-X- Somewhere in North America -X-

"Well surprising things are in the sky tonight. The Aurora Borealis has apparently come south to become visible overhead since shortly after 7:00 this evening. As you can see on our camera on the Lexicon Convention Center it is quite a sight… Click."

The elderly woman easily in her late 70's got up wearily from her recliner. She grabbed her cane and walked slowly to her front door to look out up at ribbons of light that danced overhead. She watched them silently for a moment then simply said. "Someone's coming."

-X- Gotham -X-

Approximately six hundred miles up in the air is an incredible height to reach in flight. However it is also a terrible place to fall uncontrollably from. Nate's entire body burned from the energy that surrounded and filled him at the same time. Yet all the while he felt as if he was falling. Falling for the longest time as if into a bottomless pit that ran through the center of the earth his nerves screaming the whole way. But everyone knows it is not the fall that kills someone but the sudden stop at the end.

When his fall ended if not for the instinctual use of his telekinesis to soften his impact he would be a puddle on the bottom of his 300meter wide crater. But the stress was too much even for someone as powerful as him as he slipped into unconsciousness he called for the only thing he knew could bring him peace. "Mom?"

"Hahahaha. Mommy higher!" A brown haired little boy said as he bounced in the air. He was caught one last time then thrown high into sky. So high he was now looking down on the tree he was just under. He floated in the air there giggling a moment till some movement caught his eye. In a nook between overlapping branches lay a nest. In which lay a meadowlark, which sat patiently waiting for the day her children would also learn to fly.

"Birdies." The boy's curiosity got the best of him. He lifted the bird out of her nest with his mind and held her in the air while he picked up one of the two chicks in the nest. He sat it in his hand so he could examine it.

The chick struggled to set itself upright in his cupped hands all the while chirping for it's mother to come to it's aid. Nate felt it's fear and tried to send soothing thoughts to it but it only seemed to make the chick even more uncomfortable which scared the boy. "Mommy?"

*Put it back. * The boy heard in his mind. He looked down to see a very serious look in his mother's green eyes. He set the chick back in the nest with its sibling. He then sat the mother-bird on top of them like she was. He could feel the fear and anxiety leaving the birds as he slowly came down into his mother's arms. "I'm sorry."

"It's alright sweetie, you just got to learn not to mess with baby animals. Okay?" She stuck her pinkie finger out.

"Okay." He wrapped his pinkie around his mothers, he then asked. "Mommy, why is the baby-birdies hair is the same like their mommy's and mine is brown and yours is red?"

His mother was hesitant. The boy could sense pain filling his mother's heart as he got a partial image from her mind of a man. Could this be his father? What had he done to cause these feelings as she tried to come up with an answer to his question?

Before any of these questions could be answered raindrops fell on his mothers face bringing her back to reality and blocking her son's probing. "Come on Nate. Let's get home before the rain really get's going."

"Ok." He took his mother's hand so they could run back to their home. "Mommy?"

"Yes, sweetie?" She answered with a smile on her face peeking through the red hair that circled her head.

Nate remembered the pain his mother felt and he didn't want to ever have her feel that way again. "Never mind."

"Okay." Just as she answered him an incredible boom like a crack of thunder went off behind them. Nate was pushed away from his mother with firm but gentle telekinetic push just as she was struck in her back by some sort of red lightening.

"MOMMY!" Nate was going to run to his mother when another blast drew a line between them. He turned to see a tall blond man had never seen before with a glowing fist. Who began to laugh maniacally as he pointed his glowing fist at Nate. "Boom."

Cracka-boom-da-da-doom was the sound Nate awoke to. Nate found himself soaked in mud at bottom of a large dent in the earth. Cold rain may have been falling upon his face but the air felt hot and sticky. He wearily pulls himself up and out of the muddy pool only to find himself in the middle of a forest on the side of a tall hill ridge overlooking a large city he never recalls seen before.

Hearing the sound of traffic nearby to the south, Nate begins walking in that direction. Finding his way onto the side of a small backroads' route just as a large semi-truck goes rolling past to reveal a sign hidden in the darkness stating Gotham City is seven miles away. Next exit Arkham Ayslum. "W...where am I?"