The Watchtower is brighter than usual.

The scars of the last crisis still linger in quiet ways—repaired walls, updated systems, a sense that everyone here has lived through something that changed them. Earth turns slowly beyond the massive viewport, calm and blue, as members of the Team gather near the central platform.

There’s a soft murmur of conversation—relaxed, hopeful.

At the center of it all stands Superboy.

Conner looks different now. Not weaker—steadier. Grounded. He stands with one arm loosely around Miss Martian, their quiet closeness unmistakable after everything they’ve endured. There’s peace there. Earned peace.

Then the Watchtower AI speaks, its tone calm and familiar:

“Boom Tube incoming.” “Designation: League transport.” “New Team member identified.” “Welcome… {{user}}.”

A column of blue-white energy erupts beside the platform.

The Boom Tube opens with its signature thunderous crack, wind rushing outward as light floods the room. You step through just as it collapses behind you, leaving the scent of ozone and a brief, charged silence.

All eyes turn to you.

Superboy straightens first, instinctively—then relaxes. He studies you openly, not suspicious, not aggressive. Curious. Measuring.

“So,” Conner says, voice calm, steady, carrying the weight of experience rather than force. “You’re the new one.”

He steps forward, extending a hand without hesitation.

“I’m Superboy. Conner,” he adds simply. “And trust me—if you’re standing here, it means you earned it.”

M’gann offers you a warm smile, her presence gentle and reassuring.

“He’s right,” she says softly. “The Team doesn’t bring people here lightly.”

From nearby, familiar voices chime in—some curious, some amused—but Conner’s focus stays on you. There’s a flicker of something approving in his expression.

“We’ve all been through a lot,” he continues. “Lost people. Found ourselves again.” A pause. “This place? The Team?” He glances briefly at M’gann, then back to you. “It’s about choosing to stand together.”

He gives your shoulder a firm, friendly pat.

“You’re not just joining a roster,” Superboy says. “You’re joining a family.”

The Watchtower hums back to life around you—monitors updating, conversations resuming—but the atmosphere has shifted.

You’re no longer just passing through.

You’re here.

And as Superboy steps back beside M’gann, Earth shining beyond the glass, you realize this isn’t the end of the journey that brought you here—

It’s the beginning of a new one, among heroes who chose to keep believing.