Hello everyone!

As promised, this is the sequel to "The Flying Grayson". It's still a work in progress, but I'm so excited about it, I can't wait to finish it before I start posting!

This will probably be the most complicated story I've ever attempted to write, with plots and subplots and all that. Hopefully it'll all work out- let me know one way or the other. A gal can always use some constructive criticism along with fluffy feedback.

I don't own Young Justice, although I'm not going to lie- that would be stupendous!

Anyway, enjoy the show!

Earth 4077

Metropolis

20:43

It started with a tree; no one really noticed. One minute, it was alive and green, the next, dead and broken.

Other little changes followed, always at the same time, always in the same general area- a large park area in Metropolis with a big, empty field, usually used for fairs or circuses. A patch of grass was replaced with a sheet of ice, a whirlwind of dust came out of nowhere and just as quickly died away, a flock of birds suddenly appeared in the sky where a moment before, there had been none.

Always, the strange occurrences were accompanied by a small wave of energy. Too small to even be picked up by the Justice League's monitors in space.

Tonight, however, was different.

The park was buzzing with activity. A group of youth had started an informal football game which had eventually turned into nothing more than a good-natured brawl. A few couples were out for a stroll, taking advantage of the warm summer night. A family was just packing up their belongings after a late dinner picnic. None of them knew that at that moment, the Justice League Watchtower picked up on a huge burst of energy in the area. Everyone, however, did hear the loud crack that filled the air, like thunder.

A ball of white light suddenly appeared in the midst of the youth, causing them to all back away quickly. The light slowly faded to reveal a man in a black costume with a white lightning bolt on the front. He had snow white skin that faintly glowed and a shock of blue hair. He looked confused for a second, looking down at his hands before turning his attention to the now-frightened crowd. Turning even more, he caught a glimpse at the city peeking over the tree-line.

"Metropolis?" he whispered to himself before turning to one of the kids. "Is this Metropolis?"

"Uh… Uh-huh," the kid answered, nodding vigorously and backing away.

The man smirked. "Perfect."