Hey guys! Sorry I went away for so long and left this story. I do really want to finish, but this won't be a weekly update. It'll actually be a whenever I can sort of update. Sorry, but thanks so much for staying with me and reading. Enjoy!

Kara's POV

"Remember, you don't have to do this." Conner mumbles as I join him and Clark on the platform.

The older looks at Conner in slight confusion. "What do you mean Con-el?"

I interject before the younger can respond. "At first I wasn't sure if this was what I wanted. Cadmus had decided everything for me." I give a rather hopeless shrug and continue. "I was supposed to be their hero, and now that I'm away from them, nothing's changed. I'm just the League's hero now."

Clark comes around in front of me and places a hand on my shoulder. "Is that what you really think?"

I give a heavy sigh and look to the ground. "Not exactly. It's more like this is what I was going to be force into, so I don't want to do it." I look up at him and make eye contact. "But to not become a hero with my abilities would be selfish and I would feel guilty for letting people down." The concerned expression doesn't leave his face so I add. "I would much rather join the League than Cadmus."

"But there's a third option. You don't have to join either. You can just be Kara. Now that your powers are in check and you can control them easily, you can settle in Metropolis with Con-el and I." His hand travels to my face as he looks at me intently, determined to get his point across. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to."

I nod and give him a reassuring smile. "I know Kal. I'm fine, really. This is what I want." I take in a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I'm just a little nervous, is all." He gives a small smile and a quick nod before stepping back and walking through the zeta beam without another word. With a small shove of encouragement from Conner, I follow behind my older cousin.

As I walk into a large cavern-like room my ears catch the automated voice announcing Superboy. It must have already recognized me as Supergirl. Batman stands with his back to us, along with a few other young heroes as they watch a tall red head in yellow circle a stocky raven haired boy. Conner leans over toward me and grabs my wrist, pulling me along behind him. "Come on, you're not going to want to miss this." He says with a smirk in his voice and chuckles before saying more quietly to himself. "Man, Wally is going to get his butt kicked." As we walk toward the spar most of the young heroes look my way and offer small smiles, while a green-skinned girl glances at us wearily and crosses the room to stand by an oddly looking… fish? I wonder to myself.

I tap Conner's arm, causing him to lean toward me while his gaze still remains on the two now coming into contact with each other. "Who is everyone?"

He waves away my question and quietly responds. "We'll do introductions later." He nods back to the fight. "But the two in the center are Nightwing and Kid Flash."

"Batman and Flash's partners." I state with a drawn brow, concentrating on their movements.

Conner nods. "Nightwing was the original Robin. Anyway, he's the best fighter on the team, watch his movements and learn everything you can."

I nod, but a thought comes to mind. "Can't Kid Flash just use his super speed and take him down?"

My question causes a deep chuckle from behind. "You would be surprised what a bat can accomplish." Clark says coming up to my other side. "The kids practically Batman. Don't underestimate any of them."

I nod and stare as Nightwing now has his opponent in a headlock. "Why doesn't he just vibrate his molecules and burn him?"

"First off, because that would be a jerk move. And second, we try not to use powers during most of our spars. It helps us prepare for when we might not have them." Conner answers without hesitation.

"So if someone slaps an inhibitor collar around your neck, you can still take them out." I respond.

"Exactly." Clark pats me on the back with a broad smile.

The two go on for a few more minutes. The time mostly consists of Nightwing slapping Kid Flash around. The red head does his best to avoid the blows and gets in a few of his own, all while avoiding being taken to the ground. Towards the end it seems as though through a fatigued lashing out, Kid Flash's punch contains more speed than Nightwing had expected. The force of the blow results in a small crack that we three Kryptonians hear clear as day, and causes the smaller hero to stumble backward. "Gosh dude, are you okay?" KF loses his composure and speeds over to his friend who takes the opportunity to wrestle with the olders' arm and slams him to the ground. The system recognizes Kid Flash as the failure as Batman approaches his first protigea, carefully inspecting the young man's face as his nose bleeds profusely.

"Superman." The dark-clad hero calls. Once Clark reaches his side, Batman asks. "I've counted two fractures, do you see any more?"

Before my cousin can answer the young ebony perks up and smiles in my direction. "Why not have Supergirl try?" The two senior members follow his gaze and look at me.

Oh gosh, please don't ask me. I step back and slip behind Conner, who chuckles at my antics. He and Clark know how shy I can get. "I don't think I feel comfortable doing that." Plus I can't right now. I think to myself, fingering the thin metal wrapping around my wrist covered by the sleeve of my jacket.

Nightwing shrugs. "Why not? You have the power, just like Supes here." He pats the man on the shoulder.

I shake my head. "And with my luck I'll accidentally use my heat vision instead." Which is why I took precautions in the first place.

He laughs while walking toward me. "Stay traught. I trust you. Go ahead." He encourages as he stands before me.

I look down to my folded hands. "I can't." I mumble.

Conner steps toward us. "What do you mean? We were working on that last week and you were doing fine."

"Supergirl?" Batman questions as he now stands before me. Looking up at the man, I lift up my long sleeve and make a face. A ghost of a smile flashes across his mouth before it's lost again. "You wore an inhibitor collar." He states flatly.

I shrug. "Just in case."

Nightwing laughs. "Seriously?"

I shrug. "You never know." I defend, as my voice wines slightly. "I was nervous." I cross my arms and look to the floor. Batman wordlessly holds out his hand and after a moment of hesitation I roll my eyes and give him my wrist. "If I fry anyone, it's on you." I mumble, causing Nightwing to laugh once more.

As he removes the bracelet I feel my strength return and eyes begin to burn. I quickly blink away the feeling and relieve anyone of any injury. "Now check for breaks."

Nightwing sobers quickly and looks to his mentor. "Woah bats, I'm not entirely sure if I'm okay with her…"

I quickly scan his face before he can finish. "There're three actually, the two you probably felt and a small fracture closer to the bridge of his nose."

"Never mind." Nightwing responds after a short pause and then proceeds to smile my way. "You see! You totally had that." I smile silently, not entirely knowing how to respond. "Anyway," he wraps an arm around my back and pulls me forward as he holds a tissue to his nose, "let's introduce you to the rest of the team." I look around, meeting the eyes of the young heroes standing before me. "Well, most of the team at least." Nightwing comments. "A few of our members had other obligations." I nod once more and allow him to introduce the team. "Blue Beetle, Robin, Wondergirl, Kid Flash, Artemis, Lagoon Boy," The blue crested hero points out each hero who gives a short smile, wave, or nod, "and Miss Martian." My chest tightens quickly as I spare a glance back at Conner. The green skinned girl bites her lower lip as she waves slightly, her mind reaching out to mine, sensing my thoughts toward her. Instead of saying a friendly hello, she folds her hands and looks to the floor with a rather determined intent. Lagoon Boy attempts to comfort her by wrapping his arm around her back, wondering if something is wrong. "You alright babe?" I hear him murmur quietly. My brow draws down slightly. You're on to another one already? I wonder hotly. The girl flinches slightly, making me sober quickly. I'm sorry. I didn't realize you could hear me, but you understand why I'm upset.

I do. She responds quietly.

"And this is Supergirl, full Kryptonian. She'll be joining the team." Nightwing continues his introduction before I can reply to the Martian. I plaster a smile on my face and nod.

Kid Flash chuckles. "Silent just like Supey." I smile and shrug, heaving a heavy sigh.

Artemis smacks him upside the head. "Be nice." She chastises. The red head smiles sheepishly and rubbing away the welt.

I lean over to Nightwing. "Are they together?"

The ebony chuckles. "That obvious, huh?"

I smile. "A bit."

"Well now that introductions are over, how about a test for our newest member?" A blonde woman states as she walks toward the front of the group.

"Supergirl, this is Black Canary, one of our trainers." Conner provides as he steps forward beside me.

The woman nods. "So are you ready?" She questions me.

I pause and glance over at Batman. "Do I get that back?" I nod to the inhibitor collar in his hand.

"Do you think it's necessary?"

I shrug and cross my arms. "I mean, I've never fought anyone before besides Co- Superboy and Superman."

"They know my name already." Conner interjects.

I glance back at him and then over at Clark. "Some of them don't know mine yet."

I nod. "Okay, but still, I've never fought a human before." I look back to Black Canary. "No offense. I know you'll kick my butt without even trying, but I've hurt Conner in a fight before. I don't want to do the same to you."

"You have to get used to it sometime Kara." Clark responds.

I make an annoyed face and scoff. "I've been Kryptonian for a month and you haven't let me be around any humans since. Well, besides Batman, but that doesn't really count." I smile and snort quietly. "I mean come on, he's Batman. Human is the last descriptor I would use." The caped crusader glares at me slightly, but keeps from hiding his smirk.

Nightwing laughs and places a hand on my shoulder. "She's got you there Bats."

Said hero walks up to me and snaps the devise back in place. "We'll work on it." He mutters gruffly.

I nod. "I've got a lot of training ahead of me."

"And it starts now." Black Canary remarks from behind, setting up the board. "Come on, let's see what you can do."

Slouching slightly I trudge to the center of the floor. "Not much."

She gives an encouraging smile. "Don't doubt yourself so much." She takes her stance, which I quickly replicate. "You've got the stance at least."

I raise an eyebrow. "I'm only copping you."

Her smirk grows. "Fast learner." She steps forward, causing me to take a hesitated step back.

A firm hand presses into the center of my back. "Don't retreat. It's just an exercise, you'll be fine." Batman reassures.

I snort. "A full member of the League against some chick who's never actually fought before. Yeah this won't hurt at all."

"Would have been better if you left the collar off." There's a smirk in his voice, but I chose to ignore him as he shoves me forward. "Now don't back down."

I give a heavy sigh and circle around as my opponent sizes me up. We go on for quite some time before she breaks the silence between the two of us. "Aren't you going to attack?"

She's trying to egg me on. "Thought I'd let you make the first move."

Her brow raises. "Smart."

I scoff. "More like I don't know how to make a move." A few chuckles echo throughout the room.

"Come on Kara, you can do it. You landed one on me the other day." Nightwing chuckles lightly and shoves him.

I turn my gaze to my best friend. "You really need to word that sentence better." Just then a fist connects with my left shoulder, causing me to stumble back. "Crap." A few more jabs come my way that I manage to dodge, until one connects with my jaw.

"You have to be faster." Conner comments.

"Will you just…" I jump to keep my legs from being kicked out from under me. "Shut up?" I shout before I twist away from Black Canary's hold. "I swear, you do everything in your power…" I roll away from the hero to create some distance between us. "to distract me!"

"You'll have plenty of distractions in the field." He comments.

I duck a quick jab and land a few of my own on the league member. "It's not like I'm going into the field right now." She grabs my arm and wrenches it behind me as I release a grunt of pain. Dropping to my knees I twist away from her and kick at the back of her knees. She goes down as I scramble away on hands and knees, eventually standing and reading myself once more. "Can't I at least concentrate while I'm still trying to learn?" Black Canary comes at me once more. I do my best to dodge her blows, but not without taking some heavy hits. I land a few of my own, pushing her back and boosting my confidence a bit.

"You're doing better than expected." She comments with a smile before grabbing the back of my hood and pulling me toward her. I unzip my jacket quickly, drop to the floor, and kick her legs out from underneath her. She doesn't even hit the ground though and recovers effortlessly as I flip backwards to gain some ground. "That was a nice move." She tilts her head slightly. "Did you just learn that from watching Nightwing?" I nod quickly, as my breathing begins to deepen. The older woman smirks. "You are a fast learner." Jumping forward I miss the block and am promptly shoved to the floor. The computer announces my failure as she offers me a hand up. "You did well." I smile and accept the help up. "And you've never fought before?"

I shake my head. "Not really."

She nods. "Well you've got a lot to learn. We'll meet twice a week to work on it together."

"Only twice a week?" I question.

She smirks. "You'll only have time for twice a week, since Superman will be training you in your abilities, and Batman and Nightwing in hacking and stealth." She shrugs. "Plus with school, I'm sure you'll be busy enough."

I shake my head. "I don't go to school."

There's a slight pause. "Oh, I just assumed that you went to college with Conner."

"I was never allowed to leave home." My voice is coated with bitterness. "They kept me from going anywhere."

A frown begins to form on her lips. "That must have been difficult."

I glance around at the rest of the group, all of whom quickly avert their gazes. "It was the norm." I respond turning back to Canary. The woman frowns but says nothing. Conner steps in shortly and offers to show me around the cave, pointing out his room located right next to mine, the gym, kitchen, living room, and library. It's then that we come across Black Canary down the hall from where we are.

She looks up and gives a smile as she straightens up from leaning against the wall. "You ready?" She questions.

My brow draws together. "Ready for what?" I ask, confusion evident in my expression.

"Canary's the team's psychiatrist of sorts." Conner explains.

My chest tightens. "So you want to do a psych evaluation?" I ask slightly panicked and a little annoyed.

"It's more like a conversation to get to know you a little better." She smiles warmly. "As one of your mentors, it would be nice to get to know you on a more personal level." Seeing my hesitation she adds. "I just want to talk Kara, just you and me, no one else." After a moment I nod and follow her into the room, taking a seat across from her.

"What do you want to know?"

She leans forward and rests her forearms on her knees. A wave of relaxation begins to wash over me as I see her calmness. "What all do you want to say? I won't pry. Whatever you're comfortable disclosing is fine with me."

I nod. "I'm not sure where to start though." I admit.

"How about with your parents?"

My scowl is immediate. "They aren't my parents."

She nods in response. "You're right, but what were they like?"

Clenching my hands, I look down to the carpet and shrug. "Like any other parents I guess. They were there when I needed them. They took care of me." I release a heavy sigh. "As far as I knew, they were normal just like me."

"Did they ever hurt you?"

I shake my head quickly. "No, never. They never physically punished me, never really yelled. I was a pretty good kid overall, always doing as I was told." Playing with my nails I do my best to keep the tears from building. "Maybe I was just programed to be that way though." My breathing becomes staggered as I think of the possibilities of what they might have done to me. How they might have tapped into my brain to make sure I was controlled.

"There's no evidence of that in the files Batman disclosed to us."

"You never really know though." I look back up to her and make eye contact. "Which is one of the reasons I shouldn't be here." I say sternly.

Her brow creases. "What do you mean?"

"Who knows what they have going on in my head. Maybe they're seeing everything I see. Maybe they already know all of your secrets because of me. How do you know they're not tracking me right now to get to you and destroy the League?" I'm practically shouting by the time I finish my last question.

Black Canary reaches out and rests a hand on my knee, calming me down rather quickly. "There's nothing there Kara. That was part of the tests that were run when we first discovered you. You're clean. And Cadmus can't hurt you." She assures me with a stern voice.

Staring back at her I feel my eyes begin to burn as my vision clouds from the unshed tears. "But they can hurt you." They can use everyone here against me to take me back and make me their weapon.