Part Three:

"Robin; city's as safe's as it's gonna get. Be safe." His radio cackled to life but he could not reply as he was literally helping the fight to keep the ship up until they were a safe distance out to sea.

"Left front engine gone." Nerissa reported. Robin groaned as this meant that they were now relying totally on the three Lane-Kents and the warlock to keep them from crashing.

(They were kind of glad the Gordanians had expired due to the loss of their atmospheric settings and then exposure to the Earth's atmosphere. And they knew they were wrong to be glad about that but they were.)

An alarm began going off, "There's a fire in one of the engines."

Robin growled, pulling out three masks and tossing two of them to the girls as he put on his own. The masks could filter clean air from any non-vacuum surroundings. Nerissa immediately put on hers but Koriand'r let hers drop as she continued to pilot.

"Kori, put the mask on," Tim told her.

"I do not require it for I shall be out of the ship before we are in the water." She replied, starting to cough as more alarms began and smoke floated in.

"No, it'll filter oxygen from the air around you!" He raced to her, picking up her discarded mask and putting it on her. She took several deep breaths as soon as it was on, "Thank you Robin."

"No problem Kori." He smiled softly before they retook their positions at the controls.

"I am launching the onboard missiles," Koriand'r announced.

"Are they nuclear missiles?" Nerissa demanded.

"No, they are ordinary, rather primitive missiles..."

"Go ahead then."

"Launching in five...four..."

"Fire in all four engine rooms, heading up here fast," Robin announced.

Koriand'r skipped the rest of her countdown and fired off all twenty missiles. They zoomed away and hit the ocean, exploding knots away from the ship.

"Engaging fire fighting measures." Robin pressed the needed buttons, initiating the needed sequences, "Isa can you—"

"Yeah, go." She smiled, "I'm just a mermaid with land legs after all."

Koriand'r did not understand what the girl was saying exactly but understood that she would be the one to hit the water with the ship and that she was telling Robin and herself to evacuate.

"There is going to be a pressure shift." Koriand'r warned and she readied herself.

"I know. Go. I'm able to handle it." Nerissa nodded, her gills flaring.

"As you wish." Koriand'r blasted out the windshield with an energy bolt from her hand, shocking her comrades, and grabbed Robin, carrying him with her out of the ship basket style. Nerissa saluted them with a smile as they left, taking over the steering. The wind and air whipped around her but she managed to stand firm and strong. It was time to do her family proud.

"Jason, Chris, Laura, Nix, one good toss now!" Robin radioed out to the Lane-Kents, they were wearing Bluetooth earpieces instead of regular radios at their waists, and they passed the order onto the fourth member of their party.

"Robin and the alien are out of the ship." Helena radioed to her squad, watching the ship through Bat-binoculars from her perch on the highest building in the city, "They're getting ready to toss it, looks like Isa's still inside." Before whispering, "Sure hope you know what you're doing Timmy..."

"HEAVE!" Jason roared as they all pulled back the ship, winding up the pitch, "HO!"

As one they flung it forward, hurriedly flying higher above it and watching as it hit the water, bobbed for a few seconds, and then began going under, front first.

"C'mon Isa," everyone whispered.

Within minutes the Atlantean hybrid broke the surface of the water, giving them a thumbs-up and a grin.

Before anyone else could move, Phoenix had gotten down to her, lifting her up and asking, "Are you injured Nerissa?"

He took off his cloak and bundled her in it, knowing the waters were freezing as it was January.

She laughed, "Yeah, I'm good. What, are you my knight in purple armor?"

He smiled, "After we get back into the city shall I tell you about a few visions I myself have had?"

She grinned, "Sure, but lemme take a stab first. They're about me?"

"Very much so." And so the fliers, Nerissa and Robin headed back to land.

The tidal waves caused by the ship's crash were not as large as they had feared and so the trenches were barely filled and the movement towards higher ground was totally unneeded. (However, it was better to be over-prepared than under-prepared).

When the seven that had gone with the ship had gotten back in and the entire group reunited on the pier there was a small celebration. They had done it! Screw their parents, their mentors, the League. They, a bunch of kids, a bunch of sidekicks deemed unfit to enter the League's inter sanctums, had saved an alien princess from slavery, sexual and otherwise, and the entire city of San Francisco from total annihilation and its' citizens, all of them, from certain death!

And then there was the light-flash of a camera and they turned, slowly as one, to face a wall of reporters and cameramen and camerawomen. The shock showed on their faces.

"Christian Zimmer," one introduced himself, "ENN. Tell me, what happened?"

Everyone moved back to let Robin have the stage. He smiled and started...