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[cutthroat-cutiepie]

Legion of Demigods, 101

"So do you think we really came from clay?"

"What are you talking about?" Imra half whispered from the motel bed she was trying to get some sleep in. She didn't know how Garth knew she was awake, but from the even breathing coming from Rokk's bed, she assumed the question was directed at her. Garth, who was on watch, had "borrowed" a deck chair from the motel pool and was sitting by the window. The light coming in between the cracks in the curtain outlined his profile in the darkness. Every detail of his short yet still somehow unkempt ginger hair stood out in the beam.

"Well, I was thinking, if Roman gods and monsters are real then why shouldn't all those myths be real as well." He didn't turn away from the window but Imra still sat up. It was almost time to switch shifts anyways so she might as well get up.

"Then how do you explain the neanderthal?" She asked, deciding to humour him. Garth shrugged,

"Hack scientists?" Imra snorted, refusing to give him the full satisfaction of a laugh. She would never admit it but his boyish nature and bravado was starting to grow on her ever since the three left Lupa's house.

"You know, they say that the bacteria with the source of life came from an asteroid. That means we technically came from space." Imra now sat with her arms around her legs and chin resting on her knees, trying her best not to fall back asleep.

"Oh is that what these hack scientists say now," Garth asked playing with the curtains.

"Mhm," Imra nodded with her eyes closed trying to stifle a yawn. “They say that we all came from stardust. If that’s true, I think that you came from the Sun.” The shock of realizing what she just said was enough to keep her awake until sun up. Garth finally took his eyes off the window and turned to her.

"What? Why?"

"I dunno," Imra tried covering her ass, "I guess it's because you have so much energy." 'And not because you smile brightens up a room or anything.' She thought to herself glad that the room was too dark for him to see her blush. She met his gaze hoping he would believe it.

"Huh, I was hoping you would say 'it’s cause you're so hot.’" He teased trying to mimic her voice.

"In your dreams." She scoffed. "Speaking of which, it's my shift."

The two young demigods switched places and settled in. Garth was snoring softly before either of them could think of saying goodnight leaving Imra to her own thoughts about origins and Stardust as she watched for the earliest signs of sunrise.

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Legion of Demigods, 17

Garth hated admitting he was wrong. Blame it on his stubborn personality, but he had to admit this time, he had really messed up.

“You know, you were right.” He sighed

“About what?” Brainy snapped back with a level of sarcasm that Garth didn’t know was possible for automatons. “I’m right about a lot of things. You’ll have to be more specific.” Garth rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth.

“You were right about our plan of attack.”

“Oh you mean when I wanted Clark and Imra to flank left but you insisted that they could go right and now we’re sitting here tied up nowhere close to getting the flag cause you wanted to show off?” The guards snickered and it took all of Garth’s self-control to not try to call down a wild lightning strike on them.

“Yes Brainy, you were right about that.”

“Well of course I was.” Garth sighed. He hated admitting he was wrong. Especially to Brainy.

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[cutthroat-cutiepie]

42, Legion of Demigods

Clark knew he shouldn’t be snooping. He also knew that he shouldn’t be in Brainys workshop by himself.

He had come in to see if the automaton wanted to fit in some drills before lunch only to remember that Brainy and the others were in a Senate meeting. And then Clark became curious.

Surely Brainy wouldn’t mind him looking around right? He would just take a quick look around and then go meet Chuck for lunch, Brainy probably wouldn’t know he was here.

Eventually, Clark found himself in some small backroom that was covered floor to ceiling in blueprints. One he noticed was one marked “Brainiac- MODEL 5” and sure enough, it was Brainy. Underneath it was another set of blueprints but they looked almost centuries older and were titled “BRAINIAC- MODEL 4”. The most startling difference was the big red “FAILURE, DESTROYED” that was scrawled across them. Clark kept digging under the layers of plans finding more of the same.

“BRAINIAC- MODEL 3” “FAILURE, DESTROYED”

“BRAINIAC- MODEL 2” “FAILURE, DESTROYED”

“BRAINIAC- MODEL 1” “FAILURE, DESTROYED”

Clark looked at the plans of the original almost afraid to touch them. They looked to be from Ancient Rome.

“CLARK” the demigod jumped at the sound of Brainy’s shout. Even though his face remained as stoic as ever, Clark knew he was pissed.

“Hey I was looking for–” Brainy pushed past him hiding the plans.

“Don’t fucking touch what is not yours. You may be the prophesied hero but that doesn’t mean you have free reign of the camp. Or my personal belongings.” Clark backed up,

“Brainy I’m sor–”

“Get out Clark.”

“But Brainy,”

“Get. Out. Now.”

[cutthroat-cutiepie]

88, Legion of Demigods

“The engine is shot Chuck there is no point in trying to fix it."

'Never say never Brainy," Chuck poked his head out from under the hood of their car, "now hand me that roll of duct tape."

Brainy sighed and handed it over. The three of them were still a day or two away from Smallville when smoke started to come out of the hood. Imra had their map splayed out on the trunk figuring out how far the nearest building was if they had to start walking. Beyond them was nothing but farmland and open road as far as anyone could see. Brainy didn't like; it was too open and they had had to deal with so many delays already. He just wanted to find the hero and get back to camp before anything happened.

Brainy turned back just in time to see Chuck close the hood and wipe his hands on his shirt.

"It should be good to go!"

"What exactly did you do?"

"Improvised."

“Fine, don’t say anything and make me worry.”