Gretchen
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Wait.
What was she reading?
Oh, that’s right! Pi!
Wait, where was she?
Nooooooo!
What’s going on with the screen? What is this weird yellowish glow? Tell me it’s not another power outage.
Oh! Gretchen turned her head to the window and realized she forgot to sleep. Who forgets to sleep!? She’d been up all night and now the morning twilight came in her warming hug of glimmer and new opportunity, flashing its rays all over the land in her wake, to Gretchen’s computer monitor and her skin. Her powers activating, her life essence revitalizing, her fatigue non-existent, she felt good as new and she didn’t even sleep or eat.
What is going on?
How bizarre…
Oh, there she was, 1.
In the Principal’s office”
Bruce Wayne
“This is tragic news, Bruce. We never imagined perhaps one of the most powerful persons to ever have existed could ever die. I mean, it’s Lex Luthor. He doesn’t just die with a bullet wound right in between his eyes.”
Superman’s arms were crossed like metal bars over his chest, as he stands amongst the rest of the main faculty head. To his right was Mimic; to his left, J’onn J’onzz, and the rest of the members in this emergency meeting, a silent air so still and scary even without their powers they could hear a fly flapping its wings, the outside ambient noise as audible as someone’s speech, all awaiting for Bruce’s words.
“This isn’t a normal kill-job by some lackey ”Thanatos” and his serial-killings. There are few people that can ever get close to Lex Luthor, let alone get in LexCorp.
No.
This is the work of something even greater.
I’m calling an investigation in the event of all this. I will remain Principal, but in the event of my sudden absence, Superman you’re in charge.
You will act in my place while I search out the real culprit.
(Knight, for you) Have a hall gathering at lunch time in memory of our fallen man. Prepare a tributary speech for me, Oracle. I will be there promptly. Villain or not, he deserves respect for all that he’s done.
Everyone is to resume duties as normal. I will deal with the hole that Luthor’s left us now in our faculty.
Dismissed.”
Just as everyone turned to the door to exit, he called out for Professor X:
“Check up on Ms. Gretchen Williams. Read her mind and calm her down. She’s as smart as she is volatile.”
Charles nodded, and left the room, leaving Bruce Wayne to his own devices.
Back in the main campus
The news of the death of Lex Luthor spread far and wide, from the outskirts of town, to the interior of the Academy, as the PA roared:
"This is an urgent announcement: It is with deep regret that our fellow man, our long sponsor of the Academy of Heroes and Villains, wealthy business magnate Alexander Luthor is no longer with us. There will be a hall gathering in the place of our lunch time for tribute and memory of him and his legacy. Everyone is obliged to attend. Rest in Peace, Lex Luthor.”
Gretchen
What!? He’s dead!? And I didn’t get to see it!?
She hurried up to search and look for all available news on the revelation. Her light speed was too fast for the slow computing speed, and she groaned every time it loaded. Soon, she was up-to-date with the affair.
Thanatos? Bull. No way could he have done it. It’s got to be someone else.
Before she continued, a knock on the door, and Gretchen’s attention was stalled, the next second she at the mirror, adjusting into her new clothes she’d just put on, and the next, opening the door, looking down to see Professor X.
What on Earth?
“I suppose you’ve heard.”
“You’re the mind-reader, aren’t you!? Read my mind and figure it out.”
Professor X, the man whose mind so powerful he could pinpoint anyone on Earth and their location in exactitude, almost winced as he briefly concentrated on Gretchen’s mind.
“You have a powerfully active mind, Gretchen. Please remember to attend classes, for your sake and ours.”
“You didn’t have to come here to tell me that, you know? I know you’re wondering if I did it or not. Well I’ll have you know, I wouldn’t have done it in such a boring way anyway! I mean, guns are easy! You just go POW! POW POW POW! Done! Where’s the fun in that?”
“I know you wouldn’t have done it. But do not get any more thoughts like this, not while the issue is sensitive. We wouldn’t want you bothered with too many investigations, now would we?”
“Okay, I’m going to give you to the count of 100 to tell me something interesting before I go for class. One hundr- Time’s up!”
And with that, she ran past her in light-form, on her way past… Oh! Flood, and Connor! A quick punch to Flood’s face, and a quick theft of someone’s tray, and she was out of there!