Youngest Justice

Enemies (Bailey)

   "Who are you guys?" Light Struck exclaims. I turn to the new heroes. I know Spell and Red Z but I don't know the other two.

   "I'm Spell, this is Red Z, that's Supermartian, and that's Superboy." Spell says as she points to the others.

   "Well I'm Light Struck. My mom is Artemis and my dad was Kid Flash." I feel a pang of sadness overwhelm the room. Kid Flash was a great hero...one of my favorites in fact. Despite the tension in the room Light Struck smiles proudly.

   "Well my mom is Black Canary and my dad is Catman." I say breaking the awkwardness.

   Supermartian's eyes widen. "Then that means...you have a sonic scream. Anyway Superboy and I are the kids of the original Superboy and Miss Martian."

   We all look over to Red Z and Spell. Spell looks at him worried. Then Red Z speaks up, "I am Nightwing's protégée and Spell's the Mistress of Magic's protégée."

   Light Struck turns to Spell excitedly. "That's so cool! So you can do Magic?"

   Spell's eyes drop uncomfortably, "uh not yet." everyone's eyes stare at her confused. She clears her throat, " well right now I use a sword." she pulls out a normal sword from a sheath on her back.

   Lame. I say in my head. "Well now that that's cleared up. I say we have a girls night out...maybe take the motorcycles? What do you girls say?" Artemis bounces happily. We all nod and lead them to our motorcycles. They all awe at them but I think they could be better. All the motorcycles have plain colors. I bet I could make mine a little more diva, just like me. I look around and spot some spray paint sitting on a dusty shelf. I take it and Spell's eyes widen in terror. I shrug at her and Supermartian immediately grabs a blue and red paint. Artemis exclaims, "oh I know exactly what to do!" We all, except Spell, spray paint the motorcycles.  

   My motorcycle is a plain green so I grab the black spray paint and paint it all black. Then I put white whiskers and a pink cat nose on the front. I smile at my work and look over to the others. Spell shyly grabs a glitter spray paint and paints her black motorcycle with it. Then she adds a big purple diamond at the front. Skylar puts an S and an M together in her family crest. She paints the crest green and the rest of the motorcycle she paints blue and red. Artemis paints hers green and in the front paint a bow but instead of an arrow she paints a lightning bolt. I love how we can all be so creative. We look around at each other with an obvious question...how are these going to dry? I can feel my face light up, and I hurry out the garage door.

   Inside all the guys seem bored. "Superboy, we need you." they all look up and he gives me a puzzled look but stands up from the green couch anyway.  We make our way to the motorcycles. Supermartian greets us with a confused look and Artemis greets us with a knowing grin. I smile and turn to Superboy, "we need a little air if you know what I mean. He nods and motion to the motorcycles. His lips form an "o" and he blows heavy wind drying the motorcycle. Supermartian and Artemis smile and get on their motorcycles. Spell looks at Superboy with her mouth wide open in utter shock. He glances at her for a second then shrugs and leaves. I hop on my own motorcycle and Spell follows getting on hers'. We each put our helmets on and ride into the light of day.  "Supermartian link us up." I say in my mind.

   "Link established." She says. I smile and ride alongside Light Struck. We ride on the city streets of Manhattan that we teleported to through the boom tubes. I've always loved the big beautiful cities. I've always loved the fancy buildings and the intricate designs on the outdoor café tables. The different and stylish outfits people wear on the busy streets. I guess I've always loved the cities because I don't live in one: because cities are different.

   "Okay so what is going on? Why does Superboy suddenly have wind power?" Spell asks rather unsettled and tense. 

   "Well, Superboy has every power but definitely his strength is telepathy." Supermartian says indifferently.

   "What? How does that even work?" Spell says even more confused.

   "Basically it's just a genetic thing." Artemis responds proudly. There's quick tension but it disappears when Spell decides to drop the subject.

   "Help! Someone please help me!" there's screams coming from one of the allies.

   We ride into action nearly jumping out of the motorcycles. There in the dark ally was a girl with high taste in fashion. She was being shaken down and she drops expensive jewelry and a pure gold watch. I can't really see her captor but I can tell that it's definitely more than one. 

   "Oh we scored a rich one!" a female voice squeals. I shudder thinking about how I'm the richest one in Happy Harbor.

   "Put her down!" I shout with the feline rage rising inside of me.

   For the first time they notice us. They drop the girl and she grunts sitting up. "And who are you brats?" lately a lot of people have been calling us brats and I don not appreciate it.

   "We were just about to ask you the same thing." Supermartian speaks up with her fists clenched.

   They step into the light and four girls in edgy villain suits approach us. "We are the Bad Zs, the new problem in this town and we're gonna take you down."

   On cue they jump at us but I'm ready. I let out a scream and it becomes sonic throwing them back covering their ears. Thank the heavens that my mom is Black Canary. "What happened? Aren't you guys purrfect?" I retort, "meow." the sweetness of that word brings out me sharp claws and I pounce on one of the snickering girls. Supermartian does the same to the white haired one and Artemis zooms over to the victim sitting on the floor. I turn my attention to the girl in front of me and leave my mark across her cheek. Blood pours out but of course I wasn't going to scratch her to death I just wanted to scare her. Its kind of ironic when Spell scares me as she's thrown down next to me. However she recovers quickly and takes her sword out from her sheath. I stand up and the girl in front of me does too holding her bloody check. She swings an angry kick but I dodge it...barely. I can tell these girls are really well trained. Her hand drops and her rage gets the best of her. She blindly throws punches everywhere, always missing me.

   "We need to end this!" the girl fighting against Rose says. The others nod at her and I was about to lunge at the girl when she throws a smoke bomb. Just like that, they're gone.

   "C'mon let's report back to Mount Justice." I say putting my helmet on.