Jason closed his eyes and accepted the ride to the Tower. Things were screwed, this morning he had hated them...how could he go on like that though? Jason felt the wind blowing on his cheeks and a small sigh escaped his lips, the sweet caress of arms around him reminded him of Mary...But then...Mary wasn't the one holding him, "Armelia...I missed you..." Jason kept his eyes closed and just breathed in softly feeling her warmth. As they approached the tower Jason opened his eyes and a tear fell from them, "I'm home now...Aren't i?"

Superboy landed softly on the island, looking around to take in the scenery. It had been a while since he called this place home. He missed it, but you'd never get him to admit it. After finally returning to Earth once more, he figured of all people the Titans would be the most welcoming.

He walked slowly up to the doors, trying not to scowl as his authorization failed. "Deleted me from the system that fast, huh? I guess they really did think I was dead this time." He spoke aloud to the door, as though it would reply. Superboy was visibly gritting his teeth in irritation. He began pacing in front of the door, muttering to himself and clutching at the locket around his neck.

Superboy wore a simple outfit, some long cargo shorts and a Tshirt, all black with a blue Version of the Superman symbol on his chest, custom made. He wore some running shoes, given to him by The Flash so they wouldn't burn off his feet when he ran. He was always more of a runner than a flyer, matching the speedsters at some points. A tight fitting vest with a hood finished the outfit, with blue lining the trim.

"I guess I'll just wait for someone to let me in, if anyone's still here..."

John flew saw Superboy down at front door. Where had he been? He flew in through the window that had opened earlier and walked over to the front door, pulling it open and letting Superboy inside. "Come on in Supes," he said as he waled to the living room and stood in front of the large couch. He'd wait until everyone was sitting and then he'd begin. If they missed the tiniest thing about the Shadow Complex, it could get them killed. He knew.

When John had been kidnapped and brought to the Agency, he was expecting to be met with cold faces and angry men. Instead he was met by a bunch of people like himself. People that didn't want to be there but were being threatened by the Agency. He befriended a lot of them. One of them was known as Harrison. He was pretty sure that Harrison wasn't his real name but John didn't pry. Harrison's last assignment had been the Shadow Complex's leader. Of course he hadn't read the file. Why would he? "I'm the best there is Johnny. Why would I need to read some stupid file?" he had said. That arrogant bastard. They had found his body two weeks later. After John had gotten out he tried to find Harrison's family but he didn't leave a lot of clues. Not a lot of people knew a Harrison, real name or other wise. But John wasn't about to have a repeat of Harrison. Not on his watch.

-snip-

Angelica scrambled to her feet as a boy sat on the wide couch, far away but still to close for her to handle at the moment. She knew they would arrive at some point, but not like this...at least she would have hoped. She had been waiting for an hour, watching the news feed as her new team scrambled to fight off villainy, all the while she had been stuck in the tower alone, just for a sloppy reunion. She watched them silently as they seemed to ignore her, deeming her unworthy of their time? Or maybe they were busy, but still...that gave them no excuse. 'Wow, what an amazing crew.' She thought, deciding to voice her opinions. "I guess you're all too caught up in whatever this is to greet the new arrival, how nice." And with that she disappeared, in a flash of black she was at the door to the living room, leaning against a wall and staring at them, once again in silence. She did this as a defense mechanism, moving away so she could plan her attack, and sort through her thoughts. This was kind of like planning an attack, but in a more basic and friendly way. Well, not exactly friendly....

Angelica wished she could like these guys, wished she could call them her buddies. But she couldn't, she was an outcast, and she would probably never trust them. All because her parents had been murdered by the earlier generation of this group. She knew she was being harsh, but she didn't care. Being harsh was her thing, and she liked having a thing, that meant she was someone. Even when she was trying to be ignored she could be something, in her own head. She singled them out, and studied them, getting her first impressions from afar. Who said she had to interact?
The one scanning the files looked like a hardass, too serious and official, and a dork in some sense of the word.
The other one, he was...cute. She would never date him, but he was one of those heroes that made ladies swoon and fall over themselves for autographs and pictures of him in those cheesy tights. She hoped he was nice, but he seemed a little dramatic, and he also looked like he would try to control the group.

"What's happening, guys? Are you planning an attack? Or are you just messing with files like dorks? Are you even paying attention?" Angelica moved across the room, she meant to stomp though her stupidly insistent footsteps were silent. She poked the handsome one on his broad shoulder. "You, hey, what are you guys doing?"

Sam flew onto the island on his bird, then hopped off and desummoned it. He opened the door to the Tower and stepped in. He saw a few of his teammates inside, including two new ones. "Who're you two?" he asked, looking at them.

Superboy would be pretty surprised when the door opened. He would just walk his way in and sit down pretty roughly. "Where is everyone? And who's left? I haven't been around for a few months." He would say plainly. He doubted he knew many of the current team, but he might as well ask. "And how much trouble have we been in? Also, put my name back in the system." He would demand rather pointedly, a bit of arrogance and irritation in his voice. He kept toying with his locket and looking hard at whatever caught his attention.

He would be a bit surprised that the woman had the nerve to poke him on the shoulder. No one usually approached him in general. Pretty, but she reminded him of someone he couldn't place...

"We haven't met." He said plainly, although not unkindly to anyone about the room. "I'm Superboy. The Superboy." he stated. It was better to get introductions out of the way.

As they were flying back to the tower, Armelia turned her hed seeing Jason. "I missed
you too. I thought something bad, might've had happened to you." She sighed as they got into the tower and she could see Superboy. Armelia
gently layed Jason on a couch and walked towards Superboy as her arms were crossed, close to her chest and now her eyebrow raised up. It was weird seeing Superboy here, he did left the team. Just like Golden Thunder did but they were different type of situations. "You want to be put back into the team?" The leader spoke.

Aria sighed a bit looking at him. "You just don't know when to stay away? Do you?" She asked him. She put energy to the soles of her feet and quickly plunged them into his chest and stomach, aiming to send him flying back. If he did fly back, she jump up and levitate into the air. "Go away, I'm not playing anymore."

It was hard to see him like this, someone she once remembered as good.

Alexia landed in front of the tower and silently walked to her room. This had been a very long day and she was tired.

Upon seeing Golden Thunder, Superboy's gut tightened and his body tingled with anger, just enough to make his eyes flash red for the barest of moments.

He turned his attention to Armelia as she spoke. "Of course I want to be put back on the team. I've only been gone a few months. You know I left so that I wouldn't wreck the planet after she-" His voice had slowly risen in anger and volume until he cut himself off, clutching at the locket and breathing roughly, trying to calm down. "Yes. Please add me back on to the active roster." he said slowly through his teeth, looking at the ground and catching his breath. Superboy muttered an apology as he calmed.

"But what is that traitor doing here? I thought Thunder wasn't allowed back in the tower." The words spat out of his mouth as though they were but poison. He had no love for Jason, not after his rampage and his desertion. "I didn't know the titans were THAT desparate."

'Traitor, destroying the planet? Ooh, fun!' Angelica chuckled, staring at the new arrivals with a gleam in her eye that could only mean bad things. "I already like you guys! All this drama is making me invigorated! I need to know so much more and by the way, Miss Happy Sunshine, I was already accepted. So you don't have to give me the stink eye. I'm already unpacked and everything." She pointed in the direction of her new bedroom, still staring at the team's leader. Then she looked down at 'The Superboy'. "Good luck Superboy, I like you a lot. You're so full of yourself, it's cute!" She moved away from them and backed up against the wall, wanting to hear all the details about this crew and their past.

The blow sent Michael stumbling backwards a few feet, causing him to fall unto his knees. Suddenly, the dark being was losing its grip on Michael. This infuriated it. "You got lucky this time...but just wait until I've regained my strength...YOU'LL BE SORRY THEN!" The being exclaims as Michael's eyes return from the possessed red to their usual brown. He began holding his head with his hands, as if he were suffering from a headache. "Who...who are you?" He asks Aria, looking at her with a puzzled expression. It seemed as if he had no clue of where he was and what had just happened.

She looked at him as the evil lost grip, sighing a bit in relief. Before he could see her levitating, she got back to the ground. She had dealt with this a few dozen times and it was growing hard on her. She couldn't bare to watch someone she grew to love when she first arrived on earth to switch back from good to evil and hardly remember who she is.

"Don't worry about who I am, you were sleep walking I think. You should get home." she stated as she turned around and started to walk up the dirt hill away from him to exit from under the bridge.

Jason forced himself off the couch and over to the group, "The Titans aren't desperate...I am..." Jason held his arms out in a non threatening manner, "Things are different now Daniel...I needed help...I really lost control D..." Jason looked down at the floor, "Mary is gone and she wouldn't want me to cause my own friends anymore hardship...I've hurt you all enough..." Jason looked into his eyes, "One of the Titans has been kidnapped..."

"That voice...!" Michael thinks before exclaiming. "Aria! Is that really you...?" He asks her as cautiously takes a few steps forward towards her. "What's going on? Why can't I remember anything?" He had so many questions that needed answering, but he wasn't sure where to start.

She bit her lip, freezing in her step as he called out her name. She turned to face him, but stayed silently for a few moments. She decided to play it like she was confused "How do you know my name?" she asked him, clearing her throat. She didn't want to cry, but damn well she could feel the overwhelming feelings of emotions hitting her, but she kept her cool for now.

Superboy began clenching his fists, gritting his teeth. He tried so hard to contain himself. She wouldn't want him to act like this. But he couldn't help it.

He stood in Jason's face and cut him off at "D" and began screaming, eyes glowing red with rage. "DON'T CALL ME THAT! MY NAME IS SUPERBOY! DANIEL DIED SIX MONTHS AGO WITH HER!" He was heaving, fists clenched and ready to swing if he said one more word about him. He was ready to when the last sentence caught his attention and he stopped.

"Who? Who was kidnapped? Where are they? Who took them?" He asked dangerously quiet compared to before. "Why are we standing here talking and not saving them?"

Sam didn't like all of this, so he trotted back up to his room and went into the closet. The darkness of the closet seeped into him when he closed the closet door, and he zoned out into insanity.

"How could I forget? I've got the name and your voice memorized.." As he says this, he taps his temple with his right index finger, smiling slightly.