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(OWL HOOTING)
- You two look adorable. - (CAMERA CLICKS)
I thought we were trying to be scary?
(LAUGHING) We're scary enough.
On the inside.
Ah, yes. We're freaks.
Can we get a picture with all the freaks?
Of course. Gather around everyone.
(QUACKING)
Fred Bugg is ready for the Happy Harbor High School Halloween dance.
No costume, Fred?
Fred Bugg's thought long and hard about Fred Bugg's Halloween costume,
and Fred Bugg believes... (CLICKING)
Forager is the perfect Halloween costume for Fred Bugg.
- Very crash. - (CAMERA CLICKS)
And your shell's healing nicely.
No costume, Victor?
I don't even know how you guys talked me into going to this thing.
Forager understands Victor Stone won't know any of the other teens.
- But... - That's the saving grace.
I can be a stranger crushing a costume but not an alien metal freak.
- Uh... - I know, I know.
Being a freak's a good thing.
(CHUCKLES) And the Halloween dance will be good fun.
DICK: Halloween's canceled.
Sorry guys, but we're going to Greater Bialya and we're going now.
We have a solid lead on Tara Markov.
I'm ready.
VIOLET: So am I.
Although I would prefer to change into my Halo clothes first.
Sorry Violet, I need you to stay here in case Vic needs another Halo cleanse.
See? Maybe being a potentially murderous freak
is not such a good thing after all.
But, but Brion...
He'll be all right.
I'll watch over these two. Go. Save Tara.
Bio Ship time!
(CLICKING) Good girl.
Violet, I want you to know...
No speeches, Prince, we're going. Now!
(WHIRRING)
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
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CONNER: Using the rotation of the Earth,
the Bio Ship should reach Greater Bialya within the hour.
May Forager drive?
Forager lives inside Bio Ship.
Forager and Bio Ship have a...
(CLUCKING)
...good relationship.
Well, that's great, but...
Okay, sure, you drive,
Good girl.
(CLUCKING)
What do we know and how do we know it?
What we know begins with these VR goggles,
manufactured by Gretchen Goode's Goode World Studios.
A friend of ours, Garfield Logan, learned the hard way,
that the goggles were designed to test for the meta-gene.
If the subject tests positive,
subliminal messages begin to brainwash the potential meta-human,
sending the subject to a specific location in the vicinity.
These locations seem to be depots,
trading posts for meta-teens.
As we speak, the Justice League and the team
are sending squads to take down all these depots simultaneously,
so one location can't tip off another.
We're hitting the depot in Greater Bialya.
Since when are we working for the League?
We're not, but Garfield gave the goggle intel to M'gann,
who took it to the League first.
Fortunately, she made sure we got the Bialyan gig
because of the Tara connection.
What is the Tara connection?
Intel from another source.
A tip that the Shadows handed Tara over to someone named Granny.
Unfortunately, Granny was too generic a term.
Could've meant anyone or anything.
But since Gar made the Goode goggles connection,
we now believe that Granny refers to Gretchen Goode's nickname
in the popular press, "Granny Goodness".
And remember Jakar Marlowe?
We thought he might have been killed by a Shadow wielding Geo-Force powers.
It turns out Marlowe worked for Goode R&D on the goggles.
Moreover, he was the buyer off record for a Goode shell company,
which purchased an abandoned mall in Greater Bialya,
one of the meta-depot locations the League hacked off the goggles.
We even found a list on the dark web
of merchandise available for purchase at this depot.
Note item 16, female, aged 15, Earth powers.
Tara.
JACE: You sure you two don't want to go to the dance?
Without Brion? No. No!
(SOBBING) I'm so sorry, Victor.
Hey, it's cool. I never wanted to go in the first place.
(SOBBING) Brion went on a mission without me.
(HYPERVENTILATING) What if he's hurt?
What if I never see him again? (GASPING)
Violet, you're hyperventilating.
You must try to stay calm.
VIOLET: (GASPING) How? How?
I once had a little girl.
Brushing her hair always seemed to relax her.
(STUTTERING) You had a little girl?
What happened to her?
It's a very sad story.
She was taken from me.
But let's focus on you now.
You be my little girl, just for tonight, all right?
Victor?
If you wouldn't mind?
Sure, pretend I'm not here.
That does feel nice.
But I don't understand what's happening to me.
I don't understand
any of this.
You are emotional. It is to be expected.
After all, you are a teenager,
full of teenage hormones.
These new feelings you have for Brion
will affect your natural body chemistry,
- will make you want to... - (VICTOR GULPS)
I know I said, "Pretend, I'm not here," but I am here. So...
So you can behave like a mature adult, Victor.
Violet is troubled.
- Vulnerable. - (WHIRRING)
I doubt the Mother Box that helped create her
was designed to cope with such feelings.
CONNER: Entering Greater Bialyan air space.
Bio Ship is already in camouflage mode. (CLICKING)
That's why I traded Sphere to M'gann.
Her squad is raiding a meta-depot in Utah,
where being spotted is less likely to create an international incident.
DICK: We're here.
Now lets get a closer look.
(BUZZING)
(BEEPS)
- Huh! - You in a sharing mood?
What? Oh yeah, sorry.
(GASPS)
JEFFERSON: That's a crowd, but they don't look too tough.
You're focused on the spectators, I'm more concerned about the security.
Queen Bee's meta-human enforcers.
Code named Onslaught.
MISTER BLISS: Willkommen, bienvenu, welcome.
I am your host, Mister Bliss.
And these are our first items up for bid.
In this corner...
Holocaust!
(ALL CHEERING)
And in that corner...
Tara!
Tara!
Brion Markov finds Brion Markov's sister.
This is a good day.
Just one problem.
This isn't just a depot. It's a fight club for meta-teen gladiators.
And sensors show they're all enslaved by control chips.
Not for long!
Look, I wasn't expecting this either, but you have to be...
Be patient? You cannot seriously expect me to walk away now.
No, but Psimon is down there.
He's a powerful psychic, and if you project strong emotions, he'll notice.
So can you stay whelmed or not?
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
I will follow your lead.
Good. Here's what we're gonna do.
(GROWLING)
Wolf? What's going on?
(GASPS)
- (GROWLS) - (VIOLET SCREAMS)
(WOLF WHINES)
(VIOLET GASPS)
JACE: Go!
(BOTH GRUNT)
(GROANING)
I'll help you, Victor.
I'll cleanse you.
FATHERBOX: Or not.
Jace was correct.
Mother Box cannot handle human emotions.
- My powers... - Have abandoned you.
Abomination!
(GRUNTS)
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)
Let the games begin!
(CROWD CHEERING)
(SNAPS FINGERS)
(GRUNTING)
(GRUNTS)
(CROWD GASPS AND CHEERS)
(GRUNTING)
(GRUNTS)
(GROANING)
(BRION GROWLS)
(CROWD SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLES)
- (SCREAMS) - Baby!
Ha ha! Tell them, Bliss, the girl is toast.
Or should I toast her to prove it?
No, thank you, Holocaust.
A living loser still knits a pretty penny.
Tara is down for the count.
The winner is Holocaust!
(CROWD CHEERING)
- (PSIMON GROANS) - Devastation to Onslaught.
Psimon's down. High alert!
MISTER BLISS: Bidding is open on these items.
Starting bid for Tara is 500,000 US.
Huh? I see we have our first bid!
(GASPS)
FORAGER: Good girl. (CLICKING)
(OBJECTS SHATTERING)
(PANTING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(DOOR RATTLING)
FATHERBOX: Come out, come out, wherever you are.
(GASPS)
(BEEPING)
(GASPS)
(GRUNTING)
(SCREAMING)
Violet, go!
I'll hold off Fatherbox as long as I can.
- Victor, please! - Run!
(WHIMPERING)
(SCREAMING)
(SCREAMING STOPS)
Victor?
FATHERBOX: No more reprieves, Mother Box.
I'm coming for you.
No, Fatherbox, you are hurting Victor. He needs me.
I may not understand all my new emotions,
but helping those in need,
that a Mother Box understands.
(LAUGHS)
You can't help him.
You can't stop me.
You have no powers.
Nothing.
Nothing isn't the problem.
The problem is I have too much.
All these new feelings, they can get in the way.
But I believe they may also be a source of strength.
I believe I have all I need.
(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)
(GROANS)
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLES)
You are free now, my sister.
Free and safe.
(SIGHS)
It's the first time I've felt safe in years.
Tara, I have to tell you something difficult.
- Our parents... - I know, Brion.
My captors took some joy in telling me about their deaths.
But how did you find me?
Who are these, um, people?
(CLICKING) Forager is Forager.
These are my friends, Tara.
And we can explain everything.
Wait, what's going on?
JEFFERSON: There are more kids back there.
DICK: We made sure Tara got out safe.
ARTEMIS: But now we've got to go back, rescue them.
CONNER: And shut that place down.
DICK: Stay on the Bio Ship. You'll be safe here.
But Forager wants to help.
DICK: You will. But your shell's still too soft for combat.
Keep the Bio Ship in camouflage mode.
When we signal, lay down cover fire and be ready to extract us.
(CLICKING)
DICK: Bio Ship, hatch.
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)
(CROWD CLAMORING)
There, there, folks, No worries.
It's a circuit breaker.
Be fixed in no time.
ARTEMIS: Emergency generator.
Don't you hate it when the bad guys are prepared?
CONNER: Forager, we need a distraction.
Open fire on the venue.
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
Oh, no, no, no. That was just one of our combatants... (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
Uh, farting. (CHUCKLES)
Everyone please remain seated.
Everything will be all right, baby.
Terror Twins, guard the slave pens.
Mammoth, Shimmer, Junior, check out that explosion.
Kill whoever caused it.
(GRUNTS)
That mask doesn't fool me.
I know it's you, Superboy.
- SUPERBOY: Hey, Junior. - (GUNFIRE)
Good to see you.
(MEN GRUNTING)
Don't play nice! You think I've forgiven you?
You stole my girl!
I mean, sure, I didn't know she was Miss Martian,
but I was totally into her and you knew that!
SUPERBOY: Yeah, but I was into her first.
I just hadn't figured it out till you helped bring us together.
I owe you for that. Hey, we're engaged now.
Dude, congratulations!
No, really, that's awesome!
I always thought you guys made a great couple.
Maybe that means there's hope for me too.
SUPERBOY: I hope so.
(GROANS)
Ow.
- (EXPLOSIONS) - (PEOPLE SCREAMING)
Perhaps, an orderly evacuation isn't the worst idea.
Dang it, Tupp, we're missing all the action.
(BEEPING)
(GASPS)
There! Now we'll have some fun.
- (ELECTRICITY CRACKLING) - (BOTH SCREAMING)
That was kinda fun.
(GRUNTING)
Can't disagree.
Ha, tickles!
(GROWLS)
(ROARS)
(GRUNTING)
(LASER FIRING)
(GRUNTS)
(ROARS)
Good girl.
Forager didn't see vehicle coming.
But Bio Ship did.
Brion, look, my fellow slaves.
They didn't want any part of this.
They have been forced into this life of violence and terror.
You have no idea what I've been made to do.
I know about Marlowe.
No one holds you responsible for what you did under the control of others.
That's just the point.
If you hadn't got me out, that would be me in there.
We need to help!
(GRUNTS)
- NIGHTWING: We're moving out. - (GRUNTS)
(KNUCKLES CRACKING)
(GROWLING)
(ROARING)
(SCREAMING)
NIGHTWING: Go, go, go!
(METAL CLANGING)
(NIGHTWING GRUNTING)
ARTEMIS: Nightwing.
(GROANS SOFTLY)
(GRUNTS)
Go!
(BOTH GRUNT)
(GRUNTS)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
SUPERBOY: Forager, west maneuver.
(GROANS)
(GROANING)
ARTEMIS: Everyone onboard, now!
(GRUNTING)
- You coming? - Kinda in the middle of this.
Ha! I can take anything you throw at me.
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)
BLACK LIGHTNING: You have no idea what a relief that is.
(SCREAMING)
(GROANING)
- Thank you. - Merci beaucoup.
CONNER: Just heard from M'gann.
All League and team raids were successful.
Rescued teens from every Granny trafficking depot
are safe at the town's meta-human youth center.
Congratulate yourselves.
Meta-human trafficking has been dealt a major blow tonight.
VICTOR: There's more news.
Violet's permanently cleansed me of Fatherbox's,
uh, influence.
Uh, you're sure?
Yeah, I can feel the difference.
So can I.
Princess Tara.
Please, I am no princess anymore.
(VOICE BREAKING) That's my fault.
No, Doctor.
I am well aware my uncle threatened to kill me
if you didn't activate my meta-gene.
And I am also aware that you were the only person
who was kind to me during that time.
Then, you can forgive me?
If I can be forgiven my sins,
how can I not forgive others theirs?
And you say you're no longer a princess.
Tara, I want you to meet Violet Harper.
My girlfriend.
"Girlfriend"?
(SQUEALS AND LAUGHS)
(CHUCKLES) Why don't we go inside,
and let the kids get better acquainted.
Oh, Conner, before you go in...
M'gann's gonna kill me.
DICK: I'm not sure what to do with Vic,
but Geo-Force, Terra, Halo, and Forager,
maybe, just maybe.
They might be ready for the team.
(CELL PHONE BEEPS)
_
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
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