<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/marvel_dc/images/b/b0/Miss_Martian_Earth-16_002.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20130504124041)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>M'gann M'orzz<br/><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong>Miss Martian<br/><strong>Affiliation:</strong>Remnants of the Justice League<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Saturday the 17th of October 2015, 20:10<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gotham Central Bank, Central Gotham<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Aquaman, Red Hood, Supergirl, Booster Gold, White Canary, Maggie Sawyer, Poison Ivy, and anyone else.<hr/><br/>Having seen the trouble brewing at the bank while she, Dick, Wally, and Conner had been at Fish Mooney's, M'gann hadn't waited for an invitation.  There was a clear and present danger to be dealt with, people were in harm's way, and she had the power to do something about both.  That was enough for her to have slipped out the back and flew off with all speed to Gotham Central where Poison Ivy was raising all kinds of Hell.  That she could not allow, not after Darkseid, not after losing her uncle and almost everyone else she cared about.  There had been too many deaths in the last several years, and she was done.  There was no way she'd let another fall if she could do something about it, so she was hellbent on stopping Ivy at any cost.  As far as the martian was concerned, they'd been too soft with their enemies.  That was why the League was dead and they were still here.<br/><br/>At least that's what part of her believed, the darker side of her personality, partially born of her white martian DNA, the rest having been born when she had let go of her reluctance to do what was necessary to keep the world safe without holding herself back in the process.  Still, she knew she was getting dangerously close to a line she couldn't cross over, but again it all went back to her intense fear of losing anymore of her friends and family.  Shaking those thoughts away for now, M'gann took a steadying breath as she pulled the hood attached to her black shirt and blue cape over her head and disappeared from sight, or near enough that it wouldn't have mattered to the average onlooker.  Like everything else about her, her clothing could change with a mere thought, and she was sporting her full costume, based on her late uncle J'onn's Martian Manhunter costume.  There was noticeable differences though, for one she didn't bother with a cape more times than not.  Two, she was used to working from the shadows, and so didn't have bright colors on her costume, having gone black with a red, subdued X across the front of her shirt.  And she used her martian camo ability a lot more than he ever had, but she was more than capable of throwing down in a straight up fight.<br/><br/>And that's what she planned to do now as she continued her flight over the city, hearing the destruction of police cars and the screams of terrified people as Ivy's ferocious, mutated plants wreaked havoc around the bank and the buildings around her.  No sooner had she crested the last of the buildings did she see a beam of gold light erupt from the ground just as a car was deflected by a man bearing a golden, three pronged trident.<em>Uncle Orin!</em>Her dour mood forgotten, M'gann called out to the Atlantean as she hovered a foot off the ground moments after the King of the Seven Seas had sent the terrified civilians on their way.  By the time she had gotten close, he had rejoined the line of heroes already present.  Red Hood was as hostile and single minded as ever, but she couldn't blame him for that in the slightest, although the reasons for his willingness to take Ivy down hard were different from her own.<br/><br/>Booster Gold left a bad taste in her brain since he didn't serve the public interest if it didn't help him first, but on the other hand, even M'gann knew that he wasn't as bad as he pretended to be.  She knew when a person was lying without needing to read their thoughts directly, given the fact she could sense emotions without needing to actively concentrate on doing so, and almost anytime Micheal opened his mouth, M'gann could pick up a note of guilt and shame even as he tried to pretend otherwise.  That said, she still didn't like him all that much, but here, in front of a known enemy, it didn't matter.  They were on the same side and that was all that mattered.  As much as she tolerated his presence, barely, he was still a hero, still a comrade in arms, so she was determined he survive this night as well as the rest of the team around her.<br/><br/>The ground erupted directly beneath M'gann's feet, interrupting her thoughts, either through intent or mere coincidence in an effort to take down one of the others at her side.  Or rather, it would have, but she had sensed the rapid arrival of the vine before it could ensnare her, not that it would have managed such a thing since she could have easily density shifted right through it.  Regardless, it didn't get a chance to move to either the right or the left to seek out an easy target as M'gann raised her right hand and gripped it in a vice of telekinetic energy.  With very little effort, she cut it off at the root, severing the giant vine where it came out of the ground and lifted the writhing mass into the air with her outstretched hand before tossing the entire thing towards the bank.  The giant vine slid to a stop in front of the bank steps, the only warning Poison Ivy and her goons would get from her before she'd take them down.<strong>"It's over Ivy!  Surrender or the next won't be thrown at your feet!"</strong>M'gann shouted, keeping herself camouflaged as she floated to a stop in front of Red Hood, her 'uncle' Orin, and Booster Gold, her hand outstretched towards the gang at the other end of the clearing.  The next move was hers, and a part of M'gann hoped Poison Ivy would want to test her luck.  It would give her a justified excuse to tear her down like so much kindling.