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A/N: OH MY GOSH! I PROMISE IM NOT DEAD! I am so so so so so so so sorry for not updating sooner. School's just beginning and I wasn't able to adjust and I have a freakin' F in a class and it's my first F and I'm still traumatized from that. Then sports are in my way and ugh. I am so so sorry still. I seriously did not mean for you guys to wait this long and thank you for being patient.

: It's literal, I guess. New things are in store for her and let's see if she can handle it.

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Again, I am so so sorry and as you can see, updates won't be as frequent as they used to. May be a while until I post something for this and I think Riptide may be on a brief hiatus too. I sincerely apologize, but school sadly had to come first. Just for reassurance, I am not abandoning any of these stories. You guys deserve to see the beginning and ending of them.

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-10 Mindscape

Chapter Song: Drift- Daughter

The Warworld

May 30, 1:23 UTC

"-and I guess that's how we ended up here. It always seemed to be about Superboy," Blake finally finished her story, letting go of the tips of her braid.

Blake noticed how Superboy curled his knuckles, but silently uncurled them. The Team had surrounded her a few minutes ago. The only one who seemed to have not payed attention was Beast Boy, but that was only because he fell asleep.

"So why did you decide to come?" He asked, blue eyes on her.

"I want to help. Blue was- is a friend of mine and I want to help save him from the Reach," she explained.

"Shouldn't you go with your parents first? They must be worried," Nightwing replied.

She chewed on her lip, realizing he was right. Her father must be worried. Her eyes were on the three older members of the Team "Will there be a chance for me to join still?"

Nightwing, Miss Martian, and Superboy exchanged looks. The others glanced at the older members of the Team, waiting for their response.

"It's not really our decision. We have to talk to your parents and hear what they say."

Blake felt her shoulders slump. Her father would most likely forbid her. She'd been gone for what...six months? Plus, this hero life seemed dangerous. Heck, she didn't even know how to control her powers. Maybe she was too underprepared.

"If they say yes, there will definitely be a spot for you on the Team," Nightwing finally piped up, breaking the dark-haired girl from her thoughts.

"Really?"

"Yeah, but you'll need training of course," Wonder Girl informed, lifting her blonde head off of Robin's shoulder.

"Hand to hand combat, strength, speed, agility, intelligence, simple things a hero needs," Robin added.

"It'll be so crash, Blake. We'll be able to team up for missions, kick some bad guy butt, and crash the mode together," Impulse chirped away.

"But for now, you should get some sleep. You look like you need a nap," Bumblebee finally concluded, gesturing to the bottom of Blake's eyes.

Blake rubbed her eyes, feeling the bags under them. "Yeah, that seems like a good idea."

The lights suddenly dimmed inside the Bio-Ship as her gray eyes glanced around. Wonder Girl had placed her head back on Robin's shoulder as his head fell on top of hers. Impulse sprawled himself near Blake and closed his eyes. Guardian and Bumblebee kept their quiet conversation between each other as Batgirl, Nightwing, Superboy, and Miss Martian stayed awake to continue the journey home.

Blake sighed as she tried to get some sleep for once.

Blüdhaven

May 30, 6:21 EDT

The creaking of the freight elevator signaled their arrival into the warehouse. As the elevator came to a halt, most of the members made a bee-line to the zeta-tubes or their designated area in the warehouse. Blake let out a yelp as Impulse sped by her to get to Nightwing.

"Look, I know this missing Key is important, but we need to focus on-"

"-Blue Beetle," Cat Grant cut off Impulse on screen. "The so-called 'Reach Hero' has dominated this new cycle with U.N Secretary General Sang announcing his plan to present Beetle with the International Medal of Valor for saving the Earth from the Warworld."

Blake felt her knuckles curl up as Robin paused the video. "That's a lot of good press for a traitor," Robin said drily.

Blake and Impulse glared at him. The Boy Wonder only shrugged at their cold stares.

"Hey! Don't blame Blue. He's just as much of a captive to the Reach as we were. We have to set him free!" Impulse glanced at a worried Blake and back to the screen. "Y'know, before he conquers the Earth and enslaves all mankind."

The screen flickered off as Nightwing ran a hand through his dark hair. "I think that's enough for today. Let's escort you home, Blake."

Her eyes widened as she let out a nervous chuckle. "Err, I'm not sure where home is..."

She heard Nightwing sigh. "Robin, find an empty cot for Blake."

Blake sat on the couch, petting Wolf as he relaxed next to her. M'gann and Nightwing were discussing on what to do about Blake's situation. They finally came to Blake's view as she gave them a sheepish smile.

"We decided that we should probe your mind. You're not sleeping well and that may be affecting your thoughts," M'gann explained.

"Is that okay?" Nightwing asked.

She exhaled, but nodded. "Yeah, if it benefits the both of us."

M'gann placed her hands on Blake's temple, her eyes glowing a green aura. Blake's eyes soon opened, reflecting the color..

Unknown Location

Unknown Time

Blake gasped, her chest heaving. Her gray eyes flickered around as she recognized the familiar crimson glass. She felt the electricity nipping at her chest.

"Blake! Blake, calm down! This isn't real!" She heard M'gann yell as she finally came to view.

"I-I can't get out!"

"Yes you can, c'mon."

Blake relaxed her breathing as the nipping began to disappear. M'gann waited patiently as it was finally gone. Blake let herself out of the capsule and exhaled.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, thanks."

Blake glanced around the laboratory. "Woah, is this my mind?"

"Mindscape, and I don't think so. This looks more like a damaged mind."

"Oh," she muttered.

"But it's okay!" M'gann quickly added, hearing the girl's distraught tone. "We'll fix it."

Blake nodded in agreement. Luckily, there was no one in the laboratory.

"Where do we start?" Blake asked.

"Start looking inside the capsules for something."

Blake stood on her tippy toes as she stared into the crimson glass. She gasped, seeing Impulse inside the capsule.

"Uh, M'gann, who do you see?" The younger girl asked.

There was no reply. Her gray eyes flickered to the Martian as she stared wide-eyed into the capsule. Blake glanced into the capsule and saw M'gann inside.

"This isn't real, remember," Blake reassured.

"I know, but I want to know why I'm inside the capsule."

They once again separated, seeing more familiar faces. Wonder Girl, Beast Boy, the Runaways, most of the Team, Lex Luthor, even Mongul and Stephanie were in a capsule.

"Why are they all in the capsules? Do they have something in common?" M'gann asked no one in particular.

"I don't know. They're just people that I know."

M'gann continued her walk in the lab as Blake thought of the connections.

"I met them after my experimentations," she tried.

"Dig deeper."

There was a pause as M'gann glanced at Blake. The young girl's gray eyes widened in realization.

"Analyzing."

"Analyzing?"

"You know how I told the Team back on the Bio-Ship about my analyzing?" M'gann nodded. "These were all the people I analyzed."

"Let's try to get out of here and continue searching."

Blake led the way as they walked over to the exit.

"What happens if there's nothing outside?"

"There has to be something outside. Trust me."

Blake nodded at M'gann as the door finally opened. A whiff of cool air flowed through their hair as their eyes widened in wonderment. There were army men running, some by a large field sparring, and some walking in and out of buildings.

"Do you know this place?"

"Yeah, it's the base where my dad used to train the men. Err, well, still does."

"Military-like mindset. Interesting," M'gann muttered to herself as she began to levitate.

"What does that mean?" Blake asked, her feet beginning to leave the ground.

"Your happy place is at the base, why's that?"

"Well, this is home to me."

"All your life?" M'gann asked.

"Basically."

They levitated in silence as they made it towards the building.

"I think that might be it, Blake. Everything seems fine from here on out. You just needed a little remembrance."

"What happens if the people from the lab come out?" Blake questioned.

M'gann chewed on her lip and gave a shrug. "I'm not sure, but if the nightmares continue and you begin forgetting, just tell me. We'll do this again."

Blake gave a small smile and nodded. "Okay."

Palo Alto

June 1, 12:56 PDT

Blake glanced down at the piece of paper and back up at the house. She exhaled and ran a hand over her braid.

"Here goes nothing," she muttered to herself.

She finally knocked on the door and stepped back next to Nightwing and M'gann. The door creaked open as she gave a smile at the familiar man.

His dark brown eyes finally locked on her face as he gave a teary smile. His jaw slackened in shock.

"Blake!" He shouted, pulling his daughter into a hug.

Blake finally let a tear fall as she wrapped her arms around him. "I missed you so much, dad."

"Me too, princess."

They kept their grip on each other for a few minutes as they finally let go. Her father glanced at M'gann and Nightwing who patiently waited for the touching moment to end.

"Thank you for returning my daughter," he finally said.

"You're welcome. Mr. Blake, may we talk to you about something?" Nightwing asked.

"About what?"

"Blake, she's...different."

His eyes widened in confusion and horror. "W-what do you mean? What happened?"

"Dad, you might need to sit down for this."

A/N: Again, I am so so sorry and as you can see, updates won't be as frequent as they used to. May be a while until I post something for this and I think Riptide may be on a brief hiatus too. I sincerely apologize, but school sadly had to come first. Just for reassurance, I am not abandoning any of these stories. You guys deserve to see the beginning and ending of them. Until next time!