Thanks again aspiringTechGuy. I wasn't sure if I did a good job describing the characters completely. And I'm pretty much putting everything together: the comics, movies, TV shows; everything. I honestly wanted to make the Watch Tower feel like the Watch Tower. When I watched Justice League, I could see anyone, really, in the background, and that's what I like to think I'm doing here. I don't want one hero to be featured more than another, but some CJ will only see for a few seconds. You'll see what I mean in future chapters. We get a two second conversation with Doctor Fate, heehee. And to Gatedmind09: I'm not sure if there is going to be romance. I mean, I'm definitely a BMWW fan, but I'm not going to put that in here. You'll see Canary and Arrow, but they're not together. But if CJ will get anyone, it will be another OC. I personally don't like putting OCs with true characters. Enjoy!

Chapter 5

Black Canary got held up, but like she promised, CJs outfit was altered a little the next morning. She kept the black jacket, boots and pants. They changed the color of her top to a red similar to that of CJs hair, and a belt with the same color, but the belt was just decoration. Though they were small changes, they changed her look significantly. She looked like she was in a costume, too, but not as outrageous as Flash or Batman.

She had thanked Black Canary, and then sat in her room alone. It only took her a very long moment before she wanted to test out her clothing. Not only her clothing, but her emotions as well. She desperately wanted to be able to control her powers, make the fire come when she wanted it to.

She stood off to the side of the room, away from the bed. If she did make fire, she didn't want to destroy the place she slept. The thought arose one question in her. If the room was fireproof, why weren't the sheets or the bed?

Thinking about the fire had made the monitor beep a little last time, so she decided she would start there again. She picked up the body temperature cord, and the monitor beeped to a 98.9. Seeing this, she came to realize that her natural body warmth was higher than others'.She took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. Then she did it again, and again, until she got the nerves to begin her little experiment.

She thought of fire again, and imagined herself on fire. The monitor only beeped once, and the temperature had actually went down .01. She mentally kicked herself for that. She didn't have enough concentration. She shook herself, then began again. Instead, she closed herself and drowned out her surroundings. The idea of her on a space station went away. She was no longer in quarantine. She was just CJ Stahl, a normal girl from earth, her earth, who had a fire inside her.

She imagined that there was a fire deep inside her, and that her body ran off its energy. She focused on that thought, and the fire spread. It stretched to fill her whole body, then seep out to the skin, and hit the air. She was surprised when, instead of only imagining it, she actually knew that there was truly fire at her core. She gripped it, joining it, and took hold of the metaphorical steering wheel. CJ pushed the fire, and it rose all along her skin and into the air. She heard the beeping of the monitor, but tried not to think of it; if she did, it might break her thought. CJ felt the heat rise, and knew it was working, so she pushed even further, clenching her fists until her knuckles were white.

She opened her eyes and saw the heat waves ripple in the air, but that wasn't enough. She wanted flames. Determined to get them, she pushed with all her might for them to come. She opened her free hand in a quick moment, as if to spread something out in her hand, and that was when the first flame came. It burst from her hand, and she smiled at the sight. She had done it. She had brought out the fire.

As the heat rose, the fire grew in her hand, then slowly began to light on her arms. The fire didn't burn through her jacket, but came out through it, as if it wasn't there. Satisfied that she had it, she opened her other hand, dropping the cord, and fire appeared in that one, too.

CJ was grinning in happiness. Her clothing worked, and for the moment, she was controlling the fire. Now that she knew that she could do it, she let go of it, cutting all ties with the fire, and it died away as she lost interest in it.

But just because she could control then didn't mean that the Justice League was going to let her roam around the space station freely. If she had the fire, and her emotions took over, she could lose control, and the fire could hurt others. She definitely didn't want to hurt anyone else.

She needed to be able to control the fire under stress. She only knew one person who seemed like they knew how to control themselves under anger, but that man was odd. And how could he possibly know what she was going through? He didn't even have powers. All he had was his fighting skills and his creepy costume.

CJ didn't want to admit it, but he at least knew what he was talking about, and no one else had shown her that they could help her.

After she spoke to no one about wanting to see him, she came to the conclusion that they were watching her, or at least listening to her. Within minutes, someone else appeared, but it wasn't who she was waiting for.

The man in green stepped into the room on the other side of the glass with a small smirk on his face. "Sorry, sweetheart, but Bat's busy. But it's you're lucky day. You get to talk to the Green Lantern."

She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. This time, she actually spoke her comment aloud. "Who would want to be called Green Lantern?"

His eyes widened in shock. "My ring is charged by my green lantern. And I'm a member of the Green Lantern Corps; we're all called Green lanterns. Besides, I can't go around saving the day with people knowing who I really am." He said all of this as if it would answer her question.

It didn't. He had said Green Lantern four times already, and she had said it once. Already she had a headache, and she knew that this guy was going to get on her nerves. And what was a Green Lantern Corps? "Wait, you're not a member of the Justice League?"

He shook his head. "No, I am."

She blinked many times, trying to wrap her head around what he was saying. He squinted his eyes at her. "Wow, you really do come from a universe far, far away."

She decided to ignore that they had exchanged those sentences with each other. "So, why can't I see Batman?"

"He's patrolling Gotham right about now," Green Lantern said, taking a seat at one of the chairs at the table he had over there.

"What's a Gotham?" CJ asked. At first it had sounded like he spoke another language.

"Gotham City." When she still didn't understand, he got that same shocked look as before. "You don't have Gotham where you come from?" When she shook her head, he asked, "What about Central City? Metropolis? Keystone City?" After she shook her head to all of those, he stopped naming off cities, and answered her question. "Batman is a vigilante in Gotham. Gotham is his city, and he protects it from crime. He does this every night, unless of course the world is under attack by some aliens, then he leaves his city. But that rarely happens, so don't worry."

She shifted all her weight to one leg, slightly angry that she had to talk to this guy. "So when can I see him?"

He shrugged. "Tomorrow."

Internally, she sighed, depressed. She really wanted to explore her powers. She kept those emotions off her face, though. She was somewhat good at it. She didn't need this guy reading her. She narrowed her eyes at him, looking him up and down. "And all of you 'save the world' in those costumes?" She had raised her hands and made air quotations marks, exaggerating on the save the world.

He put his hands on his hip. "Well, if we did it in civilian clothing, no one would know that it was us." His voice grew serious. "The world needs something to believe in, to help them when they can't help themselves. The world needs the Justice League."

As he said it, she knew what he meant. If aliens invaded the world, ordinary humans couldn't protect the world. The Justice League in this world keeps the people safe, just as both he and Black Canary explained to her. They were a symbol, but of what? Hope? Safety?

She didn't know where the question came from, but she asked him anyways. "Did you guys think I was a threat when I first came, being on fire and all?"

He nodded. "Not being on fire; there are plenty of bad guys that have powers. What drew our attentions to you was the portal you walked through. It's nothing we've ever encountered before, and, usually, when someone comes from an alternate universe, they come to take over the world in some way."

"But-" she tried to put together what he had just said. "Why was I something you've never seen before? You said you get these portals all the time."

The Green Lantern nodded once again, pointing his finger at her. "Yes, but your portal was different than all the others. We're not sure how, though; we've got our best men working on it."

CJ looked down and away. How could her portal be different than all the rest? And they had been working on this for three days. Did it take this long to figure out other powers? Longer? Shorter? She wanted to stop thinking about it so she couldn't get even more confused.

A quiet beeping came from his side of the glass, and CJ saw a small green light flash on his right hand. Once the light faded away, she saw that it had come from a green ring around his middle finger.

The Green Lantern stood, looking down at his ring. "I have to go," he said, looking back up at her. "Gotta go save the world." He paused. "Well, not this world, but a world." He grinned at her. "See ya." And then he was walking out of the room, the door closing behind him.

She frowned where he had been sitting. What other world out there needed saving? Venus? She decided not to ponder on it, though. This world was different, and she needed to accept the oddness of it before she went mad.

Eventually, Black Canary came and gave her lunch and dinner, but she didn't stay long enough to talk. She slept through most of the day, bored out of her mind. She was conflicted over wanting to stay, and explore her powers, or go back home and become a normal person again. She didn't know which one was going to be easier.

As she lay in her bed that night, in her under garments, she processed all she had learned about this world. Super heroes were a big part of its culture, and she would definitely be seeing more of them, especially at their headquarters that she was pretty much living at.

Hopefully she'd be able to roam about freely and meet more people. She knew that these people were going to be different, and the excitement of all of them having different powers would be a new experience for her. Though she thought it would be exciting, she really only wanted to see their powers. Some of them were probably going to talk too much, or some too little. She knew she wasn't going to mind if one got annoying, like Green Lantern. He expected her to know exactly what he was talking about. She would be fine if all of them were like him, she just hoped that not all of them were that cocky.

If you didn't know: I'm adding an If you didn't know column to the end of each chapter, to clear some things up if someone is confused. Except for last chapter. I hope there's nothing confusing about this chapter. Hal is being Hal, Batman's patrolling Gotham City.

When I was writing this story, I thought of the song Monster, by Skillet. It completely describes CJ's feelings and her struggles.

Also, I will not have internet connection for the next week, but as soon as I get back from vacation, the next chapter will be up!