Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice!
Author's note: Sorry for the way late update.
Superboy is no more and that only leaves Conner Kent. The clone was sitting inside his room in Mount Justice, looking at the posters and newspaper clipping that cluttered the walls. There were action figures and he even had a blanket draped across a chair in front of his desk. What did those items have in common? They were all Superman related. He should really get rid of them. They are starting to bring back horrible memories of rejection and he didn't want to feel that way right now.
Going over to the biggest poster in his room he snatched it off of the wall. His hands gripped at the sides and ripped it two. It split so superman's face was in two halves as well. The urge to clean this room and get rid of everything that was Superman related came over him. He went out to the kitchen and went to the cabinet under the sink and grabbed a trash bag. Going back to his room he started to rip down everything off his walls. He tossed the action figures, cups and even the shirts with the red shield on them away. Conner shredded the blankets on his bed and even the one on the chair. He tossed every single item into the trash bag and then tied it up.
By the time Conner was done he had two big trash bags full. He was surprised when he had to get another bag. Going into his desk he pulled out a lighter. It was a random one he owned, he doesn't smoke. Picking the two bags up he walked out onto the beach along the side of mount justice and set the two bags on fire. He made himself comfortable on the sand and dug his fingers into it. He watched as the flames danced around the items he thought were most cherished to him.
He did not hate Superman. Conner just wants to move on. Trying to get Superman's acceptance was just a phase, a phase that he had grown out of. His life won't be centered around it now. Now Conner just wants to live his life, how ever long that may be.
Getting up, Conner made sure the flames were put out. He then took the remains and put them in a trash can in mount Justice. The team had left him alone so they were not aroundat the moment. Fiddling around in the kitchen he made himself something to eat and sat down in front of the television. About three minutes later her heard the zeta tubes go off. The soft but commanding foot steps got closer.
"Conner."
It was Batman. Conner turned his head so he could look at the dark knight. "Yes, Batman?"
"We need to talk."
The Clone stood up and took his plate to the kitchen. He knew what that meant, Batman did not want to talk to him, Bruce Wayne did. Conner has been with the team for three years now and Robin had became a good friend so Batman trusted him with their identities.
Walking through the zeta tubes they ended up in the Bat cave. Batman signaled for him to go up to the Manor. As Conner walked up he could only hear the footsteps of Alfred, the butler. Dick must be at school today so he did not bother looking for him. Conner made his way to Bruce's study. He took a seat on the chair that was in front of the desk. Moments later Bruce came into the study and he sat at the desk.
"About yesterday, I need to know what your plans are."
Conner looked at him confusingly. "What do you mean?" He wasn't thinking of any plans. He did not have a mission.
Bruce gave a soft smile. "I mean what are your plans for your future? You did not quit the team but you gave up your hero name."
Conner really did not think about it. He wanted to live, that's for sure. He is in his senior year of high school. "Finish up high school, then go off to college. Probably find my own place and get a job."
"Will you be giving hero work a break? It sounds like you are trying to establish your life."
"For right now yes I will be giving hero work up. I will be there if any one needs me."
"That's good to hear." Bruce pulled out a key from out of a drawer and placed it in front of Conner. "I have an apartment here in Gotham that I do not use any more. If you want you can take it. I'll give you money to buy your own furniture and food until you find your self a job. Also, I can have you transferred from Happy Harbor High to Gotham Academy."
Conner sat there and thought about it. He really wanted to get a place on his own. To know that he worked up and saved for it would bring him joy. Then he thought every one must start some where so if this is the universe's way of saying here is part of the path you must take then he'll gladly accept it. Also he could put money on the side once he gets a job to save up for another apartment. He didn't want to feel like a bother to Bruce.
"One thing I must ask."
"What is it Conner?"
"You're not going to watch me are you? I do not need any one watching me. I'm trying to get away from that as well." Conner narrowed his eyes. He will not stand for some one watching his every move.
"No, i removed the cameras from in the apartment. There is one at the front door, only for security purposes."
"I can deal with that. Thank you Bruce this means a lot."
"No problem. For now go and check out the apartment. Get settled in, figure out what furniture you want to keep and what you want to get rid of. I'll send Richard with the card tomorrow so you can go shopping."
Conner smiled. This is turning out great.
Uhm...well...Review? Let me know how this is. Thank you much.