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This is Cat Grant, reporting from Taipei,

where the historic peace summit

between South Rhelasia and North Rhelasia

has completely broken down.

As a last resort, Prime Minister Tseng of South Rhelasia

and North Rhelasia's General Singh Mann Li

have agreed to bring in an independent arbitrator.

But who is it?

Speculation has run from the Secretary General of the United Nations

to Superman.

But the man of steel seems unlikely,

as I'm told the arbitrator is due to arrive by car, not cape,

at any moment.

- Aqualad. - Red Arrow.

I need access to the Justice League's database

and the exact height of the League of Shadows Assassin known as Cheshire.

Checking.

Cheshire is 1.67 meters.

Um...

She is 5'6".

And exceptionally dangerous.

Do you require back-up?

Please, the last thing I need is the Junior Justice League.

Just our computer.

Good luck, my friend.

Aqualad out.

The arbitrator has arrived.

Did you get that? Did you get the shot?

Aah!

- Yah! Yah! - Uhh!

Yah!

Uhh!

Uhh!

Don't move.

We have just witnessed an assassination attempt live.

Thankfully, no one seems to have been hurt,

including our mystery arbitrator.

Lex Luthor?

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We have confirmation.

This one's Green Arrow's pal, Speedy.

It's Red Arrow now.

He must be questioned.

Lex Luthor vouches for him, Captain.

Release the sidekick.

Ex-sidekick.

And I don't need any favors from you.

Apologies. I didn't realize you wished

to join the young lady behind bars.

You may have everyone here fooled, Luthor,

but I know what you are.

Oh, I don't pretend to be an angel.

It just so happens that this time I'm on the side of the angels.

The violence outside has not helped the peace process.

Hiring assassins, Li?

Had you no one among your own troops

to do the North's dirty work?

I need no assassins, tseng.

Such is the method of a Southern coward.

Tensions are running high

and troops are massing on the border between the 2 countries.

Right now, Lex Luthor seems to be the best, or only, hope for peace.

Why should either side trust you?

Because lexcorp is a company founded on peaceful enterprise

for all humanity.

Cut the act, Luthor.

I've got intel into lexcorp's show companies

to the sale of weapons in both Rhelasias.

You're profiting off this war.

So what's your angle?

War income is pocket change

compared to the billions to be made investing

in a peaceful, united Rhelasia.

And isn't it better to have peace,

even if that scoundrel Lex Luthor profits from it?

That scoundrel may not survive to profit.

Cheshire failed,

but the league of shadows won't stop

until the contract is fulfilled.

Which does beg the question,

who hired the League?

And were you really the target?

Or was your death just a convenient way

to sabotage the summit?

Allow me to hire you to find out.

Your money has blood on it,

and I'm not here to make a buck.

Ha ha ha.

So you'll provide your services, but for free?

I could live with that, Hero.

Now, excuse me,

I have a hemisphere to save.

Gentlemen, gentlemen.

Shall we attempt some smiles for the camera?

Jealous much?

All right, all right.

Ready for school?

I made our lunches.

The first day of a scholastic season

carries great cultural resonance.

We want to wish you both well.

Guess it's not a Kryptonian thing.

You may wish to change before you depart.

Ah, I spent hours choosing this outfit.

What do you think?

Can M'gann M'orzz pass as an Earth girl now?

Well...

Just kidding. Meet Megan Morse.

What's your new name?

My what?

I chose the name John Jones for myself

and suggested John Smith for Red Tornado.

You could be a John, too.

Pass.

Conner's always been my favorite name.

A last name will also be required.

Perhaps Kent.

Oh, in memory of Dr. Fate,

the late Kent Nelson.

Of course.

Ok. Sure.

I guess it would be an honor or something.

Well, Conner Kent, time to change your shirt.

You don't want to reveal your identity.

Will this work?

Heh. Works for me.

Wait, shouldn't I be Conner Nelson?

They grow up so fast.

Aren't you going to ask me anything?

I think you know what I'm after.

I do, actually.

Do you? Who hired you?

Shadows.

Who hired them?

I don't ask.

What's the end game?

The peace summit or Luther himself?

2 birds, one stone.

Hey, where are your little sidekick friends?

They're always fun to play with.

Especially archery girl. I like her.

She--they--aren't in my League.

And you think you're in mine?

Where's Green Arrow when you really need him?

I don't.

Sure about that?

Oh, no.

Ugh! It had to be you.

Beggars can't be choosers, little girl.

Coming?

Ahh.

I admire persistence, but...

Go, go!

Are you even trying to ditch this guy?

I really hate to admit it,

but he has a point.

Uhh!

Because I'm a professional, I won't kill you.

At least not while we're on the job.

You wouldn't have this job if not for me.

Grow up already.

The evening's agenda

was to create strife between nations,

not my assassins.

Master.

And client.

So twice disappointed in your failure.

Luthor has been a thorn in my side for too long.

Peaceful countries rarely call upon the League of Shadows.

Ra's al Ghul?

So I expect better outcome,

less interference from that boy.

Perfect.

I hear you go by Red Arrow now.

Ha. More like Broken Arrow.

Ah! Hey!

What?

Explain this.

Why?

What's your problem?

Put my man Marvin down.

I don't think he likes my shirt.

Your shirt's fine.

Everyone's shirt is fine.

Someone's fine.

Hi. We're new. I'm Megan Morse.

This is Conner Kent.

Double allitfration. I like it.

Ok, time to get to homeroom, gang.

Conner!

I'm gonna...

Hi, I'm Wendy.

I was new last year, so I know how hard it is to fit in.

But you look like instant bumble bee material to me.

Cheerleaders. The Bumble Bees.

Tryouts are after school.

Thanks. I'll be there.

Dude, facing down Mal Duncan?

Fierce!

Not too bright, but fierce.

Uhh!

It's me.

I may possibly be in over my head.

The League of Shadows wants you dead.

Doesn't every League?

It's not just Cheshire, it's Sportsmaster

and Ra's al Ghul himself.

I can't say I'm surprised.

Ra's is something of a competitor of mine.

Then maybe I should stand aside

and watch you two take each other out.

Your stab at pragmatism is, well, adorable,

but the summit and the peace are at stake. Remember?

We'll increase security.

Though, if the Shadows think you're dead,

maybe we can surprise them.

I've got a better surprise.

If Lex Luthor's unknown strategy for peace fails,

the 2 Rhelasias are looking at all-out war before morning.

Who can tell me more about Rhelasia?

Marvin?

Well, Mr. Carr, it's...

Better than Fakeasia.

Anyone else?

Modern Rhelasia was created in 1855

and ruled by the Boquoon Dynasty

until it was divided by the Great Powers

into North and South Rhelasia after World War II.

Very good.

But why are they fighting?

They're all humans.

I mean, Rhelasians. Right?

Right on both counts, actually.

It's no different on Mars.

The White Martian minority are treated as second class citizens

by the Green majority.

Of course, I'm green,

but that doesn't make it right.

The unification is unthinkable!

Our peoples no longer have anything in common.

Gentlemen, this is mere rhetoric.

Despite your differences,

you still share an appreciation for many things,

such as the exquisite art of the Rhelasian tea ceremony.

That is far enough...

Cheshire.

- Yah! - Aah!

It's over, Cheshire.

You would think so.

Take Sportsmaster.

Cheshire's mine.

So territorial, and only our third date.

Uhh!

Ahh! Ahh!

You called one of your little sidekick friends.

But didn't you tell me they weren't in your League?

Uhh!

Ok, Megan, you're up.

Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee.

Hornets, hornets, can't be beat.

Bzz-ting.

Ow!

How'd I do?

I thought you did great.

And I'm really sorry about this.

Ahh!

Grr.

Conner, no!

Uhh! Ahh!

Sorry. It's a stupid initiation ritual

that I wish my teammates would abandon.

Wait. Initiation ritual?

Hello, Megan.

That means I made the team.

Um, I did, right?

You're a Bumble Bee, girl.

Thank you! Thank you!

Thank you!

So, is that your boyfriend?

'Cause he's hot, but kind of a freak.

You're carrying my books?

What, you want them to get wet?

Not bad, Lad.

Better than your team did at Santa Prisca

- and Bialya. - How did you--

Let's just say I have an inside source.

Very inside.

Aqualad, let's end this.

Ahh!

Aah!

Mercy.

Uhh!

Gives new meaning to the arms race, doesn't she?

That technology is most impressive.

We owe you our lives, sir.

They owe him their lives?

Yes, quite a coup for Lex Luthor.

Under his leadership, North and South Rhelasia

are signing a treaty,

which could eventually lead to reunification.

I can't believe we just did a solid for Lex Luthor.

Not for Luthor, for peace.

Beyond that, if Ra's and the League of Shadows

wanted to sabotage the summit,

the signing of the treaty renders their contract moot.

It is over. Is it?

I heard what Sportsmaster said.

Do you really think there's a mole on your team

feeding him intel?

I cannot rule out the possibility.

I will investigate quietly. Not tell them?

I don't not want the unit unraveling over baseless suspicions.

And if there is a mole,

I have no wish to tip him or her off.

Good luck with that.

One moment, my friend.

Tonight you could have called Green Arrow for help,

or the Justice League.

Instead, your first instinct was to call the cave.

You're right.

The team deserves... Has my respect.

I'm still getting used to this solo act stuff,

but if you need me,

I'll be there.

That went well.

Both Li and Tseng were quite impressed with Mercy's equipment

and are quite literally buying into the peace.

our plan to ensure the eventual reunification of Rhelasia

under Lexcorp's political and economic guidance

is a success.

And thus, another corner of the world

sees the light.

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