Disclaimer: I don't own DC Comics (unfortunately).

I'd like to take this moment to promote Inkaholic's story, Greeting the Green. It takes place in the Resurrecting the Red world. I also, apparently, need to find a way to work the whole 'Kara staying in the future with Brainiac thing' in the new JLU episode into the story, if possible.

Resurrecting the Red

Chapter 20: Finding Matt

Matthew McGinnis was not happy. He struggled against the tight bonds as he glared up at the towering green man.

The effort was wasted. Chameleon wasn't paying attention to him.

Matt winced at the tender spot on his forehead. He could feel the skin starting to swell.

"This is foolish Alex," he heard the green man say. A red haired woman looked at him sharply.

"And how is that?" she asked quietly. Something in her voice made the listening boy shiver.

"Why take the boy?" Green Man asked. The Red Haired Witch (Matt's 'name' for her) smirked at Green Man before glancing coolly down at Matt.

"For the reason that League will be limited in their actions," Red Haired Witch explained. "Terry McGinnis can't very well go to the police. They would ask why his beloved little brother was in the hands of Alexandra Luthor and a metahuman. Only as Batman can he deal with this."

Matt squirmed as he tried not to stare. So it was true. His brother really was Batman! The young boy was still stunned by the revelation. There was still a part of him that wasn't believing it.

"Jon-El's in trouble," Green Man stated. Red Haired Witch tightened her lips as she looked down at a computer screen.

"Debray," she said after a moment. "Put the brat downstairs. He can keep Waller company."

Matt gave a start as a hand roughly lifted him up. He hadn't realized that there was another person in the room. A strange, brunette man leered down at him. His left eye was clearly cybernetic and Matt didn't fail to notice the wires sticking out of his body. Matt swallowed his fear and did what he thought Terry would do.

He glared up at the cyborg.

Then he kicked him.

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Clark Kent stared at the clone of his son. Jon-El gave him a cheerful grin, eerily reminiscent of his dead child.

"It's not him, Clark," J'onn said telepathically. The Kryptonian tightened his fists in reply. No, it wasn't Jonathan. Jonathan Bruce Kent wouldn't do this.

Clark glanced over at the red garbed teenager. He and J'onn had come just in time. David had been dangerously close to falling into the speed force. The Kryptonian could not let that happen. Not as Clark Kent. Not as Superman.

He would do whatever he could to protect the boy.

Superman gave a grunt as the clone of his son slammed a fist into him. He staggered back a few steps as Jon-El flew at him. Another fist connected with the older man. Clark could still not bring himself to strike the face of his son.

The half-Kryptonian clone suddenly gave a yelp as some kind of energy laced through his skin. The energy bound itself around his limbs, blocking his movement.

"Good work Zaranna," J'onn said. Jon-El cursed silently to himself. He had forgotten about the magician. He heard rather than saw the raven haired woman walk up next to him. He could hear her heart beating rather loudly in her chest.

"I don't know how long I can hold him," Zaranna admitted. Zatanna's daughter had put all of her focus into restraining the clone. Her hands were enclosed tightly around her magic wand.

"Just hold him a little longer," Clark ordered. "Gear rigged up something really special just for him."

Jon-El hid a smirk. If they thought they could keep him a prisoner, they had another thing coming.

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"Calm down McGinnis."

"How do expect me to be calm Wayne?"

"Terry you can't help Matt like this. Calm down."

With great reluctance, Terrence McGinnis calmed down. Bruce was right. He couldn't act as effectively with a hot head. Even so…the mental image of him smashing Chameleon's head in was an image he was looking forward to.

Terry looked around at the others with him. The League had sent a team after Luthor. Besides himself, the team consisted of Green Lantern, Green Arrow, Huntress, and Superwoman. Warhawk was standing by with another team.

"Don't worry Kid, we'll get him," Superwoman promised. Terry looked up into her sharp green eyes. They stared at each other for a moment before the teenager finally nodded.

"I'm going to beat the hell out of him," Terry swore, causing a smirk from Kara.

"You know Kid," Kara said. "I think I'm starting to like you."

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Amanda Waller hid her surprise as Luthor's French lackey threw a young boy into a nearby cell. Debray didn't even bother to untie the boy or to uncover his mouth.

"Well well," Amanda said dryly. "It's another McGinnis." The boy looked over at her in surprise. Amanda scowled when she saw that one of the child's eyes had swollen shut. Matt seemed to be doing all that he could to bravely hide the pain.

He was not unlike Terry or Bruce in that. However, Amanda could tell that Matthew McGinnis was terrified.

What the hell is Luthor doing now? Amanda thought irately. She had spent her brief periods in confinement rather well. She now had fifty-seven different ways to disembowel Alexandra Luthor.

"Take off your shoes," Amanda advised out loud. Matt's arms were bound behind his back, but his feet weren't tied. The boy stared at her.

"Do it," Amanda glared. The boy quickly complied. Waller nodded a moment in approval before continuing.

"Good. Now see if you can at least can that damned tape off your mouth," she said. The boy struggled for about five minutes to remove the offending tape with his feet. His dark eyes focused in intense concentration, reminding Amanda strongly of a certain Bruce Wayne.

At least with something to occupy him, the pain from his injuries should temporarily be forgotten.

"Come on McGinnis," Amanda encouraged (taunted). "Terry would have it off already." She smirked as the boy sent her a very familiar glare. He then redoubled his efforts.

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"Are you sure about this?" David asked. He stared at the machine that was currently holding Jon-El. Green beams crisscrossed the weary looking clone.

"It'll hold," Richie promised. His friend, Virgil, crossed his arms. Gear had used a piece of Kryptonite that had been in one of the League's security vaults.

"But he's technically half-human, right?" David continued. "Will Kryptonite still have a big effect on him?"

"The effects are slightly less than Kent's," another voice answered. David turned around to see that Bruce had entered the room. The old man crossed the room to join him, followed closely by his vigilant dog.

"Does Terry need…" David started.

"We'll have to see," Bruce answered. "His team should be paying Luthor a visit now. Stewart has another team ready to help. You should take the moment to rest." Bruce cast an eye over the red haired teenager. He was still in the Flash costume, but had taken off his mask. He had also donned his favorite green jacket.

"I don't want to rest," David complained. "I want to help Terry." David wasn't sure, but he thought he saw the ghost of a smile quirk at Bruce's lips. The old man quickly hid it with a glare.

"I know you want to help," Bruce said.

"What about Terry's mom?"

"Commissioner Gordon will handle that. She'll tell Mrs. McGinnis that Terry and Matt were witnesses to an incident involving several Jokers."

"Did you make up that lie or did she?" David questioned dryly. Bruce smirked, but didn't answer. Instead he asked if David had called his uncle. David, of course, had. He had also called Max to make sure she was okay.

David bent down to pet Ace as Bruce studied the clone. Jon-El was still trying to struggle against his kryptonite bonds. J'onn had performed a full scan on the young man. Bruce was sure that Luthor now knew that Jon-El was in their custody.

For now anyway. Bruce had no illusions. Despite the guards that had been posted, Diana was one of them, there was still a strong possibility that the clone could get loose. This worried Bruce. He knew that Jon-El was especially keen on killing David.

After a moment, Bruce turned to go. He needed to keep an eye on Terry. He had only come up here to check on Jon-El personally, as well as David.

"Bruce," David said quietly. Bruce looked down at him. The teenager's gray eyes seemed troubled by something.

"What is it?" Bruce asked. The gray eyes flickered away. Bruce waited patiently.

"When I was fighting Jon-El, I heard a voice," David finally answered. "It wasn't J'onn. He seemed surprised."

"Did you see anything?" Bruce asked carefully.

"I saw a flash of red. I think it was a man," the teenager answered. Bruce looked at him for a long second.

"What did he say?" Bruce finally asked. His face was unreadable to the teenager.

"He said, 'Who's there?'" David answered. Bruce's face grew even more impassive. His sharp blue eyes narrowed briefly in thought.

"David," Bruce said on his way out the door. "I want you to talk to J'onn. I want him to scan you."

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Alexandra Luthor scowled at the women in front of her. Kara Kent and Elizabeth Szasz gave her a threateningly look.

"Give up Luthor," the Huntress warned. She pointed her crossbow at Alexandra.

"Go to hell," Alex answered. She threw herself to the floor and fired her hidden weapon at the duo. The Huntress rolled out of the way and fired her crossbow. Superwoman flew at her.

Chameleon intercepted the blonde haired woman.

With an angry yell, the two superpowers began a titanic battle. Luthor ignored the fighting duo as he trained her gun on the red head across the room. The Huntress was waiting patiently to pounce.

The Leaguers had smashed right through her defenses. They hadn't wasted any time on sneaking into her hidden Rocky Mountains bunker. Her father had converted an old Cold War bunker into a base of operations.

Alexandra scowled as the young Tibetan Green Lantern focused his ring on Chameleon. They had to get out of here. Fortunately, she still had a few of her father's old connections.

Alexandra Luthor still had a few cards to play.

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"Matt!" Terry called out. He raced down a hallway, followed closely by Ethan Queen.

"Batman!" Ethan warned. Batman and the Green Arrow jumped out of the way as a volley of plasmic energy shot at them.

"What do you know," Green Arrow said dryly. "A clear hallway with nothing to hide behind…how inconvenient." He notched an arrow and fired it down the hall. A second later, he had a second flying after it. There was a pulse of energy between the two arrows before a containment field formed between them.

"Good job Shorty," Terry said.

"I'm not short," Ethan answered automatically.

A rumbling sound caused the two superheroes to turn around. Several mechanical robots rolled into the hallway and pointed their weapons at them.

"Why does this remind me of Star Wars?" Terry muttered.

"Apparently Luthor doesn't care about copyright laws," Ethan quipped back. He let an arrow fly. A batarang followed it.

"I need to find my brother," Terry said. More battle droids rolled into the hallway.

"If you've got a plan, Genius, please let me know," Ethan said.

"Use the Force?" Batman asked.

"Very funny," Green Arrow answered.

"Queen, exactly how long will that containment field hold?" Terry asked. As if in answer, Ethan's force field on the other end of the hallway flickered and died.

"That long," Ethan answered.