trans_9 | Here's the deal these days: They know exactly who we are. They know exactly where we live.

"Even if you were at full strength, a dracon beam could harm you and cause a great deal of pain. Now that you've been exposed to kryptonite without having access to yellow sunlight to restore your energy stores, it could possibly kill you."

He stops to makes another quick adjustment to Sam's treatment.

"After I was imbued with my shield powers, the shield generator in my belt was made redundant, but I kept it, lest I was ever depowered or otherwise had need for a remote shield," he says, taking off his belt, and removing some of the more vital equipment pouches. "Robin, unfortunately, has a device that can short the shield out, just as it briefly shorted out my forcefield powers, but at the very least, it can provide you additional protection from dracon beam fire, especially if you run into one of the other Controllers."

He reaches around her waist and clasps the belt on.

"Hit the button here, on the side, and it will provide you a basic personal forcefield. The other controls to manipulate the forcefield are too complex for anyone other than myself to use, I'm afraid. I configured them that way on purpose."

Quickly, he turns back to Sam's treatment, taking over again.

"Exercise caution."

Aww, he cares about you, Kara...

"I'd prefer such delicate equipment remain intact."

...Okay, so maybe he just cares about the belt. ~~Or he just can't admit he cares about you.~~

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"I'll go for Robin first, then," Kara said. "I owe him a couple of punches anyway, for what he's done." She's blushing bright red at that thing that Brainy did with his belt around her waist. She looked down, watching how it criss-crossed with the bright yellow belt she already wore. She caught herself smiling a little bit. "I'm going to pretend that by delicate equipment you meant me," Kara said, coyly. She looked back down at Sam and back at Brainy. "You need to take care too, Brainy."

And she turned to go.

He continues working on Sam, making minute adjustments to keep his neurochemistry stable.

When he's fairly certain she's gone, he mutters,

It's a compliment. That's why he doesn't say it while she's there. (But he's not accounting for super-hearing).

The Yeerk would've likely chosen that moment to chime up with something rude to all that, but it's too busy screaming.

Mia wakes up with a groan. "Oh that totally sucked... 'm gonna strangle him..."

"I'm afraid you'll do no such thing," says Brainy, still attending to Sam, goggles atop his head as he plinks away at the holoscreen, making adjustments. "For the moment, you're restrained, until I'm sure you're fighting fit again. Also, depending on whether or not you're referring to who I think you're referring to, strangulation is no longer an option."

Wait a second, Mia, hadn't this guy been working with Tim? Poisoning the Kryptonians with kryptonite?

There's Kon, unconscious, strapped to the bed next to Speedy, although he looks a little better.

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Mia looks around. She's in the med bay. Better than being dead, but she's not big on the whole strapped to a table thing. Plus, she's seen more than enough of doctor's offices, thank you.

She struggles against the restraints, testing them for now.

"I'm going to strangle the goddamn Blue Beetle for just tasing me when he could have just knocked out the whole room and sorted it out from there..."

"As I already noted, you'll do no such thing," Brainy comments. "He paid for his mistake with his life."

Mia stops, then gives him a flat look. "Oh.. this is the part where you try to break my spirit to get me to talk?" She snorted. "Fat chance."

"Ah, you still believe I'm on the opposite side. I'm not. I am infested with one of the Yeerks, but due to my vast intellect and multiple simultaneous thought processes, I've kept possession of my own body, and have merely been faking infestation. I wasn't poisoning Kon and Kara with kryptonite--"

He takes out the green light with one hand, while still tapping at the screen with the the other, and blinks it on, then pockets it again.

"--I used a green light to make it appear that way, pocketed the kryptonite in its case, and gave them medical intervention. That's why Superboy is still alive."

And Kon is on the bed next to her, the heart monitor and scans beeping away, showing stronger vital signs that kept getting stronger. Without sunlight for a recharge he's pretty much sleeping it off. He should wake up any moment.

"That's why Kara isn't here right now--she was in good enough condition to go back to assist in the apprehension of Robin."

He swallows thickly. "And that's why I'm afraid what I'm saying about Blue Beetle still stands. I was stunned as well--when I awoke, I scanned him and there were no vital signs. It appears Robin's Yeerk killed him with a dracon beam."

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"What the hell is a yeerk?" Mia cocks her head, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

Wait...

"..He... he can't be dead. I thought his spine hugger made him almost all-powerful or something?"

"Yeerks are the neural parasites that have infected a sizeable proportion of the crew, myself included. The Yeerks in their heads were the ones responsible for causing Robin and Kate to attack everyone. I appear to be one of the only ones they've infested that is immune to the Yeerk's control," Brainy explains.

"And apparently, Jaime Reyes' symbiote makes him all-powerful to everything but laser-based weaponry that can punch through solid titanium. It appeared he'd already taken multiple hits elsewhere."

~~He's dead, Jim.~~

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~~KHAAAAAAAAAAAN!!~~

~~YEEEEEEEEEERKS!!~~

"...." Mia doesn't have words. "No... no, he can't be dead.."

She pushes that down.

"Let me up, and give me my weapons."

Dammit, did you not see the "He's dead, Jim" in strikeouts the first time, Mia? He'll allow her her denial, though, if she needs it to function right now.

He briefly checks her scans to see if she looks alright, and hmmphs at what he sees, but releases the restraints.

"Try to rouse Superboy if you can."

Mia rubs where the restraints were, then moves over to Superboy. "Yo, Kon! No time for slacking off now!" She tries shaking him, to no immediate avail.

A pause, to think.

"Wonder Woman's giving dollar lapdances." She says crisply into his ear.

"Mmmph zznnrg--what, I have a dollar somewhere..." he says faintly, starting awake suddenly, if groggily, and looking around. "Where...?"

Where he's sitting, Brainy rolls his eyes.

Mia shakes her head. "Up and at 'em. We've got evil brain slugs to fight."

The IV and whatnot is retracted from his arm.

"I'm up, I'm up--I'm bleeding."

His arm is bleeding a bit where the IV thingy'd been stuck. Through his skin.

"Whuh oh."

He stumbles to his feet, groggily, and tries to fly--nada.

"Can't fly either." He looks to Speedy. "I don't hold sunlight as well as Kal and Kara. I was already pretty much out of juice, unless that magical kid is around to charge me up again."

"Kryptonite leeches yellow sunlight from Kryptonian cells. Until you're exposed to a viable solar energy source, you'll be powerless."

Mia eyes Brainy flatly. "Not having powers doesn't make you powerless."

Go ahead, try her on this one.

She helps Kon steady himself. "Easy there super-hormone."

"My hormones are only super because everything about me is super," he winces. "Like, you know, I'm in a super amount of pain right now. I hate kryptonite. Pain should not come in such handy-dandy, easy-to-carry, glowy rock form."

That's when the Medbay doors are blasted open, and half of the rest of the crew busts into MedBay.

They'll detect that Kate is a Controller, but she's restrained on a bed. The others aren't. Sam has a skin-seal bandage around his bullet-shot head, and Brainiac 5 is sitting there plinking away at a holo-screen.

Telepathically, his mind reads a blank (but then that could just be his natural resistance to telepathy). On the bots' sensors, however, there's likely a blip...

Brainy immediately pops up a shield around him and his patient's bed.

"Do you mind? I'm trying to monitor a very delicate biochemical situation here."

And of course there's Ax, who saw Brainy get infested.

< Dox! >

His main eyes narrow into slits and his tail arches high over his head.

The image of an Andalite warrior is somewhat damaged by the little girl riding him like a pony.

"Yes, that is my name. Very astute," says Brainy, still concentrating on his work. "Now please direct your keen intellect to what I'm doing here. I have a patient who has experienced perforating head trauma, and am battling ischemic cascade, chemical reaction by chemical reaction, in an attempt to prevent him from waking up with the IQ of a Winathian yerb-root. Kate is restrained, Superboy and Speedy are alive and uninfested, and you can ask the both of them if I've assisted them or harmed them, which they will answer that I've assisted them."

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