32 stood in the bathroom, staring into the mirror. Not twenty four hours out of his cell and yet, it felt like so long ago. The mask had peeled away from his face, showing his greasy brown hair and dusty face. He cringed slightly at the unkempt appearance. He never really had to worry how he appeared back in Cadmus. They took care of it as he remained in his pod.

But he didn't have his pod anymore. He was, for all intents and purpose now, a "human". Just like the Green Lantern.

He felt a tingling sensation throughout his body. The black experiment didn't seem to like being ignored. But it wasn't like it was leaving him anytime soon. It was different than he was used to.

Then again, nothing was as he was used to now.

"Hey, you almost out of the bathroom?"

"Erm, yeah. Just give me a moment."

He looked down at his chest, staring at the white Spider mark. He wondered if it meant his lantern mark was gone. On a hunch he lightly touched the black experiment. It followed his fingers to the side to reveal his original uniform. It seemed so out of place now. But it was all he had ever had.

He jumped when he heard the door open revealing his donor. The man stared at his face, then his chest. 32 could feel the experiment scramble over the symbol once he realized what his donor was staring at. But it was too late. 32 felt ready to run, escaping before he could be accused of being worth terminating.

"I was wondering where you got your good looks from," Green Lantern chuckled, "Well, it certainly explains a lot."

32 just looked confused, his adrenaline disappearing.

"Excuse me?" he squeaked. Green Lantern walked into the bathroom and threw his arm jovially around his shoulder.

"Come on. Breakfast is on the table. And if you're anything like me, I'm sure you're hungry."

32 blinked at the man. He wasn't too sure what was going on, he was relieved that he was not treated like Superboy was by Superman. But he didn't know how to deal with this easy going man. Neither did his little experiment who shivered around his chest.

Yeah. A really small blurb. But an important small blurb. I want this up. But have no motivation at this time for this story. Give me a bit to get back to it please.