Hey All! I had to split this in half because not enough people have voted for me to figure out Alyssa's hero name yet, so this is a short update. Please vote! The poll is on my profile. For now, here's the chapter...

Disclaimer: The Justice League aren't mine. Neither are their villains, or the cities they protect. Alyssa, Jay, Katelin, Shay/Alexandra, the second Trinity, Ara Le Roz, Skye Olsen, Lance and Millie Knight, (and some others) and the plot are mine. Other than that, nada.

"It's not much, but it's home," the woman who had introduced herself as Diana Prince, but Shay knew to be Wonder Woman, declared as they entered the large apartment. "Your room's up the hall, to the right. What would you like me to call you?" The brown haired history professor asked.

"Just Alexa is fine," Shay said, giving the name she had chosen earlier, Shay being slightly unusual. She marvelled at the disguise that the Amazon Princess wore. Her hair was light brown and pulled back in a sensible ponytail; her skin was slightly freckled. She wore wire-framed glasses over chocolate brown eyes, and when her eyebrows furrowed they looked more fierce than innocent. There were other slight imperfections: a scar on her pinkie finger, more freckles on her arms, slightly chewed fingernails. Judging by the looks some of the male residents gave her, Professor Diana Prince was still highly attractive, but in a smart, independent, bossy way. In short, she made a very intimidating human.

"Well, Alexa, your room is just down there, to the right," the professor said, indicating. "I hope you'll be happy here."

'Alexa' nodded and practically ran from the room. Who knew Diana could be so downright scary?

As Shay entered her room, she went over her cover story in her head. She was the daughter of Diana Prince and Blake Middleton, who were married until she, 'Alexandra Middleton', was seven, when they split up and Blake, who was a divorce lawyer, got full custody over his daughter. They moved away from Diana, to England. When 'Alexandra' was eleven, her father died of liver disease and she was passed from relative to relative, until social security finally found her mother and declared her 'Alexandra's' rightful guardian.

So now she was moving in with Diana, after living for half a year with her intimidating and obnoxious 'Uncle Bartimaeus', who she had a sneaking feeling was based on Batman.

Shay thought her cover story was pretty extensive, but then Diana's past was also entirely fabricated, so they could extend themselves a little. Other cover stories were simple and aided by a bit of memory manipulation by the Martian Manhunter. Leila became Ice's sister, the Flash's alter ego adopted Jay. Katelin was probably going to go to a couple who had raised one, it was not specified which, of the Founding Seven. Shay couldn't remember most of the others, but a good deal of the League's alter egos had suddenly acquired a teenage relative. Thank god for telepathy, thought 'Alexa', or any idiot could figure this one out.

The room that was made for Alexandra Prince had light blue walls, and the door and window frame were white. Shay looked out the window. Diana lived in Metropolis and her 'daughter' could see the golden globe of the Daily Planet offices from her room.

"Hera, Shay, you look terrified," came an amused voice from behind her. She turned to see Wonder Woman, still in her Diana Prince guise, but laughing her head off.

Shay frowned. "It's not my fault. Diana Prince is scary. Not someone I'd like to meet in a dark alley."

Diana kept laughing. "You got out of that room faster than the Flash when Batman glares at him," she giggled. She was practically on her knees laughing. "I'm… I'm not… that scary, am I?" she finally choked out. Shay thought back to how intimidating Diana had been a few minutes ago, and started laughing herself.

Maybe everything would be alright.

…

"What is your name?"

"Ara Le Roz."

"Truth," J'onn confirmed. Batman raised an eyebrow.

"Do you have any other names?"

"Yes."

"Truth."

"What are they?"

"I am sometimes called Brainiac 5.1. My mother's last name is Zor-El."

"Truth."

"Zor-El?"

"Yes."

"Truth."

"Is your mother Kara Zor-El of Krypton?"

"Yes."

"Truth."

Oh dear, thought Green Lantern. Clark is not going to like this.

"Do you come from the thirty first century?" Green Arrow broke in. Ara, who was sitting calmly behind an interrogation table, turned to him.

"Yes."

"Truth."

"When were you sent here? At what age?" asked Batman, glaring at Arrow, who ignored him.

"Seven months."

"Truth."

"You can remember back that far?" Arrow interrupted again.

"I can remember being born," the Kryptonian Brainiac admitted, earning raised eyebrows from the two 'Green' heroes in the room.

"Truth," intoned J'onn, a tad unnecessarily.

"So let's recap," said Arrow conversationally, "You were sent here from the thirty-first century – by your mother?" he asked, suddenly unsure. Ara raised an eyebrow ever so slightly.

"It was both my parents' decision," she said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Then added, anticipating his question, "My father is Brainiac 5."

While outwardly she appeared patient and calm, Ara was internally irritated beyond belief. Though she knew they would deem such an examination necessary, she was bored and pissed off and was sick and tired of being logical and straightforward. The Martian couldn't enter her mind, as her extreme intellect and telepathic defences would block his ability. Still, he could sense the veracity of her words, and so she could go through this incessant barrage of questions.

The interrogation did go on for hours, Ara getting more and more irritated as each question was asked; but when it came to why she was sent back, she became calm and logical again.

"I must find the second Trinity," Ara stated bluntly. Batman raised an eyebrow as J'onn confirmed the veracity of her statement.

"The second Trinity?" the Dark Knight asked. Ara nodded.

"That is what I was told. The problem is that their identities have been erased from my memory banks."

"Erased?" asked Arrow. "How?"

"By a virus. It was meant to destroy all information on every server in the United Planets, but my biological structure prevented it from destroying everything but the source information, what it was seeking to destroy. The rest was just a cover. This is why I am searching for the Second Trinity. But there are many possibilities."

"Who were the first Trinity?" Superman asked, still unnerved by the fact that this was his cousin's daughter. He had been asked to take over for Green Lantern an hour earlier, while Green Arrow refused to leave. He didn't want Superman 'losing his nut', he'd said.

"You, of course. You, Batman and the Princess of Themyscira."

"If they're the first Trinity, then why were you sent back to this time?" Green Arrow asked cynically, expecting she had been sent to the wrong time zone.

"I believe that I was sent back so I would be a similar age to Trinity II. As I mentioned, there are many possibilities."

The heroes exchanged looks. "And we just got, what, thirty odd metahumans around her age?" whispered Arrow.

"Thirty-nine," corrected Batman. "Also, Robin's their age. Millie too, at a stretch."

"Don't forget Skye," added Superman, frowning. "She may not be a hero yet, but she's definitely got the potential." Suddenly, something occurred to him, "What if the second trinity are villains?"

"They are allies of the Justice League," Ara, who could hear their whole conversation, reassured them. "Not the Justice Lords, " she added, reading her uncle's expression.

J'onn nodded, verifying her honesty, and the Kryptonian visibly relaxed. "Perhaps," ventured the Martian, "We should end the questioning now." Batman nodded. They'd gone through hundreds of questions by now and from what they'd discovered, Ara meant them no harm.

As J'onn left the interrogation room, Clark reached out and gripped his shoulder.

"Thankyou, J'onn, for being here. I know how worried you are about Alyssa." J'onn nodded, then turned, heading in the direction of the med-bay. "Oh, and J'onn?"

The Martian turned back around to see Clark grinning at something he'd just heard. "Yes?"

"They're saying she's going to be fine," the Kansas farm boy replied. "She hasn't woken up yet, but that's just exhaustion."

"She'd better wake up soon," Stargirl interrupted, emerging from a room. "Alyssa's on the news."