A few months passed and Brandon managed to continue his training with his mentor. After the summer, Cassandra was back at it with training sessions with them, though she seemed to find the training sessions boring and exhausting she would never admit she really enjoyed the training she had with her family.

Yet with the passing months her cousin grew curious of what role Diana was preparing them for, or the matter when they were requested to take part in combat in any time. All they heard from their mentor was to be patient, vigilant and hopeful that they will not be in a scenario in which their lives are on the line based on their skills.

But when will be able to help others? Cassandra remembered asking, even recalling her cousin asking if maybe they can help Diana in her tasks. It only ended with the Amazon not giving a yes or a no just a sidle stare that showed she will be thinking on that idea. Cassandra herself wasn't that much aware or involved of what Diana did as a hero, she only experienced a glimpse when she was younger helping Diana with some weird villain at her mother's museum; the artifacts she got her hands on to even stand against the foe in question. She remembered the event with detail as Diana broke her hand in the process and even encourage her mother that Cassandra had the spirit and head strong thinking of an Amazon quite rare as she describes it.

Brandon found himself astonished from the experience when Cassandra was so young to today, makes him realize he missed so much then he thought surprised of a whole new life that was right next to him and him unaware of it until a few months.

A loud ring pulled him out of his thoughts of the two Amazons and into the street with his college class in the early afternoon. The streets were lined up with school buses yet one of the teachers seemed to be one the phone in a state of panic. It was his professor was who assigned the trip to the museum in the first place with the class finding it boring at first, yet anxious to hurry up and get to the museum. He finished his phone call in a hurry and turned to his students "Sorry guys but there is an emergency within the museum so the trip and class today is cancelled." He announced in such a quick tone almost like something was happening that he truly didn't want to mention to his students.

"Is there something wrong Professor?" Brandon found himself asking aloud despite half his class leaving to enjoy their free time at the park nearby.

"Nothing just a simple hold up, everything is alright Mr. Blacksmith we'll just schedule the trip for next, hopefully there won't be unwanted visitors." He mumbled the last part to himself to rid himself of the thoughts running in his head. Yet that didn't get pass by Brandon without notification in which brought worry of what was truly going on in that museum with new visitors.

"Excuse me then Professor I will see you next time for our next class." He left it at that making his own way to the park and into the trees. In his hope, he was sure no one saw him or wondered why he was such in a worry but he was sure for certain that he was in the clear. He moved in a fast pace gaining the momentum to take flight in which he did. In seconds, he removed his boots and his blue sweater he was wearing in replacement of his new crimson amazon peaked boots and a black jacket with a hood that resided in his bookbag. He managed to get his lasso and gauntlets out as well before making a call to Cassandra.

He heard a ring yet in seconds it went to voice mail "Cassandra I know this maybe a bad time and all but there is a possible problem at the Metropolis Museum and I truly need your assistance please come when you get this message." In quick speed, he jammed his phone back into his bag and dashed off in aerial speed to his destination.

Cassandra felt her phone vibrating a few seconds at a time, thankfully she was in the back of the group so almost no one could hear it with their tour guide being all the way in the front. They just finished up a couple of questions before their guide was guiding them to the next exhibit. With such boredom that consumed her mind and face she almost fell asleep if it wasn't for the rush of people who came in screaming and crying in panic.

In the pursuit of those civilians was the rush of armed men that seemed all too eager with their advance looking weaponry to shoot. "All right ladies and gentlemen this is a stick up, there is no need to panic…well at least not yet just do what we say and everyone will be alright." What seemed to be the ring leader of this circus of freaks was now pointing is supped up gun at one of the teens in panic who attempted to take his phone out for a call for help. "I won't be thinking of that if I were you. As a matter of fact, all of you slide your phones to the front of the room. Boys make sure all of them have their phones confiscated."

The men caused such a panic Cassandra watched as they managed to split the people into groups with at least two armed men in each to keep them in check.

In the other part of the museum there was yet another rush of armed men to play security for whoever was really needing it for their big arrival. In the rush of fear Timothy Drake found himself in a predicament in which Robin was needed the most yet there was no open window for him to switch to his masked hero without no eyes to seem him in it. There was a wave of screaming classmates that ran in the opposite direction "Tim come on we have to go!" A friend of his called tugging at his arm to get him to run. He followed a nod and no question yet he needed to separate if he was truly going to be of any help.

"You go on ahead I'll call for help!" He cried to his friend who seemed to look even more worried of what he was truly thinking right now.

"Tim what are you-"

"Don't worry about me just go and get help if you can!" In the rush his friend released him continuing in quick speed, while Tim himself rushed to another direction which was the bathroom. He managed to catch his breath for the moment.

He took out his phone…a call to Bruce would be the most logical option he did need some assistance of as of right now, unaware of who indicated this attack and why. Yet again Bruce was all away in Gotham miles away with the others as well. In other words, Tim was truly on his own at this state. He dug into his bookbag hearing no sounds and see no feet at the stalls, completely sure he was alone. He equipped his dark red domino mask before removing his red jacket and locking in his utility belt around his waist following two more across his chest like a harness.

Before he turned to the door to exit the restroom he heard a stall open in a hurry and commotion that still seem to go outside. Tim turned to see a gingered hair male likely pass his teens. "Woah your Robin right, I heard some much about you. Wait I thought you guys resided in Gotham what brings you to Metro anyway?" It seemed he almost forgot of the commotion he was hearing when seeing the hero before him.

"It's Red Robin. Sorry I can't talk but I'm really needed. Listen I'm going to need you to call the cops right away."

"Really is something wrong, there was a lot of noise out there!" The gingered soon grew worried within the sudden order.

"Your safe here, just please call the police as soon as possible."

"Alright if you say so." He responded phone now in hand. The hero before him rushed right out the door and he himself could a few guys dropping down within a few seconds that passed. The red head didn't know what just happened before him with the loud thuds that rang his ears outside of the door in front of him.

He was almost dumb founded yet he managed to press the numbers on him phone.

In another room the mayhem and panic settled down to what appeared to be a room filled with whispers and worry. "This corridor is secured tell the boss that they can go ahead with phase two." A man spoke into an ear piece in his helmet. One hand was on his ear piece while the other held an armed weapon to a group of teens behind him. A large crouched down raven haired teen was at the end of the armed gun. The armed man turned to the teen who showed no look of fear.

The armed man felt sudden questions run in his head with a hint of angst of why the weird teen before him wasn't showing not one ounce of fear. "Got something to say punk?" The man questioned in a nasty tone almost like he wanted to start a fight. It certainly makes this boring mission much more fun with a fight of some pint-up, smart-mouth teen.

"Nothing just finding it stupid that you have to point a loaded gun at me to keep me quiet. You know none of us want to harm you right?" The teen spoke, proudly actually as if he was having a normal conversation with the man before him.

"Don't start with me. I'm just following orders don't take it personally."

Pathetic

A voice spoke, ringing loud in the teens ears he brought a head to his from the voice. It's ringing so loud with a single word he could feel his skull vibrating from it. "What's the matter punk now starting to quiver in fear like all the rest of your mates?"

Are you really letting this happen? A man wielding a gun against a creature, a god like you?

"Creature? A God? What are you talking about?" He mumbled to himself, to the man he was no doubt an insane teen talking to himself to cope with the growing fear he knew he was causing. "Who are you?"

Don't worry about me. I'm the least of your worries, think of me like a thought…Superboy

There swelling pain disappeared from his head yet that wasn't the end of the aftermath. The second the voice shaved away there was a sudden of power his mind flooded with thoughts of psionic energy that made each thought more power, each movement with more thought then he felt in the first place. The psionic rush was more than he thought in that moment it appeared to others a burning red rush of energy igniting from his head; with a match of red bold eyes to his strength.

"Crap it's a meta human! Shoot it down!" The man cried backing away loading up his gun in quick attempt.

From that second Superboy saw all the armed men in the room having their attention pointed to him. He was overwhelmed still finding the sudden power within him an amazement in such a sudden scene. He heard such screams and panics grow within the room, his sudden senses grew to hear even more before the room in front of him. From the shrieks of pain and barking orders a thought of defense came into mind and his new-found energy followed in pursuit of that thought.

The psionic energy extended into an aftermath flash, the energy flew into an explosion knocking down all the armed men in the room in such a speed of thought. "Woah." Superboy stated in such amazement from the blast in front of him, almost forgetting of the monologue in his head. "Going to have to thank whoever that voice was."

His ears picked up whimpers of worry from the other room. In another thought, he found himself able to see through the walls of the museum to find more armed men this time with the ring leader "Sportsmaster?" Superboy questioned in another thought he found himself floating in the air in seconds. He turned to his classmates who were still astonished by the feats of sudden power. "Get outta here and to safety!" He cried flying out of the room quickly.

"Is it ready?" A voice called as another armed man made sure that Cassandra slid her phone to the front of the room. Looking down from the floor before her where her phone was sliding she turn her head up to see the true ring leader of this crazed circus.

"Sportsmaster." Cassandra spoke getting the attention of the man in question.

"Oh, so you heard of me good means some of you won't be dumb enough to try anything." Sportsmaster spoke in direct tone to the blonde girl before him.

Cassandra turned her eyes the entirety of the large room, a couple men no more than fifteen, all armed yet there was one man who was dressed in a mech suit and stood right next to Sportsmaster. "The heck with it then." The blonde mumbled to herself in anger, a hand of hers moved to her bag quickly grabbing her lasso as she heard the loud ringing of guns pointing in her direction.

Once her lasso was in possession of her right hand she wrapped the man closes to her right. A dash of lighting flew within the laces of the golden rope that brought shock to the man. In sign Cassandra flew upwards with the tangled man followed. She gripped her lasso with two hands this time swinging it with twice the speed and double the force knocking down most of the men. In her sights, she could see Sportsmaster fleeing with the man in the mech suit yet with a few armed men.

"Quickly, get your phones and get outta here I'll handle Sportsmaster!" She chased the man in question leaving the hostages in the dust.

In the mix of commotion in the next room over Robin was certain that he was closer to the leader of this thought of attack, well at least he now knows it is Sportmaster behind it. There was a sudden crash of class from the ceiling which made Tim take cover behind a marble statue in worry of more armed forces entering.

There was no sound of large barks of the usual yet a faint sound of whispers and mumbled that signified the intruder was not with Sportsmaster in the slightest. Tim could then hear another crack of glass, the force that caused it was strong enough to make pieces of glass to appear in front of Tim from behind the statue.

He didn't know what was happening but he was sure for certain the intruder was now robbing of what was in this room. Three "bird-a-rangs" were summoned in his hand with another sound of glass breaking, he lunged out in sudden speed from his crouched position to throw his own projectiles. In quick response, a gasp escapes the intruder's lips yet with a loud sound of metal crashing three times right after. Tim sees immediately that the intruder in question has blocked his "bird-a-rangs" with what appears to be a silver gauntlet from his right hand. "Who are you?"

"I'm guessing you're not the intruder then?"

"I'll ask the questions." Robin assured at the hood man, he saw him right next to the broken glass case in his possession a roman xiphos sword in his left hand. "For starters where did you get that sword?"

"I thought it would be obvious of where I got it, do not worry though I will make sure to return it when I'm done with its use."

"That is an artifact not a weapon anymore."

"It was made to be a weapon and I will assure that its purpose is served."

Before the conversation can exoculate anymore from the start of it, there was now a few more mech suit men, about seven the two could tell. The two exchanged glances before giving a nod to one another that said their conversation would be put on hold. The two new colleagues dashed in with equal speed weapons in hand to handle the mech men.

Sportsmaster gripped the large bright red gem before him. The label under it read to be one of the newest addition the Metropolis Museum with the funding to find the gem in Greece was donated by none other the Lex Luthor. "Rich boy couldn't just take the gem, had to place it in the museum just to make my job a lot harder than it needs to be."

"It's gonna get a lot harder when you're behind bars Sportsmaster." Cassandra spoke in such confidence made the mech man next to the boss trembled as behind Cassandra was the few armed men knocked down that followed them.

"Don't got time for this get rid of her now!" He barked in anger, the mech man shot his fear right how with a blast of a hand beam to Cassandra knocking her back.

Cassandra's recovery was quick thanks to her quick timing of covering herself with a x-arm cross to her chest. Yet the mech man knew her she wasn't going down each and followed it up with another blast. She was caught by surprise this time a thought of stupidity went inside her head. Yet in that split second another thought was rushed in creating a red barrier in front of Cassandra made purely of red psionic energy.

"How many meta-humans are here!?" The man spoke in question. Cassandra turned behind her to see some raven-haired teen floating with an ignited head of red energy.

"Thanks." Was all that came to mind and it was all she could say.

Superboy nodded the barrier disappearing with a red blast to the mech man knocking him out. Sportsmaster took that as his que to leave the museum as quick as possible, dashing off before the meta-human can even have another thought. He rushed into the other room with the rest of his armed man and mech suits who all turned to follow him as their cue of escaping. "Get those brats off my back." He ordered making at least three of the men lined up and pointed their weapons at the following two meta-humans.

There was no fire this time around as a sword swiped in at fast speed, the blade had managed to impact their guns disarming them in the process. The guns now all with a deep blade dent down on the ground. Cassandra and Superboy managed to take them down with a few punches to the head. "Finally took you so long to get my call!" The shooter of the sword said making Cassandra realize she left her phone behind like an idiot.

"He's going this way come on!" Robin ordered with the other three heroes flying right after him in Sportsmaster's direction.

Sportmaster found himself in the main room, his meet up point with him and the others, yet he was the only one there and the only one who kept on schedule with them. He was in the center of one of the largest rooms within the entire museum. From his invasion, the room was cleared from civilians with only the Greek artifacts left un-examined. He looked up above to see the large glass in which his pickup would be coming through.

He turned to the incoming footsteps behind him the teens were quicker then he thought. From a full turn to them he immediately jumped backward from sudden swoop in charge from Cassandra with an Amazon cry. Sportsmaster saddled his stolen gem onto his back with his ball and chain in both hands. "I don't got time to play games with you, snot nose punks!" He barked swinging the spiked ball in one hand he threw it in quick pace to Robin who stumbled over to his left behind a glass case.

Sportsmaster retracted his spike ball with a quick pull, within the force he made its chains wrap around Cassandra pulling her in as well. He sensed a presence behind him, an alarming one at that. He turned to his with his pull throwing Cassandra right into her cousin, knocking two birds with one stone. He turned again this time to Superboy throwing again his spiked ball at the meta-human who only repelled it with a thought barrier.

From the attack, Tim moved without detection he took a swing to Sportsmaster with his staff, hinting his mark on the man's head making him stumble backwards to recover. In a few seconds, Tim took another swing get his opponent was ready this time, tilting his head ever so slightly barely dodging the strike. He brought one leg forward in which he delivered a front kick to Tim knocking him back.

Tim felt himself pushed backward yet still on his feet, with another tug from Sportsmaster the ball came back in full force hitting Robin in his back and down to the floor. Sportsmaster looked up from his downgraded opponent to find the meta-human in much closer distance.

He could sense the meta-human was thinking of his attack yet he could as well sense the two wonders behind him recovering back into their levitation. In soon he was surrounded by all four of them with Robin getting back up as well.

Sportsmaster smirked to himself finding this mission to have a little more action the expected. "Come on kids let's set what you got." With a wind up swing he threw his ball right Robin again who this time dodged it. With the charge of Warrior this time who gave a few slashes with his sword. In his other hand Sportsmaster dodges the short distance swing and wraps his chains around the sword. He pulls the chains disarming Warrior in the process before kicking him back.

His seemed to have the advantage with two weapons in yet he felt one of his hands entangling within the chains of his ball and chain. "That's enough." Superboy spoke. He felt a sudden presence of electricity within the hand that held the sword. He turned to see his hand wrapped around a golden glowing lasso.

"I agree." Cassandra said holding her lasso with both hands firmly.

"Aw cute." Sportsmaster spoke letting a chuckle out from underneath his mask. "Do you really think I would pick fights with metas without a little help? Call it 'Sports enhancement'!" He pulled his arm in the golden lasso to his chest giving Cassandra a side kick knocking her back. He pulled his other arm entangled with chains, from Superboy's grip. He swung his arm hitting Tim in the side of his arm knocking his into the floor. He swung the ball again hitting Superboy for the first time, unable to make another thought from the shock of the weapon leaving his grip.

Sportsmaster turned again to his side. With the sword in hand he gave a few swings to Warrior who brings both of his forearms up clashing the blade with his silver gauntlets in perfect timing. In addition, Sportsmaster throws in a few kicks, pushing him back as he blocks them. He pulls back his other arm swing it to Warrior's direction.

Warrior makes another X with his arms, blocking the attack for sure yet his pushed back further from the quick force Sportsmaster managed to create. He pulled his arm again this time swinging it close to him in great speed. He turned to his opposite side, Robin again on his feet took another swing at the villain. It was deflected by the sword and followed with another kick, Tim managed to side step the kick, then hitting Sportsmaster on the stomach with his staff.

As Sportsmaster stumbled back from the erring pain, he was still aware all of them were back on their feet. He couldn't be there for that long, the cops were coming and he needed to end this no matter how enjoyable this fight was. He stumbled backwards appearing to land on his back to the closest hero to him, in perfect timing he re-directed his landing throwing his hands down backwards to the floor. In another motion, he swung his entire body backwards in which he threw both feet into a double footer kick to Warrior.

Though the attack was yet again blocked with the silver gauntlets, the other three heroes surprised again yet and shortening their distances. Sportsmaster recovered much faster, when standing he took a 360 turn with the sword and ball following, once compete he swung his sword which once again blocked by a silver gauntlet.

As intended Sportstmaster thought to himself as with that spin he brought one leg to follow up with the attack, he gave one swinging kick to Warrior hitting the side of exposed ribs when blocking the sword.

The kick was strong and unexpected which made even more reason why Warrior was thrown to the side from it. Cassandra flew in with a punch in mind, yet the ball came right at her direction. She blocked it perfectly with a swing of her how silver gauntlet. Yet the ball didn't deteriorate from its course as the chains that follow wrapped Cassandra from behind. Sportsmaster pulled Cassandra to him, giving a high up knee hit to the chin knocking her right back onto the floor.

He swung the ball again behind him with Robin jumping backwards in missing the hit. In his follow-up as Tim was in mid-air for a few seconds he threw his sword in great position. Before it could make its mark, the thrown sword was covered in red psionic energy stopping it its track. Tim himself was caught by surprise with his arms up in defense as one held his staff. He turned to Superboy, in that split second he wanted to say thanks but another swing of the ball to the head knocked the meta-human off out of the air; the sword dropping to the floor as well.

Sportsmaster turned to Robin again planning to take another as Robin re-held his staff with both hands in preparation. The two wonders behind him get up closers than before. Warrior grips his lasso, taking the opportunity he swings his arm upward throwing his lasso forward in great precision and speed. The tip of the chain lasso manages to make it's hit as the villain turns his head towards them in confusion, from the strike his masks is blown right out from his face. "Cassie now!" Warrior calls.

Sportsmaster turns to the other wonder to see her gripping her lasso once again, as his hand is still entangled with it. From her grip and another grunt, he immediately feels an instant flow of electricity crossing within him in power. The sudden shock made him almost cry out in pain, he even gritted his teeth to withstand it for the moment. The flow of powerful energy cause him to collapse to his knees, knocking him out when the power flow ended. Cassnandra walked up to him entangling him completely with her lasso.

Finally put down there was a sudden form of a hush quiet tone between the four heroes. Despite all of them aware of what just happened none of them made it an effort to converse on it. Well at least not so quickly. "So, we did it right?" Superboy spoke the first rubbing his head from the strike. He got a chuckle and nod from Wonder Warrior who appeared to be almost smiling from underneath the black hood he wore.

"The police should be coming to handle it." Robin spoke, Supeboy agreeing as he heard the fast feet of the officers flooding in distances away. "I'm guessing this is a first for all of you?" Robin turned to the others, getting a nod from Superboy and Wonder Warrior.

"It can be considered like that. I can only say we've been trained for stuff like this." Warrior spoke turning to Cassandra who had her arms crossed analyzing the other two boys.

"Well, all I can say is that this was certainly something new." Superboy said. "Though the voice didn't say anything about me doing this with other people."

"Voices?"

"Okay." Cassandra called out walking to Warrior's side and pulling him by the arm to Sportsmaster. "I think it's time we go, it was nice meeting ya bird-boy and crazy-head." She untangled the villain flying out through the glass dome with Warrior waving them goodbye and saying it was nice to meet them before following her.

"Well those seem nice." Superboy spoke again turning to Robin who now had his attention to sword dropped on the ground. "Something up?" he asked aware of the curious look on the other boy as he had his back turned to him.

"Nothing just…the other guy had his face covered." He picked up the sword by the blade with two hands.

"So? You did too." He pointed to Sportmaster. "As well as 'wrecking ball' over here."

Robin turned back to the meta-human. "Yeah but out of the three of us I'm not the one who stole in this museum." He needed to know who that other guy was, if he handles things by taking them he needed to ready if they went missing. Robin looked down on the blade it was quite alright in state. It had no noticeable fragments of damage at least not from a long distance it did. He looked up to Superboy who seemed to be starring right back at him the entire time. "What do I call you by the way?"

"Conner Kent." He answered, "Pleasure to meet you." He extended his hand quite proudly to the other raven head. "Mind what I call you?"

"Robin" Tim took his hand, shocked of the larger hand wrapping around his strongly with no hesitation. "Red Robin actually."

"I don't think that's an actual name but if your parents named you that I won't judge." Conner shrugged with a smile. Robin just stood there astonished what was taking the police so long he could have sworn they were in by now. He was literally having an entire conversation with the other guy in front of him.

"Yeah, listen I have to go and I think you should do the same." Finally, he heard voices calling in from the halls that lead to the room there were in.

Conner turned his head to the source of the voices, glad that they were coming his friends are probably outside safe and sound. "Yeah but why the police are— "He turned back to the raven head not even being there. "So, I'm taking to myself then. Great." The voices finally called in the police finding the villain layed out and Conner with a smile on his face even waving and welcoming them.