Though I haven't had many views, I'm still gonna put up this chapter. Hopefully the two will give you guys the general idea behind the story.

I'd like to thank aspiringTechGuy for reviewing. I love the picture, by the way. The Flash is definitely my favorite League Member.

Hopefully I get some more reviews, see if you like the story. Sorry about the CliffHanger.

Chapter 2

The six Leaguers, as she would soon come to call them, stared at CJ, prepared for combat. CJ almost forgot that she was on fire as she stared at them.

The first one she saw was the female. She wore some kind of red shiny shirt with gold designs along the top, strapless. She had a gold belt, silver bracers, a gold tiara cradling her long raven black hair, piercing blue eyes, and blue,-CJ would say- underwear with white stars, leaving her long, elegant legs bare, and red high heels, and had a thin gold rope attached to her hip. She was probably the most beautiful woman CJ had ever seen.

Next she saw the glowing green man. His suit was all green, with some black, and white gloves. He had a green mask over his eyes, and had wavy brown hair. The symbol on his chest was some kind of circular…. lantern?

To his right stood a man in red, with thin lightning bolts around his waist and wrists, a lightning bolt on his chest, and yellow flaps where his ears were on his cowl.

To his left was a man in all black. His body was covered by his long black cape, and his cowl covered most of his face and had pointy black ears. He struck her as just creepy.

To his right, the man was in all blue, with a long red cape, red boots, and a giant red S on his chest contained to an odd triangle. He had slicked back clack hair with one loose curl resting on his forehead. His chest was big, giving him the look of power and strength, but his eyes were kind.

The last one was the strangest of all. Where all the others were Caucasian, this man was green skinned. His eyes were orange-with no pupils- and he was bald with a slightly pointed head. He had a long blue cape, a black shirt with a red X across his chest, and blue boots.

She took in all their appearances within a few seconds, then took a step away from them. "Stay back," she warned, putting her hands up, palms out, as if to push them. The movement was probably a bad idea, because fire curled outward with the shove, but it disintegrated before it could reach any of them. She noticed the green man take a step back when she did this. Was that fear on his face?

She didn't want to hurt them, but from the way they stood- confident, intimidating, powerful, fearless- it looked as if they were going to hurt her.

"What do you want with me?" She asked, looking nervously from one to the other. Then she looked back down to her hands. Could this all be a dream? People in costumes, black jets, creating fire from her hands; they were all signs that it was possible. Just thinking about the destroyed car, it definitely didn't feel real. How was this possible?

She didn't have to think about it much longer. Either from all the excitement or from some kind of exhaustion, she began to feel very woozy. The building seemed to sway around her, and she dropped her hands. She didn't seem to care if the fire was hurting her, or notice that the fire wasn't even there anymore. She could barely acknowledge the fact that this is what it felt like to pass out, before her view turned sideways as she fell towards the asphalt. She barely caught herself, then fell completely under her own weight. The last thing she saw was a red blur, and then the blackness closed in on her.

CJ woke up in a pale gray room. She immediately sat up and took in her surroundings. The walls were made of metal, and the room was small enough for a cot and maybe four people to stand in comfortably. There were two monitors attached to her by cords. One was stuck to her chest, which monitored her heart, while the other was unfamiliar to her. The screen showed a constant number of 98.9.

One of the walls, the one directly across from her, was made of glass, and a room similar in size on the other side of it. That room had a table, a few chairs, and there were devices and panels on the walls. In the room, in a chair facing her direction, was the beautiful woman, the one in red and gold.

As if she had been waiting for CJ, the woman stood and approached the glass. Off to the side of the glass, she pushed one of many buttons on a panel, then rested both her arms at her side. "I am Diana, Princess and Champion of Themyscira, but outside of my home I am Wonder Woman," she said, and the glass didn't prevent her voice from reaching CJ. "You may call me Diana or Wonder Woman."

CJ was speechless. She had never heard of Themyscira, and didn't feel the need to bow or address her as Her Highness, because she didn't seem like other royalty. CJ also didn't see why anyone would want to be called Wonder Woman, but the name just fit this woman somehow.

Wonder Woman had been waiting patiently for a response, but when she didn't get one, she started, "May I ask what your name is?"

CJ sat straighter, forgetting completely about where she was and why she was there. Actually, she hadn't even asked why or how yet. It was only polite to exchange names, and it seemed like this Wonder Woman wanted to ask her some questions, but was the type of woman that wanted to be comfortable with one another before the questions. Then again, that could only be true about the situation that they were in. CJ looked to be locked in a room and the woman wanted her to stay calm and comfortable. "CJ Stahl. Well, my name is actually Cynthia Jane Stahl, but I like to be called CJ."

Wonder Woman smiled warmly. "You have a beautiful name."

"Th-thank you," she stuttered, stunned that she thought so. Not knowing what else to say, she gave her a similar compliment, although she didn't know if it sounded sincere or not. "Diana is pretty, too."

Wonder Woman bowed her head slightly in thanks.

They looked at each other for a moment longer before CJ asked the question they were both waiting for. "Where am I?"

Wonder Woman's smile was gone, but the kindness was still present in her eyes. "You are in the-"she paused and searched the floor, as if the answer was written there somewhere. With a sigh, she looked back up to CJ. "No matter how I say it, in your situation, the term cannot be taken calmly." There was a slight pause to prepare CJ for the news. "You are in quarantine on our space station."

Wonder Woman was right. There was no calm way for her to take it. There were a few other words someone could have used to describe space station, but they all could be seen negatively- a facility sounded like a place someone would get experimented on, an institute either sounded like a place to keep mentally disturbed people or a very strict boot camp-type of school, a compound could be considered a place on lock-down with no escape, and headquarters made it sound like there would be a lot of plotting and harm involved. So she had told CJ what it truly was. She guessed it saved her from panicing. But then she remembered that she had never been to space before.

The idea of being in outer space somewhat filled her with joy. Not many people got to say that they had. But under the circumstances that she was in, she also couldn't leave as easily as she would have liked. She felt like she was on Earth, like she did all the time.

Seeing that CJ was not attempting to reply, Wonder Woman pointed to her and the machines around her. "It would be very helpful if you kept those wires attached to you."

CJ looked down at herself again. "Why?" She asked. After glancing down again she saw that someone had removed her burnt top and replaced it with a plain white shirt.

"One is recording your heart rate, while the other is recording your body temperature," Wonder Woman explained.

Somehow, CJ knew that the body temperature one was needed because of her sudden ability to manifest fire. At the moment, she was back to normal. "Do you know what happened to me?" She asked, assuming that they would know. They had a space station, so why couldn't they have a type of lab?

Wonder Woman nodded. "You came through a portal connecting your world to ours. A parallel universe."

CJ stared blankly. Parallel universes weren't real. Then again, neither was the ability to magically create fire. But she hadn't answered the question she was looking for. She wanted to know about the fire, and hadn't even thought of what she was saying. "A portal."

She nodded, but didn't elaborate on the whole portal thing. She seemed more driven to tell her about the parallel universe. "Our world is different than yours. Here, we have aliens, immortals, gods and goddesses, and superhuman abilities. The way my colleague described it, when you stepped through that portal, your DNA changed to adapt to our universe. If you had been from our universe, you would have been born with your ability."

CJ blinked, but tried to explain it in her own words. "I'm not from here, so when I came here, I changed into the here me as if I was from here, to adapt to the world that would have been mine."

Her words seemed to confuse both of them even further, but they got the idea. "Yes, I believe so."

She didn't believe it. "So now I have these powers. I can create fire?"

"Until we do a few more experiments, we can't be sure." Wonder Woman nodded. "But to some extent, yes, you may have the ability to create fire, and from what I saw, manipulate it."

CJ looked down at her hands. Why wasn't she on fire now? If she had powers on this world, shouldn't she be on fire as long as she didn't leave? CJ forced the thoughts down. She didn't think she'd ever know. She blinked, suddenly remembering one of the first things Wonder Woman had told her. Without even really considering it, she had just accepted that she was in a cell. And she was in no rush to leave, seeing that they weren't going to send her back to her world, probably because they didn't know how the portal had opened. Plus, it seemed like they were trying to help her, and she was going to accept the help, given she had no idea how to control powers. "I'm in quarantine?" It was the term Wonder Woman had used, and CJ had a feeling this was going to be her room for a while.

The woman on the other side of the glass nodded. "It is only a precaution. If you combust unexpectedly, everyone out here will be safe from harm."

Harm. The word brought up the memory of the car she had destroyed. "The car…." Was all she could make out until she had to cover her mouth. She didn't want to know what had happened, but deep down she knew.

Wonder Woman frowned. "We understand that that was an accident. You were scared, and your powers were out of control. It was not your fault."

CJ looked down sadly. She knew it was an accident, but she still felt horrible. She decided to turn her attention from it. "Do you have powers?" It only seemed reasonable. Did everyone on this planet have some kind of ability?

She nodded. "Some might say that I have many. I am very strong and fast. I can fly, and speak to animals where others cannot."

CJs eyes widened. "You can talk to animals?"

Wonder Woman opened her mouth to reply, but CJ didn't wait for her to. "What about the others? Can they fly too?"

She laughed at CJs sudden excitement. "I'll leave it to them to tell you."

As if on cue, a red blur was seen from the doorway, and suddenly, a man stood on the other side of the glass next to her. He wasn't as tall as Diana, and it didn't help that she wore heels, but he was a few inches taller than average. He was the man in the red suit with the yellow lightning bolts. He waved to CJ through the glass. "Hey. I'm the Flash. I'm the fastest man alive."

To prove his point, he disappeared in a blur, and a second later he reappeared, positioning himself next to the princess again. He was now holding a banana. In a second, he peeled back the outer shell, and ate the yellow food, then held up an empty peel with a cocky grin sprawled across his face. All of this happened in ten seconds time. CJ found herself grinning at him as she saw his incredible speed. She could definitely say that he was the fastest man she had ever seen.

Instead of fear, she was calm. She wondered why she wasn't on fire. Had it been a one time thing? Was the quarantine necessary? If what Diana had said was true, was she ever going to go back home? Was there even a home to go back to? She really hoped that this was all some kind of dream. She had just gotten use to her solitude. Now she was on a freaking space station.

If you didn't know: This Flash is going to Barry, and GL will be Hal. Just a heads up, so you don't get confused in the future.

Hope you all liked it!