Stargirl

Where is it?

There he is. Easy mark.

All by himself.

Wallet, car keys. Now.

He's a wanker. A loser.

Please don't kill me.

- No one's gonna miss him. - Don't!

Leave me alone.

I think I killed a man tonight.

I think I killed a man tonight.

He fell down and died, right in front of my eyes.

The paramedics,

they called it a seizure of some kind.

But in truth, I...

I believe I was responsible.

A month ago,

my theoretical methods on expanding cerebral capacity

were deemed too extreme by my superiors.

My funding denied,

I chose to

secretly perform a trial test...

on myself.

Since then, my headaches have been increasing.

And... last week,

I started hearing voices.

Tonight...

I read a man's thoughts clearly for the first time.

Wretched thoughts.

He had ended lives before.

And he was looking forward to ending mine.

I... I think some kind of...

instinct kicked in, and...

And I... triggered the seizure.

I must admit, for documentation,

when I silenced his thoughts,

I felt relief.

My migraine... is all but gone.

Day One. The trial test...

is... a success.

I could...

hear Henry's thoughts in my head.

He had no idea what was going on.

He was screaming for it to stop.

He was so scared.

And I was scared, too.

I could feel everything he felt.

He...

He was... lonely, confused.

Sad.

I wasn't expecting that.

He's not like Cindy...

or even like his father.

Uh...

I know what he did to Yolanda was awful...

but I wanna ask him to help us.

I know it's a risk...

but if he can read minds, then he could tell us who else is in the ISA.

Pat?

What is it?

Our best case scenario

was that the ISA came to Blue Valley

after they killed the Justice Society to hide.

To go underground and disappear.

But if Dr. Ito is Cindy's father...

and he's working for them...

...they're planning something.

According to Beth's goggles,

this man was executed

for war crimes, like, a hundred years ago.

I'm not sure that it's possible to kill Dr. Ito.

He experimented on himself, Court,

until he evolved into something beyond human.

Like Cindy, but much, much worse.

He calls himself "Dragon King."

He's spent his long life building weapons

designed to kill tens of thousands.

How do you know Dr. Ito is alive,

but Beth's goggles don't?

Sylvester and I were a part of a different team when we fought Dr. Ito.

This was before we joined the JSA.

You were part of another team?

Yeah. We called ourselves The Seven Soldiers of Victory.

There's Robin Hood,

and a knight.

And there were eight of you, Pat.

Yeah, we always argued about the name.

And you had a cowboy?

Like the Village People?

That's The Vigilante. Crimson Avenger, Wing.

They were good men, trying their best.

Though each one of them had their struggles.

Dr. Ito...

He built a living weapon designed to eradicate New York.

We destroyed it.

The Seven Soldiers never got the credit

that the Justice Society did, but we saved lives, cities...

even the world once.

I lost touch with all them years ago.

I wish I knew where they were.

We need all the help we can get.

We need Henry.

Cindy's house is empty?

I can confirm there are no heat signatures of any kind.

No one's home, Beth.

So where'd she go?

School records indicate

Cindy Burman has withdrawn from Blue Valley High

to "study overseas with her mother."

Sure she has.

Let me out!

Come on! Get me out of here! Please!

Let me out! Dad!

Look, she came after me, and I would've killed her, too,

if it wasn't for Henry!

He's the problem, not me!

Dad!

I'm gonna kill you...

like I killed Mom...

if you don't let me out of here, right now.

I knew you wouldn't lock up your own daughter.

Wait!

Help!

- Help! - She needs a nap.

Turn on the gas.

It always calmed her as a baby.

-At least her misadventure has revealed... -Dad!

- ...the abilities of Brainwave's boy.

Now...

...we needn't wait for the father to power my machine.

We...

have his son.

Today I finally realized, I can do more...

than read thoughts.

I can move things with my mind.

I can manipulate objects however I desire.

As my abilities continue to grow,

so too does my confidence in them.

Henry? Are you crazy?

How can you even think about having him join us after what he did to me?

People don't change, Court.

On the surface, maybe,

but never deep down.

That's not true.

Or fair.

Look at all of us! Yolanda. Me. You.

We've all changed. Why not Henry?

Henry is his father's son.

He didn't think twice about ruining my life.

He'll end up hurting all of you.

I'm with Yolanda.

Helping you against Cindy could be a trap.

He could be planning to serve us up.

Sometimes you just have to take a leap of faith.

Right before you fall on your face.

I put my faith in all of you, and I'm still on my feet.

I wish there was another option,

but right now, we need every advantage we can get.

I'm not on any team that includes him.

When I was a child,

I begged my father to buy me a rubber ball

that lit up when it bounced.

He refused.

So I put the ball in my pocket.

When he caught me playing with it later,

he told me we were taking it back to the store.

In protest, I threw the ball down a well.

My father...

held me by the ankles over that well,

and told me he would drop me

if I ever disobeyed him again.

I can remember looking down into the darkness below.

I have felt that way my entire life.

Utterly powerless.

Like I could be dropped down that well at any moment.

Until now.

I read a man's mind on the subway today.

He was staring at a young woman across from him.

His brain full of such ugly thoughts...

I rendered him blind.

Yet, even so, still I heard him. Panicking.

And at that moment...

that awful headache returned.

As we were exiting the subway together,

I saw another car coming...

and I gave him a gentle telekinetic push.

When he died...

I felt... better.

Until I read the next mind.

And the next.

Jealousy. Rage. Spite.

Deviance.

No matter whose mind I peer into,

vile thoughts fill up their brains,

and in turn, mine.

I have learned the truth about humanity.

At their very core...

People are monsters.

I hate them.

Henry?

I worry about him.