I sat down on the medical table as Martian Manhunter picked through my brain. I didn't like the idea of him knowing everything, but he promised he wasn't looking through memories, just trying to find the 'problem'. The problem being why my powers just shut down without warning. He finally pulled away, sighing, "Cadmus has mind controlled you since birth?"

I nodded. He turned to Super Boy, "Since Cadmus was mind controlling her, she wasn't the one controlling her powers, Cadmus was. Technically speaking, she has no idea how to use them. She'll have to learn all over again, some one will have to teach her."

Super Boy nodded, "I'll do it."

Martian Manhunter smiled, "I thought you might say that."

He turned to me, "Unfortunately, you have received... other... complications." He handed me a mirror, and pointed at the spot on my neck where Dr. Carter had carved with the kryptonite. I looked, to see the Superman symbol on my neck, already turning to scars.

"That scar will never go away." He said sadly.

I shrugged, "At least it tells the truth." I was talking about the scar, it labeled me as a Kryptonian, so I didn't really mind it. It would be easy to cover up too, it was far down enough on my neck that a shirt could hide it from view.

LATER THAT DAY:

Super Boy, Conner as he told me his name was, was taking me to his apartment, he said he had enough room. He also warned me he had a dog. I didn't get that, I mean, why should I be worried about a dog? I'm a Kryptonian, dogs don't scare me.

We finally got there, and Super Boy opened the door. We were instantly greeted by a bark, and a big white dog came bounding from the hall to meet us. He jumped on Conner, and he laughed, scratching the dog's ears and saying, "Alright boy, calm down already."

The dog obeyed, and his attention turned to me, he cautiously sniffed me, and then growled, pouncing on me. I braced myself, I knew the dog wouldn't be able to hurt me, I had super strength. Kind of. To my surprise, he tackled me to the ground, knocking the wind out of me, and causing me to groan in pain.

Conner laughed, "Krypto here, is the last surviving dog from Krypton."

I raised an eyebrow, "This dog is Kryptonian?"

He nodded, and the dog started licking my face, barking happily. "He likes you."

I suppressed the urge to glare at him, and tried to push the dog off of me, but to no avail. The dog had super strength. So did I, but for right now I had no idea how to use it.

The dog finished giving my face a tongue bath, and jumped off, wagging his tail excitedly.

"Apparently he likes the idea of a new friend." Conner laughed.

"More like a new chew toy." I mumbled. He laughed, and the phone rang, he picked it up, and a voice on the other end started talking, no yelling quickly. I tried to listen in, but my super hearing was out of order.

Conner put the phone down and said, "Apparently some demon is attacking Jump City and Tim needs my help, sorry. You mind taking Krypto out for a walk while I'm gone?"

I stared at the dog, and looked up at Conner to find him already walking to the door, "Great, thanks!"

He ran out of the house and I watched from the window as he flew off. I turned to Krypto, and the dog nudged his head against my leg. I frowned, looking around for his leash. Finally, I found it in a drawer in the kitchen. I turned to the dog, carefully clipping it onto his collar, and then tried to drag him out the door. He didn't pull against the leash, he just sat on the floor, not moving. I growled, tugging on the leash with all my might, and he still did not move. He cocked his head to the side, and perked his ears up. My heart melted, he looked so cute right then.

He trotted to the door, pulling me with him. I opened it, figuring we would just walk around the block, but as soon as we were out the door, he took off as fast as he could, flying. He flew through the air, dragging me along while I held onto the leash for dear life. I held in a scream as we flew past a big crowd of people. Thankfully none of them saw us. I would hate for them to see me being dragged along by Super dog.

I looked up at Krypto to find him looking at me as he flew, his tongue hanging out of his mouth, he was practically laughing out loud at my predicament. "Land." I commanded, "NOW!"

He cringed, and we landed softly on the grass in a park, luckily no one paid us any mind. "Bad dog." I growled, he cringed again, and then his face lit up, I turned to where he was looking, and saw a squirrel. "Oh no." I mumbled, just as he took off after the poor animal, dragging me along with him. When he dragged me, I face planted into trees, bushes, the ground, even a few rocks. People were now staring.

I moaned as Krypto chased the squirrel up a tree and started barking at it. I stood up, brushing the limbs and leaves out of my hair. "You can fly, why don't you just fly up there and grab it?"

Lucky for me, dogs don't understand English. The bystanders eyes were wide, and I turned to them, and shrugged, "My dog stole my coffee and had a sugar rush."

After three hours, I finally managed to drag Krypto away from the tree and back to the apartment. I unclipped the leash, and pulled the rest of the sticks and leaves out of my hair and clothes before Dad got home. Wow, did I just call him Dad?

I laid down on the coach and the dog trotted over to me, "What?" I asked.

He jumped on top of me, laying down on me as if I was a cushion. I groaned, and just gave up. A kryptonian girl is no match for a Kryptonian demon dog.

CONNER'S POINT OF VEIW:

When I got home that night, Conan was sleeping on the coach, and Krypto was sleeping on her. I stifled a laugh, and she opened her eyes a crack, "Very funny." She said dryly.

I walked over, and pulled a leaf out of her hair, "What happened?' I asked, trying to hold in my laughter best I could.

"Your dog is the devil." She said, "He flew me around town, and when he saw a squirrel, he practically went ballistic. I never want to climb a tree ever again."

I couldn't hold it in, I laughed a little, and then said, "He really does like you."

She shrugged, closing her eyes again, "Well, he makes a good blanket."

THE END.

Sorry guys, I know the last chapter is really short, but trust me, her story will be continued in 'Desperate Revenge' which should be coming out soon, so keep an eye out for that. The story will also contain Justin Todd from 'Jason Todd's Daughter', Kyler Harper from 'I cant be Speedy, I'm a JD' and a brand new character I call Snow Jackson. Yeah, so in this new story they will all come together as a team. Bonds will be formed, bonds will be broken, mysteries will be solved, and all of them will eventually go through their own personal Hell. Justin more than anyone because... well she's my favorite character so she'll probably get the most spotlight. Sorry for all of you who like Kyler, Conan, or who will like Snow Jackson. Don't worry; they'll get chapters pretty much centered around them as well. I really am sad to see this story go, it was one of the very few that actually turned out the way I wanted it to. Conan stayed a sweet, yet slightly punkish deep down, fourteen year old girl. In my other stories, my characters went out of the character I wanted for them, or I messed up and instead of taking the story where I wanted it to go, it ended up completely different. Like Jason Todd's daughter. I meant for that story to be funny, but it wasn't. Not really.

I'm getting off topic, anyways, you get the picture, I really like this story because unlike most of my other characters, Conan is not a bad to the bone, disrespectful, smart mouthed teenager who doesn't listen to any one. Yes, she is very strong and she has skill and talent, and she had a background where she could have gone into that kind of personality. I am very proud of myself for not messing her up. Unlike most of my characters, Conan was willing to turn the other cheek and not hold grudges. We saw this when she spoke up saying that Dr. Carter, the man who had tortured her to the very point of death, was still in the facility, and she herself carried him out. Until her strength failed and she fell flat on her face. She didn't quite get her full revenge on him, she just stood up for herself and told him what she thought about him, while beating him to a pulp. So in some way, she got back at him, but they were no where near even. However, she was satisfied with letting by gones be by gones instead of letting him die, which he would have deserved.

There were times where we saw the punkish side of Conan, not just when she went to that alley party with Valiant, but when she snapped at Valiant when they first met, and when she mouthed off to Dr. Carter. I was nervous when I wrote those parts because I was really worried I would get carried away and she would wind up having a personality like Justin or Kyler. In the end though, she stayed an average teen with a bad past she was willing to push to the side.

We also saw the scared part of Conan briefly when Dr. Carter yelled at her after getting that phone call from Cadmus. If you don't remember that part, I'm pretty sure it was the second or third chapter. Didn't really go into detail about it.

In conclusion, here's some fun facts about this story:

(1) At first, I planned for Conan to end up not going with Super Boy. I planned for her to strike out on her own for awhile to do some soul searching, and eventually run into Valiant and live with her for awhile. They would then become 'besties' and Valiant would have become Conan's 'Tim Drake' so to speak.

(2) I planned to use Valiant a lot more in this story, but there wasn't room. I made the story go way to fast. Those of you authors who read this, you know when you have everything in a complicated story planned out just right, how everything has to happen in a very specific order to make since? And then, God forbid, you mess up on one chapter where something very important was supposed to happen. To make things worse, you don't realize what you did until the next day, and by then, like, five people have already read it so you can't just edit the chapter and act like nothing happened, or if you messed it up sooooo bad, you would have had to delete the entire chapter and start over from scratch? Yeah, that's what happened to Valiant's parts. That, and I realized that Conan was way to smart to just break out again, and her running into Valiant by accident on her rounds would have been way to coincidental.

(3) I mentally kicked myself for days after I published the first chapter with her super hero name in it. Super Kid. I was so upset I couldn't come up with anything better, but hey, DC used all the good names and it would have been very unrealistic if I just killed Super Girl off and gave Conan her super name. Then, I really came to like the name.

(4) Only one person messaged me with possible names. I didn't use any of them because their suggestions were 'Strength' and, I quote, 'something that means strength'. I thanked them, but didn't use either name because I really wanted the first word of Conan's hero name to be 'Super' like every one else in her family. She also said that her civilian name should be something that means strength, either that, of she gave me a suggestion or two, I forget. Sorry. She was the one who recommended that her civilian name started with 'C' like her father and grandfather. Thank you, who ever you are. Forgot your username, sorry. Plus, after I get a message, I usually delete it when I think you'll send another soon. But you didn't, so I can't go check.

(5) The other hero names I came up with, but never seriously considered because of how horrible they were, are Super Punk, (OK laugh it up) and Super Chick. Super Kid was the only half descent one. I really like it now, so, not changing it.

(6) The only reasons I made Conan 'frozen at fourteen forever' was, one, I knew there was a strong possibility that I would pick the name Super Kid and when she got older she couldn't just change it to Super Adult. I mean, come one guys, seriously? Two, her dad is frozen at sixteen forever, and it would have been very awkward if she started looking even older than him. So yeah, those are the only reasons why.

(7) All I have left to say is that I like Super Boy's first costume from the comics, minus all the jewelry. I mean, it was pretty cool; you have to admit that guys, I mean the hair, the jacket, it was just great. And now, he is stuck with a boring black T-shirt. Curse you DC.

- Imaninja41 signing out for the last time on: The Clone of a Clone.