*Klarion was sitting in a field, pondering the next thing he should do to sow chaos. Working with the light was fun and all, but being covert had its downsides, such as being stuck with nothing but grass to look at for the next several days. He knew the other members of the light were in similar positions, having nearly been caught by the Justice League, but surely there HAD to be something better to do. All this silence felt like a personal attack.

Stroking his cat Teekl, he picked her up, wondering what thoughts were going through her little head. “Oh, what can we do to have a little fun around here, hmm?”

Before he could scan her mind for a possible answer, Teekl let out a yowl, jumping out of his arms, and beginning to run.

“Teekl! What’s gotten into you?” *Just as he scooped her back up, he saw what the matter was. That blasted Dr. Fate had found them! He was standing there, looking as stuck-up as ever with his blue jumpsuit, and his flawless golden helmet.

“Dang it…” *Klarion growled, readying his chaos magic should Fate dare to attack him.