Wisp let out a sigh. "Well this was a fun start to our group.." He said shaking his head. He looked to where Megan flew off to then back to the others. "I would go after her but I think she needs some one who can actually physically help her."

Manchester said "Ill talk to here....." He floated to her and spoke to her telepathically *You ok lass? It wasnt a pretty sight back there..." He thought to her. *Your ship is a nice girl. I can read her thoughts.."

Kane froze and sighed.l He realized something. "Im sorry Vladimir.....in the end were both wrong.....there are three things that I was told keep balanca. Magic, Sicnece and the unknown. We need all three to surivive....." He said "I understand your beliefs and I hope you can understand mine.." He watched Manchester float after Miss Martian.

Just leave me alone, I don't wanna talk... I tell Manchester, blocking him out without even meaning to.

Vladimir gave a sigh, "I have no problem with your beliefs in science, Ijust have no need or want to learn really anything about it. If any of you are angered by people of faith then I am sorry that you have such anger, you can believe whatever you want but I have seen the power of the supernatural forces first hand and it is very different than science"

Now that he had calmed down, Vladimir more willing to talk more nicely and he decided to change the subject, "so when is our first mission?"

"Well we should you know... get to know each other first before we try to save to people. It may just be me but I don't want a stranger looking out for my transparent butt." Wisp said with a smirk and crossing his legs so he floated in the air. "So I propose sharing time, I'll go first. If you have yet to notice I am well... dead. I know I know shocker."

Superboy breathed out heavily, muscular form dripping with sweat as he stared across the training room and into the eyes of the next training bot. He had heard the multiple, disembodied sounds of different team members entering, but the boy didn't bother going up to greet him. From what he'd seen, the ghost guy was pretty alright, but just going off of the names....well....for one, Blood Fang sounded like some gothic villain from a Twilight movie, and the others simply sounded lame. He didn't want to learn about a guy named after a battery brand. His jerkish thoughts forcing him to hold back a snicker, Superboy coughed and focused.

"Let's go!" He snarled, suddenly blurring forward. The 10 feet, steel-clad training bot didn't move; only bringing up a barrel-like forearm to block the explosive punch set off by Superboy. The Kryptonian instantly became a blur of fists and feet as he clashed with the bot; this went on for a few seconds, before the bot managed to parry a punch and send the teen railing. As the bot went in for a punch, Superboy flipped to the side, grabbing the large fist and completely breaking it off. Turning on his heel, the boy growled, punching completely through the robot's chest and twisting once more, releasing his grip.

The large training bot went flying through the air, slamming against the wall of the training room, and exploding in a hail of fire and shrapnel.

"Phew..." Superboy murmured, throwing a white towel over his shoulder and grabbing a cold bottle of water. "Might as well check out the newbies before Superman gets all butthurt." With a sigh, he quickly entered the elevator, reappearing in the Hangar. "Such a shock." He echoed with a rugged smirk, hearing the last of the ghost's sentence.

Wisp rolled his eyes when he heard Superboy's comment. "Yeah yeah sir Punchalot, destroy another dummy? They should really start charging you for those you know?" He smirks before he disappears and reappears next to Superboy. "Though it does give me a good show." He says with a smile and a wink.

Kane looked at Superboy. CADMUS told him about him.The Clone of Superboy. The DNA of superman and a human doner. He wondered if he should tell Superboy he came from CADMUS too. But he was unsure if he should tell him who he was. "So your Superboy?" he asked him

Manchester rose a eyebrow. He sent one last message hoping it would get through. If you ever want to talk...just think it to me Manchester went back to the group and saw Superboy. "So your the clone of the big blue boy scout....you dont look like a boy scout though." He said floating in the room

Sam got off the floor and walked over to them, once he heard that they were going to be learning more about themselves. He couldn't think of anything to say that they didn't know, he kinda didn't have much that was special about him, so he just stood next to them.

Superboy narrowed his eyes at Manchester, crossing his arms over his chest in annoyance. "I'm no clone." He murmured, voice lethally quiet. However, he quickly massaged his temples, relaxing the creases and nodding his head. "Name's Superboy, yeah. Er...welcome." Superboy glanced over at Wisp, an eyebrow arched.

"Shows aren't my forte." He responded, attempting to push the ghost away, only for his hand to go through his forehead. He recovered almost instantly, however, and feigned it off as leaning against the wall. "Neither are introductions."

Wisp smirked as Superboy tried to push him away. "Cute and handsy? I think I'm going to like you." He said with another wink. He then looked to the others. "Still time to share all. Can be something simple." He said as he started floating up side down.

Vladimir didn't really care much about Superboy, he looked like the type of person to let himself get a big ego. he decided to share a few things about himself to the team.

"If it isn't quite obvious to any you, I am a vampire and I am eight hundred years old, but thanks to a witch's curse I spent most of those centuries in a deep sleep, so I am still a newborn vampire and thus not at my full potential. in order to keep up my strength I must consume fresh blood and I should let you all know that it is not very safe to be around a hungry vampire especially if you're injured because then the vampire would be caught up in a blood crazed frenzy" Vladimir said to the group of heroes. He then unsheathed his sword and held it in both hands.

"I also use this sword for when I want extra ferocity and it is enchanted so that if it breaks then it will repair itself" he told him as he gripped his sword.

Superboy nodded in affirmative, eyeing the sword with a raised eyebrow. It was certainly sharp enough, and seemed dangerous. For a second, he wondered if it would be able to pierce his skin, but the thought passed, along with a small frown. 'As if...' The thought wasn't cocky - if anything, it was annoyed and bitter, as if he hated his durability.

"I'm Superboy. Son of Superman. I am...well, think of the Man of Steel, but replace 'man' with 'boy'." He spoke up, taking another gulp of water.

"Uh, I grew up on a farm. That's about it for me." he said for his turn. He heard that Vladmir was a vampire. He never thought that he'd meet a vampire.

Kane sighed and said "I was made by CADMUS....I can absorb any form of energy." He looked at them and said "I was broken out and been here for about a month.."

Manchester said "Sorry Lads...I rather not talk about my past. I can show you all though in your minds......does anyone want to see it or no?" He looked at them all

"I highly doubt your telepathy will work on me and Wisp, we are both not of the living and our minds aren't like those of the living" Vladimir replied to Manchester's offer.

Wisp smiled and floated right side up again. "Good to see share time is going well, I think we should thank whoever idea it was." He said with a smirk and patting himself on the back.

I open the door, my eyes red and puffy as i walk over to the hangar. "Can someone show me where my room is?"

Wisp looked over to where he heard Megan's voice. He let out a sigh before he floated over to her. "Yeah I can and... I'm sorry about this whole thing. I swear it normally isn't like this around here, we are actually pretty nice guys."

"Just lets go, I need to do something…" I say, trying not to seem weak.

(So, they can't read their minds, but wouldn't Manchester & Megan be able to sense their minds, since they do have some form of mind?)