about, Wonder Boy."

That's when we reached the bioship, and I had never welcomed it's sight so much as tonight. We scurried inside, helping Wally and Artemis carry Kaldur.

We set him down on a medical bed, and instantly wired him up to a bag like the hospital's have that bring you blood inside the system. Instead of blood, the bag carried water to the inside of his body.

Artemis and I were assigned looking over Kaldur, and making sure we gave him enough water for him to recover before we got moving.

'Hey everyone!' M'Gann exclaimed inside my head. 'I've got Superboy and we're on our way!' She sounded chirpier than usual, and I could only think that her happiness was contagious.

I heard a gasp come from behind me, "Who are you? And how did you get inside my head?" Kaldur shouted, and he tried standing up but Artemis and I held him down.

'Hello, Megan! Aqualad's memories! I knew I forgot something!'

I chuckled at M'Gann, 'It's okay. Just try to get her as soon as you can before Kaldur starts going crazy.'

'Wait, wait!' Wally turned to us with widened eyes. 'I didn't get a souvenir from the mission!'

'Don't worry! Got the souvenir thing covered!' I could picture M'Gann smiling in mischief, but what did Superboy and her carry? I could not have the slightest idea.

I could only imagine that it was big and that it was going to be a big surprise to all of us.

I smiled down at Kaldur, "Nice night to get your memories back, huh?"

I said it with such causality, that my friends and teammates couldn't help but let out cackles and chuckles.