“Becca?”
She turned her head to Cheshire, mask over her face.
“Cheshire. Is everything ready?”
“Yes. Time to go little bird.”
Becca nodded, following Cheshire into place. Talia looked at her.
“Get hacking little bird. Du need to get us in.”
“Of course, master.”
Becca walked over to the computer, typing in a few commands. She nodded to the others, sending them through the Zeta Beam. She walked in when they were done. The JLA surrounded them, thanks to Becca's warning. Young Justice and Female Justice stood along the wall. Becca took her mask off, a smirk on her face.
“You tricked us!” Cheshire exclaimed.
“Heck yeah. My loyalties lie to the heroes. Which Du aren't.”
Cheshire pulled out one of her sias but the weapons aimed at her made her think twice. Dropping her weapon, Cheshire put her hands above her head. The JLA took the Hand under custody and Becca turned to the Zeta Beam, typing in a destination.
“You guys ready to go home?”

Mt. Justice

“This is all my fault,” Becca whispered.
Standing in front of them, Becca looked so vulnerable and sorry. They were about to forgive her when Erin spoke up.
“You're right Becca. This is your fault.”
“Erin!” Jade exclaimed.
“No. I'm going to speak because Becca needs to hear this.”
Erin turned away from both teams and looked back at the leader she had been talking to.
“Becca, because of you, we've been through Hell. We have been forced to make choices we never would have noticed. We take beatings, we have to keep searching for you, Du keep disappearing. Many times we've have saved you. Du don't trust us, though. No matter what happens next, Du keep your distance. Tell us why.”
“Erin stop!”
“Not this time! Du can't shelter her anymore Robin! Nothing Du say can change my mind; you've been keeping her safe. Now Du can't protect her.”
Erin looked back to her leader. Becca was crying without making any noise. Her arms were crossed over her chest, as if to ward off any Mehr pain. Her head was down and her body was shaking. But she still managed to stand.
“Becca. Tell us.”
sagte warrior looked up, opening her eyes. She didn't try to calm herself, just began to speak.
“You can't know,” she whispered. “If Du know, things will go wrong. And you'll have no control over any of it.”
“Becca, tell us!”
“I can't Erin! Your safety depends on my secrecy!”
“Tell us!”
“Fine! My name is Rebecca Devette! I am the sixth daughter of the criminal Anton Devette. He married my mother Kendra, who is Queen of Attalin. A haven for Wiccans and magic-using runaways. One night, Anton turned on my family. He killed seven of my sisters, all of my brothers. I thought he had killed my mother but she is alive. As is Fiore. Serepta took me to the human world when I was three. I used to be immortal. But when my adoptive parents died, I gave it up. I never meditated. I should be dead because of it. But something saved my life that day. I now have special abilities. I can generate force fields, I have enhanced senses. My mind is not only telepathic but telekinetic as well. I can see things from the future, but not on command. I also am close to invulnerable. As a result of gaining those powers, I Lost my trust of humanity. Although I've tried to regain it, it doesn't last long. Now that Du know, Du should leave me alone.”