Futureknight verse: Wayne Manor: Different Bat-Time, Different Bat-Channel

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Daylight filtered through the window, rousing Helena from her sleep.  With a grumble, she pulled the covers up higher and attempted to bury her head in her pillow.  She wouldn't exactly say she'd had a good night's rest--too many memories associated with the Manor--but she had slept about as well as anyone who sometimes kept odd hours could.

When it became clear that she was not going to be able to get back to sleep, she reluctantly came out from under the covers and gasped.

This was not the same room she'd gone to sleep in.

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Helena smiles. "I know that feeling. Between Wildcat on the one end and Johnny Thunder on the other..."

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"I've heard of them," said Clark thoughtfully.

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Helena nodded. "Wildcat's great, really, like the uncle your parents try to keep away from you, but he can be a real bear sometimes. And Johnny... I swear, the man's almost forty and he's still the world's biggest goof."

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"You should meet Elastic Man and Young Lobo." Clark shook his head, his mouth twitching as Brenda snickered.

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"Elastic Man? Anything like Plastic Man?"

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"Ability-wise. But he's got the brains of a thirteen year old and the attention span of a gnat."

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Helena laughs at that again. "All things considered though, I'd say the future's in pretty good hands."

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"You haven't seen Conner and Narmo in the same room." Brenda smirked from where she was watching Porthos polish his sword.

Clark shook his head at her. "They haven't hurt anyone else with it yet."

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Helena laughed. "Must be nice to have a team where most people on it aren't more than twice your age."

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Brenda actually choked. "Um... well. In the JLA they're mostly not. But...."

"In the Clan we are," Clark finished, looking a little embarrassed.

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Helena gave him a curious look. "Really? You don't look it."

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"My mother's people are immortal." He looked down a slender silver bracelet that he wore, then unfastened it and lifted his eyes to hers again.

Those eyes were brighter now, unmistakably inhuman and set in a face that was beautiful beyond description without being feminine in the least. Delicate points not topped his ears.

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Helena took it all in stride. "Good trick," she said.