A/n: As it so happens, I am still mourning over Wally. EVEN THOUGH HE IS NOT DEAD. NOPE. HE IS ALIVE. JUST…STUCK IN THE SPEED FORCE. [And no I am not in denial shut up arhghgjskfa]. Also, exam week is coming, yet again. Argh. I am so sorry this update took so long.

"The Covenant"

Chapter 12: Denial; Part 1

A loud slam echoed through the former dressing room, awakening Hannah from her nap with a start. The girl let out a yelp, springing up from her bed in panic. "W…what happened?!" In a half-asleep daze, she looked around, trying to find what made such a loud sound. She found the door wide open, and moving towards her in a hurry was Klarion. Before she had a chance to react, the boy was next to her extravagant bed, pulling the warm covers off of her.

The cold air that made contact with her warmed up body made Hannah hiss a little bit, but she didn't have time to respond, as Klarion had already took hold of her wrist and had forced her out of bed, dragging her with him.

"What is going on?! Hey!" Hannah gasped out, having trouble keeping up with his pace.

Klarion stopped abruptly, and Hannah, who was not expecting this, slammed in to his back. She let out a puff and rubbed her now sore forehead with her free hand.

"Klarion!" she scolded, only to shrink away a bit when he turned to face her.

"We're moving out." He said simply. The girl wanted to question him further, but had no chance. Klarion seized her free hand and brought both her arms together; in seconds, a strip of red energy wrapped around Hannah's wrists, binding them together.

"H…hey!" Hannah objected, trying to separate her hands, but to no avail "Moving out where? What is going on!?"

Klarion smirked "Our ticket to the Tower of Fate has arrived~"

The young witch had to close her eyes when Klarion transported them both. Not only from the flash, but to ease the slight case of motion sickness caused by such a sudden change of environment. But when she did open her eyes, what she saw made her breath hitch up in her throat.

SALEM

AUGUST 19, 20:25 EDT

The beautiful night sky.

The streets of Salem.

Hannah was outside!

She could barely believe it! Oh how she missed the fresh air, the open skies! It actually took her some effort not to start crying. But that was not even the most amazing part. Hannah felt a smile rise unconsciously on her lips when she felt Grigor's presence back in her head. And his presence was much closer than she had even hoped. Almost as if he was right in front of her.

This served as a wake up call for the girl. She instantly gathered all her focus and looked ahead, and what she saw made her both want to jump with joy and slap her forehead with annoyance.

Standing on the grass plane were people. People she recognized!

There was Wally and Kaldur'ahm! And some…other companions of theirs who she did not recognize. One looked like a younger Superman, and then there was a beautiful blonde girl and…a green one? Hannah raised an eyebrow, wondering if she were a Martian like Martian Man Hunter. The green skin certainly was a similarity.

And while she was happy with them being there, this only meant that she had to be more careful with thinking up with an escape plan that would not endanger them as well.

Looking over them once more, she grinned. On Kaldur's shoulder was her beloved familiar!

Grigor felt her presence as well and turned his head in her direction immediately, anxiety building up inside of him at the thought of seeing Hannah again. He had to focus in order to see through the magical veil cloaking her, but he saw her! His Hannah stood there, her wrists bound, in the company of that Witch Boy and his accursed cat. Next to them were Abra and Kent Nelson, who was also tied. The bird started feeling antsy, itching to fly over to her as soon as he saw her.

"Grigor, stop!" his masters soothing voice rang out in Grigor's head "Don't. Abra we could handle, but the Witch Boy is too strong."

The crow squirmed, not liking what Hannah had told him. He wanted to be with her now! He didn't want her to spend one more second with that boy. But, seeing her stern eyes made him reconsider. She was right. They couldn't take him the last time, what would make now any different?

Feeling a hand softly pet his feathers, Grigor calmed. Kaldur felt his anxiety and went to calm him. "What is it?" the Atlantian murmured, but Grigor remained stoic, as to not give away what he knew. Hannah would not forgive him if he put the Team in danger.

Kaldur narrowed his eyes a bit, still suspicious, but decided to lay it to rest for now.

On the other side, Hannah breathed out a sigh of relief. She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to set up a telepathic link with Mr. Kent. It had been so long since she had done it with anyone; it was advanced magic. Before the accident, it came to her naturally, so she hoped that it would come to her again; like riding a bike, you never forget how to do it. You just need a kickstart!

"Mr. Kent…?"

"Hannah?" the man's voice echoed in her head and Hannah smiled. She's still got it! "For a second there I thought I went crazy and was hearing voices."

"Don't worry, it's me." Hannah reassured him, glancing at the man from the corner of her eyes "I have set up a telepathic link between us." She saw him move his head just barely, nodding at her "Unfortunately, it seems our rescue party is leading our captors exactly to what they want…But, don't worry, I'll think of a plan. I will get us out of this."

"I'm glad to see you looking so well. I trust the Witch Boy has treated you nicely?" Hannah raised an eyebrow at his voice, sounding almost as if he were…teasing her?

She huffed "If that was meant to be a joke, then you will have to forgive me for not laughing."

Kent looked at her briefly before moving his gaze ahead "Oh, I am being serious." He was not "After all, if Klarion was willing to block Doctor Fate's seal on you, my first guess would naturally be that he is trying to win your affection."

Hannah's eyes widened, a blush covering her cheeks "Mr. Kent!" she silently wondered how did he even figure out this quickly that the seal was blocked?!

"Am I wrong?" she saw the man's lips quiver up in a soft smile.

"He is not…there is no…argh!" the girl tried regaining her composure "No, you are not wrong; he did block Fate's seal. But it's not because he wants to win my affection!"

"Is that you telling me that he already has your affection, then?"

Hannah felt a heat crawl up her neck and up to her ears "MR. KENT!" she scolded him "Do not even joke about such things! How horrid!" Kent's soft chuckle echoed in her head.

The girl let out a small gasp, a tug on her arm breaking her concentration. She snapped her head to the side, only to find herself face to face with the infamous Witch Boy.

"Friends of yours?" he mocked, nodding his head in the direction of the teens trying to find the invisible Tower of Fate.

Hannah narrowed her eyes, not amused by his tone of voice. She turned to look at the team; Wally was zipping around at flash speed, doing a quick search of the area. "Friends of mine or not, I do not see how that is any of your business."

The girl watched, almost in horror, as the group in front of them finally figured out how to gain access in to the Tower. "Of course Kaldur would be the one to figure it out." She bit her lip, her eyes fixed on to the teen as he inserted the key, the Tower appearing as he did. "Of course he would..." Hannah barely suppressed an almost dreamy sigh at the thought.

Klarion, who still had his grip on her arm, gave her a small push "Remind me to give your friends my thanks later. They've been a lot more helpful in the few minutes they were here than you have been in the past 23 days."

"Bite me." She hissed, jerking her arm so to remove his grip on her.

"They went inside." Abra spoke up "We should follow before the Tower disappears again."

Both Hannah and Kent were forced to move on ahead, their captors following close behind. When they were in front of the door, she felt that they have stepped out of the veil of invisibility that Klarion cast over them.

"You need to warn the others about these two." She heard Kent's voice speak to her, determined "You know of every hidden passage in the Tower, even more than I do. Escape quickly and find…"

"No, I will not leave you!" Hannah interrupted.

"Hannah, you have to." Kent pressed on "Only united do we have a fighting chance. As we are now, we are sure to lose. Escape, find the others, find the Helmet before Klarion does."

"But Mr. Kent-" Hannah looked at his face, and saw that this was not open for discussion "Understood."

Abra cut their conversation short, pushing Kent forward roughly. The Tower, recognizing Kent, instantly reacted to his presence, the doors opening to let him pass.

"Don't push him!" Hannah barked at the man, seething from anger. "Charlatan!"

"Mind your tongue, little girl." Abra snapped, his voice dripping with malice.

Just as she was about to reply, she was forcefully tugged forward. She frowned, her eyes narrowing at Klarion who now had a tight grip on her arm, just above her elbow, and was forcing her to move forward as the door leading inside of The Tower opened.

"Stop being obnoxious." She heard the Witch boy hiss under his breath. Hannah practically had to bite her tongue not to respond to him. Instead, she settled on giving him a cold glare as they all made their way inside the Tower.

She looked around, a sense of security washing over her. Being back in the tower made her feel safe again, if only for a moment. The familiar surrounding was enough to soothe her anxiety at least a little.

"Hannah, listen to me." She heard Kent's voice "I want you to escape and find the others, warn them, get to the helmet before us."

"But Mr. Kent…"

"Please, Hannah." He pleaded "You have to get to the Helmet before Klarion gets his hand on it." Before Hannah could protest again, Kent turned his head slightly, facing Abra "The Tower may not appreciate trespassers." He spoke, this time outloud, almost startling the girl.

"Mute."

Hannah gritted her teeth as a metallic collar materialized around Kent's neck, rendering him speechless. Oh how she itched to give Abra what's coming to him. But, alas, Klarion still had a vice grip on her, limiting her movement. So she let her anger bubble in silence. Her attention soon turned to her front, where the holographic depiction of Kent appeared; just one of many security checks in The Tower.

"Ah, Kent. How unusual of you to bring back guests. Especially one with such potent magical aura."

The light on the collar which the real Kent wore blinked red with every word "My friends. Have come. To help. Me."

Hannah watched in horror as the wall in front of them moved, opening a pathway so that they could proceed. The Tower was tricked by such a tacky display. She promised herself to make Mr. Kent up the security system, because it sure was lacking. But, as she looked closer, she realized where the path led. It was the room of endless stairs. To make it even more interesting, it seemed to have opened in a place far away from the top, where the portal to the Helmet was. She smiled a bit, realizing that there was a possibility that the Tower did this on purpose, making sure to buy them more time to find a way to protect the Helmet.

"C'mon, get moving." Klarion's voice interrupted her train of thoughts. The girl stood still as Klarion's hand rested on her arm again, ready to force her forward

"I almost feel sorry for this."

Klarion narrowed his eyes, unsure of what she meant by that. But he soon found out as the girl clasped her hands together, one of her hands clenched in a fist and the other hand wrapped around the first one, her thumbs set side-by-side. In a swift movement, her clasped hands flew upwards, making contact with Klarion's nose. He let out a yelp, the forceful hit making him both step back; loosing balance and making him see stars for a brief moment. He cursed loudly, his hands flying to his face to inspect the damage, dropping Teekl in the process.

During his little moment of distraction, Hannah wasted no time. In a flash, the magic thread which bound her wrists was broken. Out of the corner of her eyes, Hannah noticed Abra moving his arm, pointing his "magic" wand in her direction. She sneered, back flipping out of his range before he managed to electrocute her. She swiftly made her way over one of the sofas and stood near a bookcase, her hand outstretched and gripping one of the shelves tightly.

"I hope I didn't bruise you too hard." Hannah called back, averting Klarion's attention from his bleeding nose "You won't hold this against me, right Klarion?" she spoke in a sing-song voice.

The boy twisted his body around in an almost violent manor, his left hand still covering one half of his face in an attempt to stop the bleeding. Hannah twirled out of the way in a perfect pirouette in order to avoid the fireball he sent flying in her direction. "I'll kill you for this!" Klarion screeched, his voice was raspy, resembling a cat's hiss.

"I am guessing that would be a 'no', then?" Hannah chuckled, jumping out of the way to avoid yet another fireball. Her eyes spotted a familiar section on the wall next to the bookcase. It seemed normal, completely ordinary; although, it was adorned with an abstract painting Hannah didn't care much for on a normal day. She cared even less for it now. What interested her was something else entirely. The Tower was filled with hidden passageways and magical portals, all of which would lead you to different parts of it. While most worked as a two-way portal, there were also those that only went one-way. Some worked for everyone, others could only be activated with specific magic impulses. And there were those that you could only use a limited amount of times in a certain time period.

Hannah spent all her free time in the Tower exploring these portals and passageways, marking them in her head meticulously. It started as a game at first; with her running away from magic lessons when she felt like doing something else. But it soon turned in to a hobby, helping both her and Grigor pass the time and bond over their adventures through the Tower that seemed to have infinite rooms and pocket dimensions.

And knowing where each portal was located and where it would lead her was proving to be more than useful at this moment.

"See you at the top, Witch Boy!" with those words and a smug wink, the girl was gone. She passed through the wall as if it weren't even there, just in time to avoid one last fireball, which in return just left a scorched mark on the wall.

"HANNAH!"

Even when she was way, way far away from Klarion, Hannah swore she could still hear his angered howl echo through the entire Tower. So she could not help but snicker, pleased that she managed to cause such a reaction in him; not only was he enraged, but he used her name, which he rarely did. His anger was her pleasure, so to speak.

As she sighed, a dim mist escaped from her lips. Hannah looked up, suddenly aware of the cool, crisp air and the crunching snow beneath her feet. She smiled, recognizing the place. There was nothing but bare snow in every direction. She called this place "the Snowglobe" because of this reason. She took in her surroundings, trying to navigate exactly where she was; to someone else, everything might seem the same. To her, she knew exactly where to look. Though it would take her a bit to navigate where the portal dropped her before doing anything else.

Hannah quickly started moving. Standing still in a blizzard such as this one would end badly for anyone.

It didn't take long before she heard voices. She froze [no pun intended], listening intensely, trying to recognize who it was. "Klarion couldn't have found me already…" she thought grimly "…could he?" she finished her thoughts out loud, now already being able to make figures in the distance. Hannah squinted her eyes, trying to get a better look. Three figures walked, one was green-skinned, one Caucasian, and the last was dark-skinned.

Her eyes widened and she felt her lips break in to an uncontrollable grin. Hannah immediately broke in to a run, but she only managed to take a few steps before she kicked herself of the ground, impatient, flying towards the now familiar faces.

"KALDUR!"

The mentioned boy barely had time to turn around so he could see who it was that called his name, before something crashed in to him, enveloping him in a enthusiastic hug. He gasped, feeling the air being knocked out of his lungs by the impact, but he managed to keep his footing and not fall over.

On the side, he could feel Superboy and Miss Martian tense up, both unsure if he was being attacked, or even who the newcomer was.

Kaldur took a second to regain his breath before he looked down at the girl latched around his waist "…Hannah?" he blinked, recognizing the blond mess of hair.

Their heartfelt reunion was cut short, though, as Superboy decided to react before asking questions. Swiftly, he gripped the back of the girl's shirt, lifting her up in to the air as if he were picking a cat up by the scruff of its neck. "Who are you?!" he growled, his tone demanding straight answers.

"Who am I? I should be asking you the same question!" the girl replied, crossing her arms. She wasn't really a fan of being manhandled like this. The boy let out a feral growl, his eyes narrowing. Thankfully for the both of them, Kaldur intervened.

"Superboy, stop. Hannah is a friend." his calm voice was enough to tranquilize the wild boy. He put the girl down on to her feet, albeit with some hesitation. Hannah and Superboy shared another glare between each other, before they were interrupted by Hannah's enthusiastic shriek.

"Grigor!" the mentioned crow left Kaldur's shoulder and was in Hannah's arms in seconds, nuzzling its head against her cheeks "Oh my dear friend, I missed you so, so much!" she cooed, her grip on Grigor tight, as if she were afraid to let him go again. "Never ever, ever leave me again, you stupid bird, oh my goood! I missed you!" she planted eager kisses all over the birds head. Gently, she released her iron grip on him, the bird taking in to the air for a few seconds before landing on her shoulder, nuzzling his beak in her hair affectionately, almost like he was grooming her.

With a giggle, Hannah turned to Kaldur again "Thank you for taking such good care of him."

The Atlantian teen nodded "You are most welcome."

"Hannah? You're Hannah?" the green girl spoke up, she seemed quite cheerful "You're the ward of Kent Nelson?" seeing the blond nod mutely, the girl's everlasting smile seemed to grow even bigger "It's so nice to meet you! I'm Miss Martian!" she introduced, placing a hand to her chest "And that's Superboy!" she waved her hand in the direction of the super-grumpy boy.

Miss Martian's smile was infectious, Hannah thought, as she couldn't help but smile herself "Nice to meet you as well." she retorted, politely "So, I suppose you are my rescue team?"

"Something like that." Miss Martian shrugged, still smiling. "Though, we're one member short. And two of them have gone…missing."

Hannah barely held in a chuckle "Let me guess. One of the missing two is Kid Flash?" at this comment, the two girls couldn't help but laugh "Alright, I guess you're pretty much lost. C'mon, I'll lead us out of here. And fill you up on what exactly happened in the last 23 days."

A/N: ALRIGHT SO. Splitting it in two. This way you at least get a chapter. If I wanted to keep the entire episode in one chapter, it would have taken much longer to write out. Thank you all for your patience!