Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Reborn

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 24:

Bruce Wayne stood next to Kara and Alex watching Justin hacking into every camera in Midvale. The three men who had broken into the High School two days before had been all over Midvale, setting up camp in the one hotel in town under obviously false names. The Danvers, Leslie Thompkins, Bruce Wayne and J’onn J’onzz had all been at the Fortress the entire time.

More disturbingly, the men had surveilled Alex and Kara’s house and their parent’s and brother’s home several times, looking from a distance but not approaching. It was obvious to the girls and Bruce they were waiting for one of them to be home.

“Yes!” Kelex shouted. “I found facial recognition for one of them… finally!”

The girls and Bruce moved quickly towards the computer bank where he stood.

“So at least one is human?” Kara asked, relieved. She had not been happy when Kelex could find no match for any of them anywhere around the world. She knew they must have been aliens but not even the DEO registry had any record of them, making them complete unknowns.

“No.” Kelex told her pointing to one of the men. “This man is known as Lar Gand. He is the son and sole heir to King Lar Gand and Queen Rhea of Daxam at the time of Krypton’s destruction.”

The room froze, all eyes wide, turning to Kara who stood stiff, fists clenched.

“That… he… they… slave owning… war mongering… as bad as the House of El… that son of a bitch is scouting out my home?! Looking for my Sister?! My Brother?” Kara finally shouted, her eyes completely red.

Alex, exuding calm, rubbed her irate sister’s back. “I’m not going to bother asking you to relax, but if you are going to go supernova, put the visor on, take it outside and pretend you’re Elsa.”

All of Kara’s anger was snuffed out in her confusion with Alex’s request. Calming rapidly, her eyes returning to their normal blue, she turned to Alex. “Elsa?”

Her sister grinned, eyebrows raised as she replied, “Yep, just… let it go .”

Kara stood still for a moment, before she shook her head and took a deep breath, snickering. “Nerd. Nope. I am cool. Considering what the House of El has done, who am I to judge? Kelex, what are we looking at power wise?”

Kelex shrugged his metallic shoulders. “I have no idea, never having met a Daxamite under a yellow sun. I do suspect, however, that he has some powers similar to yours which would explain the trio’s behavior.”

Alex agreed. “They have approached our homes, seen cars in the drive but haven’t knocked on doors or conducted an assault. I’m going to guess he is using X Ray vision.”

“Meaning we have to assume he has the same powers as mine.” Kara told her, plans forming in her mind already. “Mom, Bruce, we are going to need some red sunlight cuffs. Alex and I will keep working on the containment cells.”

Bruce raised an eyebrow. “Containment cells? Cuffs?”

Kara nodded. “We need them to tell us what they want and if there are more of them.”

“And then?” Bruce asked.

The sisters looked at each other, Alex nodding at Kara to continue. “And then… if they can be contained by the DEO, J’onn, if he ever returns with intel and lunch, can wipe their memories of us and you can deliver them to the boys in black. If they can’t be contained, we send them to the Phantom Zone. We aren’t killing them. No matter what.”

The Danvers and Bruce were surprised by the conviction in her voice.

Leslie was not.

She had watched Kara carefully since the ‘siege’ had begun. She was not surprised that Kara’s Supergirl persona came to the forefront, making decisions, giving orders, but she was pleasantly surprised that at no time did Kara say she planned to kill anyone. Neither did Alex. Leslie had no doubt pre-sun Kara and Alex would have had these three aliens skinned by now. She was pleased by the change.

“And if neither of those are good options, we will send them with Lobo.” Alex added happily, knowing the Phantom Zone was a better option than Lobo. “Speaking of our bestie, has he gotten back to you, Dad?”

Jeremiah looked at the ground and nodded his head in frustration and fatherly disgust. “Yeah, he contacted me an hour ago. Apparently he was already on his way here to, and I quote, ‘ Take his lesbian lover out on the town and get her laid.’ “

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Kara asked.

Her dad looked at the crystal ceiling and sighed in resignation. “I was hoping the both of you would change your mind about needing him. I didn’t tell him about Kara. I just sent the distress call and he replied today. After he told me… that… I hung up on him.”

Kara bit back a laugh. “J’onn should be back soon. I hope his cover wasn’t blown. If he can get into their heads, it may give us a better idea of what we are facing.”

Bruce walked away from the screen in Kelex’s work area and returned to Justin which was tracking the three alien intruders. They were at the Diner where J’onn had set up to surveil them and it appeared they were now leaving, walking back to the Hotel.

“No sign of any new cars or rentals in Midvale. No traffic cams showing them entering Midvale.” Bruce recited, reading the results of a records search.

“No traffic cams in Midvale, Dork.” Kara reminded him.

“Maybe they are flying.” Alex guessed. “All three of them.”

“What about the shaggy haired one, Kelex? Any Daxamite records on him?” Kara asked.

The AI shook his head.

“I wish J’onn would get back.” Leslie grumbled.

“J’onn will be fine.” Alex assured her.

“I know that. I want him back because he said he would bring lunch. I told him extra pickles on my cheeseburger. He’s got a super Martian brain, right? Is there some secure bat shaped phone I can call him to remind him of that?” the doctor asked.

Kara, Alex and Bruce looked at Leslie, wondering if she were finally losing it.

“I told him to bring you a salad.” Bruce told her bluntly. “You did have a heart attack recently.”

Leslie shot the finger at Bruce a second before Justin lit up.

“J’onn wants to approach Mom and Dad’s.” Alex said. “Kelex, where are the three subjects?”

“At the Hotel.” Kelex replied. “Activating your parent’s transporter. Tell him it’s a go.”

Five minutes later the Martian walked in, still in the form of an old truck driver. He had bags of food in his hands.

Kelex turned to the computer and deactivated the transporter to the Danvers’ basement immediately.

“What did you find out, J’onn?” Kara asked.

“Could you read their minds?” Alex asked.

“Did you get extra pickles on mine?” The room looked sharply at Leslie who shrugged her shoulders. “I didn’t ask to be stuck full time in Elsa’s palace with only microwave food. I’m hungry.”

J’onn placed the bags on a large table and morphed into his true form as the family sat down and began opening bags. Once everyone was settled, he began.

“I couldn’t read any of their minds.” J’onn admitted.

“One is a Daxamite.” Kara told him quickly. J’onn’s eyes rose at this.

“Any ideas on why one of the other two would wear an image inducer? And what about the third one?” the Martian asked.

“I’m fairly certain that one is an alien who doesn’t normally resemble a human. So we have an unknown, a Daxamite, and another unknown who is human in appearance, possible Daxamite, but we can’t bank on it. We need to scan them.” Alex told the group. “What did they talk about?”

J’onn shrugged his armor clad shoulders. “Not much. I heard one ask where Alex could be since her car and bike are home, where the Danvers might be, teenagers might hang out, suggest going to the beach and taking a look. Two seemed very stressed. One said if they can’t find Alex, the mission is a bust. The one who was wearing the image inducer told him to watch what he said in public.”

The group ate in silence for the next five minutes, only Leslie complaining that extra pickles did not mean only three pickles.

“What’s the plan?” Bruce finally asked. “We can’t let them continue to nose around Midvale. If they are working with others, those others could be on their way. We need to take them down hard and fast, make them disappear. We can ask them why they are here after they are in custody.”

“Maybe someone could just ask them?” Clark suggested. “J’onn was right next to him. It’s not like if they were evil they would have attacked him in a public place, right?”

Alex and Kara looked sharply at the young man. “Seriously?” Kara asked. “Have you learned anything from the fights Alex and I have been in? If they are evil, they will definitely attack in public, use the panic of others to escape or attack while you are distracted. Always get them alone. Speak to them from a position of power. C’mon, Clark. Keep up.”

Clark snorted. “I know you haven’t noticed that I have had plenty of powers for years now. So what if he is a Daxamite? He’s like some spoiled rich prince or something. It’s not like he can fight. You shouldn’t be involved Kara. If anyone sees you, even…”

“Oh, right.” Kara stopped him. “Seeing me would be much worse than seeing the local Junior High star athlete fighting a Daxamite over Midvale. People wouldn’t think that was strange at all… and you can’t assume he can’t fight. You can’t assume anything, Clark. You start assuming, you’ve already lost.”

Alex bit back a laugh, listening to the two. What she was most happy about was Kara’s tone. She may have been criticizing Clark, but her voice wasn’t the same as before. She sounded more humored than annoyed and wasn’t close to being angry.

“If he has the same powers as you, then…” Clark tried again to reason with her.

“Fort Rozz, Infernians, Thanagarians, Tammereans, metahumans, Doomsday, Livewire, Indigo, Worldkillers. Clark, you think a Daxamite is something to worry about?” Kara said, her tone not condescending, more trying to get Clark to see the bigger picture. “We just need to know what we are dealing with and then we’ll handle it.”

Kara looked over to her sister. “Alex? Ideas?”

The older sister nodded her head. “We’re going to have to draw them in towards the house, at least the driveway. Once our cameras capture them, the biometric and tech scans will tell us exactly what they are and what weaponry they have.”

Eliza sighed. “Alex… could I go to your house and draw them in? They want you, not me. If I am caught…”

Alex laughed and placed a hand on top of her mother’s. “Relax, Mom. No one is going to be in any danger. Kelex is just going to turn the TV on remotely from here. They have been approaching the house every three hours for the Daxamite to use his X Ray vision. Even if they don’t see anyone in the house, they will hear the television and think something has changed, come closer to investigate. Once they do, we’ll run the scans and learn what species they are then plan accordingly.

“Tonight, we will turn on the lights again. Only this time, I will be inside the house and they will most likely come to the door. J’onn, Bruce and Lobo can surround them outside. They will surrender, we bring them back here, put them in the cells and we are good.”

“And if they don’t surrender?” Jeremiah asked. “What if they fly away? J’onn won’t be able to take them all.”

“Then we make them surrender.” Kara stated. She waved in the direction of Bruce and J’onn. “Alex will join the three amigos in subduing them while Clark and I will be above. If they try to fly off or give us any problems, we will suggest they return to the ground peacefully.”

Clark’s eyes widened. “I am? You are going to let me be with you?”

Kara shrugged her shoulders. “Do you want to be? This is your family too. Good or bad, these people want something, and we won’t speak to them until we have them under our control.”

Eliza began to open her mouth until Jeremiah laid a hand on her shoulder. She looked at him, saw him shake his head and let it go. She hated everything about this but Clark being involved… Kara being forced to deal with them, Alex setting herself up as bait, albeit bait with high powered weapons and kickass ninja battle skills, it was becoming too much and she felt a need for her pills.

“I’ll make sure he is safe, Mom. We won’t become involved unless we have to and he will follow my lead, do everything I say, right, Clark?” Kara asked, playfully, but everyone knew it was a serious question.

Clark nodded his head furiously, a large smile on his face.

The family continued to pick at their food before Bruce spoke. “Didn’t someone say Lobo was going to be here?”

Hearing no answer, he took that as a yes. Not that he needed an answer because at that moment, without Kelex moving, the front door to the Fortress opened. Outside of the Danvers, Bruce and J’onn, only one man had that kind of all access pass.

Kara winked at the table and stood, a huge smile on her face. “Guess I should say hi to my bestie.”

The blonde ignored the groans from the men at the table and moved at super speed towards the front of the Fortress.

She stopped twenty feet in front of Lobo, still smiling.

The man met her eyes and stood still, taking in every inch of her. Kara did the same, pleased to see he hadn’t really changed. Same seven and a half foot tall, muscular grey body, dressed in leather pants with a skull belt buckle, the same red eyes, long black hair and a necklace of some sort with fangs from some poor dead creatures, hanging around his neck.

“Hi.” Kara greeted him with a little wave.

Lobo said nothing, still staring. Although his face was hard to read at the best of times, he looked furious suddenly. “Alex! Get your scrawny ass over here now!”

Alex had already been moving towards the two but broke out in a sprint, sliding to a stop next to Kara.

“What’s wrong, Lobo?” Alex asked, barely holding back a smile.

“What’s wrong is you have finally lost it! You had her cloned! I realize you got separation anxiety going on, a lot of deep, deep disturbing emotional problems… but this? You cloned her?… did you make two? Just asking for a friend.”

Alex closed her eyes. “I didn’t clone her, Lobo. Kara is back. She came back…”

Lobo shook his head. “I might look stupid, but you know I’m not. Where is the scar next to her eyebrow? You cloned her. That’s just wrong, Alex. I know you miss her; I know it sucks but cloning?… seriously did you make two?”

“There is only one of me, asshole.” Kara told him. “I almost died, but I held on. My body burnt away, the red ring is gone, the Worldkiller is gone, but I survived. It took a while for my body to rebuild itself, but it did. I escaped the core of the sun, flew to Earth in a few hours, caused an epic crater in the Amazon Rainforest, and here I am, good as new.”

Lobo looked at her a few seconds more. “If you are really Kara, what did we do three years ago on New Year’s Eve?”

“We were drunk!” Alex shouted before she could stop herself.

Lobo raised an eyebrow, confused, knowing Alex hadn’t been there and there was no way Kara would have told her.

“I’d like to know what you did too.” Jeremiah said, walking up to the girls.

“Nothing.” Alex and Kara shouted.

“If you call skinny dipping off the coast of Maltese nothing… then yeah, I guess you got it right.” Lobo said, rolling his eyes, but his face starting to relax.

“You swore to me you would never bring that up ever, Lobo.” Kara told him.

She walked closer to the man, reaching out and placing a hand on his cheek. “You know Alex doesn’t have the tech to clone a human, much less a Kryptonian. I didn’t expect you to break down in tears when you saw me but asking if she had another biological sex doll in my image? That’s cold, even for you.”

Kara took the hand that was on his cheek and slapped him, sending him to the ground then stood over his laughing form with a large smile.

“I missed you.” she told him.

Lobo stopped laughing long enough to catch his breath. “Damn, I missed you too, girl. Rebuilt your body, escaped from the sun and made it to Earth in record time. You are one bad bitch. When are you going to realize we are meant for each other and we can stop all this Rachel and Ross stuff?”

Kara reached out a hand and helped pull Lobo to his feet, wrapping her arms around his middle. Alex approached his other side and hugged him as best she could considering the height difference.

“We were planning on telling you when things got settled down. Alex and I have had a pretty intense time since I got back. Unfortunately, we needed you immediately.” Kara told him.

His arms around both girls and a wicked grin on his face, Lobo said, “How about we tell Daddy to go home, pull out the crystal beds and things could get weird ladies.”

“Lobo, shut up.” Jeremiah told him.

Lobo moved his arms away from the girls and stood straight. “Apologies, Dr. Danvers, sir. Could I have your daughter’s hand in marriage? I don’t really care which one at the moment… although to be perfectly honest, I’d prefer both. I know a planet where we can all get married, all nice and legal like, recognized on 967 planets.”

Jeremiah walked away, the three following, laughing at the grumbling father, but mostly just glad to be together again.

Lobo knew something bad was up when he saw the entire group camped out in the Fortress including Bruce and J’onn.

Walking over to the corner, the man pulled up the large crystal seat Kara had made for him years ago and had a seat at the table.

“Okay, so whose ass do we need to kick?”

The girls shrugged their shoulders. “Three unknowns that have somehow tracked mine and Alex’s human identities, probably Clark’s if they know about me.” Kara explained. “One was a Daxamite prince at the time of Krypton’s destruction, one is wearing an image inducer so we can’t get a face to search databanks for and another is human in appearance, but we can’t find any trace of him in the Universe. Our facial recognition can’t match him, so I am guessing alien with unknown powers. They have investigated our house several times since we have been holed up in the Fortress but haven’t approached. We think the Daxamite has X Ray vision and they can all most likely fly. They haven’t gotten close enough to our house for our security cameras around the property to get a scan.”

Lobo shook his head, wondering what was different about this situation. This wasn’t the first time the girls had faced unknown threats.

Then it hit him.

“Why haven’t you two sent these three assholes to their graves yet?” he asked, ignoring the others, just looking at the sisters. “I’m guessing none of you want the Earth to know Supergirl lives and all that crap, but this is Midvale, they are on your turf and they are still alive. I don’t get it.”

Alex quickly spoke up. “We need information, to know why they are here. They are looking for me and probably think Kara is dead. There could be others. We can’t kill them until we know everything.”

Lobo looked at the two carefully, neither one meeting his eyes. “Yeah, you capture them, torture them, then take them out. What am I missing here? Would you two ladies mind looking me in the eyes?”

Alex and Kara raised their heads slowly, Kara sitting up straighter from her relaxed position.

Lobo looked at both the girls for a while then suddenly smiled.

“You lost it. You both have.” he realized.

“My girls haven’t lost anything.” Jeremiah snapped.

Lobo shook his head, not bothered by Jeremiah’s tone. “I can see it in Kara’s eyes mostly. You’ve lost the bloodlust, the desire to fight and kill. It’s not in your eyes anymore. You both had this look before, an edge I saw in the mirror every day… and I pose in the mirror a lot. You had that look of someone who would kill with the slightest provocation. It’s gone now.”

The girls nodded their heads.

Lobo smiled, surprisingly happy with this development. “Glad to see that. So what do we do with these assholes once we find out what we need to know? Wipe their minds and hand them to the DEO? Phantom Zone maybe? Or you want me to take them somewhere no one will find them, ever?”

Kara looked around the table, not surprised to see Leslie watching her intently even if she was pretending to be not listening. She also saw Clark with an anxious look on his face.

“We need to know what they know before we can decide.” Kara told him. “I am hoping when they see our show of strength they will surrender peacefully, allow themselves to be taken into custody, then place them in the containment cells we have ready. As far as information, if J’onn can’t read any of their minds, then you and Bruce can get the information from them. You are right, we just don’t have it in us anymore.”

Lobo was nodding, pleased. The Danvers girls had lost that dark spark inside them. Not just Kara from her trip to the sun, but both of them. Something serious had happened to these two. “I’m game. Where are these guys holed up. I can do a scan. Got a couple of robotic insects that can track them unseen and tell me everything I want to know about them, down to the size of their…”

“Lobo!” Eliza snapped.

“Sorry, Mrs. Doctor D. Seriously, where are they?”

“Midvale Holiday Inn, room 303.” Alex answered. “You sure your bug won’t be noticed by them?”

Batman shook his head. “If it is and they try to escape we can capture them once they are a safe distance from Midvale, on an open highway, or follow them to their base of operations.”

“And if they fly?” Kara asked.

“Then we handle that too.” Bruce answered.

Lobo went back to his ship, followed by Bruce, J’onn, Alex and Kara, as well as Clark who Kara had pulled along with her. Kelex moved back to Justin, pulling up a clear view of Midvale and the surrounding areas in a fifty mile circumference in the event a group intercession was needed on the road and the most remote area needed to be known.

This left Leslie with the Danvers parents. She didn’t need her degrees to understand what they were feeling.

“Forget it, Eliza.” Leslie told her.

Eliza stopped looking at her purse and turned to Leslie. “Forget what?”

“Grabbing those pills. What kind of message is it going to send Kara, if every time you become anxious you pop pills? How is that different from when she took drugs?” Leslie leaned forward, making sure she Eliza’s full attention. “Those pills are prescribed, taken once a day to help with anxiety. They are not some safety net for you to hold on to and use every time you become nervous or panicked. We have talked about this. I can sit with you alone and we can do breathing exercises, but that’s it.”

Jeremiah wrapped an arm around his wife. “She’s right. I’ll talk to Kara. I don’t know what she was thinking wanting to involve Clark. Bruce, Lobo and J’onn can handle this. None of our children need to be involved.”

Leslie laughed sharply. “I have news for you two. You may as well get used to this. Clark will follow in his sisters’ footsteps one day. Kara is right for including him now. They are in a situation where they have superior firepower and the risk to him is minimal. He needs this and they know it. He has to feel confident and he has to see that this work can be done without killing, that it works much better with friends, a team surrounding him. That’s what Kara is showing him. You should be thankful.”

Eliza looked at her as if she were insane. “Thankful? I don’t want Clark to be some superhero! Look what it did to Alex and Kara!”

Leslie shrugged her shoulders. “Clark is going to be a hero whether you want him to or not. You didn’t want Kara and Alex to become involved, but they did anyway. Clark has a great opportunity. He has mentors who know how to do it right and know how to do it wrong… mentors that don’t want him to make the same mistakes they did.”

“Kara and Alex were nearly the same age when they began training. Look at what has happened!” Jeremiah argued, very loudly.

Leslie nodded her head. “Yes, that’s what happens when you are molded by special forces soldiers who only know how to kill to solve a problem. Those men did the best they could, of that I have no doubt, but Kara and Alex were always going to be made into their image.

“Clark has two sisters who are sick of it all, sick of the violence, sick of the blood. Look at the impact it has already had, just hearing that Kara doesn’t plan to kill these aliens, no matter what. The boy isn’t nervous for his sisters like he has been in the past. It is evident in his questions, in his manner. He isn’t even angry about them becoming involved. He is ready to jump into action and also has a few guides with him like J’onn and Bruce who never want to see him take the same path those girls did.”

Eliza disagreed. “Clark has said repeatedly that he wants nothing to do with saving humanity.”

Leslie laughed quietly and shook her head. “You really thought that would be possible? You raised these children. It is because of you that Kara was driven to fight her Aunt and Uncle. If not for you, is there any doubt she would have found Astra eventually and done whatever the woman brainwashed her into doing?

“Kara didn’t fight to save humanity, she fought to save her human family. You raised Clark to be a good kid. He is going to help people when they need help. He won’t be able to stop himself. Face it, your lot in life has been to raise superheroes. A lot of parents have it worse. Some raise criminals, some raise selfish brats who think the world owes them everything and don’t want to work for anything. Some parents raise children who take what they want, no matter who it hurts. You two? You raised Superman.

“Superman has two mentors that he can learn from… mentors that will teach him all they did wrong and help him not repeat those mistakes.

“Kara and Alex had mentors that taught them how to break necks, turn off their emotions, channel their rage and put enemies down permanently. He won’t have that. He will have all of you.”

The parents were quiet, soaking that in.

“Eliza?” Leslie finally spoke.

“Yes?”

“How often do we taken anxiety medication according to your doctor, in other words, me?”

“Once a day, in the mornings.” she answered.

“How do we handle anxiety?”

“Breathing exercises, focusing on a single object, close my eyes, relax my muscles, repeat my mantra.”

Leslie nodded, pleased that she remembered.

“Jeremiah?” Thompkins addressed him.

“Yes?”

“None of this is your fault. It never has been. If you keep blaming yourself for everything, Kara will eventually start blaming everything on herself and neither of you will heal. Be strong Dad. You have watched nearly every fight Kara and Alex have ever been in. When they come back, take Clark to the side and give him pointers.”

Jeremiah was confused. “What could I possibly tell him that Kara and Alex, or J’onn couldn’t?”

Leslie shook her head. “It doesn’t matter. It will mean more, give him more confidence, and show him more support if you do it anyway. He needs to know you are on his side.

“When he went to Junior High, you were no longer his baseball coach. A man was paid to coach his team by the school. Did it ever stop you from giving him advice?”

“No, I suppose it didn’t.” Jeremiah thoughtfully replied.

“And he listened to you.” Leslie pointed out.

Jeremiah nodded his head.

“Because no matter what, it felt good to have his Dad in his corner. You are both going to have to be in his corner the rest of your lives, the same as your daughters will. You are all going to show him the right way to be a hero. It starts today.”

“What am I supposed to tell him?” Jeremiah asked honestly.

“To do what Kara says would be a start.” The doctors told him. “I’m going to call Alfred and ask him to come in through the Batcave and bring me another burger loaded with pickles. Watching Brother Eye repeat everything Justin is already doing is a waste of his time. He needs to make himself useful.”

Two hours later, after watching the bug readings from Lobo’s ship, the group walked back into the Fortress toward Justin and Kelex.

“No movement, but I suppose you all already know that.” Kelex told the group as they approached. “What have you discovered?”

Kara did not like what they had found out and thought of telling Clark to stay back, but it was too late. The boy had begun offering suggestions as soon as information had started being gathered.

“The one with an image inducer is a Coluan, but not like Indigo and he definitely isn’t cruising around in a skull shaped ship. This one is more organic.” Kara told her metal friend. “Alex is going to prepare a virus weapon if needed. A pretty nasty one.”

Alex nodded and continued. “I don’t believe, looking at his organic matter that he can break down his body digitally and move over information networks. He is a Coluan though so incredibly smart, probably why they are taking such a cautious approach.”

“He also has a belt on. Scans show it emits an energy barrier, most likely some type of forcefield.” Kara added. “The one that is unknown is the man with really black shaggy hair. He is emitting some strong electrical impulses from his body, similar to Livewire but not the same biometrics. I don’t believe he can turn his body into electricity but can most likely emit strong amounts of it. Kelex, you are going to need to be grounded for this mission.”

“I can’t participate?” the robot asked, his tone pained as if his feelings were hurt.

“No, you will be there. I just have to make sure you are grounded to protect you against power surges. If he can control electricity, he may go for you first. You need to be able to withstand the shock and send more back, overcharge him. Lobo and Bruce have enough red sun devices to handle the Daxamite. If they surrender, we put them in cuffs and knock them unconscious. If they don’t, we knock them unconscious and then put them in cuffs.” Kara explained.

“And if your weapons can’t break this forcefield?” Jeremiah asked.

Kara shrugged her shoulder and looked at her smiling little brother. “Then Clark and I are going to hit it… hard.”

“We are also going to do this at Jeremiah and Eliza’s home.” J’onn told the group. “The yard between the back porch and the edge of the cliff is much longer. At Kara and Alex’s, we would be forced into close combat with the house in front of us and the edge of the ocean directly behind us.

“Once they are on the move, I will go to the house and take Jeremiah’s shape, so when they arrive, I will be there to greet them. Everyone will converge from Alex and Kara’s home, behind them. Kelex, once I greet them, enter the basement and go to the front of the house then around to the back. Kara and Clark will be on the beach, listening for if they are needed.”

Kara watched her parents, especially Eliza, carefully. To her relief, the woman did not look as if she were planning on grabbing Clark and running. She even appeared to be giving deep thought to the plan as was her Dad.

“What if they don’t surrender?” Jeremiah finally asked.

“Then we make them.” Bruce answered confidently with a dangerous tone in his voice Jeremiah had become familiar with over the years.

“Now all we can do is wait. If they follow their pattern, they will go to our house shortly after dark.” Kara told the group. “In the meantime, while Alex prepares the virus, the rest of us need to examine the scans on those rings more in depth… they were emitting a strange energy. If they are flying, I have a feeling those are the means that Brainiac Lite and Lightning Boy are using.”

Midvale one hour after sunset

The three Legionaries flew over Alex Danvers’ residence and, to their great disappointment, saw the house was once again empty of life.

“This is ridiculous, Brainy.” Lar complained. “Her car and bike are home, as are her parents but there have been no signs of life since we arrived in Midvale. Wherever they are, it’s obvious they don’t want to be found. In other words, they know we are here and are hiding.”

Brainy reluctantly agreed on some level but something didn’t make sense. “Perhaps… but everything we know about Alex Danvers suggests she would not hide if she knew about us. Ambush us and attempt to kill us would be more likely. She would likely contact the Martian Manhunter and Batman and we have seen no signs of either of them. In a worst case scenario for us, she would contact Lobo and he was never known for subtly or subterfuge. Regardless, she would not just disappear. Perhaps we should take a chance and enter her home.”

Before Lar could remind Brainy that he was the one who said it was a bad idea, the Daxamite heard a noise very close by.

“Television.” Lar realized.

“From?” Garth asked.

Lar looked to his right and smiled. “Danvers… Superman’s residence. Let me look.”

Using his X Ray vision, he saw Jeremiah Danvers on the couch eating from a bag of Chocos.

“Jeremiah Danvers is at home. No one else though. That’s strange. Days of nothing and now the man appears in his home, eating some sort of small chocolate cookies and watching television.” Lar said, more to himself.

Before Brainy could think through this situation, Garth was already in motion. “First break we have had since we arrived in this time period. Let’s go say hi.”

The man flew off quickly, leaving Brainy and Lar struggling to catch up.

The three landed on the front porch facing the ocean.

“Let me do the talking.” Brainy told the other two.

The Coluan knocked on the door softly and was pleased to hear the TV sound go away.

The door opened with no hesitation and a smiling Dr. Danvers was in the doorway.

“Can I help you gentlemen?” he asked.

“Sir, Dr. Danvers. My friends and I have come from far, far away to speak to your daughter, Alex. It is a matter of life or death. Do you know how we can contact her, even by phone?” Brainy asked politely.

To Brainy’s concern, Dr. Danvers did not appear surprised by the request.

“Congratulations. You found her.” Dr. Danvers said as he closed the door in the three time travelers faces.

Before they could determine what that meant, something flew past Brainy’s cheek and planted itself in the door. It was a small, bat shape blade, similar to one in the Legion’s museum.

Only this one was glowing.

A bright light blinded them all, causing them to stumble away from the door and trip over the steps before hitting the ground.

When the three regained their bearings, they stood up slowly and looked around.

Before them, they saw the dark silhouette of Batman. Next to him, in very tight armor that appeared Kryptonian, was Alex Danvers, weapons attached to the forearms of the suit she wore. Next to her was Lobo, a chain in hand attached to a very sharp blade that was glowing red.

They heard a noise and saw the Martian Manhunter was now on the porch, a large robot with a glowing optical scope next to him.

The three turned back to the people in front of them.

Alex Danvers stepped forward and raised her arms, the small cannons attached to each one, powered up and glowing. “Like J’onn said, congratulations, you found me. You all have three seconds to lay face down on the ground and be restrained peacefully.”

Lobo stepped forward, standing comfortably beside their deadly quarry, a large smile on his face. “And if you don’t, we are going to have a very fun, very messy time. Your call, boys. You’re down to two seconds.”