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Second star!

♪ I'm just an average man ♪

♪ With an average life ♪

♪ I work from nine to five ♪

Everybody, I'm home!

♪ All I want Is to be left alone... ♪

Oh, hey. Don't forget we're going out with your folks tonight.

Oh, shit.

Where are we going?

Well, it's your mom's birthday.

- Damn it. - So I assume

she's expecting Magnolia.

- Magnolia? - Mm-hm.

It's Friday. We'll never get in there now.

You do realize you're a terrible son.

I know I'm the worst.

What's going on?

What the hell?

Anthony...

Mom?

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you.

There he is. Move it.

Hands behind your head.

Get down on your knees.

The sudden death of Alexander Luthor

continues to shock the world

as Superboy is detained in connection with Luthor's death.

Let's go.

An official statement from LexCorp does indeed confirm

that Superboy is and I quote,

"a genetic aberration,"

a weaponized combination of Superman

and the late Lex Luthor's genetic material.

Developed as a weapon,

and with great regret, it seems he has become just that.

In this journalist's opinion, I see a rush to judgement

against a young man that wears a symbol of justice.

Let me hope that in Metropolis,

once the facts are known, he can still receive it.

Oh, shit.

Uh, Dick?

You know what, I'm glad he killed Lex Luthor. Did the world a favor.

I heard he's some sort of medical experiment...

I can hear them.

People outside, what they're saying about me.

I didn't kill him, Dick.

It happened the way I said it did.

I know.

We're gonna get you out of here, Conner.

And find the people who did this.

I've never seen anything like that.

I didn't know that kind of power existed.

He was terrified.

No one should die like that.

Not even Lex Luthor.

How are they treating you in here?

Besides the Kryptonite?

Like I'm a murderer.

Like I'm the weapon I was created to be.

Lex was right.

All it takes is one mistake,

and you're the villain.

You didn't make a mistake.

You didn't do anything wrong.

And PD is just holding you here until they figure out what happened.

This isn't over.

Dick...

I--

Mr. Grayson, Miss Anders,

time is up.

We need to question it.

His name is Conner.

This is bullshit.

You don't have to answer anything.

Yeah...

I do.

It's okay.

I was born in a tube.

I'm used to being kept in a cage.

Mr. Grayson, we need--

Yeah, I heard you the first time!

Okay. All right.

Let's go.

You know, part of me wants to tell Conner

to just break out of this fucking place.

Hey, cool off.

Conner's doing what he needs to. Now it's our turn.

We need to find the person that killed Lex Luthor.

And I'm gonna stay on Conner, make sure he knows he's not alone.

I gotta show you something.

What?

You sneaking pics of me, Grayson?

I wish.

Lex Luthor.

When Conner got arrested, I did a brute-force hack on his personal computer.

I found some of these and an address.

Why was he watching me?

I don't know. Wanna find out?

I'm bringing Rachel to Lex's penthouse.

See what she can find.

Good magic versus bad magic?

Bruce never thought there was any difference.

Based on what Conner saw, I'm starting to understand why.

Address sent.

Okay.

Kory, be careful.

- It could-- - Be a trap. What's new?

Hear the one sound in the noise, they say.

All right.

Okay.

Just... just hear the one sound in the noise, Tim.

Oh, Jesus!

Come on.

Oh! Jesus!

I thought...

You were behind me, man.

- I know. - Oh, my...

Should've seen your face.

When you're tracking someone, don't lock into what you heard.

Keep your senses open.

Everything in the environment has a message.

I would appreciate if you didn't tell Dick

I almost pissed myself.

Done.

Oh, Jesus

Did you hear that?

What?

Gar...

- Wait here. - Gar?

Gar? Hey, wait!

Give up.

Gar!

Gar!

Access denied.

Come on.

Incorrect password. Access denied.

Come on. Come on, come on!

For an evil lair...

that's a pretty weak lock.

I bet you're wondering why I'm here.

And what I know.

I know this is one of Lex's little tree houses.

I know...

...that my friend Conner has been accused of murdering him.

And that's bullshit.

And I know Luthor has been researching me.

Since you're here, I'm going to assume you know why.

My name is Nelson Blake.

I didn't ask you that.

And I'm done asking any questions.

Speak.

It wasn't just Luthor.

The whole LexCorp inner circle died last night,

choking on their own blood.

I'm the only one who's still alive.

I came here looking for answers.

I don't know why Luthor was researching you.

Maybe... maybe he thought you could help him.

Help him with what?

Nelson...

There is absolutely nothing LexCorp can do to you later

that I won't do to you right now.

Help him with what?

Okay. Luthor's illness changed him.

He withdrew.

None of us had any personal contact with him for over a year.

It was rumored he got caught up in the occult.

Surrounded himself with a bunch of advisers.

He stopped fighting the disease and started fighting death itself.

What kind of advisers?

Doctors. Healers.

Some archaeologist woman.

- Nelson? - Do you hear that?

Hear what?

It... it sounds like chanting.

Nelson?

Help me. Please!

Gross.

All right, let's go. We've gotta be quick.

They cleaned the crime scene.

Whatever happened here, they wanna hide it.

They can't hide it from me.

Yeah, Conner was right.

Someone used magic.

How do you know?

Because all magic leaves a trace.

In the physical world, things pass.

But beyond the veil, things remain...

like echoes.

So, I should be able to get a sense of whoever did this.

This is where Alexander died.

Rachel...

Rachel!

What did you see?

I don't know who did it, but I've seen where they've been.

Come on.

Gar.

- Gar? - I heard voices in my head.

Did you see anything?

No...

You ran off, and then I found you here.

What did the voices say?

I--

Not sure.

Dick wants us to meet him and Rachel.

Gar?

Yeah.

Mom, what're you doing?

Come on. You're supposed to stay off that leg

- a couple more weeks they told. - Okay. Sebastian. Okay!

- Oh. - Okay.

Oh. So, how is Julie?

You never bring her by. I like her.

- Mom-- - She's good for you.

Julie's busy, Mom.

She sends her love though.

Well, a good man deserves a good woman by his side.

Yeah?

I want to be a great man, Mom.

Oh.

I find that its crumbly texture really holds up in--

Yes, I said that Miss Miller is in the audience looking very pretty in a red hat.

- man 1: I see it. - man 2: Oh, there she is, yeah.

I didn't tell you, Mom. I've got a big meeting coming up.

- Oh? - About my interactive experience.

I'm close to finding the funding.

I think they really understand what I'm trying to do.

Anyway, if it works out--

There's nothing my Sabby can't do when he puts his mind to it. Hm?

Mom...

Oh. Already seen this one.

Yeah, but it's a good one.

...you got my number, Miss Miller.

Thanks, Mom.

- This is what I saw. - In your vision?

That address, this house.

Stay close. We don't know what we're gonna find.

She has visions?

She didn't tell me she had visions.

♪ I'm so alone... ♪

♪ Don't have nobody To call my own ♪

♪ Please turn on Your magic beam ♪

♪ Mr. Sandman Bring me a dream ♪

♪ Mr. Sandman Bring me a dream ♪

♪ Make him the cutest That I've ever seen ♪

♪ Give him the word That I'm not a rover ♪

♪ Then tell him that his Lonesome nights are over... ♪

♪ I'm so alone ♪

♪ Don't have nobody To call my own ♪

♪ Please turn on Your magic beam ♪

Rachel.

What do you sense?

Loss.

- ♪ Mr. Sandman♪ - ♪ Yes? ♪

♪ Bring us a dream ♪

♪ Give him a pair of eyes ♪

♪ With a come-hither gleam Give him... ♪

Dick.

Oh.

Oh, Jesus!

Go watch the front door.

- Hey. You heard him, buddy. - Mm-hm.

They got it from here. Come on.

You heard that?

Rachel!

I think she's in shock. She might be seizing.

Hey.

No, she's in a nightmare. He left her this way.

I'm calling the paramedics.

No! No, no, no, wait. I can help her.

Trust me.

All right.

It's okay. It's okay.

My name is Raven. What's yours?

Aria.

Hi, Aria.

Mommy and Dad?

I know. Hey, everything is gonna be all right.

I'm gonna get you out of here.

It's him.

Bone-faced man.

Okay. I won't let him hurt you.

Okay?

Just... stand up.

You're okay.

Shh.

Who are you?

Dick, what's happening?

Show me you face.

Rachel!

Raven!

Wrap your hands around me!

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey.

Hey. You're okay?

I saw him in the nightmare.

The man that killed Luthor.

I didn't see his face.

He's not far, but I don't know where he's hiding.

That sound, I never heard anything like that.

I have. It's the sound of dying animals.

You're safe. You're safe.

You're safe.

Luthor had files on you?

Yeah.

I preferred a world where Lex Luthor and I weren't a thing.

Something violating about knowing he was watching me.

If you wanted a window into his mind,

I could give you one.

He mentioned me?

No, but part of me knows how he thinks.

He is my father.

Lay it on me.

Lex was dying.

Dying men are careful with their time.

Sounds like he invested a lot of time into you, Kory.

Lex Luthor would never invest anything

without expecting a return.

That doesn't make me feel any better.

I didn't want it to. Whatever this is...

whatever he was doing, he believed that you were connected to it.

If I were you, I'd spend a lot of time thinking about how.

You can take the Luthor hat off now.

You're not him.

You have two fathers. Never forget that.

Two fathers...

one creator... made in his image.

I can hear everything that people here say about me.

They will never let me forget what I am.

Dick and Rachel are going to find out who is responsible for this.

Look me in the eye and tell me that will make a difference to the people outside.

You don't owe them a fucking thing.

Miss Anders.

Visitation time is up.

I'll stay if you want me to.

They'll have to drag me out of here, and we both know what'll happen.

No, it's okay.

Better play by the rules.

See where that gets you.

Kory.

Maybe you didn't find Lex's secret.

Maybe you found him searching for yours.

I think you'll find the retention rate will exceed expectation.

And as the game continues, it gets progressively more difficult.

Think Tetris, but on a infinitely larger scale.

With your fiscal support, of course.

Hm.

Uh...

The world is... is a brutal place.

It's...

It's cruel. Yeah.

People all... all smashed up...

against each other, millions of miles apart.

We don't share anything.

We're all so alone.

Mr. Sanger, forgive me, but...

It looks like you're just moving shapes around the screen.

I think I speak for my colleagues when I say,

I'm not certain where this is competitive.

Well, it's not. I mean not directly competitive.

The goal is...

The goal is not to foster competition amongst gamers,

it's to build community.

Mr. Sanger, your presentation was well told.

- And we love how passionate you are about your idea. - Yeah. Mm-hm.

But I'm going to change the world.

I just need your help.

I'm certain you are. It's just... not a great fit for us at this time.

We're in a competitive market, Mr. Sanger.

You have passion but we need more than that.

Mr. Sanger.

Okay.

Maybe he went to change the world.

Sushi for lunch?

Slaughterhouse.

Dying animals.

He's here, somewhere... close.

Did the knives and the blood bowl give it away?

Starfire and I run point. Rachel, keep sharp.

Collecting their blood.

Come out, come out, wherever you are.

Where are you?

It's Aria's father.

He's alive.

- Help me get him down. - Oh, gosh.

- This guy's alive too. Tim, give me a hand. - Got it.

Can you hear me? Hey.

We got you, buddy.

I know you're here.

Come out.

Get fucked.

Rachel.

Who are you?

Rachel?

Rachel.

- It's okay. It's okay, it's me. - He did that to himself.

I didn't do that to him. He did it to himself.

It's done now. That's all that matters.

No more nightmares.

What's wrong?

Um...

For a second, I felt...

something or someone.

It's gone now.

When the cops are done with this place,

they should burn it to the fucking ground.

Mom?

Mom. I didn't--

- [man on TV] And you have one child, right? - [woman] One child.

- [man] And you live in San Diego? - [woman] Right.

You are the son, yes?

We tried to reach you. She passed this morning.

I'm so sorry.

Take all the time you need here.

Again, I'm so sorry, Mr. Sanger.

Hey.

Doctors say your father will be okay.

Just needs a little bit more time.

My mom...

Nobody will tell me what happened to her.

But I saw her.

I know what happened.

I lost both my parents when I was about your age.

What I remember is how cold everything felt.

No matter what I did to get warm...

I couldn't.

And then a very strong man wrapped his jacket around me.

This jacket.

He told me... that time would make things better.

And it did. Here.

The girl that found me... Rachel.

She used magic like the nightmare man?

No, Aria, nothing like him.

You see there's good magic and bad magic.

The good magic always wins.

And keep the jacket.

Conner Kent, also known as Superboy,

has been exonerated from any responsibility

in the death of Alexander Luthor Jr.

While Mr. Kent was in custody for a crime he did not commit,

LexCorp has evaded all inquiry

into the circumstances around Luthor's death.

A death that was an apparent homicide

still without official definition.

We know who killed Lex Luthor.

Everyone knows you're innocent now.

Arthur Homewood, Lex Luthor's personal physician.

He promised him a lot more than just a cure.

He trusted a madman.

Whatever power Luthor was buying,

looks like Dr. Homewood wanted to keep it for himself.

I knew what people said about Lex.

What he did to me.

I just...

I never thought he was capable of this.

You're not him, Conner.

No matter how much he wanted you to be.

I never want to come back to Metropolis again.

No, he's got two.

It's your turn.

- Okay. Can I use this now? - Yes.

- Let's go. - What do you think is the better play here?

It's just a seven.

- Choose color. - Yellow.

You okay?

Deathstroke and evil Jason were one thing,

but what was in that slaughterhouse...

No more stops until we get to San Francisco.

We leave all that behind us.

And when all that shit stops getting to you,

that's when you know you got a problem.

Is that when one starts dressing like a bat?

Come on.

I'll quit then.

We're not alone.

Why is it never easy to leave this town?

This is just a hunch, but I'm gonna assume she's a bad guy.

- She killed Lex. - Are you certain?

It's not over till we stop her.

- Then let's finish this. - Suit up.

Conner, wait!

- Check on Rachel. - I got it.

Rachel?

Beast Boy!

Breathe.

Just breathe.

What happened?

You saved our ass.

Saved us from whom?

- Rachel. - Nightwing!

- Rachel. - What did she do to her?

No.

Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!

Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!

Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos.

Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!

Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos.

Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos! Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!

Azarath, Metrion...

♪ I have nobody ♪

♪ To kiss and hold me tight ♪

♪ I need somebody ♪

♪ Then things should be All right... ♪

Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!