Hello folks. I'm here with another DCUO installment I've recently come up for myself. I was going to write something before this, but I decided against it and just merged it with this story.

I can't promise my updates will be as timely as my two previous installments (Vav Girl and Fall of Pink Rose, Rise of Momorose), but I will do my best.

Superman sat in his designated chair in the Hall of Justice, with Wonder Woman sitting across from him and Batman sitting at the end of the table. All three mentors sat staring intently at a holo-screen that was being projected from the table. On it was a list and profile picture of various heroes that were scrolling slowly so all three could study each face.

"How many?" Superman asked.

"34," Batman replied. He had already seen the list; he had been the one to make it.

"How could so many be dead within one month?" Wonder Woman questioned.

"No one knows how or who's doing it," Batman responded. "Each one of these people were attacked individually, away from other people."

"Could it be Brainiac?" Superman asked.

"It's not his style," Batman replied.

"And nothing has been left behind at the scenes?" Wonder Woman asked.

"No," the Dark Knight responded. "It's a clean job with no way of tracing the assailant. Whoever did this knew what to do and how to do it without leaving a trail for us to follow."

"So we have nothing to go off of?" the Man of Steel asked.

"Nothing," the non-super powered man stated.

"This is very dangerous," the Princess of Themyscira commented with a worried frown. "Young heroes are being slaughtered without us knowing who's doing it."

"Not just any young heroes," Batman stated. "They have one other connection in common aside from being heroes." He glanced up at Superman and stared at him intently. "They were Meta users."

Wonder Woman's eyes widened as she realized what that meant. She looked over at her fellow mentor, and found Superman's eyes just as wide. He had known about the deaths, but he hadn't known that they had been under his teachings. The realization made everything worse for him. He closed his eyes, taking a moment to calm his mind.

"You know what to do," Batman stated, continuing to stare down Superman.

"Yes," the Kryptonian responded gravely, opening his eyes. "I'll make the announcement today and I'll have Oracle notify them. I want to prevent any more deaths."

Batman and Wonder Woman nodded in agreement.

A dejected Gwen sat in a diner, glaring at the textbook that was in front of her with an empty plate off to the side. The textbook was for her math class, the subject she hated most. She tapped the paper with the eraser of the pencil, glaring at the textbook as she attempted to complete the final problem she had become stuck on. Sitting inside the backpack that laid beside her was her favorite stuff doll, Vav.

It had been half a year since Gwen and her two (now best) friends escaped from a Harvester Ship that Brainiac had sent after them. While being a hero had been one of Gwen's biggest dreams, she found that it wasn't like what Team Lads vs. The World had made it out to be. For one thing, she was looked down upon by not only other recruits, but by her own mentor as well. Superman never gave her any missions; any time she asked for something to do, he would just blow her off and tell her to go train with the sparring dummies.

The only missions she'd go on were missions that Chris or Vi would gain from their mentors. Chris, Vi and herself had made a team, known as Team Amicitia (Gwen was proud to say that she had come up with the name herself; she knew it was Latin for friendship, and she was so happy when it became their team name). They were always working together as teammates, fulfilling missions and completing raids. It was the only time Gwen was allowed to participate in missions. If she wasn't with her teammates, she was at school (because her parents told her she had to go to school; yeah, that hadn't been destroyed yet), which is where she had just been an hour ago, while her teammates were performing solo missions. They promised to meet her at the diner, but they hadn't arrived. She had tried contacting them many times before, but they weren't responding.

Deciding that she wasn't going to finish the math problem anytime soon, she packed up her school supplies and paid her bill at the front counter before heading out on the street. She'd drop her stuff off at her house and then head up to the Watchtower to see if she could get tabs on where her teammates were since neither of the two was responding. As she was making her way down the sidewalk, she heard what sounded like a body hitting a wall, followed by a pained cry coming from somewhere close to herself. Without thinking it through, Gwen ran to where the fight sounded like it was taking place, and found a figure decked out in pink clothing attacking a younger looking figure in purple clothing. The pink clothing figure was beating the snot out of the other figure, delivering well-placed punches to their opponent who didn't stand a chance.

Gwen briefly remembered seeing the figure in purple twice before on the Watchtower and guessed that the figure in pink was a villain. Again, without thinking, Gwen rushed into the fight. She wasn't wearing her superhero outfit, nor did she have it on her since she didn't want someone to accidentally find it in her backpack if someone was to snoop in it. She didn't think about that as she ran at the pink-cladded figure; her only thought was to help her fellow hero. The villain hadn't seen Gwen coming, and was blind-sided when a powerful pulse of energy knocked them to the side, away from their opponent.

Gwen stood in front of her fallen comrade and sent a trash can flying at her opponent. The trash can was destroyed by the opponent's staff, making the trash can fall harmlessly to the side. The opponent stood to their full stature, glaring at the young heroine with glowing pink eyes. Gwen held her ground, not afraid of the villainess standing across from her.

She looks so familiar, Gwen thought to herself as she sent another pulse of psychic energy at the older girl. But why?

The woman in pink managed to deflect all of Gwen's attacks and threw a wire at the girl, letting it wrap around Gwen, constricting her use of her arms. It was a move Gwen had seen Vi use several times before, and the young heroine had only a moment to think this before she was electrocuted. The wire had reeled itself towards the villainess, who had taken to the air, and when Gwen recovered from the shock, she was punched by the woman in the face. The wire released the young heroine and she fell to the ground, causing a small dent in the concrete.

When Gwen pulled herself up, she was hit by a sticky bomb that her opponent had stuck to her chest. The explosion from the bomb caused Gwen to go into the air, but she was quickly brought back to the ground by her opponent's heel kick to the stomach. Gwen coughed violently from the hit, weakly using her telekineses on a nearby item so she could distract the stronger woman. Like with the trash can, her opponent whacked the item away from her. Gwen closed her eyes briefly, and when she reopened them, she found an energy field being placed around her. A second later, electricity from the dome-shaped field shot at her, sending electric voltages through her body. Gwen screamed out in pain as she was assaulted by the attack.

Her opponent stood to the side, watching and listening as the girl was electrocuted. Finally, the body couldn't take the pain anymore and Gwen fainted. Seeing the girl faint made the villainess stop her attack and remove the stasis field she had formed. Kneeling beside the fallen girl, the villainess checked Gwen, and when she found a faint pulse in the girl's wrist, the woman raised her staff and intended to impale the younger girl with it. Before she could do that, however, she was stopped by a green light wrapping itself around the staff. Turning, she found a Green Lantern attempting to remove the staff from her person. Snarling, the woman made her staff disappear. She pulled out a small capsule and threw it to the ground; smoke appeared from the capsule and encased the woman. The Green Lantern formed a fan that blew the smoke away, but the woman was already gone. The Green Lantern only had a moment to feel disappointed about the fact before he rushed over to the two fallen heroes, checking them over and calling for an immediate teleportation to the Watchtower, which was granted easily and swiftly.

Luthor was a little surprised to see Momorose enter the Hall of Doom with a scowl on her face. She usually kept her emotions in check, but the scowl on her face told him that something had happened. Curious, he called her in for a discussion. She entered immediately, not one to disobey her master.

"My dear, you look upset. Did something happen while you were in Metropolis?" he inquired.

"My cover has been blown," she reported.

Luthor frowned in anger. For the past month, Momorose had gone about murdering the recruits for the heroes that had Superman as their guide. So far, it had been a simple and clean job; heroes wound up dead without anyone knowing who it was that was doing the killing. But now their entire operation was blown to bits because someone discovered Momorose's actions.

"Who was it?" he demanded.

"I don't know who she is," his protégé responded. "She wasn't a human because she had mental abilities. However, she wasn't in her hero attire, so I can't identify her through that."

Luthor's frown deepened.

"How did you come across being ambushed?"

"I was killing Violet Velvet when she appeared," Momorose answered. "She appeared out of nowhere and turned my attention off of my prey."

"Is the other alive?"

"My prior target is dead," the powerful villainess responded. "I made sure of it. I was finishing when she arrived."

"And this girl?"

"Had a Green Lantern not intervened, I would have given her the finishing blow," Momorose answered. "She's on the brink of death."

Luthor held in a sigh as he stared at her. He noticed that her hands were balled tightly in fists. Letting his mind wander, he wondered what made her more upset: the fact that she lost the kill, or the fact that a member of the Justice League rescued the young girl. He held in a smirk as he thought about it being the last one. If she was upset about this hero being rescued, then Luthor could use that to his advantage.

"It was inevitable that we would be found out," Luthor began, leaning back in the chair he occupied. "Now that the Justice League know we're targeting them, they will be on their feet, trying to anticipate us."

"Yes sir," she commented.

"You want revenge against this girl, don't you?" Luthor questioned.

"Yes," she replied.

Luthor pretended he was thinking about his decision, but he had already thought of it two minutes ahead. Still, he had to put on a show for the young woman; how else was he going to keep her under his command?

"Contact Calculator. Give him a description of the girl you faced and have him see who she mentors under. If she mentors under Superman, then I give you my permission to kill her. If she does not mentor under Superman, then you will not be allowed to pursue her, am I understood?" Luthor questioned.

"Yes, sir," she responded with a bow of her head.

"Good. Then get to it," Luthor responded.

Momorose gave a slight bow at the waist and walked off. Luthor watched her leave, a smirk forming on his face when she disappeared. It was almost too easy for him to manipulate. He had Bizarro and her on his side, two pawns he manipulated with the greatest of ease. When it came time for him to take over, he was reassured that he would be able to do so and keep command of the position.

I can only imagine the sorrow that alien scum must be feeling, Luthor thought about Superman. It must be killing him inside to watch as his protégés die by my own protégé's hands. But soon, it will be his turn, and no one will save him.

The Green Lantern mentioned is not any of the well-known Green Lanterns; he's literally just a random Green Lantern that happened across Gwen's fight and rescued her.