Elsewhere, a beautiful young girl slept in Olympian splendor. Her long red-gold hair framed delicate and lovely features that were contorted in worry and fear as she tossed fitfully under gossamer sheets.
She arose and pressed her hands to her face. She was used to such dreams and knew very well how accurate her visions often were. She steeled herself for what must come and smoothed down the extremely tiny silver shift she customarily wore ever since her ascension to Olympus. She tied silvery sandals on her bare feet and hurried through the splendor of lost Olympus to find those who could help her.
Turning a corner, she passed ornate columns and magical pools until she found the palace of great Zeus himself. She was well known and thus was allowed to enter without any introductions. She presented herself before the throne room door of the King of Olympus.
Zeus sat regally next to his beautiful bride Hera. Beside him sat his own sire, the Titan called Chronos. Since the Titans of myth had been freed from their long imprisonment, they had lived in harmony with their Olympian heirs. Zeus smiled in affectionate greeting as the pretty woman entered. She curtseyed and he said, “My child, speak what thoughts disturb your brow.”
The woman said, “I have had dire visions of terrible danger to Earth and to us all. They center around… my mother, Thia. Her legions of other children hold powerful positions throughout the Earth, mayhaps throughout space. They seek to restore her. These other Children of the Sun — these demi-gods and demi-goddesses — are a danger to all. I beg you let me return to Earth and stop them. I seem all too strongly linked to them and feel that the responsibility for stopping their madness should be mine.”
Zeus was silent. “’Twas ever my goal for you to remain here among us; however, there is a justice to what you say. ‘Tis right that you seek out and end the threat of Thia’s other less benign offspring. I grant you this boon: return to Earth and use your gifts to stop the Children of the Sun, then return to us when you will, dear maid.”
The beauty called Lilith Clay smiled in appreciation and prepared to return to Earth.
Donna Troy shook her head. She had raced into the building just in time to see Doctor Light vanish in the arms of an elegantly dressed pair. “He escaped, yet he seemed frightened of his rescuers. They weren’t wearing the Light emblem, but they could still want him dead,” she said.
The Flash nodded. “I wonder if they left any type of energy signature when transporting that we could trace?”
Hawk said, “You sound like a physics student, all right.”
Arsenal and Robin greeted them. “I found more than just a would-be assassin,” said a pale Arsenal. “Cheshire — that’s her name. She and I go back a bit. The fact is, we were involved. She claims that we have a daughter named Lian.”
Donna gasped, “You’re joking!”
The Flash said, “And I thought I was fast.”
Hawk said, “Well, you always say you never miss.”
“OK, enough. There are kids in shorts around,” sputtered Arsenal.
Robin grinned. “She was pretty tough, too.”
“Donna, I have to check this out. Since the authorities will hold Jade — that’s her given name — then I have to do the right thing and — raise my child,” said Arsenal.
The Flash said, “Listen, pal, we’ll help you locate her. Even at reduced speed, I can provide doorstep delivery.”
They walked out slowly, with much to consider.
Hawk said, “You know, those creeps didn’t even give us a good workout.”
Gar Logan joked incessantly and weakly as he explained his need to depart to his friend Cyborg.
“I need a break. School is getting me down — so I can be closer to my grade point average. Mrs. Wormwood has it in for me,” he said.
Vic Stone sat up suddenly. “I know when you’re telling a lie. You turn a sorta off-green like bad cabbage. What’s really goin’ down?”
Gar hesitated. “I may have a lead on Steve Dayton’s location. Questor traced his financial use of certain resources to a Greek isle.”
Cyborg stood up slowly. “When do we leave?”
Gar said, “You don’t! You need to rest, to recover. It was my fault that you got so banged up to begin with.”
“I’m my own man, slash-PCU,” said Cyborg. “It wasn’t your fault. You can’t help the actions of Dayton just ’cause he’s family. I mean, look at me. My pop was so into science that he messed me up by that inter-dimensional research he did. Other folks died then, too, and a bit later when that thing tried to get back here. I blamed him, but even then it was just an accident. He never meant to hurt anybody. Same goes for Dayton. He’s ill. That don’t mean he’s free of any responsibility, but it sure means that you don’t have to carry his burden for him.”
Gar grinned. “You’re a regular Dr. Joyce Brothers — or is that Dr. the Neville Brothers?”
“Either way, I’m with you,” said Vic.
“She’s a doll,” cooed Donna Troy as Roy Harper cradled his nine-month-old daughter, Lian.
He grinned. “Yeah. She has my looks — and her mother’s manners.”
Robin replied, “I think you need to hold her head up a bit more.”
Hawk ignored the family moments to join Garth and Wally as they labored over an odd device.
“Being around Barry and Jay helped me some, but I wonder if this thing will detect the energy generated by the transporting thugs so we can trace them, or just make a good toasted cheese,” said Wally as his hands raced over the device.
Garth smiled. He had not felt much like talking since Tula’s death, but while he was with these longtime friends, he didn’t feel it necessary to say much.
Hawk said, “Talk, talk, talk. Come on, run something other than your mouth, West.”
Wally West said, “Witty banter between you and Nubia. That I want to see.”
Donna said, “Is she really sincere about representing Diana?”
Wally nodded and flipped a switch. “She has that no-nonsense Amazon demeanor, but I think she cared for Diana and wants to carry on her crusade. Not that I wouldn’t feel just as annoyed if some rarely seen cousin showed up to be Barry’s successor.”
Donna agreed. Still, she needed to meet Nubia face to face to settle things.
“Hey, it shows a faint energy trace, but how can you track the end of it?” asked Hawk.
Robin piped up, “Flash’ll just run to the end before it fades.”
Flash ruffled his hair. “Well said, Boy Wonder.”
Arsenal said, “Anybody know how to change a diaper? Is a kid this age even still in diapers?”
Flash took off at top speed as Donna helped her troubled friend.
Hawk said, “Diapers! Next thing you know, we’ll start a Titans daycare.”