I'll say sorry about this being the last chapter. I'm not upset that this is the last, though, because if you saw last chapter, there will be a second book! If you're following the story, be sure to check my profile for the next book, and be prepared for romance! I'm not good at romance, so my twin will co-write for a chapter or two. Enjoy, and be ready!

Trickster91: I haven't seen Frozen yet, but I really hope to. I hear it's really good. And is it alright if the two are in the next book? I already have the first few chapters laid out but have a perfect chapter for them to appear. I hate having to make you wait so long, but I promise I will put them in. Thanks for the review.

Thanks to all of you, actually. Even if it's only a sentence, you guys make me smile and want to write even more. Final chapter is dedicated to all of you!

Chapter 16

The founders all sat in their rightful seats at their table, with CJ their point of view. They all stared at her, looking her up and down, making CJ shift uncomfortably.

From what she had been told, the seven had been discussing her, and her actions towards helping the team and others. She didn't know how Aquaman or J'onn had been told about all her activities, but they probably had some video lying around. Sitting around this table, they were supposed to be making a decision, or they already had. CJ didn't remember. She didn't even know what the decision was for. All she knew was that she was called down to discuss her actions.

Finally, with a nod from Wonder Woman, Flash, and J'onn, Superman stood from his seat, which was almost directly opposite her, right of Wonder Woman. "Do you know why you've been called down here, CJ?"

CJ shook her head no at the table in front of him.

He hit some kind of button on the table, and all of a sudden, a hologram picture popped up between everyone. On it, some video played.

The first clip was of CJ's first moments on this planet, when she was on fire. CJ tried to look away from the screen, but still saw the fire shoot everywhere. She was ashamed of what she had done, and didn't want to live through the event again. Why were they showing her this?

The next clip was of her in the quarantine room, when she had awakened due to some kind of dream. Then of her and Batman, then her own little experiment, another of her and Batman, and then the incident outside the med bay when Superman had put her in an ice cube. Then, somehow, they had gotten footage of her on the bridge, of her jumping off. And the last was of her in the city, flying around, while she was supposed to be evacuating, the news reporter asking her what her super hero name was, and her almost exploding when that man had taken over her body.

She blinked, thinking about what the video meant. Were they showing her all the wrong she had done, and why they should throw her back to her world? Were they going to lock her there and throw away the key? Half of the videos showed how unreliable CJ was for them. She understood why they would want her to leave. She was a danger in this world. To all of them.

What Superman said wasn't exactly that. "You have shown that you can, at times, be a threat to yourself, the League, and to the outside world." He paused, and CJ frowned, knowing that he was right. "You have also shown that you are a trusted ally."

CJ's eyes widened in shock. "An ally?"

He nodded, gesturing to their table. "We have all seen what you've done. At first, you were a little unstable, but once you got your powers under control, you used them for good. You saved those people when they fell off the bridge, even when you had no need to, and you defended that woman on the rooftop. Clearly, you want to help people."

CJ shrugged. "I was only doing what was right," she mumbled, she thought it had been quietly to herself, but he obviously heard.

"You are a true hero."

She smiled slightly at that, and she saw a little pride flicker in his eyes.

He made the hologram video disappear. "Are you ready to go back home?"

The question was so unexpected and out of the blue, CJ didn't think she had heard him right. "Go back home? Back to my world?" He nodded to answer her question.

She looked to Batman, to maybe see if it was possible, but he just continued to stare blankly at her. She looked down and away from them. She had thought about it a lot while she was on the Watchtower. In the beginning, she had wanted to go home, but now…. She had saved people with her powers. She helped people in this world. In her world, she was an awkward, quiet girl. But now, she was changed. In this world, she was confident. In this world, she was a hero.

She opened her mouth to tell them this, but couldn't find the right words. "I…. My powers allowed me to save people. I make a difference here. There, I'm just…." She didn't say anymore. She sounded selfish, like she only wanted to stay because of her powers. She was being greedy and-

Batman had stepped forward and now held a thick envelope out to CJ. "These are your credentials. You are now officially a citizen of the United States."

CJ almost gasped at him. He had known that she didn't want to go back home. She was so stunned that she couldn't completely register everything in her mind. She took the envelope and peered inside. Passport, birth certificate, social security number, driver's license; it was all there. She pulled out the license. There was a picture of her there, as if she had went to the DMV and had gotten it there, with a blank face and everything. How had he gotten a picture of her?

But she didn't ask that. "I thought you didn't trust me…."

Batman glared, but Superman answered. "He doesn't trust anyone," he said jokingly, but CJ didn't laugh with him. She was still too shocked. "The seven of us discussed this for a while. The bad does outweigh the good, but that doesn't mean that you're not a hero. You have shown that you do what you do for good, not evil. You may stay and continue to save people."

"Will I stay on the Watchtower?"

He shook his head slightly. "We've already arranged a place for you to stay, until you decide further."

CJ looked back down at the license at the address. "Genocian City? What…. How…." Why did it sound familiar?

Superman grinned. "He was willing to let you stay with him. Actually, he came up with the idea."

CJ wrinkled her brows in confusion. "Who?"

But her question was answered when Theodore Wallace was escorted into the room by Wonder Woman. CJ hadn't even seen her leave.

CJ almost rolled her eyes. "Of course," she said, seeing Wallace with a grin on his face. When his gaze met hers, the grin softened, but the happiness in his eyes remained.

"One more thing," Superman said, grabbing CJ's attention again as she shifted her gaze from Ted and slipped the license back in the envelope. Wallace and Diana stopped next to CJ, making a mini circle outside the circle table. The other League members had come out from behind their seats, and were hovering near them. Flash was the only other one that had come right up next to them. He smiled at CJ warmly, and she thought she saw pride in his eyes.

Batman, who was closest to the table, hit a button on it, and a beeping emanated from the hologram screen that appeared, grabbing all of their attentions. "Place your hand here," Batman said, gesturing to a glass panel on the table. CJ was confused as to what it meant, but did it anyway.

The screen brought up a picture of a handprint, and after a moment, CJ realized it was hers. Once the screen was finished scanning the print, she removed her hand. Batman hit a few more buttons, and then the picture of the print shrunk, being placed on a page.

At the top of the page, it read Firebug. Underneath, in smaller letters, it read Real Name: Cynthia Jane Stahl. On the left of the page was a picture of CJ in her fireproof outfit. Underneath it, it showed the handprint. Filling the page was text, but it was too far away to read.

"Computer, lock profile, authorization code Z-E-001," Batman said, to no one in particular.

Superman held his hand out to CJ. "Welcome to the Justice League."

After CJ and Wallace teleported down to Genocian City, Ted immediately began to show her around his apartment. She had had no belongings on the Watchtower, so had no luggage to unload.

His apartment was a lot neater than CJ would have guessed. The apartment opened into a small hall, with one door that was a small closet for coats and shoes, then opened into the living area. The living room and kitchen were one room, with all wood floors, separated by an island. They had to walk through the kitchen to get to the hall that led to the other rooms. On the left, there were two doors that opened up to the two bedrooms. One was obviously Ted's, with many little accessories that made it homey. Across from his room was the bathroom, and next to that was the study. This looked very much like the table he had at the Watchtower in her quarantine room. There were papers, journals, pictures, boxes and equipment everywhere. It could not be described any other way than a mess, but CJ smiled at it. This was part of him, and she understood that not all of his place could look presentable to outsiders. At least he kept it all to one room. The last room was hers. The walls were white, the bed was only a mattress, there was an empty table and dresser in the corners of the rooms, and the floor was a little dusty.

CJ settled in well. Living with Wallace was a perfect fit. CJ had a difficult time finding a job, but while she was at the apartment, she spoke to Wallace while he worked, like they had the first time they met on the Watchtower. She was happy that she could stay with the one friend that she had made. The two got close, closer than CJ would have ever expected.

When she lay in her new bed that night, after the two had put sheets and pillows and blankets on it, she curled up into a ball. Finally, she could say that she was happy in this world. She was a hero now. She didn't feel like a little girl trying to control her emotions anymore. She was in complete control. She had a new friend, someone that she would openly and actually call a friend. She could hear him typing away in the room across from hers, even though the shut door.

She slept long and deeply that night, knowing that she was truly herself. Coming into this world, she had discovered herself. She was fire. The fire had opened her eyes, lead her to emotions she had never felt before, and guided her towards her goals.

Her name was Cynthia Jane Stahl, and even if she told people that she preferred CJ, deep down inside, she knew that she really didn't mind if they called her Cynthia.

Caroline Jade,

Hey sis. Sorry about the stranger handing you this letter. I couldn't give it to you myself, but I trust him. Long story.

I know I skipped out on our lunch date. You know me. I'll admit, I was a wreck just thinking about it. For some reason, I felt like you were going to bring your fiancé to meet me, and I couldn't leave the apartment.

I know that you're getting married to him, but I wasn't ready to meet him yet. We've been best friends since we were those little ugly eggs in mom. Maybe I felt like he was taking you away from me.

Whatever, it doesn't matter anymore. I didn't show up, and you've probably been trying to call me. You probably went to my apartment, too, and saw that I haven't been there in a couple days. If you're there now, it's been over a week.

It's hard to explain, but I'm not coming home. I went to be alone, but I found people like me. Not likeme, of course, but they understand me. They have their own problems, problems they can't share with their loved ones, like I can't with you. But I'm happy. It feels right here. I can't leave them. We need each other, to stay sane.

Don't worry about me. I'm in a good place. I'm not in a morgue, or lying in a ditch somewhere, or in rehab, or in jail. I'm with friends. Yes, I can call them friends. Even family.

I'll miss you. You're my twin, and I know you'll understand. It has to be this way. I promise, one day, I will come and visit you. I owe it to you. And maybe I'll meet that husband and three kids of yours. I always imagined you having at least three.

I also sent you a picture. Ask the stranger to give it to you now. In it are me and some of my new friends. All the way to the left is Deanna. She was the first one to accept me. To the right of her is Allen. He showed me that I shouldn't be scared, that this place is safe. Next to him is Dana. She showed me how to be strong, and that everyone has trouble accepting themselves. That's me in the middle. Don't be shocked by the hair. It's just the lighting. On the other side of me is Todd. He's a doctor, and a pretty young one at that. I didn't like him at first, but once I got to know him, he turned out to be really helpful in my trip. Next to him is Kenny. He was the one that officially welcomed me as one of their own. Don't even look at the kid all the way to the right. That's Allen's nephew, but he was just the twerp that photo bombed the picture.

I hung this photo up in my room. These people really helped me discover who I am. That's why I'm staying. They're why. I need them for stability, and they need me for support.

I'm sorry I couldn't tell you this in person. This is the last you'll hear from me in a while. I might send another picture soon, a postcard maybe. There's no way to reach me. There are no mail services where I'm staying. Please don't search for me. I'm safe.

I need this.

I love you,

Cynthia Jane.

If you didn't know: I made it so that it was Batman that was handing Caroline the letter. CJ asked Batman how she was going to send it, and he found a way. For some reason, he took it upon himself to be the one to give it to her. No one will know why he did it, except Batman and maybe Diana, or Alfred, or Clark. You get what I mean. He's Batman.

And I gave them wrong names in the letter because I wanted the readers to know who they were, and also not lie to her sister too much. Allen is obviously Barry, Deanna is Diana, Dana is Dinah, Todd is Ted, and Kenny is Kent. I put Clark in there because he was the one that officially welcomed her to the Justice League.

And yes, CJ and CJ are twins. They're not opposites, but they're as close to opposite as they can get.

Was this a great ending? I think so. Thanks for all the support!

I REALLY enjoyed the last sentence, not from the letter. It shows how much she's changed.

I'll only say so long for a few weeks. This was the last chapter. CJ is The Newbie of the Justice League. CJ is Firebug.

CJ will return in Book Two: Firebug.

My twin asked me to add this in, so I'm asking anyone that is reading this if they would like to make a cover image for the next story, and maybe even the first book, if you want. For the next book, I'm looking for a woman flying, on fire, obviously, but still able to see her fireproof jacket and clothing surrounded by the fire as well. I'd rather have it look more like a cartoon than real, if possible. If anyone's willing, message me. I'd love to have an original cover photo, and would be much appreciated. I'll keep the heart until I receive your piece. If you want, I'll add in a suggested character of yours as payment, or something. I'll repay you somehow, because an original cover would be amazing! You can send the picture to cherryxmountain . Thank you!

Cherry Mountain