Amanda Waller had just gotten home for the night. She went over her plan to subdue Superman again and again and again until she knew it was perfect. Just as she went to get some sleep for the big day she was receiving a priority call, from Vandal Savage.

She answers, "President Savage, to what do I owe the pleasure of this early morning call?"

"Don't get snappy with me Waller, I'm here to notify you of a change in your plans."

"I haven't even told you the plan. How can you change it already?"

"Because this time you will not fail Waller, so I'm giving you a backup plan." Waller is annoyed and frustrated from everything that's happened.

"My plan is fine, I already have contingencies in place."

"Again, Waller I'm not asking I'm ordering. Whatever your plan against Superman is it will involve Amazo, he is the backup plan. After he scans Superman's powers, if your plan fails, he will be able to subdue him and save you from failure." She is irate now.

"My plan is time sensitive! I do not have time to wait for Ivo's pet project! The Hero Hunters will be enough!"

"Amazo will be ready within the next 8 hours. After a sufficient test you will use him in your plan. Goodnight Ms. Waller and good luck. If you fail this time, there will be dire consequences for you." The call ends.

Amanda is livid. If it wasn't for that damn professor, she would be out of this terrible position. Now her entire career hinged on Ivo's robots and pet projects. She needed to win this time, she couldn't afford to come to President Savage empty handed again. She would only end up getting an hour of rest before entering Ivo's lab after tweaking her plan for Amazo's presence. If Amazo could help then she would take anything she could get from him, she was desperate.

She entered Ivo's lab in the Anti-Meta Operation Headquarters to see him hard at work, to her surprise. Had Savage already informed him of the change in her plans? In the lab there were already 7 Hero Hunters in the room as well as the exobytes she asked him to make. But Ivo was entranced in the task he was currently working on, making sure Amazo's body was being perfectly assembled.

"Ahem!" Ivo jumps up out of surprise.

"Oh! Waller, you're here already? I guess I didn't sleep in all the excitement. Did Savage already tell you? You really won't even need the Hero Hunters after Amazo is done, but I guess it's prudent to bring them in since they are ready."

Waller yells to interrupt his rambling "Professor! When will it be done?"

"Oh, not long at all Waller, as soon as I got the call from President Savage last night me and Amazo went straight to work. The nanotechnology is really doing all the work, after I finished programming Amazo started building himself." Waller is already grumpy from dealing with Vandal and now Ivo is too sleep deprived and excited to even give her a straight answer

"Then can Amazo tell me how much time is left?"

Amazo interjects "Approximately 45 mins left for the body to be ready for upload and final test. Professor Ivo's work efficiency has increased exponentially and allowed us to complete everything within your time frame Ms. Waller. I will be ready to assist you after the Hero Hunters are done combat tests."

"Finally, some good news" Waller says ender her breath. "Hurry it up then. Begin the combat testing for the Hero Hunters. The plan starts within the hour"

Waller exits her lab and walks to her office. Today is the beginning of the end for the resistance. After she has re-acquired Superman, and Amazo scans his powers, they will be able to subdue Wonder Woman and put her under Waller's control as well. Not even Batman will be able to stop her onslaught with those two at the forefront of her next attack. Now all she needed to do was draw Superman out. A simple message to lure the boy scout into her trap. She walked into her office to record her message to the heroes in question.

"Hello, Batman let's keep this brief. I am authorized by the world government to offer a ceasefire between your resistance and the world government's army. There is a need for us to come together and try to rectify our differences after such a long time of pointless fighting. We are prepared to make certain amendments to the Hero laws and perhaps give you permanent control of the areas you already reside in. No more fighting between the two of us and a face to face meeting with the President himself. If you agree to do this you can meet me at this neutral location, so we can discuss terms for the future meeting with the President, so a ceasefire can be agreed upon. You have 2 hours to respond."

Amanda ends the message and smiles to herself. She knows that Batman won't fall for the bait. But the prospect of ending almost 10 years of fighting with just words will be too tempting for Superman. As she sends the message she just knows her plan will work. Superman will come, and Waller's plan will succeed.


Metropolis, Resistance HQ

Deathstroke woke up with a massive headache from his run in with an Amazon freight train, but it only lasted a few minutes. He was stripped of his weapons and armor before he was placed in his cell. He had barely moved since he awoke, a few resistance soldiers taunted him, but he paid it no mind. As soon as he got out they were all going to die, it was simply a matter of time. One slip up in the watch or one soldier that got to close to the cell and underestimated his speed, that was all it would take for him to get free of this cell and get to his weapons.

He had a score to settle with his "employers". This was supposed to be a simple contract, well as simple as taking out the most dangerous man on the planet. Taking out Batman's little Knights was child's play. Taking out Superman and Wonder Woman would have cost Savage money he didn't have. Deathstroke made a habit of refusing contracts on impossible kills or, more accurately, kills that wouldn't be worth any amount of money compared to the effort he would have to put in. It was a short list of people and even the greatest mercenary in the world had brains enough not to try and go through super beings without a plan.

It was supposed to be a final confrontation, a cathartic end to his dance with the Bat. An honorable death for one of them, preferably Batman. Now he had been embarrassed and caught without a counter-measure for people who weren't supposed to be around. Deathstroke thought he couldn't go after Savage, killing an immortal was redundant and would likely end with Slade's own death after a while. Killing Waller for her incompetence was quite possible though. A drunken soldier approached his cell for a quick jab at the big bad merc and was about to venture too close to the cell. Deathstroke waited patiently for him to stumble forward just a little more so he could capture him.

The soldier's speech slurred "See? You ain't all that old man. Bet the Batman woulda took ya hisself." The soldier is about to fall forward but is caught by a whip and brought backward onto his butt.

"What are you, dumb? Sober up and report to Nightwing." The soldier stands up slowly and salutes.

"Yes ma'am, sorry ma'am." He stumbles out of the room and Catwoman sighs.

"Only a matter of time Ms. Kyle, one of these idiots is going to slip up. Then you're all going to die.

"You'll be lucky to see daylight again Slade. In fact, you're lucky we didn't let Wonder Woman kill you on the spot. Something about mercenaries just pisses her off. Or maybe she just doesn't like you. It's Mrs. Wayne by the way." Deathstroke laughs loudly.

"I forgot you were a domesticated cat now. You must have been a good kitty to get attached to the Wayne trust fund."

"Better than being a dog on a leash, don't you think? After all, you're in that nasty little cell and I'm out here. Who got the raw deal you think?"

"Watch your words kitty, these bars are for your protection not mine." Now Selina laughs at him.

"The truth stings doesn't it? Oh I remember Deathstroke the terminator, greatest contract killer on the planet. All I see in front of me now is a little slave doing his master's bidding. Don't tell me you got drafted into some little suicide squad or something."

"You really think you have enough lives left to taunt me? I've skinned tougher cats than you before." For the first time Deathstroke is sitting up and acknowledging someone's presence.

"I just don't get it really. You were living the mercenary life, weren't you? So much money to make and so many people to kill. Nice little assassin competitions between you and your friends. Now look at you, stripped down in a cell waiting for someone to free you. A regular Disney princess waiting for her prince to save her. If I didn't know better, I'd say you like it better this way."

"You're pushing it" he stands up and walks toward the bars "make your point or get out, you're pissing me off."

"You really like being on that short leash? Who does Savage even have you kill? Little old ladies that want some bread? Little freedom fighters that want a decent wage? I thought you only went for the big kills."

"Mostly kills that pay something like your soon-to-be-dead sugar daddy. Of course all of you are on my list now, I think I'll let him watch as you all die." Selina walks over to his sword and drags a claw on it making a slight screeching noise.

"You could do that sure, you would fail miserably, but you could try still. But you don't like this world any more than we do. You wanna pick your kills like the old days, and you wanna go after the big wigs pulling your leash. So why don't you?"

"They'll die when I want them too, but your family dies first." She gives him an evil eye, but she recognizes his game. He wants her to get closer, so he can use her to escape.

"So silly of you to pretend like you don't see the big picture. In the end they'll discard you like trash, a man like you is only useful when there is something important to kill. Once we are all dead who do you think is next? You might as well kill them now and save your own head from the chopping block." Deathstroke scoffs.

"So, you won't even pay me to do your dirty work? You don't have enough money to pay the contract you're asking for."

"Oh, little old me? I'd never put out a hit on anyone. Well maybe you, but that's beside the point. You have the means and circumstance to take the greatest kill that's ever existed. I'm just wondering if you even have the skill anymore to do it." Selina saunters away before stopping at the entrance to the room.

"Imagine how your asking price could rise after putting a certain immortal on your list of kills. Just a thought though, you can still go about failing to kill all of us if you'd like."

Deathstroke is staring at his sword as she exits, it was obvious where she was steering him. It was true that he didn't like being on anyone's payroll but his own, and the state of the world had him working less and less. There was barely anyone left to kill that payed a decent wage and, more importantly, less and less people that wanted someone dead. Sure, beating the Batman used to have his adrenaline pumping, but now that Batman was old Slade had become less interested. He had beat the Batman in his prime before but never killed him. Killing him now would only be a consolation prize. There were a few names worthy of his efforts on his list of impossible kills. Many of them were the ones responsible for his current predicament and were also pulling his "leash". Maybe it was time to put some immortals on his hitlist a bit higher than the Batman. But before anything insane like going after an immortal could be considered he had to get out of this damn cell.

As Selina exits the HQ she sees Nightwing berating the soldier she saved and gives him a wink. The sound of rubble being crushed draws her attention and she rushes to the town square to see what's happening. A large figure has a chunk of asphalt from the street in its hand after removing it from the entrance to someone's home. Barda was finally cooling down from her earlier battle.

"Well Well Well Barda aren't you a sight for sore eyes." Barda places the rubble down in the street, allowing the family to go back into their home.

"Sorry I'm late, there's so much fighting to do and so many places to do it. I'm truly spoiled."

"Ha! Glad you could spare us some of your fine talents then. Bruce sent you?"

"Yes, I was getting a little antsy while they were planning and plotting in the Cave. So, he sent me here to help. Seems like your mostly done here though." The area is pretty destroyed from the fighting, but people are starting to get through the debris more and more.

"Well sorry we don't have more for you to do. I'm sure that-" Oracle chirps in Selina's ear.

"All Knights report to the Cave. Priority One. Oh, and someone tell Barda we have something for her to hit finally." Selina smiles at that.

"Good news?"

"Very good news Barda. Time to do some real work." They both move towards the HQ to group up with Nightwing and head to the Batcave. Time for heroes young and old to come together for the greater good.


Central City

Diana flies into Central City with butterflies in her stomach. She is happy to be able to see her nephew, but she spent so much time avoiding him before. She is nervous that he will be angry with her for avoiding him after Donna's death, for not taking him in and raising him. She feels ashamed and believes that Donna would be disappointed in her for not adopting Alan. Oracle gave her Alan's location in Central City and she was in front of the place before she even blinked. What could she say to him to convince him to join her now? After years of practically ignoring him why would he listen to anything she would have to say? She walks up to the door and knocks twice.

"It's open!"

She freezes as she hears his voice. Diana walks in slowly and admires the small space Alan now resides in, its big enough for one and doesn't have a lot beside a bedroom, a bathroom, and small kitchen. Alan walks out of the kitchen to greet his aunt.

"Diana. To what pleasure do I owe this visit?" Diana is startled at Alan's tone and rather emotionless greeting. This was the first time they were seeing each other in over 10 years.

"I wanted to see you Alan. It's been too long, and this visit is way overdue. How have you been?" Alan gestures her to follow him into the kitchen and she does.

"I have been well Diana, I'll admit I didn't expect to see you today. You have caught me off guard and unprepared for such an important guest. Would you like some tea?"

Diana notices Alan's garb as she enters the kitchen with him. He is wearing white pants and a white long sleeve shirt which has a black circle in the middle on his chest. His head was covered in raven colored hair that would have been long like Diana's if it wasn't in a pulled back ponytail. Even still the ponytail hangs down to his shoulders. He gave Diana a warm smile as she stared into his white eyes.

"Alan, we have so much to talk about, but I have to ask- "Alan cuts her off.

"Surely you have enough time to sit and have tea with me Diana. I'm sure we can talk about whatever you'd like." Diana sighs and makes to sit down at Alan's table. She notices just how clean and tidy Alan's place is as she sits. Alan pours her a cup of tea and a cup for himself before he sits down.

"Trouble is coming Alan, in fact you have seen it firsthand much more than I have. Superman, Batman, and I are going to make a stand, but we could use all the help we can get. I'm here to ask you to join the Justice League. I know you may be hesitant because of your powers, but I assure you we could use your help immensely."

"So that's why you're really here? Not to talk?" Alan is rather monotone while he questions her intentions for visiting. He takes a sip of tea after replying.

"I would love to sit here and say everything and make every apology I need to make, but time is of the essence and I need to know whether or not you will help." Alan simply stares at her and takes another sip of tea.

"What apologies Diana?"

Diana sighs heavily, she wanted to get this over with and deal with her situation with Alan another day. That would make her a hypocrite however, since she made Kal and Bruce make up for the good of the team. Now it was her turn to make peace with her poor decision making.

"I need to apologize for not taking you in, for abandoning you when you needed me most. I need to apologize for avoiding you all these years because you remind me of Donna. I need to apologize for hurting you because of my own pain. I need to apologize for coming here and being short with you. I- "

The sudden outpour startles her, where had that all come from?

"So why don't you just apologize? Then you can move on."

"Alan, I've done so much wrong to you. I have shamed myself and disappointed Donna with my actions, I'm sure of it. You deserve more than my empty apologies."

"They aren't empty Diana. I can feel your outpour of sorrow and fear. You think I would reject my family? My mother would have been disappointed with you, but I don't think for a moment that she wouldn't forgive you once you came back. So, I forgive you Diana. For all those things that you did or didn't do you have my forgiveness."

Diana is surprised and concerned. She did not expect Alan to be like this, outside of him telling him to come in, his voice has barely inflected at all. He should be angry or sad, but he is showing no emotion at all toward her.

"I'm sorry Alan. When you were born I was so proud of Donna for stepping into motherhood so confidently. She was my role model in that regard. But when we lost her and Kyle… You reminded me of her, every time I looked at you I saw her, and it hurt. So, I avoided you to avoid the pain. It was weak of me to do so, and I was a coward. I am truly sorry, and I am thankful for your forgiveness."

"See? That's not so hard. Thank you. You should drink that tea while it is still hot. It's good for relieving stress." Diana takes a sip and is grateful she did. She feels like years of emotional weight and guilt have been lifted from her shoulders.

"How have you actually been Alan? I know you were having trouble with your powers, is everything okay now?"

"Yes, I still have some ways to go but I am making good progress in maintaining and sustaining control no matter what I come across. Living in a place like Central City has pushed me to my limits and allowed me to grow emotionally. I don't think I'm ready to fight though, I still have to pass another test before that."

"A test? What is it?" asks Diana curiously.

"It will require me to feel a multitude of emotions at once and still maintain control. When I use my power, or I get too excited or upset I start giving off energy of one of the spectrums. Usually whichever one I'm feeling the most. In a battle I will be tested in that way repeatedly. So, once I have passed this test I will be able to join you." Diana has finished her tea but is receiving a message from Oracle in her ear. Her look turns solemn as she receives her message.

"Are you sure you cannot join us now? Maybe your final test will be with us." She raises to leave, Alan ushers her toward the door.

"You will know when I am ready Diana. I will come to you first." They hug as they reach the door and Diana wants to try one more thing before leaving to return to the Batcave.

"They have Wally and Linda. Alan, we are going to save them soon. Perhaps you can join us to help?"

Alan stares at her shocked, "The world government has them? Where?" His eyes start to turn a little red while his clothing begins to turn yellow. His tone is much starker and for the first time Diana heard the emotion in his voice. Fear and anger were beginning to build in him

"Come with me, you can help us save them at least and then you can come back here to keep working on your control."

"I…I- "Alan bows his head and closes his eyes while taking a deep breath. "I can't, I wish you luck in saving them Diana. I would like to see them again."

Diana sighs "We will save them Alan, I know they would love to see you too."

Diana took to the skies after giving Alan a quick nod. If nothing would light a fire under her nephew, it would be family. Wally and Linda adopted Alan when he was young, and Diana knew he loved them like he loved Donna and Kyle. Maybe Wally and Linda could convince him better than she could. As she took to the skies and made her way to Gotham she prepares mentally for the battles to be fought in the future. The drums of war are sounding and it's time for action.

Alan closes his door after watching her fly away. He walks to the kitchen slowly and contemplates what he wants to do. The power he has inside him is volatile, if he overreacts to anything he could level a whole city with one errant emotion. But saving his adoptive parents, getting to see them again and saving them from the clutches of mad men who were hurting them. Alan picks up his cup to finish his tea, but he can't control it any more. His clothes are turning deep red and his eyes turned the color as soon as he closed the door. He crushes the teacup in his hand and tries to take some deep breaths as he clutches his chair.

The rage is emanating off him now and growing. He asks himself, what's the point of having this power if he won't use it to save and protect his loved ones. His breathing begins to even out, but the color he's emitting is turned to yellow. What if they were hurt? Or killed? He's taken the last 10 years to master his powers and, in the process, lost his connection to the people he cares for. Losing Linda and Wally would hurt him all over again, that would be more devastating than him losing control a little bit. They must be okay, and he must make sure no one can take his family from him again. He can find a way to control his emotions and still be connected to his loved ones. The energy is dissipating from around him while the color of his clothes returns to white except inside the black circle where it is blue. His eyes change to blue as well.

"Maybe by using this power I have, I can control it better. I don't have to be afraid of it anymore and I can use it to save them. Mother always said that a warrior that masters their heart can win any battle." Alan looks up "I wish you were here Mom and Dad, now more than ever. I need your wisdom and your talent. You made it seem so easy to save the day sometimes. Can you pass a little of that onto me now?"

His color changes again, but this time to green. He creates a green headband that covers his eyes and wraps around his head as a mask. His clothes are covered by a more form fitting suit but retains its now dark emerald green color. The black circle persists on his chest and is filled with emerald green while his eyes are returning to white.

"I will make you proud."


Author's Note: Thank you so much for reading and reviewing and everything else. Alan's character has been a little complex for me to write since I have changed what I wanted him to be like multiple times in my head. If you can, tell me what you think of him so far. I won't be doing a total backstory for him, but I may consider it if it fits the story. The story has a couple more buildup chapters before we get to the crazy climax I'm building too. Lots of stuff going on so I'm making sure I take the time to consider everything I have set up before I move on. Thanks again and Enjoy!