Bialya. September 4. 00:16 EEST.

On a sand dune in the middle of the desert, a green skinned girl appeared out of nowhere, apparently unconscious. She groaned and sat up, rubbing her head and thinking in a foreign language. After a few moments of looking around her, and letting some sand run through her fingers, the girl came to a realization. "Hello, Megan! I'm on Earth." she realized. "But, how did I get to Earth. And why am I wearing this costume?" she wondered as she got up and started walking down the dune. "And why does my head hurt so much?" she asked, just before her foot caught, and sent her tumbling down the dune. The girl groaned and held her head again. "Is this a dream?" she wondered silently. Then an object slammed into the ground next to her, sending sand and stone fragments everywhere.

As the smoke cleared she realized that she was looking at a teenager, crouched on all fours, glaring at her with startlingly blue eyes. He wore a black shirt with a familiar symbol on his chest. An S surrounded by a shield. "Wait. I've seen that symbol. Are you Superman?" she asked, holding out a hand. The boy screamed in rage, tearing the symbol from his chest and leaping at the girl. Yelping, the girl leapt aside, the flew into the air to avoid a punch that could have cratered metal. Roaring again, the boy leapt at her, but Megan focused and held her hands out in front of her, shoving the boy with her mind. But the backlash sent her slamming into the desert floor as well. The feral boy recovered first, but instead of attacking he turned and leapt away.

"Not a dream." the girl told herself, hugging her knees to her chest as she sat in the crater made by her landing. "A nightmare."

A black gloved hand grabbed a rock as it's owner walked forward. Robin groaned, his head bowed with exhaustion and pain. Then a sound caught his attention. Looking to his right he saw a dust cloud coming closer. The military vehicle drove past the rock formation, never aware of the teenage superhero just out of sight.

"Those were Bialyan Republican Army uniforms."Robin said to himself, pulling up a holoscreen. "But what are Bialyans doing in…Bialya?" he gasped, seeing the GPS. "Okay, better question, what am I doing in Bialya?" then his eye caught the clock at the bottom of the screen. "In September? What happened to March! Better radio Batman." he said, bringing a finger up to the communicator in his ear.

Then a memory flashed through his head. It was of Batman, standing before a larger holoscreen showing the exact GPS location that had appeared on Robins. 'Maintain radio silence at all times.' Batman ordered.

"Or not." Robin said, taking his finger away from his down from the rock to the desert floor, Robin noticed a spot of black and red on another rock. Walking over, he picked it up to see a red Superman symbol on black fabric that looked like it had been torn off of something.

A girl groaned as she regained consciousness. "Are you alright?" a voice asked from off to her left, causing her to jerk back in surprise. Her eyes flitted over her surroundings, taking everything in, in and instant.

She was in a rundown shack, with sunlight streaming in through the windows and holes in the walls and ceiling. The one doorway had a ragged looking curtain hanging from the top instead of a door. But what really caught her attention was the other person in the room. She scrambled back, grabbing her bow and quiver as soon as her eyes landed on the naked blade in his hand, but that didn't stop her from looking at the rest of him. The boy, she guessed he was around her age, was dressed in dusky gold armor, with dark red cloth underneath. He had long, spiky white hair and startling blue eyes. A red cloth, like a scarf covered the bottom of his face and trailed down his back.

"Sorry," the boy said, stabbing his longsword into the dirt floor and holding up his hands. "I didn't mean to scare you. I'm Arcane."

"Seen Arcane on the news." The blonde girl responded. "He doesn't wear yellow."

The boy looked down at his costume, then before her eyes, the gold became metallic silver and the red became white, then it faded back again. "Satisfied?" he asked. Based on his tone, the girl assumed he was grinning. "It's a simple color charm. I'm guessing it's basically desert camouflage. And you? As far as I know Green Arrow isn't a girl." he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Looking down the girl realized that she was indeed wearing a midriff bearing, Green Arrow styled outfit. "Who put me in this!?" she demanded angrily.

"Anyway," Arcane said walking back over to where he'd stabbed his sword and drawing it from the dirt. Even from where he stood, the blonde could tell that the blade was razor sharp. "I'm not going to hurt you." he continued. "If I'd wanted too, I would have when you were unconscious. Can you use that bow?" he asked, nodding to the bow she'd grabbed as she scrambled away from him.

"Yeah." she nodded. "My dad taught me." then her face hardened. "Dad! He must've done this. Another of his stupid tests."

"That doesn't sound good." Arcane noted dryly.

The girl looked at him. "He probably wants me to kill you." she told him.

"Lovely." the swordsman groaned. "Another person who wants me dead."

"A lot more than one if all the tanks behind me mean anything." a new voice said from the doorway. Poking his head inside was a brown haired boy with green eyes, wearing a black suit with a red lightning bolt through the center of the chest.

"How many?" Arcane asked.

"Too many." the other boy panted. "Grab your new girlfriend, we need to go!"

The other two teens were about to splutter a denial when a loud whistling noise caught their ears. Their eyes widened and the three teens raced out of the shack just before the shell hit. The force of the explosion knocked them all off their feet, sending the sprawling in the dirt. Looking up they saw what the second boy had been warning them about. At last three tanks were rolling over the rise above them. "Run!" Arcane shouted to the other two as an army jeep came charging at them from in front of the tanks. Together the three of them sprinted away from the enemy forces. The girl narrowed her eyes as the mounted gun on top of the jeep open fired on them as they ran. Diving into a roll, the young woman came up with an arrow drawn. Letting it fly, the high tech arrow exploded with enough force to send the jeep flying through the air over her head and crashing sideways into the rock. Seeing her crouched behind a rock, avoiding bullet fire as the tanks lined up shots Arcane summoned mystic energies to surround his body and rocketed through the air. He scooped the girl in his arms, bridal style, and barely avoided the next few shells. "Save your ammo. Something tells me we're going to need it." he told her grimly.

"Thanks." the blonde said, seeing the shells explode on the ground under them.

"No problem." he said, with what she could tell was another smile. "Kid Flash!" he shouted down at the gray blur racing beneath them. "Keep up!" then he gripped her tighter and sped up.

"I'm actually on Earth!" the green skinned girl thought happily to herself as she flew through the desert air. "I've wanted this for so long. Even if it's not exactly like TV. But why can't I remember how I got here?" she asked herself as she flew around a rock formation and came to a halt between a few dead trees. Still floating, she assumed a lotus position, and began to meditate. "Concentrate." she told herself. "Remember." Her eyes opened, glowing white.

In her mind the girl saw the boy who'd attacked her earlier, snarling and tearing off his shirt. The it flashed to another image of him standing by some machinery.

"Maintain the connection at all times. No unnecessary risks." a deep warm voice said. Then the boy turned to her.

"Be careful." he told her with a small smile.

Another image. This time she was holding out a tray off cookies to the boy as he reached for one. 'Careful Superboy, they're hot.' she warned him as he picked one off the tray. An instant later a yellow and red blur appeared and snatched the cookie out of the muscular teens hand. He had brown hair and green eyes. He also wore a suit colored yellow and red, with a red lightning bolt in a white circle on his chest.

"Not as hot as you Babe." the speedster said, sticking the cookie in his mouth.

"Thanks Wally. That's, uh, sweet." she replied as Superboy picked up another cookie.

"Not as sweet as you Sugar." Wally shot back, his mouth still full of cookie.

"Oh grow up!'"a blonde girl in a green suite said slapping Wally on the back of the head and grabbing a cookie, while another, shorter boy stood behind her, this one wearing red and a black cape and eye mask.

"Team. Report to the mission room." a voice said over the intercom.

"I'm on a team!" the girl exclaimed happily as her eyes shot open. "I have friends! With a Superboy who might be…I need to find him. Them!" she decided, exiting the meditative stance she was in and flying off in a random direction.

'Hello? Um, team?' she tried sending out telepathically. 'Maybe they're just out of my range.' she thought to herself as she searched.

Arcane flew on for a bit, until he was sure they were no longer being pursued. He landed, setting the archer down, when he noticed that Kid Flash had pulled up and was leaning against a rock wall, painting.

"You alright KF?" he asked.

"Yeah. But I don't have much left in the tank. Don't think I've eaten in a while." Kid Flash replied, opening a storage compartment in the wrist of his glove, only to find it empty. "Been out here more than twenty-four hours. Or my cupboards wouldn't be bare." he told the spellcaster.

Before anyone could respond, a muscular black haired teen landed in their midst with the same force as a shell from one of the tanks, minus the explosion. Roaring he backhanded Kid Flash into a rock and turned towards the archer.

Backflipping away from the feral teen the blonde knocked another arrow that exploded when it hit the boy's chest, but the force of the explosion only made him stumble. She fired off two more with similar results, when an arc of white light slammed into the boy's back from above. The archer looked at him gratefully, and they would have continued to fight, but a shell landed between them, and this one did explode, the force sending all three of them flying.

Elsewhere, the green skinned girl paused as a roar of pain flashed across her mind. Focusing on it she came up with the image of Superboy, now completely missing his shirt bellowing in pain as an explosion detonated around him. 'Superboy! Where are you?' she sent to him, desperate to locate her friend.

Back with Arcane and Kid Flash, the blonde girl groaned, and looked at the approaching tanks as the shirtless boy snarled and leapt at them in a rage. Landing on top of one of the tanks, next to the barrel, he wrapped his arms around it and tore it straight off the tank. He grunted when a hail of bullets his his back. Turning to the soldier that shot at him Superboy crushed the gun and grabbed the soldier and threw him out of the tank. Then he tore the entire top half of the tank off and threw it off to one side, only to get blasted by the other tank that shot him at almost point blank range. He landed with a grunt of pain, his body making a crater in the rock, before growling and leaping at the other tank.

"Who's side is he on?" the archer asked as the berserk teen punched a dent in the reinforced steel of the military vehicle, then tore the piece off.

"You wanna stick around and find out?" Kid Flash asked, helping support Arcane, who had apparently his his head on a rock if the blood running down his face was any indication.

"Carry her." he ordered Kid Flash, reaching down and picking up his sword.

"But you're-" Kid Flash started to protest.

"I can still fly, and she can't. And I doubt she's as fast as you." Arcane pointed out. Kid Flash nodded and they sped off, him carrying the blonde girl on his back, like the world's fastest piggyback. As they raced down a dune Kid Flash's foot hit a rock, sending both him and his passenger tumbling down the sandy hill. Looking down to see if they were alright Arcane was nearly knocked out of the air by two predator drones. "Down!" he ordered, holding his sword up horizontally, a shield of white light blocking the hail of bullets from the aircraft. The drones raced past them and turned around sharply, ready to continue their attack.

The blonde girl drew an arrow and fired, but was so startled when a voice in her head cried out, "Don't worry. I'm almost there!" that her shot missed.

"Did you just hear a girl talking in your head?" she asked, doing her best not to panic.

"Girls are always on my mind." Kid Flash shrugged. "But they're not usually talking."

Flying above the drones the green skinned girl reached out with her mind. Clapping her hands together she forced the enemy aircraft to do the same, exploding into flame and shrapnel.

"Well J'onn," Kid Flash said as she landed before the three teens. "The costume looks familiar, but I'm not sure the new bod screams 'Manhunter'."

"You know my Uncle J'onn?" the girl asked excitedly. "Hello, Megan, of course you do! You're Kid Flash. Wally. And you're Artemis." she said gesturing to the blonde girl. "And Arcane, Rorek." she pointed over to where the white haired boy had removed his scarf and was using it to bandage his bleeding forehead. When he was done it looked like he was wearing an extremely long headband. Artemis and Megan both glanced away, trying not to blush as they saw his face for the first time. Artemis wondered why he wore the scarf all the time, when he didn't have any kind of hideous disfigurement.

"And you seem exceedingly familiar." He was walking forward. As he spoke, the archer realized that his K-9's were longer and sharper than most people's.

"Martian Manhunter's your uncle?" Kid Flash asked. "Is that how you know my name?"

"Your name's really Wally?" Artemis asked with a deadpan expression on her face making the speedster groan.

"It's am familiar! I mean, to you, not to me." the martian girl told Arcane, excitedly, but trying to allay their nerves. "We're teammates, friends. I made you cookies."

"You know her?" Artemis asked, looking at the de facto leader of their trio.

"The same way I know you." he shrugged. "Like I should, but I can't."

The martian sighed. "You've all lost your memories too." Looking over her shoulder at where a large black smoke cloud was billowing up. A squad of jeeps was driving up to the site as well. "Come on." she said. "I'll fill you in as we go. Robin and Superboy probably need our help."

"Of course." Kid Flash replied, like he was wondering why he even bothered asking anymore. "Robin and Super what now?"

"What about Aqualad?" Arcane asked as they walked.

"Wait, she's being serious?" Kid Flash asked.

At the smoke cloud, the Bialyan soldiers had managed to tie several ropes to each of Superboy's wrists, four on each side with two people holding each rope, attempting to restrain the berserker. Screaming in rage, Superboy jerked one of his arms, pulling all the soldiers on that side off their feet. A little ways back a pale man with a hooded jacked pulled up over a collared shirt stood behind a Bialyan commander. "You must control his mind!" the commander said.

"Doesn't seem to be much mind in there left to control." the other man said taking a step forward and raising a hand. "But…be still." he ordered, and the face of the teen slackened, and he fell forward unconscious. The soldiers dragged the shirtless teen back to a truck, escorted by a jeep and a tank. As they loaded up the pale man smirked, then he followed the soldiers into the vehicle and they drove of, never aware of the unconscious atlantean lying behind a rock only a few yards away.

It was night, and the stars shone brilliantly overhead as Robin ran through the desert. "Wish I could remember why I put a GPS marker here." he said to himself as he ran, keeping a holoscreen with the location up on his wrist computer. Reaching the top of a dune he looked down to see a large machine just standing in the middle of the desert. Robin immediately dropped to the ground, instantly wary for a trap. "Huh. Guessing that's why." Peeking his head above the cover of the dune he looked around for signs of an ambush. When he saw nothing he leapt down, only for Bialyan soldiers to rise up from under the sand.

"Her majesty wants him alive." one of the soldiers shouted in bialyan to his comrades. Robin grinned and dropped a smoke grenade as the soldiers rushe at him. Coughing and blind, the Bialyan soldiers were no match for the Boy Wonder. One was hit with a swift flying kick. Two more were brought down by bolas wrapping around their bodies. And still one more was hit with a knee to the chin. Throwing out a barrage of birdrangs to knock the guns out of his enemies hands. One ducked the razor sharp disk only to get the teen ninja leaping forward and doing a handstand on his shoulders, twisting his body so that the man fell into one of his allies and Robin nailed another with a double flying kick. Lading in a crouch Robin narrowed his eyes as the soldiers started picking themselves up and grabbing their rifles. "Enough!" one yelled. "Open fire!"

Robin backflipped, avoiding the bullets as a black blur raced through the soldiers ranks, pulling the guns from their hands. "I'll hold that. Thanks." Kid Flash said grinning as he dropped the rifles in a pile, then charged the Bialyans. He charged forward at superspeed, giving the soldiers that had been surrounding Robin something else to focus on. Behind the Boy Wonder, just as they started to fire two more soldiers were thrown backwards by a mysterious force. Looking up Robin saw the vague outline, who came into focus as a green skinned girl wearing a Martian Manhunter uniform. Landing shakily, his eyes still bloodshot, Arcane just held out a hand at the trio of soldiers who charged at him, as if to tell them to go away, when a bolt of white lightning sprang from his hand, sending all three twitching to the ground. One decided to try and run, but an arrow burst apart into another bola, that tied him up from the waist down. Looking up, the others saw Artemis holding her bow on top of the sand dune.

"KF! Arcane! Man it's good to see some familiar faces." Robin grinned, walking over and clasping the others hands in turn.

"Hey, Rob. Memory loss?" Kid Flash asked.

"Six months!" Robin exclaimed. "Let's hogtie these creeps and compare notes."

"So we're a team?" Robin asked as they talked.

"The five of us and Superboy." the green skinned girl, 'Miss Martian' Arcane remembered, told him.

"And Aqualad." he reminded them. He's out here too. And the desert isn't a good place for an atlantean to hand out."

"This must be Superboy's." Robin realized, holding up the torn S-shield he'd picked up earlier.

"Yes!" Miss Martian exclaimed. "Did you see him?"

"I think we did." Artemis told them.

"Feral boy?" Kid Flash asked, rubbing his chin. "Some teammate. He attacked us."

"He didn't know who we are." Artemis snapped. "I don't know who we are.

"I remember Batman ordering radio silence." Robin recalled. "Our team must work for him."

"And how do you know we don't work for my mentor?" Kid Flash asked, poking himself in the chest. To everyone's surprise, his black and gray outfit returned to its regular yellow and red. "Woah. This is so cool." he grinned, repeatedly pressing the symbol on his chest to change his costume back and forth. Robin and Artemis tapped their own chests, wondering if they had the same ability, but nothing.

"That's why." Arcane said dryly. "Your mentor isn't a ninja. We need to find out what's going on, and to do that, we need our memories back." He looked at Miss Martian. "Can you think of any way to help with that?" he asked.

The martian girl looked nervous at first, but got a determined look on her face. An instant later the four of them, minus the martian girl, were standing in a black void, illuminated by what looked like glowing purple fragments of crystal. Each fragment showed a different image, that made no sense. "I've brought you into my mind to share what I've remembered so far." When Miss Martian appeared, she had her hands clasped by in front of her and her hood up, indicating that she was nervous. "Together, our broken memories can form a whole, if you open your minds to mine."

"You want to paw through our private thoughts?" Artemis said stepping back.

"I have no wish to intrude, but-" Miss Martian began, but she was cut off by Robin.

"You need to hack our minds to grok what happened to us, Got it. Go." he said quickly.

"My brain's all yours." Kid Flash said in an attempt to be suave. "Try not to let it's brilliance overwhelm you."

"Or underwhelm you." Robin scoffed. "Hey, why isn't anyone ever just whelmed?"

Arcane shook his head. "I can't." he told them, stepping back.

"Arcane come on man." Robin said. "We need our memories back, so what's the-"

"You don't understand!" The white haired teen snapped. "Letting her too far into my mind isn't just an invasion of privacy. It's dangerous."

"Oh come on!" Kid Flash groaned. "What could possibly be so dangerous about going inside your head?" he asked.

Arcane turned to him and for a moment the speedster could have sworn he saw his eyes flash black. "Don't ask questions you don't want to know the answers to." he said darkly. Then a hand gripped his. Turning sharply the spellcaster found himself looking into Artemis's gray eyes.

"I don't like this either." she said. "But we need to know what happened to us. We're all right here, so it'll be alright."

Arcane stared at her for a long moment then turned to the martian, his eyes glowing white. "Go. But no further back than six months."

"And only what you need!" Artemis added, her tone leaving the consequences for doing more up to their imagination.

Raising her arms, a tendril of blue light stretched from Miss Martians head, connecting with Robin, going through his head to connect with Arcane, then Artemis, then finally Kid Flash and back to her, creating a ring of mental energy.

As their memories came together the team saw Batman standing beside a holoscreeen of the Bialyan coast. Several points had been highlighted in red, but only one was pulsing, indicating their target."The Watchtower detected an immense power surge in the Bialyan desert. Spectral analysis revealed elements non-terrestrial in origin. Find out what happened at that site, what landed there. Bialya is a rogue state ruled by Queen Bee, and not a member of the League's UN charter. All communications are subject to interception." the Dark Knight said, shutting down the map and pulling up the image of a beautiful dark skinned woman. "Maintain radio silence at all times." Their vision shifted to show the desert through scouting binoculars. "You'll land in Kourak, on Bialya's border, two clicks from the hot-zone. The perspective changed as the person holding the binoculars lowered them and looked to their right. There, the rest of the team was standing just outside an orange and black vessel, with Superboy walking down the ramp with a large piece of machinery on his back.

"All clear." Robin's voice sounded.

"The Bialyan's control the site." Artemis's voice echoed through their minds.

"Set up here." a voice not belonging to any of them said, as Superboy set down his load and twisted a dial on the side, causing control panels to slide out.

"We'll be up and ready in no time." Robin reported as he typed away at a computer on the side of the armory Superboy had been carrying. In it were exploding disks, backpacks full of who knows what and so many other Batman issued gadgets. Superboy stood off to one side, while Kid Flash stood behind Robin, watching him work.

"Jackpot!" the speedster cheered. "The site's lousy with zea beam radiation."

"Detecting non-terrestrial trace elements from the tent." Robin reported, looking back over his shoulder.

"I'll check it out in camouflage mode." Miss Martian offered, taking a step forward.

"Good idea." the missing voice said.

"Maintain the connection at all times." Arcane's voice ordered. "No unnecessary risks."

"Be careful." Superboy told her.

"And remember to check in every ten minutes." A dark skinned boy with black tattoos on his arms reminded her.

"I will Aqualad."

"Aqualad!" they all gasped, coming out of the mindscape.

"Where is he?" Robin asked. 'What happened next?"

"I don't know." Miss Martian exclaimed. "That's the last thing I-we remember."

"We landed twenty-four hours ago. If Kaldur's been wandering the desert for that long, well, that's not good for a guy with gills." Kid Flash said, sounding worried about his friend.

"Now that I know to look for him-" Robin said pulling up a holoscreen. "He's close! But he's not moving."

"Let's move!" Arcane ordered, releasing Artemis, making the girl blush, as she hadn't realized she'd still been holding his hand.

Inside the Bialyan command tent, scientists were running experiments on Superboy as well as a large metal sphere. Electrical currents coursed through both subjects, causing the sphere to rotate and the teen to grunt in pain. "Raise to shock level four." One scientist directed another. The second one quickly increased the voltage running through the teen, making him scream in pain. As if in response, the sphere began to spin, but stopped once they had stopped shocking the boy.

The pale man who had captured Superboy walked up to the sphere, smiling darkly. "Fascinating."

The five teens found Aqualad lying unconscious, muttering in atlantean. "I can't restore his memories in this condition." Miss Martian told the rest of the team.

"He needs immediate rehydration. Call the bio-ship." Robin told her.

"It's out of range." she told him. "But you can get him there fast." she said, turning to Kid Flash.

"If I had a little bit of food maybe, but he's too heavy. I might be able to carry one of you," he said nodding at her, Artemis and Robin. "But anything else is gonna be too much."

"Why not just levitate him back?" Artemis asked.

"I can't." Miss Martian replied. "I have to find Superboy. Six months ago he didn't exist. He has no memories, just animal impulse. I'm the only one who can help him."

"Superboy's indestructible, just ask those tanks." Kid Flash reminded her. "It's Aqualad who needs your help. Like, now!"

Just then A psychic wave of pain struck the young martian girl, making her clutch her head. Instantly she was assaulted by the image of Superboy, strapped to a table, screaming as electricity arced over his body. "No!" She cried out, rising into the air and shooting in the direction of the tent. "Superboy's in pain! We can't wait!"

"We still don't know what erased our memories!" Robin called after her. "It could happen again!"

"Damn it!" Arcane snarled. Crouching down he held his hand out over a pile of small rocks, bathing them in a white glow. "Here," he said handing them to Kid Flash. "Eat this."

"Eat rocks?" the speedster asked, looking skeptical.

"That was a transmutation spell." Arcane told him, "It's bread. Now eat it and Get Kaldur back to the ship. "I'm going after Miss Martian. She's not thinking straight." And with that he shot into the sky after his teammate.

"What are you doing here?" Miss Martian asked him as he caught up to her.

"Making sure you don't make a mistake. We'll talk about this once the mission is over. For now, go into camouflage mode and sneak inside, I'll monitor and aid you as best I can from above."

"Right." the girl nodded, activating her camouflage.

Landing gently, the martian girl crept inside the tent. Once there she watched as the scientists continued testing on Superboy and the sphere. Shoving the two scientists in front of Superboy's control panel aside she wasted no time in turning off the electricity.

"Well," came a voice from off to her left. "Someone's certainly a glutton for punishment. Psimon says…" As the man spoke he lowered his hood, revealing a transparent skull that made his brain visible. "Forget." the last word was spoken as a telepathic command, and an instant later Miss Martian found herself inside her own mindscape.

All around her floated pieces of places from her life. Mt. Justice, the seats from the bioship, and many others, all floating, disconjointed in a pink and purple sky. Even her costume was different, all the red having turned white. "Yes…that's it. Forget, like before." the voice of Psimon said, as a bright white light appeared, and grew, blinding the martian.

"Before." And the memories came surging back as she fought for control.

Her hands were camouflaged as they parted the flaps to the tent. "I'm in." she sent through the psychic link.

"Good. Then find what we're after and get out. This is not a time for risk taking." Arcane's voice answered back.

"They're testing something." Miss Martian realized as the scientists zapped a large metal sphere with electricity. "But it's alive, in pain! Hello? Can you hear me?" she asked, stretching out a hand towards the sphere.

"I can…" A new voice said in her mind. "And an open mind is a dangerous thing."

"Someone's hacked our link!" she thought frantically, scanning the room for where the other telepath might be.

"Psimon can't see you. Psimon can't catch you. But Psimon can make you all FORGET!" With that word each member of the team cried out in pain, holding their heads, as six months of their memories were forcibly erased.

Back in her mindscape Miss Martian watched as a sickly white spread across everything. "No. I won't let it happen again!" she thought furiously, and with a psychic yell, repelled the sickly white.

"Not really your call little girl." the other telepath said as the white coalesced into a massive version of his head. Grinning evilly the giant head shot a blast of black and red mental energy from its forehead, slamming into the martian girl.

A ways away, Robin and Artemis were walking along, careful to stay out of sight of the Bialyan troops patrolling the area. "You think they made it back to the bio-ship by now?" the archer asked.

"Knowing KF, oh yeah." Robin grinned.

"Ugh, I am so going to smack him when this is over." the blonde grunted.

"You have potential." Psimon admitted as he continued firing a beam from his giant forehead at the shield Miss Martian had erected between them. "But you're too raw, too untrained. And not at all in my league." he told her, as the giant head opened it's mouth revealing a smaller, full body projection of Psimon before fading away. The new form of her enemy smiled at her, then broke through her barrier with a single shot.

Back in the tent, the scientists had begun to take notice of Psimon's intense stare. "Mr. Psimon, are you alright?" one of them asked, waving a hand in front of his face. Before they could begin to wonder exactly what was happening, objects all around the room began to float, lifted off the floor by the vast amounts of psychic energy being released. And in that instant two sets of eyes opened.

Superboy opened his eyes just as objects began to float around him. Due to his enhanced senses he noticed the ripples in the air where Miss Martian was floating. Shifting his vision into the ultraviolet spectrum he looked and saw that she was facing off with the one who'd hurt him. Snarling he glared at the pale skinned man, and the sphere responded to his rage, spinning faster than it ever had before, the scientists dove out of the way as the sphere broke through its restraints, the slammed into Superboy's breaking his as well. Roaring, Superboy lunged at Psimon, only to be blasted back by a wall of psychic force. Skidding back he brought up a hand to stabilize himself, only to be sucked into the psychic battle.

"You're here!" Miss Martian exclaimed happily as Superboy appeared beside her.

"You sound so relieved!" Psimon laughed. "Is this mindless creature supposed to save your mind?" he asked mockingly.

"No," the girl replied with a smile, pressing her forehead to his. "I save his." Images, memories, thoughts and so much more coursed through the clones mind. Psimon laughed and fired off another blast, but this one was intercepted by an arc of white light.

"Sorry. No interfering." Arcane said as he descended, his sword crackling with energy.

Less than a second later, the mind melding was complete. Superboy looked at Miss Martian and smiled. "Kick his butt." he told her before fading away.

"Oh, by all means," Psimon jeered, "Kick my psychic-Arg!" he screamed, as a sword blade stabbed through his shoulder, discharging lightning throughout his body. "Stop that!" he bellowed at the swordsman.

But the white haired teen ignored him, instead turning back to Miss Martian. "Shall we?" he asked with a flourishing bow.

"Lets." she replied, smiling viciously.

The first thing Superboy heard upon regaining consciousness was the cocking of the bialyan soldiers rifles as they ran into the tent to see the two teens, now both visible. But before they could fire, the sphere rolled forward and slammed into them. It turned, revealing a few blinking lights, like a face almost and it blinked happily at the clone. "Uh, thanks?" Soon more soldiers rushed in, and the clone and the sphere wasted no time in taking them out. But it was soon obvious that the battle of the minds wasn't quite over. A tornado began swirling around them, lifting object, and even people into the air.

"M'gann, you have to try harder!" Arcane shouted, as he blasted the now giant figure of Psimon with lightning.

"I can't!" she groaned back, holding her shield in place taking all of her concentration. "He's too strong!"

"Like hell!" the sorcerer said, flying around next to her. "You're stronger than he is. And I'll be damned if I let myself lose to a guy like this! We can beat him. Together!" he said, holding his sword up in between them.

"Together! she agreed, grabbing the sword and glaring at the intruding telepath. "Get. Out. Of. My. Head!" A beam of green-white light shot from the blade, so powerful it swallowed the black beam that they'd been warring with and the giant figure of Psimon as well, reducing his mind to nearly nothing. _

Psimon screamed as his mind was ripped apart by the combined assault, and with no more psychic energies holding him in place, he was tossed aside, just like everything else as the tornado exploded, throwing the tent and all the equipment everywhere. Rushing forward, Superboy was barely able to catch Miss Martian before she hit the ground. The glow faded from her eyes as she left her mindscape, looking up to see Superboy's blue eyes staring down at her. "Superboy?" she asked, holding her head.

"Hi." he said softly. The two began to lean in, but were interrupted by a whirring beeping sound as the sphere rolled up. "Can I keep it?" the clone asked, sounding every bit like an average teenager.

"Clean up after it and I don't see why not." Arcane answered, landing beside them, panting heavily. "By the way," he said to Miss Martian. "Telepathic battle, not my strong point."

Qurac. September 5. 02:32 EEST

Artemis walked over to where Kid Flash had lain Aqualad, with an IV drip in his arm to help him rehydrate. Kid Flash and Robin were both sitting down, resting after the long mission, only to be snapped to attention by Miss Martian's voice sounding in their heads.

"Hey everybody, we've got Superboy and he's back to normal and we're on our way."

Aqualad jolted awake, shocked by the presence of a foreign voice inside his mind. "Who are you, and how did you get inside my head?" he asked, sitting upright, but he was still too weak to resist as Artemis pushed him back down.

"Hello, Megan! Aqualad's memories! I knew I forgot something." the martian girl said, realizing what she had missed.

"Aw, man. Me, too. I didn't get a souvenir from the mission!" Kid Flash realized.

"I think Superboy has us covered." Arcane told them, watching as the sphere chased after them as they headed for the bio-ship.

In a circular room, Psimon stood before screens that all displayed white silhouettes. "The martian girl escaped with both the sphere and the super boy." he told them lamentingly, his eyes still bloodshot from his losing battle with the teenagers.

"That hardly matters." a female voice dismissed. "What matters is a successful test of our new partners delivery system." On another screen a squad of bialyan soldiers stood in an empty space in the desert as a white portal, almost a tunnel opened in the air with a deafening boom and deposited the sphere. "More tech will come." the female voice assured the psychic. "Tech that will put the sphere and perhaps even the super boy to shame."

One of the biggest problems I had while writing this chapter was deciding how to address the characters. Robin, Kid Flash and Arcane were easiest, because they already knew each other. They retained the knowledge of what the superhero life was like, regardless of the missing six months worth of memories. Artemis, while having been trained for that kind of work didn't have any prior experience. M'gann hadn't even been on Earth that long, and Superboy hadn't existed that long. So, I attempted to refer to them how the most knowledgeable person in the group would know them.

Now that the chapter's done I would like to give special thanks to ResistTheEmpire for helping me keep my interest in this story alive, and Arcadia Sterling, who was the first person to offer truly helpful constructive criticism of the story.