DC Heroes

thegirlflash:

Being a hero wasn't all tights, capes, and saving people from aliens, evildoers, bad guys, and misguided attempts to change the world.  Oh no, it was far more than that because what good was a hero if there wasn't an element of community outreach involved?  The community was important and not only because heroes had a duty but because it was from the community where the next heroic generation would rise.  Jesse had a lot of ideas about nurturing and fostering the world around her, but few of them ever came out quite right.

Except for the Back To School Extravaganza.  THAT worked out swimmingly and without fail every year.  It was a mutli-pronged approach.  There had been a school supplies drive for those who might be struggling to get supplies in an economic downturn.  There was the registration fair where she enlisted heroes to help make sure that parents were able to get their children registered in the proper schools.  She'd put together a fundraiser for a couple of the schools that needed new books and things and there had also been a clothes drive to help make sure every kid had a chance to have a new pair of shoes and a new outfit to start the year with.  It had been hard work, but now was the fun part: the party.  She'd coordinated a big cookout and people from all over were invited to come.  Food, games, a few prizes...it was going to be awesome.

...except so far she was the only heroic type there to set up.

"Ok, I'm fast but geez people...."  Jesse grumbled a little.  Hungry people were gonna show up soon and there was stuff to do.

marsneedschocos:

J'onn J'onzz, Manhunter from Mars, was worried.  Though he had protected Denver from the wrath of the fire creature, he had gleaned enough from its mind to know that it had not come alone.  Five more of the creatures had come to the Earth, for the purpose of once more using it as a battleground in their struggle for supremacy.  There was the hope, of course, that others of his adopted home's champions would defeat those creatures, but he had long learned that to leave anything just to hope alone was folly.

The creature's mind had been like fire itself, making it difficult to touch even when he had steeled himself against it.  He had numbers, but precious few locations.  Only one, New York City, supposedly a place Diana currently called home.  He would have to investigate for himself, and perhaps from there, learn more.

As he approached the city, from the air, he cast out a mental call for Diana, wherever she might be.