Young Justice (A Fifth Harmony Story)

Arc 1: Part 3

"I know you're scared, but this is normal," Clark Kent whispered, sitting next to his daughter. Clark had been getting ready for that moment. It took a few months for his daughter to start showing signs of having powers. They had been able to control Karla Camila's powers, until she was old enough to learn the truth about who she was, who her father was.

Six year old Camila looked up at Clark. "Other kids have powers too?"

Clark shook his head, giving her a smile. "No. There is something I have to tell you. But you can't tell anyone, not even your friends."

Camila frowned, but looked up at her father. "Okay," she answered, tilting her head.

"Your Aunt Kara and I are from a planet far away. When I was just a baby, we had to leave home. Grandma Martha and Grandpa Jonathan found me and raised me as their own. When I got older, I found out I had powers and learned to use them. I liked helping people, saving them. I'm Superman."

Camila's eyes widened. She reached over and unbuttoned her father's shirt, seeing the red 'S'.

"Aunt Kara is Supergirl?"

Clark nodded his head. "Aunt Kara and I are going to help you use your powers. How do you feel about that?"

"I like it a lot," Camila said, nodding her head quickly, giggling.

-

Camila had noticed how Lauren kept to herself. The other three girls didn't seem to trust her. And Camila couldn't blame them. Lauren wasn't giving them a chance to know her. If their parents weren't 'best friends', Camila wouldn't trust her as well. But she knew the real Lauren, the Lauren who wasn't filled with hate and anger. She just hoped she gave the other girls a chance to meet that Lauren. Her Lauren.

"Mother says Bruce is not as rude as his daughter," Ally said, grabbing her breakfast. She sat down with the other girls, looking over at where Lauren was sitting away from everyone else.

Camila's attention was shifted to Ally. She could see Dinah glaring at the plate in front of her.

"What's up Dinah?" Camila asked, tilting her head a little.

"I think we should vote on who gets to be on our team," Dinah told her, her glare intensifying.

"All of us bring something to the table, and when we chose to expand our team we may vote, but not now. We can't start break when we just began," Camila told her, giving her a small smile.

"Tell that to her. If she doesn't change, she won't have anyone to back her up," Dinah snapped, stabbing her food.

"I'll talk to her," Camila told her, giving her a small smile. She turned to Lauren who looked tense.

Dinah relaxed when Normani took a seat next to her. She grinned. "Hey, if we ever go to Atlantis, do you think we can join the mile deep club?"

Normani rolled her eyes. "Father will stab you with his trident."

"You can stab me with yours," Dinah responded, a grin on her face.

Camila laughed, shaking her head. She stopped when she saw Lauren stand up and walk out of the room. She frowned, but didn't follow.

-

Lauren stared at her reflection. She touched her side, where her wound is. She slammed her fist against the sink.

Growing up, she had a lot of friends. Bonding with people was something she loved to do. She loved to to meet someone and get to know everything she could about them. And then her family was murdered in front of her. She wasn't that same Lauren. She couldn't make friends anymore. She couldn't bond with people. She'd always think of how the people she loved with everything she had were taken from her.