I really wanted to sleep through the trip home but I wasn't allowed due to the possible concussion. At first I distracted myself with checking out the team's person air transport vehicle. The navy blue leather, the sleek silver finish to all the seats, the dull flashing lights of all machinery and gizmos kept catching my eye. Once I'd memorised the vehicle twice, I then got to listen to Kid Flash non-stop flow of chatter about every topic known to man.

"The cave might seem a pit pre-historic but seriously, it has every comfort a person could want. Beds, couches, t.v., kitchen always stocked with food."

Sadira seemed to be the only one interested in his babble, I could sense that even his other team members weren't paying attention. "So you all live there?" She asked.

"Nah, not me… I live in Central City but as your sister is already aware it doesn't take long to commute between the two places."

"Oh Emily's not my sister," Sadira said smiling.

"Oh, my bad I guess I just figured. How'd you guys meet?"

"Well, it's kind of a long story, Emily and I were born in – "

"Sadira." I cut her off before she could just blab out all of our secrets. She glanced at me and I shook my head. She shrunk back in her seat, blushing at her mistake. I felt bad for her, all she's ever wanted is friends she could trust and with all these superheroes around with vows for justice and peace it was hard for her not to hope. Good thing I still had a clear head.

"You can trust us you know," Steel spoke without turning to look at me. "We're the good guys."

I stared at the back of his head for a moment before answering. "You keep telling me you're the good guys and I do appreciate it for stepping in back there but you've got to understand, I've run into many of our kind and humans all my life and not one of them were worthy of trust. I don't give it freely. It's… It's gonna take a bit longer."

"I understand." Was all he said before silence ensued once more.

"So…" I had a feeling the speedster was allergic to long periods of time without talking. "I guess we never got to be properly introduced." He held his hand out to Sadira. "I'm Kid Flash, ex-side-kick to the Flash himself."

She took his hand easily. "My name's Sadira Stark. My quiet and brooding friend is Emily Fairburn."

"Please to meet you," Kid Flash seemed to be pleased at the break-through. "I guess you already know Batman, Vixen and Steel. Sadira nodded eagerly as the famous figures inclined their heads. "And the guy in black and blue is Nightwing."

"Or Over grown Robin as Miss Fairburn put it," Nightwing said smugly making me scowl. "It does seem to have a better ring to it don't you think?"

Frowning slightly Sadira moved on. "So you guys are a team?"

The three older heroes chuckled and Nightwing and Kid Flash shook their heads frantically.

"Christ no," he said. "We're too young to be part of the Justice League yet but there wasn't enough time to assemble our team when Emily took off."

"And what's your team?"

"We're a group of side-kicks aimed at training young heroes to one day replace the Justice League when the time comes. Every now and then the best recruits are sent on missions. We call ourselves League Beta."

"Wow, sounds amazing."

"Glad you think so, we were maybe hoping – "

"K.F." Nightwing cut him off with a tone matching my own moments before.

Kid flash trailed off with a nervous laugh. Scratching his neck and glanced at me. I'd only noticed then that I'd frozen, don't think I even wanted to know the end of that sentence. "Uh… never mind. I can show you everything when we get there – "

"Which would be about now…" Batman growled from the driver's seat. Silence finally fell and I focused on the wind screen in front of us.

Mount Justice loomed ahead. Now that I could get a proper look at the mountain the imaginable size of the secret base within was mind blowing. The amount of money available to the league was infinite so I didn't doubt Kid Flash before when he said the cave had it all. As we approached I expected to enter the base through the huge door ramp I'd opened previously. Instead, we flew around to the opposite side of the mountain and headed straight towards it. Feeling as if we were going to crash Sadira gasped. I gripped her hand, remaining calm. I mean, these superheroes haven't saved the world and survived because they were stupid.

Right?

I was correct. When 'colliding' with the rocky cliff face we simply flew though it as if there was nothing there.

"Holograms," Nightwing answered my silent question. "It gives us access to the bases garage. We can hardly park the jet in the porch."

I nodded and watched as we entered the 'garage'. I had thought that the Atrium was big, this room made it look as big as my lower class apartment that got blown up.

It was approximately the size of those huge warehouses found on the outskirts of cities. In the right corner seemed to be a swimming pool but judging by the dark underwater tunnel, it was more than likely another exit for something ridiculous like a submarine. You never know with these people. As we filed out of the jet Sadira and I were barely able to retrieve our gaping jaws.

"Fucking hell…" the words escaped my mouth before I could stop them. I'd just focused of what the rest of the garage was full of. Machinery. From cars to bikes to random structures of parts and engines this place looked what I thought Bruce Wayne or Tony Stark's garage was. One of these machines probably cost the same as all the money I'd ever spent in my life.

"I know right?" Kid Flash came up beside me.

"Do you drive all of these?" I asked moving to get a closer look at one of the hummers, Sadira close behind me. She appeared too awed to speak, her slight hands touching the bonnet probably feeling the inner workings. I had an interest in vehicles but nothing compared to the girl that could make them work with a single look.

"Well, we all have a vehicle of choice. I tend not to drive seeing as I can jog faster than most, but I sometimes help the others work on them, improving them."

I was watching Sadira climb beneath the hummer for a better look when something else caught my eye.

"No way," I breathed, walking swiftly over to it. The most beautiful motorbike I'd ever seen stood before me. Black glossy finish it looked like it had been inspired by a cross between a second generation Harley and something from a futuristic planet. I swung my leg over onto the bike, feeling my pupils nearly dilated of the feel of the machine.

"Ah…" Kid Flash's voice broke into my visions of driving it. "Well, yes that bike would be – "

"Mine." I looked up and had to resist the urge to roll my eyes. Nightwing came to stand with his back against the wall. I really didn't like this guy's smug attitude. Brushing off the desperate need to ride the machine beneath me I shrugged.

"It's a nice bike," I allowed. His attitude? No. His taste in motorbikes?

"I know," his answer made me glare at him. "It took long enough to upgrade."

"How fast can it go?"

"Haven't been anywhere clear enough from traffic to test it properly, my guess two hundred and fifty."

I wanted to whistle, instead I shrugged as if that wasn't as incredible I really thought. I swung my leg over the seat once more. Once standing another wave of dizziness crashed over me. I stumbled forward a few steps before righting myself.

"I'm fine," I muttered, I could see the two boys reaching out to take my arm or something ridiculous like that. "I can walk all by myself."

"I'm surprised…" Vixen's voice came from somewhere as I resisted the urge to throw up. "With the injuries you've sustained you should have collapsed long ago."

"I'm fine," I repeated, somehow though it came out of my mouth as a question. The amazing vehicles around me seemed to be moving slightly. I shook my head in attempt to clear it but that only made things worse. I didn't resist the hand on my good arm this time.

"She looks like she's going to hurl," someone said.

"Well, move her away from the bike." I took a good guess who that was.

I was walking, well leaning heavily on someone and moving forward. I may have blacked out because when I felt conscious again I was shaking a little. I was also sitting in a seat, but I didn't remember sitting. Vixen came in view, crouching before me.

"Emily," her voice sounded muted, like my head was trapped inside a giant bubble. "Your concussion was worse than we thought ok, we need you absorb one of our friend's abilities." Another face came into view, one I didn't recognise. At least I didn't think I did, he had very familiar blue eyes and dark hair. I frowned, looked back at Vixen whose brown eyes burned fiercely into my own. I remember thinking the gold flecks in them reminded me of a lioness.

"Emily," her voice had an urgency to it that was a little worrying. "You've got to absorb them now. If you have another seizure I don't think we'll be able to do anything."

My hearing zoned in on something else. Someone was crying nearby, worse still I knew that crying. I glanced up to see Sadira huddled against Kid Flash, his eyes usually full of laughter were turned grave.

If you have another seizure…

It dawned on me that I'd probably seized in front of them all inside that huge warehouse. I'd seen humans have them before, the shaking, frothing at the mouth like a crazed beast. It was horrible watching a stranger go through it, let alone someone you know and Sadira had witnessed it. I glanced back to Vixen.

"Trust us." Her voice begged. Sadira's sobs still echoing in my ears.

So I took the strangely familiar boy's hand. Not knowing what or who he was our touch connected. Blackness rose and I found myself in his head.

It was strange, usually when this happened I would receive early childhood memories, memories long forgotten or buried by those who never want them remembered. With this mutant I got flashes but I had the strangest feeling they weren't actually his.

A woman, seen through black-rimmed glasses, her eyes full of constant whit and wisdom. Colours flashed, red and blue before a symbol blazing yellow only too well known to even contemplate before nothing… a span of total blackness where he felt nothing, did nothing. Until he opened his eyes to –

I jumped up, snatching my hand back as if he'd burned me. The chair hit the ground with a loud clatter. I stared at the boy in front of me, realising why I'd thought he was familiar.

He couldn't be… I thought trying to make sense of it. He's too young…

"Who the hell are you?" Came out of my mouth instead. Everyone seemed to breathe out a small sigh of relief before I was side tackled by the fourteen year old.

"One of these days," she said with her voice still thick with tears. "Your stubbornness is going to actually kill you." I nodded, patting her back while attempting to shake off the memories I'd just witnessed. Something really wasn't adding up. "What did you see?" She whispered frowning. I shushed her.

"Well?" I pushed my gaze meeting the boy's once more.

"Superboy," he said sheepishly. "But I prefer Conner Kent."

It was my turn for a relieved sigh. That didn't explain everything, but I understood the connection with the yellow 'S' I'd seen thankfully.

"Oh…" Only then did I notice the lack of pain everywhere. Cautiously, I rolled my once dislocated shoulder, checked my face and arms without their cuts and bruises. With them, the head ache and all the dizziness gone I really couldn't help giving him a small smile. "Well, Conner, It's awesome being you."

Someone laughed, I didn't see who. I gripped Conner's arms and pulled him on his feet, this being as easy as lifting an apple. Super strength is awesome. The poor guy swayed a little before I balanced him.

"Easy," I said slowly. "That's some amount of power you just handed me. Take's a lot out of you."

"It's not what I expected that's for sure…" He said gripping his head. "Not that there was much time to think it through."

I glanced back to Vixen who seemed more than relieved, she took my latest absorption as a symbol of trust. But was it? I glanced around the room at these heroes who seemed to have been repeatedly saving my ass over the last two days. But did I really trust them already?

Suddenly, I wasn't too sure.

"No." I agreed with Conner. Absorbing his powers seemed to be at the heart of me doubting myself. "There really wasn't time to think things through."

Batman decided to approach us then. "How are you feeling?"

"Great," I said honestly. "Like I could punch through walls or lift a car over my head."

"Good. Follow me."

This man wasn't known for his subtleties and seeing as I kind of owed him I didn't argue, just did as he asked.

I mean come on, he is Batman.