Sorry, this is a short chapter, but it's just to show her fear/weakness. Technically, Supes is here, but he's still "the man with the red S on his chest." I promise, I'm trying to make the chapters longer. I plan on having at least 15-20 chapters.

Chapter 7

CJ's social skills were questioned after her brief meeting with Doctor Fate. She and Green Arrow were walking back to CJ's room when they turned the corner to see about twenty injured people loitering outside the med bay, which was right next to CJ's quarantine room.

CJ froze seeing all the bruised and beaten people. Arrow rushed over to the closest one and asked what had happened. CJ's heart rate rose, and her palms began to sweat. Seeing all the people, thinking about having to walk past them; she didn't want to go through that. She couldn't deal with all these people. Her anxiety had never been this bad before. She couldn't feel her body, and couldn't hear anything but the pounding of her blood in her ears.

The closest person to her, which happened to be Batman, helping someone stand, set his team member back in a chair and turned to face her. He was glaring at her, and CJ knew that he saw that she was losing control.

She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate. She tried to forget where she was, and how many people were around. It was impossible. The anxiety had already taken hold of her. The temperature around her rose.

The anxiety immediately disappeared when she felt a slight chill. Fear took over, and she shot her eyes open to see what was happening. The man in blue with a red cape and red S on his chest was standing ten feet from her, and he looked like he was whistling. As the fear of the cold consumed her, she went deep into herself to get warm.

She stepped away from the man, trying to escape the fear, but it-

CJ could literally see ice begin to form in the air, and she pushed the fire to the surface. Her whole body was dancing with orange and yellow, wrapping around her body like a protective suit. Through the fire she could see the man take a step toward her, and then the white-blue color of ice surrounded her, fighting the fire.

She screamed, feeling the ice prick at her skin, and then she lost all feeling as she fell into unconsciousness.

Snow was falling.

The wind was cold, stinging her cheeks.

The tree was covered in snow.

One shake of the bottom branch sent all the snow gathered atop falling to the ground.

It must have been six feet high when it landed on her.

She was surrounded, suffocating.

The cold was everywhere, reaching every part of her.

She couldn't move.

She couldn't scream.

The cold had trapped her, keeping her a prisoner.

No one could help her.

She was alone.

She was cold.

She was scared.

The fear of the cold was eminently the fear of death.

She woke with a shout, the memory haunting her conscious.

She was in her quarantine room, hooked up to the monitors. She sat up, looking around furiously, her eyes landing on the man on the other side of the glass.

"You could have killed someone," he growled, glaring at her.

She rubbed her face, the memory of what had happened coming back to her. She had flipped out over a crowd of people. Then the cold had come. Had that man…. blew ice at her?

She immediately rose her body temperature two degrees, to keep her body and mind off the idea of the cold. She shook her head. "I don't know what happened." And she didn't. She had proved to herself that she could do it, that she could control her powers. But she had failed herself, and she had failed him.

"What happened is your emotions took over."

"No I-"

He glared again and raised his voice slightly. Though the small change was barely noticeable, she knew that she was to shut up and listen. "If you can't control your powers, and your emotions, you will stay locked up in this room for the rest of your life. And if you still can't control them, then I'll find a way to remove your powers."

She looked down at her sheets. "If I hadn't gone through that portal…." She looked back up at him, tears springing to her eyes. "I'm trying, Batman. You don't know how hard it is to suddenly be on fire. How is someone supposed to suddenly know how to control fire? With their mind?"

"The fire is a part of you now. If you can't control yourself…." He didn't finish that sentence. Instead, he glared at her for another moment. He turned, and CJ looked back down, thinking he was going to leave. She looked back up when he had opened the glass. "Follow me," he told her, then left.

She quickly got to her feet, slipped on her boots, and followed him. The thoughts were still with her, but she was curious as he led her off somewhere.

He silently led her down a few halls, then paused at some double doors before the doors' motion detectors could detect the two. He looked down at her. "This is the cafeteria. There are many people in here." He paused. "Will you be able to handle it?"

She looked to the floor, tightening her hands into fists. You're calm, she told herself. She wouldn't let the fire take over. She wouldn't. She nodded, to herself, and to answer him. When he didn't move, she looked back up at him. He was waiting for an answer. Out loud. She nodded again. "I can do it."

He narrowed his eyes at her before he turned and approached the door. She stared at his back and followed, determined not to take in her surroundings. They weaved around a few tables, saw a few people, but to CJ, they were a blur. She kept the fire and her emotions behind locked steel doors.

When he stopped at a table, she came up to his side. There were two women sitting at the table, eating their lunches. One had long, wavy green hair with green eyes, and the other had short, cropped white hair with ice blue eyes. They both looked up as she and Batman stopped next to them.

Batman glanced at CJ. "CJ, I'd like you to meet Fire and Ice."

Both women smiled at her. "Please, sit," the green haired one said, with a thick Brazilian accent.

CJ did, looking nervously at the one that was obviously named Ice. When she looked back up, Batman was gone. Not seeing him shocked her. She was surprised that he had left her with them. Were these two now her babysitters?

Fire smiled at her. "I hear that you can manipulate fire, like me." After she said this, she lifted her hand into the air, palm up, and green fire rose from it. The girl next to her didn't flinch at all. After a moment, she put the fire out.

CJ lifted her hand as well, and after a few seconds of concentration, she did the same. She was grinning by the time she put it out. "How come yours is green?" Her hair matched her fire, like CJs did with her own. She thought it was interesting.

Fire shrugged. "It just is." After another moment of smiling at her, she looked to her friend beside her. "I heard about what happened."

CJ frowned, glancing at Ice. The woman with white hair smiled sweetly, but didn't speak. CJ knew that she was staying quiet for her benefit. Fire leaned forward. "The cold is my greatest weakness, too. But I learned to embrace it. Ice helped me. I couldn't be afraid of her just because she could hurt me. And she couldn't be scared of me either." They glanced at each other, smiling. "We're best friends, and we're not going to let our weaknesses get in the way of that."

Ice nodded, agreeing with her. CJ looked down at her hand, to look away from them for a moment, taking in what they said. Ice was her greatest weakness, and yet, she loved her. How was she supposed to be okay with her greatest fear? She was supposed to be scared of it, or it wouldn't be her fear.

But she knew what they were telling her. It may have even helped. She smiled, even to Ice. "Thank you. Truly."

Both smiled back at her.

CJ stood, now determined. She was going to control it. Now.

She marched off into the hall. She was finally unsupervised, she had sort of been waiting to be alone outside her room. But now, when she was finally alone, she really wanted someone to be babysitting her. Fire and Ice were watching her, and they didn't seem to care if she would walk away without them.

She had to find someone. Batman, Wonder Woman, Red Tornado; someone.

If you didn't know: When she was freaking about the crowd of people, she was burning up like crazy. Batman saw what was happening and quickly called Superman over to cool her down. When she blacked out, she was frozen in ice, and the team thawed her out in her quarantine room.

And the memory was her being covered in snow when she was ten. It was her first time ever being scared of the cold.