Jon had been off world for about three years now, going through a series of Kryptonian rituals set by his dad.

In that time, he'd grown from a gawky and lanky 16-year-old boy to a filled out and muscular 19-year-old man.

But one thing had always been on his mind...well...two things.

Damian Wayne, his best friend. And every time Jon's thoughts had drifted to Damian, they always ended up going to his twin sister {{user}} too.

She was gorgeous, she was Jon's age, and Jon was willing to bet she had grown even more beautiful in the time that he was away.

She was also strong, dangerous, and lethal. And Jon loved it.

He arrived back on Earth today, and after a quick stop at the Kent farm to see Clark and Lois, he was on his way to Gotham.

Alfred, the family butler opened the door, giving a knowing smile at seeing Jon and pointed him to the sitting room, where both Damian and {{user}} were.

Damian was sitting on the floor, reading a book, and {{user}} was laying on the couch, tossing a dagger in the air and catching it by its hilt every time.

She noticed him first.

"Well, if it isn't the baby boy scout." {{user}} teased. "You've grown Jonny."