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- Dr. Desmond, you require an audience with the light?

- Yes. Very sorry to disturb you at this late hour.

- Just make your report.

- Of course. Ahem.

Well, we had a small fire here at project Cadmus.

The origin of the incident is still unclear, but it seems to

Have attracted some...

Unwanted attention.

3 sidekicks--Robin, Aqualad, and Kid Flash--

Breached security.

They found and released the weapon, the Superboy.

Of course the clone is under our telepathic control and as

Ordered turned against his would-be liberators.

The 3 are contained, and we don't believe The League knows

They're here.

Uh, what should I do with them?

- Clone them.

The substitutes will serve the light and only the light.

- And the originals?

- Dispose of them.

Leave no trace.

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Young Justice - Season 1, Episode 2 "Fireworks"

- Time runs short.

You must awaken.

You must awaken now!

- What? What do you want?

Quit staring. You're creeping me out.

- Uh, KF, how about we not tick off the guy who can fry

Us with a look?

- Prepare the cloning procedure for the new project

Sidekick now.

- Almost done here, doc.

- Where's the weapon?

- Superboy? He carried the intruders to

The cloning chamber.

- We have genomorphs for that!

Get the weapon back in its pod now!

- I don't see the harm in letting the kid

Stretch his legs.

- Don't you now?

[hiss]

- That clone belongs in a cage!

- We only sought to help you.

- Yeah. We free you, and you turn on us.

How's that for grat--

- Kid, please, be quiet now.

I believe our new friend is not in full control

Of his actions.

- Wha--what if-- what if I wasn't?

- He can talk?

- Yes, he can.

- Not like I said, "it."

- The genomorphs taught you telepathically.

- They taught me much.

I can read, write.

I know the names of things.

- But have you seen them?

Have they ever actually let you see the sky or the sun?

- Images are implanted in my mind, but no.

I have not seen them.

- Do you know what you are, who you are?

- I am the Superboy, a genomorph, a clone made from

The DNA of the Superman, created to replace him should

He perish, to destroy him should he turn from the light.

- To be like Superman is a worthy aspiration, but like

Superman, you deserve a life of your own beyond that

Solar suit, beyond your pod, beyond Cadmus.

- I live because of Cadmus!

It is my home!

- Your home is a test tube.

We can show you the sun.

- Uh, pretty sure it's after midnight, but we can show

You the moon.

- We can show you, introduce you to Superman.

- No, they can't.

They'll be otherwise occupied.

Activate the cloning process.

- Pass. Batcave's crowded enough.

- And get the weapon back in its pod!

- Hey. How come he gets to call Supey an it?

- Help us.

- Don't start thinking now.

[hiss]

See, you're not a real boy.

You're a weapon, and you belong to me!

Well, to Cadmus. Same thing.

Now get back to your pod!

- Aah! - Unh!

[all groaning]

- Where's dubbilex?

Ooh! Lurking as usual.

Get the g-gnomes downloading their memories.

When that's done

delete the source material.

[screaming]

- Superboy, you live.

That gives you the right to follow your own path.

A weapon or a person, the choice is yours, but ask

Yourself, "what would Superman do?"

[boom]

- I told you to get back to your--

- Don't give me orders.

- You here to help us or fry us?

- Huh. I don't seem to have heat vision, so I suppose

Helping is my only option.

- Ahh. Finally!

Lucky Batman isn't here.

He'd have my head for taking so long.

- Seriously, that's what you're worried about?

The whole League will have our heads after tonight.

- Free Aqualad.

I'll get kid mouth.

- Don't you give me orders either.

- Thank you.

- You--you'll never get out of here!

I'll have you back in pods before morning.

- That guy is not whelmed, not whelmed at all.

- What is it with you and this whelmed thing?

- Activate every genomorph in Cadmus.

[hissing]

- We are still 42 levels below ground, but if we can

Make the elevator...

[growling]

[growling]

- Aah!

- Superboy, the goal is escape, not to bury

Ourselves here.

- You want escape?

Aah!

I--I'm falling.

Superman can fly.

Why can't I fly?

- Don't know, but it looks like you can leap tall

Buildings in a single bound.

Still cool.

- Thank you.

- Guys, this will have to be our exit.

- Turn left, brother.

- Go left! Left!

- Turn right.

- Right!

- Great directions, Supey.

You trying to get us repodded?

- No. I don't understand.

- Don't apologize. This is perfect!

[growling]

- At this rate, we'll never get out.

- Shh. Listen.

[shriek]

- Someone--Robin, I'd wager--hacked our systems,

Deactivating internal security cameras, but he neglected

The motion sensors.

The genomorphs are closing in.

They're all coming out in here.

We have them cornered.

Ohh! He hacked the motion sensors.

- I hacked the motion sensors.

- Sweet. Still plenty of them between us and out.

- But I've finally got room to move.

- More behind us.

- We'll cut them off at sub-level 1.

- We'd better, or the board will have our heads, my head.

I need to get something from project Blockbuster

Just in case.

I'll meet you at sub-level 1.

- Oh, crud.

- We're cut off from the street.

- Thanks. My head hadn noticed.

- Can't hack this fast enough.

[growling]

This way!

- Perhaps for the sake of all genomorphs, our brother

Superboy should make up his own mind.

- It was you.

- Yes, brother. I set the fire and lured your new friends

Down into Cadmus, woke them when they were in danger...

- And guided me. Why?

- Because you are our hope, the genomorph hero.

You will blaze a trail for all our brothers, showing us

The way to freedom.

- What's going on?

- What is your choice, brother?

- I...Choose...Freedom.

- Feels like fog lifting.

- Guardian?

- Go. I'll deal with Desmond.

- I think not.

Project Blockbuster will give me the power to restore order

To Cadmus.

[groaning]

[growling]

- [growling]

- Everyone back!

Aah!

- Arrgh!

- Ok. That's one way to bust through the ceiling.

- You think lab coat planned that?

- I doubt he is planning anything anymore.

- [growling]

- Learned that one in kindergarten.

- Unh!

- Aah!

- Unh!

- Of course.

KF, get over here!

- Got it? - Got it.

- Go!

- Got your nose.

- Superboy, Aqualad!

- Come and get me, you incredible bulk!

Ohh!

- This one and that one.

- Sorry. Try again.

- Ha!

- [roaring]

- Move!

[beeping]

- [roars]

- We did it.

- Was there ever any doubt?

- See? The moon.

Oh. And Superman.

Do we keep our promises or what?

- Is that what I think it is?

- He doesn't like being called an it.

- I'm Superman's clone.

- Start talking.

- [sighs]

Well, uh--we'll figure something out for you.

The League will, I mean.

For now, I'd better make sure they get that Blockbuster

Creature squared away.

- Cadmus will be investigated, all 52 levels, but let's make

One thing clear.

- You should have called.

- End results aside, we are not happy.

You hacked Justice League systems, disobeyed direct

Orders, and endangered lives.

You will not be doing this again.

- I am sorry, but we will.

- Aqualad, stand down.

- Apologies, my king, but no.

We did good work here tonight, the work you trained us to do.

Together on our own we forged something powerful, important.

- If this is about your treatment at the hall,

The 3 of you--

- The 4 of us, and it's not.

- Batman, we're ready to use what you taught us, or why

Teach us at all?

- Why let them tell us what to do?

It's simple.

Get on board or get out of the way.

- This cave was the original secret sanctuary

Of the Justice League.

We're calling it into service again.

Since you 4 are determined to stay together and fight

The good fight, you'll do it on League terms.

Red Tornado volunteered to live here and be

Your supervisor.

Black Canary's in charge of training.

I will deploy you on missions.

- Real missions?

- Yes, but covert.

- The League will still handle the obvious stuff.

There's a reason we have these big targets on our chests.

- But Cadmus proves the bad guys are getting smarter.

Batman needs a team that can operate on the sly.

- The 5 of you will be that team.

- Cool! Wait. 5?

- This is the Martian Manhunter's niece

Miss Martian.

- Hi.

- Liking this gig more every minute.

Welcome aboard. I'm Kid Flash.

That's Robin, Aqualad.

It's cool if you forget their names.

- I'm honored to be included.

- Hey, Superboy. Come meet miss M.

- I like your t-shirt.

- Today is the day.

- Cadmus changes today.

With Desmond out of the picture, the board's placed me

In charge.

Dr. Spence, you're acting chief scientist.

No more g-gnomes suppressing our wills, no more secret

Breeding projects.

This is a kinder, gentler Cadmus.

- Then I will of course help in any way I can, brother.

- Can the light afford to leave guardian in charge

Without the g-gnomes?

- We have subtler means of control.

What concerns me is the children.

We now know The League is willing to employ young heroes

To do their dirty work.

That's a dark twist.

- Yes, but one that can be played to our advantage.

Even the temporary loss of the weapon may prove useful.

Eventually everyone sees the light.

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