It was a normal day for Becca, well as normal as she had had in the past two months. Her boyfriend had been shot down over a no-fly zone in Quarac and the government denied any knowledge of it and left him there to die, behind enemy lines. The memorial service had been two months ago and Becca was finding it harder and harder everyday to get out of bed. This "normal" day for her consisted of school and swim practice. At least she thought of it as swim practice, though in actuality it was the time trials for the Olympics. At a mere 18 and a freshman in college, her coach had nominated her for the time trial finals which were being held in the schools swimming pool. She was numb throughout the whole thing, only getting mildly excited when she got the best time that day. That meant she was going to on the team, yay. But she didn't feel it. As she dragged herself out of the pool, her best friend since they were little came running over to congratulate her. Getting swept up in a hug by her friend who didn't care if she was dripping wet gave Becca a little comfort. Lian's dad and her mom came over a little slower, knowing better than to run on the pool deck. Both of them were all smiles as Roy tossed a towel at Becca and her mother held open a long, fuzz lined jacket.

"Congratulations, Beckster! I knew you could do it," Roy said as he playfully ruffled her hair after she took off the swimming cap. He had always greeted her that way, even when she was only as tall as his knee. It was a sort of tradition between them yo could say. Next to him, her mother just rolled her eyes.

"You did not. You were watching from inbetween your fingers the whole time," Mrs. McCabe playfully punched him in the arm. Though head and shoulders shorter than Roy, he feigned hurt none the less.

Becca took in the smiling faces around her with mild interest. Sure she was happy, but she felt like it was too little too late. A firm shake by her shoulders made her turn her attention back to Lian.

"We have to go celebrate now! This demands to be celebrated!" Lian demanded, looking at her best friend, then her father, then Mrs. McCabe. Roy furrowed his brow in thought. It was the middle of the week after all.

"I dunno, you girls have school tomorrow. How about we wait until the weekend?" At this Lian pouted at her father. She didn't want to wait.

"C'mon stick-in-the-mud, can we at least go out to dinner and karaoke? At our favorite karaoke bar?" Lian was wanting to go out for more than just celebrating her friends victory, she could tell Becca needed a little cheering up. Lian put on her best puppy dog eyes and looked at her father, knowing he wasn't able to resist. Finally he caved and they went to La Mancha's Mexican and Karaoke.

Halfway through singing 'Baby got Back' as a dare from Roy, Becca began to loosen up and have fun, almost forgetting about the empty hole in her heart. After dinner was over, Roy decided it was time for Lian to go so she could get some semblance of sleep before school in the morning. Mrs. McCabe thought that she could let her Olympian athlete of a daughter have a little more fun and waved goodbye to Roy and Lian. Picking one last song to sing together with her mother, Becca noticed an odd sort of smoke was filtering in through the vents on the floor.

Roy and Lian were about two blocks away when a loud BOOM rattled the car's windows and made Roy slam on the brakes. Turning around in his seat, Roy saw the crumbled and burning remains of the restaurant he had just been in.

Static was patroling in Dakota city that night "It feels so good to get away from the Watchtower duties for once!" he thought as he sored and was about to go get some fried chicken when he heard a message from Batman IV (Tim) "There is an Incident near your area, go check it out!" as Static flew in towards the explosion he looked at his communicator and saw that Shazam was in Fawcett taking care of a crisis there and remembered that Supersonic was busy with Green Lantern doing Monitor Duty so that left him by himself. Putting his cap backwards, he managed to get the fire out and managed to clear some wood and miost of the rubble away with his electricity and yelled "THIS IS STATIC OF THE JLA, CAN ANYONE HEAR ME!!!????"

Becca's head was pounding and there was a warm liquid dripping into her eye. Her whole body tingled and she felt a strong pull, almost magnetic. There was something heavy on top of her and she tried to move. Pain shot through her like lightning and she screamed. Well, at least she tried to. What came out was a strangled cry. Becca was able to turn her head and saw a limp hand. On it was her mothers Mickey Mouse watch. Gritting her teeth in pain, Becca tried to reach the hand and was an inch or so from touching her mother. What happened next Becca didn't believe. Electricity arced from the tips of her fingers and made contact with her mother. The limp hand jerked and spazzed a little before going limp again. Dust got into Becca's nose and she sneezed, causing everything around her shift and spark with energy before seeming to float above her in a circle.

In the Watchtower, Supersonic looked slightly bored as he watched the monitors. "Would someone please tell me you get used to all of these monitors. I know we're supposed to be looking over the whole world and all but honestly..." He muttered as a form appeared behind him. "Awww, poor newbie. Didn't you ever have to do monitor duty for Young Justice and Justice Legion?" Batgirl asked as she leaned on the back of Super's chair. "Yeah, but we still didn't have this many flippin' monitors in either." A red flash went off on one of the monitors as Super and Batgirl turned their attention to Dakota. "Virg, let us know if you need any help."

Static felt his communicator go on adn after hearing Supersonic's message he replied "Thanks Brotha." after he had gotten the rubble and wood out of the way, he felt another charge come from bellow and started to hurry it up as soon as he saw Rebeca he picked her up and put her somewhere safe before getting his cell out and calling Commissioner Summers who replied that he would send a squad over Static walked over to the body of the girl and kneeled over sayig "Are you okay? Can you hear me?"

Becca felt herself being picked up and placed aside, still a little too shocked (pardon the pun) to react. It wasn't until the guy came back and asked her something, that she grabbed a hold of his arms and looked pleadingly at him.

"Please! What's going on?! Where's my mom?! What's wrong with me?!" The air around her crackled with energy; one could almost see the aura that surrounded her get bigger with her rising panic.

Static was truing to control Rebecca's electric charges as well as looking for any police, finally he saw his old friend and confident Frieda Goren, who was now a detective who smiled at him as he smiled back before saying "I think there's one more person down there!" Frieda turned to her men and said "You heard him, let's move!" Static looked shocked as Rebecca was getting an electric field around them, makin it even bigger as her emotions were running rampant "Please! What's going on?! Where's my mom?! What's wrong with me?!" Static looked at her and said "Calm down, the police is working on it, I need you to tell me your name first."

"My name? Rebecca, Rebecca McCabe. What about my mom? Is she okay?" Rebecca was looking around frantically, remembering the limp hand that had been next to her under all the rubble. She wondered why this guy wasn't getting electrocuted because she could feel the energy flowing through her and it scared her. She didn't know how to control it so it was arcing wildly about her.

"My name? Rebecca, Rebecca McCabe. What about my mom? Is she okay?" Static smiled at her as he said "Hey, I'm static, Dakota's protector." he saw firefighters taking care of the remaining embers and soon after that he managed to see Frieda coming to him and said "I need to talk to you." Static looked at Rebecca and said "I'll be back okay, everything's going to be fine."

Static then walked with Frieda and said "Is the woman okay, she was asking about her mother alot" "Well at least we know who she is. She died in the collapse" Frieda said "Hows the girl?" static looked at her and said "I think she's a Bang Baby." "How could you be sure?" Frieda widened her eyes Static looked at her with his own rolled eyes "Don't tell me you saw the surges" "Well yeah..." she blushed as she pulled her hat down "Some detective!" he taunted jokingly.

Frieda smiled but then she got serious as an officer said that they were going back to the Police Center Frieda hugged Static and said "Be careful Virgil." and Virgil replied "Always am." and they both walked back to the group where Virgil picked up rebecca and said "I'm gonna take you somewhere where we can talk, aight?"

Becca had a sick feeling in the bottom of her stomach when Static was called away. She knew something was wrong and nobody was going to tell her what it was. She watched as he talked to the detective who looked gravely serious and it was making her nervous. As he walked back over, she knew what was wrong, but she still didn't want to hear it.

"I'm gonna take you somewhere where we can talk, aight?"

"Static!" Lian came running over in her Red Arrow costume, a mantle she had picked up after her father retired. She had changed as fast as she could and came back, mostly because she was in the area and she wanted to know if Becca was alright. She was coming up behind him so she didn't see Becca at first, but when he turned to her, she stopped in her tracks. Becca didn't look like Becca; it wasn't the smeared dirt or frantic look in her eyes. It was her hair, it was a deep blue and floating around her. "What the hell happened?"

Static turned around and saw Red Arrow coming behind her "I don't know what happened to her, I was going to take her to the Watchtower to have her heal and then I was goin to ask her some more." he then smiled as he said I'll tell you more as I get more info." he then walked towards his disc and flew off.

As he got to his little loft, he put her on the bed and went to go get some water for cleaning her face and maybe a drink, as he came back, he started to wash her face and said "Well, I don't know how to saw this, but I was told that your mother was killed in the accident. I don't know how you got your powers but I believe that you inhaled what is called around here "Q-Juice" It gave you powers similar to mine so I guess 'm gonna have to train you."

Lian looked crestfallen. This was the last thing she wanted for her friend, after all that had happened recently. But she put on a brave face and put a hand on Static's shoulder, stopping him in his tracks. "You take good care of her or you'll find yourself on the wrong end of my bow, you hear me?" She stared him down, something her dad taught her how to do to tell people she was serious. As he nodded she let go of his shoulder and walked toward the police, hoping to help.

Becca looked on at the newcomer, wondering who she was. She looked familiar but she couldn't place it. The woman's caution to Static only made her more curious. But apparently she thought that Becca was safe with this "Static" so she let herself be picked up and carried away. When they reached the loft and he put her on the bed, she started to fidget a little as he went and got a washcloth. As he started to wipe her face it felt like it was taking off the first layer of skin. She winced. It was a new sensation that only continued with the washing. She put her hand on his to stop and he told her what happened. The tears she had been fighting began to fall and they too burned as they rolled down her cheeks.

"So who did this? And why?" she sniffled as she fought to stay calm. "And why does crying hurt?" she touched the wetness that the trail of tears had left. It sizzled on her fingertips and she watched electricity arc between her fingers. It was becoming too much and she broke down crying. Every tear hurt but it didn't matter anymore, her mom was gone.

Static looked at her and said "I don't know, we'll find out after we get to teh Watchtower but for now let's eat, you like Soul Food don't ya?" he got some leftover soul food and put some on her plate and started eating hiumself whiole wondering about howcome her face hurt when he put the moist towel on her and when she was crying "It never happened to me." he thought

Becca heard the words "soul food" and thought of her mother again. Her mom always used to make things like hush puppies and chitlins because she was raised in Louisiana.

"Soul food, huh?" she sniffled a little. "I don't know anybody who could cook better soul food than my mom, but I'll give it a try." She sat and stared at the plate in front of her. She went to pick up the fork and it went flying into her hand. She tried to shake it off, but it stuck to her palm like velcro, or a magnet. Becca stared at her hand for a few moments, a quizzical look on her face before she tried to pry it off with her other hand. She was slightly successful, but the momentum of pulling it off her hand sent the fork toward her forehead. Now the back of the fork was stuck there instead. She let go if it with her hand and turned to Static, looking up at the fork the whole time.

"Ah, a little help?" Where was a camera when you needed one.

(sorry sorry sorry sorry! brain has been defucnt for quite some time and now there has been some revision to this story stuff because someone wants to do another future story. *points at kidflash* oh i poke fun merely in jest, but his ideas have sent my little plot bunnies into overdrive so, now that I'm back on track with everything, we're good to go)

"Oh! Sorry!" Static replied as he carefully made the fork come towards him, as he gave it to Rebecca "Here, just be careful how you grip it." he told her