Disclaimer: I don't own Young Justice.

Superman just stared at the clone for a few minutes. Then he turned to look at Batman. Batman said nothing, did nothing; he didn't even raise an eyebrow when Superboy said that!

"What do you mean?" Superman asked.

"I mean she's my daughter now. I'm taking her."

Superman looked to the other man.

"Vengeance? You may want to sort Conner out. You're going to be her guardian after all."

"It may be better this way…" he conceded. "I don't think it'd be safe for me to care for Annemarie."

"What do you mean! You're her godfather!" Superman cried.

"Yes I am…" Vengeance said. "But I'm also a low-life vigilante with no stable home on the bad side of a large gang. They don't call me Vengeance for nothing. They took my sister from me…so I took their kids."

Robin stared at Vengeance before asking, "What do you mean?"

"Kid…this ain't something you wanna get mixed into. I was cheated by a gang, so I took their kids away from them. The little tykes seemed happier with me than they did at home," Vengeance shrugged.

"What do…"

"I mean I whisked the kids away. I stole them and relocated them under their noses," Vengeance growled.

"Why separate families?" Miss M asked.

"Truthfully hon, the kiddies are safer now," Vengeance spat bitterly. "Now they know they don't have to kill somebody in order to get another's affection."

"If you don't mind me asking…" Kid said. "What happened to your sister?"

"They took her from me Kid….they took her," Vengeance hissed. "I'd never seen my sister cry before…never. Lise was tough…even tougher than me. She was my little sister, and she counted on me to protect her. I remember it like it was yesterday….."

*Flash Back*

A girl stood there looking up at her brother.

"Frank…Frank?" she asked.

"Yeah Lise?" he replied.

"When are we going home?"

"We're not going home Lise…"

"Frank…I'm scared. Daddy will be angry if we don't come home!" Lise protested.

Sixteen year old Frank grabbed his thirteen year old sister's shoulders and looked at her.

"Lise…we aren't going home. We're never going home. We'll stay out here…I'll find a job and we'll find somewhere to live," he told her. "I promise Dad will never hurt us again…Lise please…I need you."

Lise's blue eyes met her brother's brown ones. She hugged him and said, "I'm here big brother…I'm here to stay."

Frank and Lise kept on walking down the deserted road. It was getting late out, no one was around, when two guys jumped out of an alley way. Frank stood in front of his sister, but the knocked him out of the way.

"Hey baby! How 'bout a little fun?" one of the thugs asked.

"Get away!" Lise cried.

One of them pulled on her arm and touched her chest. Frank growled as he shot up. He threw himself at the thug and wrapped his hands around the guy's throat. Frank began to hit the thug mercilessly until Lise cried, "Frank!"

He jumped up and tossed the other guy into the side of the building.

"DON'T …YOU…EVER…TOUCH…MY SISTER!" he screamed. "You nasty perverts she's only thirteen for god's sake! If I EVER catch one of you touching my sister ever again, I swear to god I will KICK YOUR ASS!"

"FRANK STOP IT!" Lise sobbed.

Frank wrapped his arms around his baby sister and guided her away.

"Are you all right Lise?" he asked stroking her hair.

"I'm fine…" she sniffled. "Just scared."

"It'll be all right kiddo."

"I hope so Frank."

She was lying in a pool of crimson. He was over her shaking her, sobbing uncontrollably. He raised his eyes to look at the ones laughing at him. He pulled the dagger from her chest. He stood up. The night they killed his sister was the night Vengeance was born.

Lise, quiet, sweet Lise, was dead. The little girl he'd cared for since childhood was dead. She was gone. The last light in his life, the one who was always there for him, was gone forever. There was nothing Frank could do. He stood there raggedly breathing. He felt his anger rise and he lunged at them. He stuck the dagger into one of the laughing men's chest. He kept stabbing the body, cutting and tearing it, mutilating it. He went after the others. No one lived.

*End Flashback*

"They haven't exactly forgiven me for taking out their men…or for stealing their children. Meeah and Olivia seemed happy enough to get away," Vengeance said. "I stole the kids about a month after Lise was killed."

"Happy?" Aqualad said skeptically.

"Meeah Del Rio's father is the head of a gang known as the Copperheads," Vengeance started. "Meeah's a gifted girl with a terrific aim. On her thirteenth birthday she was sent out to assassinate another gang leader's daughter. That's where she met Olivia. Livi was sent to kill her, even though Olivia was only six. Livi and Meeah became real fast friends until they realized they were supposed to kill each other. They didn't want to kill each other, but knew they'd both die if their papas realized what happened. Eventually they both decided that one of them had to die—"

Miss Martian gasped, but Vengeance just gave her a smile.

"Don't worry sweetheart…neither of them died. I took 'em both. Now both daddy dearests think they've lost their daughters when they're actually living in hiding. The girls gained some sorely needed weight and have grown into healthy girls. Meeah's now seventeen and Olivia's ten."

"Meeah…that name's familiar," Green Arrow muttered.

"Anyway we're getting off topic here," Vengeance said. "Point is…I don't think it's safe for me to take her…if Bella was still alive….well things would be different. Point is Superman I can't care for a kid by myself in the position I'm in. I think she'd be safer with them."

"They just allowed her to get KIDNAPPED!" Superman protested.

"And they formulated a plan against an enemy only Superboy has faced before. Devera would've killed Annemarie," he said looking at Superboy. "You should be proud of yourself Superboy. You fought a good fight and got Annie back. It would bring me peace of mind knowing you're taking care of her."

Superboy smiled at the man. He returned the grin and said, "You're okay kid."

Annemarie made a squeaking sound and clung onto Superboy's leg. Superman looked at the both of them disdainfully. Annemarie reached out her arms and made noises. Conner looked down and picked Annemarie up and held her.

Megan and the others came up from behind to stand next to Conner. They fixed their gaze on Superman and the other heroes. It was as if the young team was daring the Justice League to come and take Annemarie away. The two groups stared at each other for about three minutes before Wally cried out, "CAN SOMEONE JUST DECIDE! IT'S KILLING ME!"

Batman looked around and said, "Let's go back to the mountain. We'll discuss this in there."

The older hero led the way as the others followed him. The younger heroes allowed the older one to go in front of them. No matter what they did, Young Justice was not about to let Annemarie get displaced.