Young Justice

Defend the tower and Lord Naga-Naga!

Kobra!

Attack!

Gotta take down Kobra, or his transmissions

will brainwash the world into loyal Kobra Cultists.

Outsiders, go!

Stargirl! Behind you!

Got her covered, boss!

Seems that Cosmic Staff

does everything but watch your bum.

Good save, Windfall.

Robin's got the last of the cultists...

So I'll take down Kobra myself!

Crushed that magic, just in the nick of time!

Score another win for the Outsiders!

Hey! When are comms with Earth gonna be reestablished?

I need to check in with my Outsiders!

We've talked about this, Gar.

Restoring communications is going to take time...

And besides, Cassie's got the Outsiders covered, right?

Right, right. Course, she does.

We're reviewing evidence from the cave-in,

the destruction of the communications satellite,

the explosion at the Science Center

and the king's homicide. It's a lot,

so we could use a hand or, uh, a brain.

Gar, did you get any sleep last night?

Yeah, enough. I'm fine.

Forget it.

Prince J'emm J'axx.

You honor our family with your visit to our home.

I came as soon as I heard about

the cave-in that injured Superboy.

Thank you, Prince J'emm. But please, call me Conner.

And there's really no need for concern.

No concern, my green butt!

Someone nearly murdered you yesterday!

Do you think it's because this "someone"

learned you are investigating my father's death?

- Well, duh! - It's possible.

We've been going through the intel you gave us

on King S'turnn's murder, but there's a lot to process.

How many people know we've been looking into it?

Consul-General E'dda, and the Queen.

And the J'onzz family, of course.

Are we sure that's it?

Well, no.

I cannot be sure.

Psychic information travels quickly.

That's how I learned about the incident at the river.

You mean the attempted murder!

Gar, please, I'll get to that.

If you would allow me to link us all...

We searched the river bank to find the source of the cave-in.

We found evidence of twin burn marks.

Conner's micro-vision confirmed a match

to the two points of impact

that caused the Zeta-Tube explosion.

I also briefly sensed a psychic presence near the river

that I... I couldn't locate or identify.

So whomever blew up the Zeta-Tube

and probably the M'arzz-Earth Communications Satellite

is most likely behind the attempt on your lives, as well.

Probably. But that doesn't necessarily mean

any of this is connected to the death of the king.

Oh. Eh, Prince J'emm,

please allow me to introduce you

to Sorcerer-Priestess S'yraa S'mitt.

Yes. We have... met before.

Superboy... Um, Conner.

I am impressed with your investigative skills.

I would like to show you where my father's body was found in the palace.

Perhaps you will find additional evidence our guards missed.

Respectfully, my Prince,

I must remind Conner of his sacred duty

to help build the Ceremonial Altar

for his upcoming wedding to my daughter.

And before that,

we must meet his friend B'arzz at the depot.

I'm, uh, eager to perform my sacred duty.

But, M'aatt,

maybe you wouldn't mind meeting B'arzz's transport

while Gar and I go to the Palace with Prince J'emm?

Then we can meet up with you after?

An acceptable solution.

M'gann, now that S'yraa is here,

your sister and I need to steal you away

to begin our sacred ritual

of building the ceremonial canopy.

- Oh, joy. - Yes. Of course, Mother.

And since both our groups will need transportation,

let's step outside...

Whoa! Bio-Ship found a friend!

Not a friend...

This is her offspring.

Double whoa! Who's the daddy?

Kinda her whole tribe.

But her species doesn't really procreate the way we do.

It's more like cell division.

"Baby" has all of Bio-Ship's memories,

but she's a whole new girl.

Why don't you guys get to know her?

Ah!

I think she's... ticklish.

This is so crash!

The Premiere Building's got nothin' on this place!

The Grand Hall is not accustomed to...

audible displays of admiration.

Noted.

Jeez, you'd think they'd never heard the spoken word before.

Gar...

Perhaps you should begin your investigation near this Fountain.

Where my father's body was found.

The crime scene memories you shared with us are very helpful.

And we appreciate you revisiting what must be a painful scene.

But you need to know finding new evidence

after this much time is a real long shot.

My father believed

peace between M'arzz's troubled races to be a...

"long shot." Still he tried.

Solving his murder may be the first step in achieving that peace.

We can hope so.

I'll use my infrared and microscopic vision to analyze the area.

I'm tasting a lot of different Martians.

What color Martians?

A'ashenn? G'arrunn? B'lahdenn?

Every Martian has a unique signature taste.

But there's no A'ashenn taste or G'arrunn taste.

All you Martians basically taste the same,

and yet you're all different.

- Fancy that. - Whoa.

- What is it? - Let me guess.

You found traces of another double laser strike,

like at the Zeta-Tube and the cave-in!

No, nothing like that.

It's something else. Something familiar.

I just can't place it.

I think we've learned all we can here.

But we'll continue reviewing the other evidence you provided

and try to dig something up.

I hope you will permit me to express

my gratitude for your efforts.

I was thinking,

perhaps I could join you in building

the sacred Altar for your wedding ceremony,

a truly historic event for our people.

Oh That's... too much to ask.

I understand the ritual is very taxing,

and, well, we have enough...

You know, I was nearly married once.

It, uh... didn't work out.

Building the Altar is an important tradition.

And you don't seem to know many Martian males.

Well, how can we say no?

Thank you, Prince J'emm.

Excellent!

Really?

I... I... I understand.

I understand, girl. I... I... I do.

What is it, M'gann?

It's Bio-Ship.

She's retiring.

Baby will take us back to Earth

so that Bio-Ship can live out her final years here on Mars.

She has been a part of your life a long time.

How did you bond with her?

Oh, not this story again.

Well, I was a bit of a sneak, actually.

Bio-Ship had been pledged to my Uncle J'onn,

but I secretly bonded with her before he could.

So that when she flew J'onn to Earth

she'd, uh... let me stow away.

I'm still sorry you felt you had to do that,

but I know life was very hard for you here.

I know you will miss each other,

but you can both take heart in the extraordinary gifts

you have given one another

and the extraordinary adventures you have shared.

A lovely sentiment.

And as your Bio-Ship is a reflection

of your life and love,

so, too, is the wedding canopy

a reflection of we who share your life and love.

Together, we will work to unite disparate pieces.

And together we will assemble a canopy

to shelter us from past discord

and shield us against future strife.

We build this canopy for new unions.

And re-unions as well.

It is over, Baron.

Nightwing, take all your heroes out of my country.

- At once. - Gar? Gar.

- I can't lose another brother. - Gar!

Hey, easy, "Snapper"!

- Who were you talking about? - What?

Just now. You were a million miles away.

- And murmuring about... - Your Highness.

Prince J'emm,

allow me to introduce...

B'arzz O'oomm, the former Green Beetle.