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Parallels	By : sirensoundwave Category: DC Verse Cartoons > Young Justice Views: 3184 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Plot and anything you don't recognize, mine. Everything else (Young Justice or any characters licensed by DC) belongs to their respective creators/writers/artists. Just know I make no profit off of this and shut up about it...m'kay?

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Hewwo! It was a bitch to find the right song (there were like 5 I came up with) for Miss Martian’s chapter but Linkin Park’s The Catalyst won out. Before we continue, a few author’s notes and mailbag answers. So this chappie will be a scosche longer than the others. For some reason everyone keeps PMing me instead of reviewing. Whateves. As long as you’re reading my story it’s all good.
For the most part.
For starters, the avatars. Robin’s I explained in “Perfect”. Bats doesn’t need one, he’s hacked the game. Ultraman is the big boss of the Crime Society of America, an evil parallel twin deal to the Justice League of America. Supes pulled his avatar name out of his ass. Kaldur doesn’t much like computers if they aren’t mission related; neither does Aquaman. Artie’s avatar is supposed to have an at sign but I realized afterwards that FFnet read it as a link and deleted it. It’s suppose to say Al1ce“at”La$t. Yes PeridotBunni is Ollie’s avatar which will be explained. I just dunno when. For now, just know that a peridot is a green gemstone.
Yes, the quote he carved is the Mad Hatter’s chest is a quote from the 2009 Burton movie said by the Mad Hatter. Except the last word.
Yes KSK, Karuselo de Sonĝoj kaj Koŝmaroj, is the MMORPG Tucker created in my first story. Yes Dr. Fate researched the same Dr. Jasmine Fenton from that story as well. I always intended to bridge the two stories together it’s just the characters won’t meet for a while. For this reason, I didn’t list it as a crossover. Elements from the previous story will continue to bleed through.
I will not name flamers. You know who you are, so I ask you: If I have done such a poor job portraying the characters and my writing is so god awful, why are you brain damaged enough to have kept reading this long? Just wondering, yo. If you’re reading this now, there is something wrong with you. Get some help, please. I am not sneaking into houses or jumping people who have smartphones with a gun. Nor is this a mandatory high school reading assignment. See the back button? Click it. It will take you to other stories. I swear.
I did warn everyone that I would be messing with certain things about our heros and villians. Why? So much of everyone’s backstory in the YJverse is missing, it’s easy to fill in the blanks. The writers have left it that way for future plot development or for us to assume on our own based on the versions we know best.
Also, because I can. Nyah.
Anybody bitching about the songs I decide on obviously didn’t read the AN in chapters 1 and 2 so...I don’t really care what you have to say. Sorry. I do thank those trying to be helpful with suggestions or who wanted to know my view and politely asked. You guys rock.
I know I forgot the last two disclaimers. My bad ; )
Now, this will be a bit of a history lesson. I’m not ecstatic about the time skip but there things from it I find cool and will use. Some are DC canon and were gonna be in here anyhow. Here we go.
Plot and anything you don't recognize, mine. Everything else belongs to their respective creators/writers/artists. There are too many to list. Just know I make no profit off of this and shut up about it...m'kay?
Chapter 12
The Catalyst
God save us everyone,
Will we burn inside the fires of a thousand suns?
For the sins of our hands,
The sins of our tongues,
The sins of our fathers,
The sins of our young.
No!
And when I close my eyes tonight,
To symphonies of blinding light!
God save us everyone,
Will we burn inside the fires of a thousand suns?
Ooh!
Like memories in cold decay,
Transmissions echoing away,
Far from the world of you and I,
Where oceans bleed into the sky!
M’gann realized very quickly that she had Robin’s aura echoing around her. It felt the same as it did when she could still sense others. The feeling of being lonely even among good friends and constantly having to live up to what others expected in a bizarre parody of proving she wasn’t what others thought were things they had in common. It started for her about 50,000 earth years ago. Give or take a century.
No, M’gann wasn’t that old but she may as well have been. It was the beginning of the Great War, White Martians’ descent into second class citizenry and the events that made her human friends the way they are. Because of a few, many were condemned and many more were forever lost. And she bore the weight of transgressions that were not her own.
At first, both white and green martians co-existed peacefully. They studied the universe together. When earth began to show signs of becoming a sister civilization, many awaited the day humanity evolved enough to meet and understand them. Some however were not content to wait. Some wanted results sooner.
In these days, humans had become modern looking but had yet to develop much beyond their primate mentally. Some scientists, white and green, began to study earth more closely hoping to learn more about where the race was going evolutionarily. Some got a little more handsy than others. A group of White Martians decided to experiment on early man trying to unlock their potential. The results of their first foray? Vandal Savage.
He had been a caveman who first encountered a meteor directed to earth by her ancestors. The radiation gave him immortality. It as more of a cosmic fluke than an experiment but it gave them the idea to go forward. Working in secret, knowing how they would be judged on their home world, the scientists repeated the process in more controlled instances. It was tortuous and caused the deaths of almost half the population before the mutation known as the metagene appeared in a stable fashion.
This rapid decline caused the homeworld to take notice. The scientists declared that White Martians were mentally superior because of their successes and abilities. That they should rule Mars. The Great War they started forced many who were non-violent to fight against their neighbors as everyone was swept up in the pandemonium. In the end, a planet that was once a 50/50 split was now 30/70 in the green martians favor. The war ended but it’s legacy lived on.
Physical appearance was only one reason she was spat upon on her homeworld. It became the general belief that White Martians were prone to evil deeds. That if not kept in their place, they would rise up and destroy the Green Martians in revenge for halting their take over. Her family tried to shield her from the hate as best they could. They told her that being born a white martian did not make one evil. One day, everyone would see that and peace their ancestors knew would return.
But she knew it wouldn’t. Not in her lifetime. Hearing stories of the Martian Manhunter on Earth gave her an idea. He had dozens of brothers and sisters still on Mars and hundreds of nieces and nephews. She could leave Mars and assume the role of one of these nieces. No one would know right? She’d have a chance to be free on the planet with so many other races of the same species existing together.
She was wrong on both accounts. For all their diversity, human history proved them to be no better than her own people when judging others without even knowing them and it terrified her. She hid herself as part of the caucasian race because they were least likely to be persecuted. It made her sick to have only succeeded in shifting from oppressed minority to a supposedly oppressive majority with her disguise. Both identities she assumed on Earth made her feel as though she was betraying her family on Mars. Then, “Uncle” Jonn found out she was a fraud.
Before she could take the Bioship and run away, he stopped her and told her he had always known. That he was not angry with her, only saddened that a child would be driven so far by fear and scorn from their own people. That he was honored to have such a brave strong niece. A person, not their physical appearance, determined their own character. Then things were alright. Another lie.
Only Connor accepted her for what she really looked like without flinching. He loved her for who she was, not her appearance. She knew the rest of the team was just caught off guard when she revealed herself but it wasn’t the same. She could feel faint echoes of hurt and betrayal from them that day. Even though they had since vanished, they had still been there. And Uncle Jonn well...
He trusted and believed in her. Not white martians in general. She had proven to be an exception to the rule he had been taught all his life. As desperately as he wanted to dismiss those prejudices, he couldn’t. Not all the way.That hurt the most; she wanted to know why. It made her feel literally like an alien in her own skin.
So, she relished the time she could just be like everyone else. Be someone else. Be Bishojo IronchefShiroiKo, owner of a successful restaurant in the world of Karuselo de Sonĝoj kaj Koŝmaroj.
*I am bum...bum...bum...a line break!*
Jonn J’onzz felt the intense self loathing and fear of rejection rolling off of his niece. All the things her powers helped her hide and now were bared for all with the faintest of psychic power. He at first thought they were merely Robin’s aura echoing over her own but soon saw that the feelings were so similar it just felt that way. He instantly began to question the course of action they had taken to monitor the children. Especially after witnessing Artemis unleashing the tempest that had been brewing inside young Kaldur. The one who had seemed most mentally stable.
He was already uncomfortable invading her online sanctuary. As Bishojo IronchefShiroiKo (Literally Beautiful Girl Iron Chef White Child, a nod to her true heritage a White Martian) she ran a restaurant avatars came from far and wide to dine in. Her food, when prepared well, helped her patron’s level up and gain new abilities. Her species was a Culinary Mage who could truly make magic in the kitchen. In order to attain her status as a restaurant owner, she had competed against hundreds of others demonstrating her skills at cooking, management in the kitchen (she employed other users) and problem solving using knowledge of in game characters’ strengths and weaknesses when it came to ingredients.
For example, she could not cook the same dish to serve for extra life points in a goblin as she would serve to a yeti. It would probably kill the goblin. A certain root that when boiled granted humans super strength for several days would be lethal to them if added to a stir fry or salad uncooked. Powdered, it made fairies fall into a deep sleep and rendered werewolves unable to retain their full form for a month. Frivolous things really but he had noticed that the increased mental exercise made her sharper on missions. In truth, it had done so far all the children who had accounts.
Without her shield, he knew she was afraid that she was a traitor to her fellow White Martians. That she was ashamed of the mistakes her ancestors made but bitter at their suffering. She could not understand why he claimed to be tolerant yet only felt that way about her. It was simple really. He knew M’gann to be a good person. That was it. To blindly accepted that every White Martian was as kind as her made as much sense as assuming they were all evil except for her. If it was one thing living on Earth had taught him, it was that you don’t know anything about a person until you tried to befriend them. Or at least been civil to them. But even then everything was not always as it seemed.
He wanted to make her understand that. That he did not hate her or her race. That he knew people’s personas were as varied as the stars in the sky. Trust could not exist in a vacuum, it had to be mutual if a relationship has any hope of lasting. Jonn knew that he trusted her but she still feared abandonment.
It was part of the reason she and Connor had latched onto each other. It had since developed beyond that but the two of them were similar to Robin. The difference was he kept others at a distance despite his friendly demeanor. The two of them had sought out another suffering from an identity crisis in order to lift one another up not drag each other down. He gave her the strength to continue on. She gave him the serenity not to cause destruction on a massive scale when upset. They gave each other hope.Their mental bond constituted marriage on Mars but he doubted she knew that.
But as things were progressing, it was another thing he’d have to share with her and soon. He was starting to see all their lives may depend upon being honest about their fears and pasts.
*I am bum...bum...bum...a line break!*
/Yes! Two converts!/
/But we’re still stuck with seven other pairs of morons./
/Six and a half. One doesn’t really count./
/Not to you./
/...you’re never going to let that go are you?/
/Hell no!/
/For affinity sake...you wanna fight for him, fine. Just remember, you fucked it up the first time. You were the moron. He’s finally to the point he can let someone into his heart again. It just might not be you. It might be that mortal girl. She likes him too./
/Yes because that will work out fantastically, watching her wither away. She’s damaged goods anyhow. He needs someone with self-esteem, that can take char--/
BAM!
The room turned to see Gabriel flat on his back and glaring at his sister. Sylphine was standing over him eyes brimming with tears as he nursed his bleeding nose.
“I’m soo sorry Gabriel! I saw a spider on your face! You know I’m ascared of them!” She wailed. “Let me fix it.” She added innocently.
/You little bitch./
/Takes one to know one. It wasn’t nearly as hard as I could have hit you. I can fix it for you./
/Yeah, I’ll bet you can./
“It’s okay Syl. I got it.” He groaned. A soft purple glow covered the hand over his nose and the blood stopped.
GL wondered why he couldn’t have been that gentle with him.
Wally glared at the boy like no tomorrow, but went unnoticed. Mostly.
Dr. Fate had been watching all three of them with suspicion.
*I am bum...bum...bum...a line break!*
Now you know why Miss M is the way she is and how a member of the light came to be (my interpretation anyway) Megan and Jonn are the most willing to overcoming their barriers, yay! Sylphine shows she’s not so sweet when you make her mad (betcha thought it was her ranting) and Nabu begins to suspect the twins are a bit off. Rocket will be next followed by Zatanna, then Kid Flash. Yes the order is important. If you want a ranking of relationships explored so far...
1. Miss M/ Manhunter: Most likely to mend first.
2. Artemis/Green Arrow: She wants a dad, he wants a daughter. Both are stubborn.
3. Robin/Batman: Two emotionally stunted people who need help communicating.
4. Aqualad/Aquaman: Trust issues abound.
5. Superboy/Superman: FEMA level disaster requiring divine intervention; which has been received.
Stay tuned! Sirensoundwave out.
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