A/n: Ah yes, today we are covering one of the episodes that marks very high on my "episodes of Young Justice that scarred me" list. It's because of Psymon. I can't stand him. He is one of those characters that literally make me shiver with fear. I'd hate to ever encounter him.

"The Covenant"

Chapter 18: Bereft

BIALYA

SEPTEMBER 4, 12:48 EEST

"Grigor, stop…" Hannah muttered and swatted at the bird that was restlessly pecking at her hair. But Grigor was resilient; he continued pulling at her hair and pecking at her ears, all the while cawing at the top of his lungs. "Grigor, c'mon, I'm tired, it's too early for this." she whined and turned over in her bed…

Hannah then came to the conclusion she was not in her incredibly comfortable bed.

Waking up in the middle of a dessert, without any memory of how you got there in the first place, is not considered one of the most pleasurable occurrences in life. Waking up in said dessert with a pounding headache definitely did not help with the given situation.

"Ugh, what the…" Hannah muttered as she shifted to her knees, the sand itching her "…why am I in a dessert?" she winced in pain and her hand flew to her head "And why is my head feeling like it went through a wood cutter? Wait a second…" she muttered as she took notice of her clothes "…am I wearing a cape?"

It was somewhere around noon, she could tell. The horrifying heat was really getting to her; she could only hope she didn't get heat stroke from sleeping in the sun.

Hannah slowly got to her feet and walked to the giant rock she spotted not so far away, hiding in its shade from the sun. She sat down and pulled her knees up to her chest, running a hand through her hair.

"Grigor…where are we?" the girl breathed; panic oozing through her like venom. "What is going on? Where is Mr. Kent?" Her loyal familiar hopped up on to her knees and offered comforting words. But, as she thought, he had no idea as to what was happening either. "I swear to God, if this is another one of Doctor Fate's schemes…" she muttered as she leaned her head back on to the rock, her eyes closing lazily. "Give me a second, okay, I just need to…calm down." Hannah spoke, putting her hand over her eyes.

As a voice reached her ears, she scowled "I said to just give me a second, Grigor! Jeez, I need a moment to calm down!"

Grigor let out a caw and Hannah went silent for a moment "…what do you mean that wasn't you?"

The voice reached her once more and she straightened herself up instantly, her eyes going wide. Her eyes met with Grigor's as if to say "crap" before she sprang to her feet, Grigor flying up to her shoulder.

"Shh, be quiet." Hannah whispered as she placed a finger over her lips.

The duo slowly crept around the rock, trying to make as little sound as possible. Hannah clenched and unclenched her fingers, getting magic flowing through them in case she needed to attack. Making a quick turn, she held up her hand at whoever was there, ready to fire.

"Oh my god, Kaldur?!"

In no time whatsoever Hannah was by the atlantian's side. The boy was on the ground, limply leaning against the rock; he seemed weak and dehydrated, he barely had strength to hold himself up straight. Hannah, on the other hand, felt more confused than before. Why was Kaldur here? Wherever here was, anyway. Without hesitation, Hannah helped Kaldur sit up straighter, before putting a hand on his forehead. He was burning up, covered in cold sweat. His eyelids fluttered, though he didn't seem like he was completely conscious.

"Kaldur?" she let out in the calmest voice she could muster "Can you hear me? Kaldur'ahm?" she wiped the sweat off of his forehead as the boy started muttering in Atlantian "He's delirious…" Hannah breathed out, before she recited a spell, sending cooling waves of magic through the boy. He seemed to relax as she did, his breathing calming from how erratic and strained it was.

"Why is he here?" the girl let out "I haven't seen Kaldur'ahm in so long…why now? What is going on?" she grew more desperate and irritated by the minute, and the feeling of sweaty hair clinging to her neck didn't help her annoyance whatsoever.

"Wait a gosh darned minute, what the hell is wrong with my hair?!" Hannah cried when she finally realized that her hair was no longer short and blond.

It felt like hours.

Hannah breathed out a heavy sigh, pulling the hood of her strange outfit over her head. She turned around and walked to the edge of the smaller cliff she was standing on before sliding down the sandy surface. As she reached the bottom, she skipped over to Kaldur's unconscious form.

Who was she kidding, it probably was hours.

It took her no time to realize that the dessert was the least of their problems. The entire place was swarming with military forces. Judging from their uniforms and markings, she came to the conclusion that they were probably in the desert of Bialya. And the one thing she knew about the Bialya military was that they were not friendly.

So she didn't hesitate at all in finding a safer place for Kaldur and herself.

She sent Grigor to find the safest place, or what could be considered safe at least, in the surrounding area. What he came across was a ravine, hidden away just enough to be considered a safe heaven, and thankfully enough, not so far away from where they were.

Getting Kaldur'ahm there proved significantly easier than she thought it would be. For some reason, she noted, her magic didn't seem to deteriorate with use; so levitating Kaldur to the ravine proved an easy feat. He was placed in the shade, out of the suns reach. And for further protection, she placed a magic veil over the area, concealing them from sight.

Were they broken? The bracelets? They should have been reacting already by now, with the healing spells, the cloaking veil, transferring Kaldur to their current destination; they would have at least given away a warning sting.

Why didn't they?

She couldn't afford to spend much time on such thoughts though. Kaldur's worsening condition was a priority.

He was Atlantean. As such, he did not cope well with extreme heat. It dehydrates him quickly, leaves him weak. And if there is something that isn't good for an Atlantean, it's lacking water.

Hannah had sent Grigor to scout the area further for any source of fresh water. She did find a small water container strapped to her waist, but it was half empty, and barely enough to help Kaldur recover from his state of shock.

Wiping the sweat from her brow, Hannah kneeled down next to Kaldur. With some effort, she managed to pull his upper body so that his head was lying on her thighs. "I won't let anything happen to you…" she whispered softly, stroking his head in an attempt to comfort the unconscious boy "I promise you. I'll protect you, Kaldur."

As she absentmindedly ran her fingers over Kaldur's forehead, she gazed down to her hands. She raised an eyebrow when she noticed a piece of jewelry she didn't have any memory of. Though, having no memory of anything seemed to be the trend for the day. On her right hand, placed on her ring finger, was a ring. It was simple in design, made out of silver and sporting a red gem. She couldn't recognize it, but looking at it made something in the back of her head itch. Like a faint memory she just couldn't place.

She gingerly reached out her left hand to touch the ring, her fingers gently grazing over the gem.

Hannah's eyes widened as images flashed in her mind.

"What is this supposed to be?" she questioned as she looked over the ring that was placed in her palm.

"Think of it as an exclusive way reach me." the boy in front of her explained smugly.

Hannah snorted, holding the finger between her thumb and index finger "What ever makes you think I'd want to keep in contact with you?"

The boy smirked.

Hands flew on instinct to clutch her head, the memories making her head ache. "That boy…"

"Fine, I'll keep it." she shrugged as if it were nothing "But don't expect me to wear it."

"RECOGNIZED: HEX; B08"

"I'm home!" Hannah announced.

"You're just in time for dinner!" M'gann greeted with a smile "Did you find your music player back at the Tower?"

The witch barely managed to stop herself from slapping her forehead. She had completely forgot about the mp3 player that she was certain Klarion held hostage, the cad!

"No, it wasn't there." She lied quickly.

Hannah was tempted to just put the ring away in her jewelry box and forget it ever existed.

But for some reason…

Putting it on seemed like a natural reaction. Something she was supposed to do. She admired how well the ring fit her, a smile gracing her lips.

She was gasping by now as breathing proved too difficult of a task.

Were those memories…hers?

"That boy…who is he?" Hannah let out, her chest swelling with tingles at the thought of his face. Her hands flew to her face, covering the evident blush. "Why did he give me this ring? Is he my…boyfriend or something?" she shook her head "That's ridiculous! I can't have a boyfriend that I don't remember! Besides…" her gaze shifted back to Kaldur, eyes softening when she saw him resting peacefully.

Her train of thoughts was interrupted by a loud crow coming from above. In moments, Grigor had landed near her.

"Have you found anything?" Hannah inquired in haste, only for her face to fall when the answer was negative. "Nothing but Bialya forces for miles, huh…"

Hannah's eyes trailed down to the ring once more. She didn't know how long Kaldur could stay in this condition without it causing permanent harm.

"Think of it as an exclusive way reach me."

It seemed that she and the boy were close. Maybe…he could help her?

Making sure to shift Kaldur back to the ground gently, she got to her feet. Grigor observed her curiously, not quite sure what she was planning on doing. "I have to do it." she announced.

Though she didn't really know how the ring worked whatsoever, she went with her instinct. Closing her eyes in concentration, magic flowed through her and in to her hands, filling the ring.

"I don't know who you are…" her thoughts echoed "…I don't even remember your name but…"

"…help me."

When her eyes opened, she saw the ring glowing a bright crimson. Her violet energy seeped in to it and turned in to red energy. She let out a small yelp when suddenly a bright flash of light erupted from the ring before it took the form of a person.

"I thought you said you weren't going to wear it." the boy from her memories mocked, his hands crossed over his chest. Though, when he noticed the lack of response from the girl, he raised an eyebrow and looked at her more closely. She seemed taken aback, her face flushing red, her eyes wide.

Hannah, on the other hand, could only think of one thing.

"Oh no, he's hot!"

"What the hell is wrong with you?" his voice woke her up from her daze.

She realized there was no easy way to explain this "Are you…" she started "…are you my boyfriend?"

The shocked expression on the boys face, Hannah had to admit, was priceless.

It took a moment for him to regain his power of speech. "Are you trying to be funny?"

Hannah pretty much realized that was a definite "no", but for some reason she felt crestfallen. "N…no, I'm serious!" she stuttered "I can't remember your name, but for some reason, I remember you!" as she spoke, she didn't make any sense to even herself "I just woke up in this dessert and I have no idea what is going on, I mean, just yesterday Mr. Kent and I went out to the Saint Patrick festival and all of a sudden, I just woke up…"

She was silenced by the boy putting a hand over her mouth "Stop talking." he ordered "You're not making any sense. You couldn't have gone anywhere with that old man, what are you saying?"

"What do you mean? Why not? Mr. Kent is the only person close to me!" Hannah argued as she took his hand off of her lips.

The boy stopped, observing her "Hannah, what is my name?"

Hannah opened her mouth, but nothing came out. Her face scrunched up in thought as she tried remembering, but nothing came to mind.

Seeing her reaction, he took a step back "You weren't kidding…" His face seemed quite grim, Hannah noted. "Wait, so you don't know who I am? You don't remember me?"

"No…I really don't remember." she spoke timidly "I mean…I remember your face, somewhat. I remember you…" she put her hand over the ring on her hand "…giving me this ring. That's why I thought you were my boyfriend in the first place." she explained "But I don't really remember who you are."

The boy continued looking at her, as if expecting her to say something else. As if he were checking to see if she was being serious. Without a word, he walked toward her, placing one hand over her forehead and taking hold of her wrist with the other.

"H…hey, don't get so chummy there…" Hannah trailed off, her face flushing.

"As much as I'd love to use this situation to my advantage…" the boy didn't even flinch at her attempt to threaten him "…you not recalling who I am and what I did for you is something I can't have." he spoke up, though mostly for himself "I'm going to go inside your mind and get your memories back."

Hannah wasn't sure how to react. But something grew inside her, making her feel safe. She nodded, albeit a bit hesitantly, and shifted her hand so that instead of the boy holding her wrist, he was holding her hand. "O…okay." she closed her eyes "I trust you."

He laughed "That's the first."

And with those words, she felt his presence inside her head, his magic sifting through her mind, through her memories.

"Where are you going? We were just starting to have fun!" a laugh erupted from his lips, chilling her to the bone.

He placed a finger to his bottom lip, considering his options "Tell me…" he paused, his eyes passing over her "…what is it that takes away your magic."

Hannah was taken aback. She stared at him, dumbfounded, before she let out a small laugh. She couldn't help it.

"Of all the possibilities, you chose to ask me that?!"

"Yes, your fault!" she paced around the room "Why did you have to come!? Why did you have to even appear!?" Hannah flared "Mr. Nelson and I had it great, just us, without anyone! It was peaceful and nice, and I was making so much progress…"

Klarion watched, amused by her anger, as she made circles around the room, turning around and moving her arms around to further emphasize her point. "Progress?" he almost laughed "Progress in what, exactly? Progress in becoming someone completely boring?"

She stopped and turned around, her eyes burning with rage "Progress in becoming normal!"

He sneered "Like I said. Boring."

"I hate you." She let out, her voice hoarse.

They weren't even aware of it at first.

It was just a feathery brush against the others lips. Barely touching. Both set of eyes wide open.

"It…It's gone…" she gasped, a thin sheet of cold sweat forming on her forehead.

"What is gone, Hannah?" Klarion asked, though the question more seemed like a tease, judging by the smirk plastered on his face.

The girl swallowed, her throat dry "Doctor Fate…his seal on…on my magic…"

She looked up at Klarion "…it's gone."

Klarion was the one. The one who saved her.

"Y..yo…you ki-lled him!" the girl shouted and punched his chest with one hand.

"I know."

"Hannah, do you like Kaldur'ahm?"

"You are constantly on my mind." Kaldur placed his hands on her shoulders "It has always been you, no one else."

The boy chuckled and placed his palm against her forehead "Sleep~" he cooed. Hannah felt her eyes close, everything turning white.

"The Watchtower detected an immense power surge in the Bialyan desert."

"Out of all of us, you were in the worst condition." Kaldur muttered "It's my fault. If my mind hadn't been elsewhere during that last mission…"

"Aqualad, it's okay."

"I'll check it out on camouflage mode!" M'gann chimed in

"Good idea." Kaldur spoke up "Go!"

"Maintain telepathic contact."

"Psymon can't see you, Psymon can't catch you, but Psymon can make you all..."

"FORGET!"

Hannah awoke with a start from the trance. Everything…she remembered everything! Six months worth of memories were back; the kidnapping, Mr. Kent's death, joining the team, Klarion…

Klarion!

She looked around, expecting to find him near her. But she found no one. Instead, she was greeted by the dark night sky.

Wait, night?

How long had she been in that trance?!

"Oh no, Aqualad!" she gasped and quickly turned to where she last left him. Running to his side, she noted he was back to delirious muttering, nightmares plaguing his mind. Without thinking, she took the water container strapped to her belt and put it to Kaldur's lips "Please, drink. It will make you feel better." she spoke in a comforting voice, hoping it would at least somewhat calm him.

As she forced Kaldur to take small sips, she felt Grigor land on her shoulders "I suppose you have gotten your memories as well?" she questioned, pleased when Grigor answer was positive. "The rest of the team is scattered around the dessert, no memories of the last six months." she spoke "And Klarion disappeared, like he usually does." the girl scoffed "Why does he always do that?"

"Hex! Aqualad!"

Turning her head, she found Robin, Miss Martian, Kid Flash and Artemis running in her direction. "Oh." Hannah thought dryly "This might be a good reason as to why he constantly takes off without warning." she quickly raised her hand up and waved "Guys! Over here!"

Hannah felt her heart swell up with hope as ran up to them, enveloping Robin in a huge hug. "I was so worried, oh my God! What took you so long?!"

"It took a bit of effort to pick up on the six months we missed out on." Robin joked.

"Hey, do you actually remember us?" Artemis stepped up "How? All of us had our memory wiped clean. Miss Martian had to restore our memories piece by piece."

The witch quickly shrugged her shoulders "Went in to a magic trance in hopes I would figure out what was going on." well, basically, she didn't lie.

M'gann was already by Kaldur's side, gently holding him "I can't restore his memories in this condition." she spoke up, her voice laced with panic. The rest of the team quickly made it to their side.

"He needs immediate rehydration. Call the bioship!" Robin ordered.

"It's out of range." the Martian said before turning to Wally "But you can get him there fast!"

"He's too heavy." Wally seemed out of breath "And I'm low on fuel. Right now, I couldn't even carry her." he pointed at Artemis who was standing next to him.

Artemis simply pushed his hand away. "Why not just levitate him back?" the blonde asked "You or Hex could do it easily."

"Hex can do it, I have to find Superboy." M'gann got to her feet "Six months ago he didn't exist, he has no memories. I'm the only one who can help him."

"Miss M, I'm not sure if I'll be able to…" Hannah started "I have been guarding the both of us since I found him earlier today, I'm at my limit. I'm not sure how far we'd make it with me leading the way."

"Hex is right." Wally started "Besides, Superboy is indestructible. Just ask those tanks! It's Aqualad who needs your help." he spoke in a stern voice "Like, now!"

"M'gann, please…" Hannah started, but M'gann suddenly put her hands to her head, as if in pain.

"NO!" the Martian cried out "Superboy's in pain!" and before anyone could stop her, she took off, leaving everyone behind.

"M'gann, wait!" Artemis yelled after her.

"We still don't know what erased our memories!" Robin tried reasoning "It could happen again!"

But to no avail, M'gann was out of range.

Hannah let out a sigh, hand flying to her head in aggravation "I'll levitate Kaldur as far as I can. Anyone remember where we parked the bioship?"

"Are you sure you'll be able to?" Artemis was at her side "You seem exhausted; even worse that Kid Flash over there. And he had been carrying me around all day."

"I'll manage." she reassured her "When I'm completely at my limit, trust me, you'll know."

The trip back to the bioship was an agonizingly slow one by Hannah's standards. Robin was navigating them, and they had to run for cover more than once whenever they encountered Bialyan forces. To make things worse, halfway there Hannah couldn't go on. Even with the lowered activation point for the bracelets, all day of using magic without stop already caused them to burn in to her wrists painfully. And it wasn't just them; she was exhausted as well. All day in the sun and using magic had left her at her all time low.

This left them improvising a stretcher for Aqualad, with Wally and Artemis doing all the heavy lifting.

But, thank the heavens, they finally reached the Bioship.

Aqualad was instantly placed on an infusion for his dehydration, though he still remained unconscious. But his condition improved considerably.

It was somewhere around half an hour past 2 in the morning when M'gann finally called in.

"Hey everybody! I got Superboy!" her cheery voice echoed in everyone's heads. Hannah paused in her tending to Kaldur as she listened "He's back to normal and we're on our way!"

Behind her, Kaldur suddenly sat up, gasping in surprise "Who are you?!" he let out in alarm, but Hannah turned back around and gently pushed him down on the bed "And how did you get inside my head?!" Artemis, who was standing near Hannah, let out a small laugh.

"Kaldur, you should be resting." she had to hold in the giggle bubbling up inside her at his panic-stricken face. It was incredibly cute!

"…Hannah?" the boy blinked, confused.

"Hello Megan!" M'gann did giggle "Aqualad's memories! I knew I forgot something!"

"Oh man! Me too!" Wally cried behind them "I didn't get a souvenir from the mission!"

M'gann's voice filled their minds "Don't worry. Got the souvenir thing covered!"

SHADOW DIMENSION

SEPTEMBER 4, TIME UNKNOWN

"Are you…Are you my boyfriend?"

Klarion scoffed as her words continued replaying in his mind. They seemed so sincere, so innocent.

Without knowledge of all the things he had done to her…was that her opinion on him? That he was her boyfriend? The mere thought was ridiculous!

Though, he had to admit, her innocent reactions to him when she had no memories…how the hell was she so cute!?

He was intent on going further in to her past. To see everything, to find out everything. But, her memories were so badly shattered that it took him more time than he had planned to restore them. Psymon sure did know how to eradicate one's mind. By the time he restored the memories that she was missing, he felt the rest of her team mates drawing near and left in a haste.

He closed his eyes and leaned back in the mass of shadows he used as a lounge. His head felt so light when he remembered how she moved his grip to hold her hand, their fingers interlacing. How she trusted him without doubt. She remembered his face first; even with her mind being completely formatted, he still remained there, somewhere. The only thing she didn't completely forget. Klarion couldn't help but feel smug at this fact. Not to mention, Hannah had his ring on her. She had called for him.

Even without the memory wipe, she had still worn the ring.

"Hannah, do you like Kaldur'ahm?"

Klarion's eyes suddenly snapped open, his entire body lurching up. Going through her memories, he found out things he did not want to find. He put a hand to his head, trying to forget it. But his mind continued replaying the memories despite his protest.

"Out of all of us, you were in the worst condition." Kaldur muttered "It's my fault. If my mind hadn't been elsewhere during that last mission…"

"Aqualad, it's okay." Hannah put a hand on his arm, comforting him "We all have our moments of weakness. You are a good leader, Aqualad. The others wouldn't have chosen you if you weren't."

Kaldur smiled weakly "Neither the less, I feel like I should apologize for my behavior. Ever since you joined the team, I have not been at my best. Thoughts of Atlantis have plagued my mind, and I was unsure of my life on the surface world."

The girl shifted her eyes away from him, uncertain "Is…that why you left so abruptly?" as Kaldur nodded, she shyly looked back at him "Will you be leaving then? The team? Will you be going back to Poseidonis?"

Seeing how distressed she was, Kaldur took her hand in his "My decision has been made. My place is here, with the team."

Hannah's face lit up. She opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by M'gann's voice.

"I'm in!"

"Good, but tread carefully. Camouflage is not invisible."

Klarion let out an angered yell, sending a fire orb shooting in to one of the many flying islands of the Shadow Dimension.

"He can't have her!" he screeched before firing again "He can't have her! HE CAN'T HAVE HER! SHE IS MINE!"

Hannah was his toy.

No one else could have her!

A/n: So is Klarion getting in touch with his feelings? Or is he just being the usual possessive brat he always is? FIND OUT IN THE NEXT EXCITING INSTALMENT OF THIS DRAMATIC SERIES

REVIEW REPLIES!

Molly Grace

Welp, seems she completely forgot about her music player. She's not the most concentrated of people and tends to get distracted.
And your second assessment about Klarion's jealousy proved to be quite correct! He is not one for sharing things he considers his. And Hannah happens to fall in to that category

Sundlower13

Thank you uwu I'm really glad you like it. It /is/ horridly tricky! Writting a relationship like theirs is quite straining.
Also, I always see familiars as an extension of their master; two parts of one soul. They're supposed to mirror the relationship of their masters, so to speak ;)

Stronger123
Nyx811
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Thank you for your kind words uwu

VeeandreaHart

I'm happy you loved that chapter so much, haha! I love writing out how their relationship develops, it's the best part!