Chapter 4

Jason Blood was unsure as to why he agreed to help the young man. Curiosity perhaps. He tried to stay away from the so-called mystery men. They were too unpredictable, too public.

The young man was talking to the women, trying not to reveal too much about the future, despite revealing that there were already several prominent differences between this dimension and his own.

"Why did you trust me to use my lasso on you?"

Connor shrugged. "I've heard good things about you. I mean, your daughter has always spoken very highly of you and the old timers from the JSA were really fond of you."

"My daughter?"

He sighed. "Princess Diana is the current Wonder Woman. We were on the same team for a while." He paused, obviously making a decision. "Roy has said some really good things about you as well. I don't know whether or not the Amazons have taken Donna in yet, or if you even will in this dimension, but Donna and Roy have been together for a long time."

"But my daughter, she's really Black Canary?" said Mrs. Lance.

"Yeah, for about fifteen years or so," said Connor.

"And she's dating your father."

"Yeah," he shrugged.

"Does she have any children? Do you have any siblings-"

"Dinah just took in a little girl. Her name is Sin, I think. As for me, I probably have several half siblings I don't know about. There's Roy, Dad's first sidekick and my foster brother. Mia, she's… uh well… I'm not sure if she's Dad's sidekick or mine. Dad's her legal guardian at the moment. And Cissie-well it's entirely possible that she's my half sister. I think I have another half brother out there somewhere"

Best to interrupt before the man gave away too much information. With that in mind, Jason started to talk. "So this girl you're here with, Miss Summers. Is it possible that she's responsible for you being in this dimension?"

Connor became very still. "Yes, it is. I haven't asked her. She's-well I'm not really sure what she is. Dawn refused to tell why the men on horseback had been chasing her and I did not feel like pressing my luck."

As they stopped in front of a library, Connor said, "I'll be right back. Just need to pick up Dawn."

Connor knew that he had revealed too much information, but Mrs. Lance was so much like Dinah and the Queen… well he had never been very good at lying. Anyway, the information probably wouldn't change anything important.

It took a few minutes and the help of a librarian to locate the history section. Dawn was in the back of this section. Her back to the wall and two separate exits nearby along with the windows. She looked rather engrossed in a book about Vlad the Impaler.

Dawn put down the book and shook her head. "The people who wrote that book obviously paid more attention to rumor than fact. How did your meeting go?"

"I found us a way home-I think," said Connor. "They're waiting for us outside."

A measuring look was her response. "Alright."

The woman who followed Connor out of the library couldn't have been more than twenty. Her blouse and skirt looked rather normal, but Jason could not figure out why she wore boots with them. Some sort of fashion statement?

Miss Summers barely gave the other women a glance. She starred at him. For a moment Jason was sure that she was not human, and then realization of what she was hit him.

"Slayer."

Her eyes narrowed. "I am not now, nor have I ever been a Slayer. It's genetic. I inherited it from my… mother. Anyway, I don't even have all the powers."

"I'm surprised the Council allowed your mother to carry to term. They generally keep their Slayer's on a much tighter leash."

Ignoring the others, Miss Summers said, "My mother was not Council raised. By the time they found her, there was little they could do to control her."

"And your father?"

"Total norm. He's working as a bounty hunter these days. Don't see him all that often." She cocked her head to the side. "What type of demon are you, anyway?"

"You don't want to know."

Queen Hippolyta looked rather tense. "Your mother was a Slayer?"

"Is. Not was," Miss Summers said proudly. "She's the longest lived in over a millennia."

"Slayers are demons, not human."

"Actually, that's open to debate," said Miss Summers. "Both my mother and I show up as completely human on a genetic level, as do all of the Potentials we know of. Sure, all Slayers are female descendants of the First Slayer, but any demon blood-if it did exist-would be completely gone by now."

"I think the question here would be, are you a Potential as well?" said Jason.

"No. I'm not. Any daughters I have will be Potentials, but there is no chance that I will be Called." There was something about her as she said this. A wistfulness of sorts. "Any ideas on how to get us home? A spell?"

Connor was unsure exactly what a Slayer was. However, it seemed to be important. Both Jason Blood and Queen Hippolyta knew what it was. What he had heard of the Council-whatever that was-seemed worrying.

At least he knew that Dawn was not normal. Definitely not normal.

Oliver Queen was worried. Very worried.

His son was missing. And Connor was not the sort to disappear without getting word to somebody that he was leaving. He would not willingly abandon Mia at school like that.

Something had to be wrong. There were several possibilities. Connor had been kidnapped. Connor was injured from a fight and in a hospital or back alley somewhere.

Or perhaps Connor had run off to go handle something and did not have the opportunity to contact somebody. Who was he kidding? Connor wouldn't do something like that unless he had no other choice.