<div align="center"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/kd32mdF.jpg?1)<br/><br/><br/></div></td><td>                            </td><td><div align="center">(http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/scale_small/10/100647/2869108-sb_cv20_2d6zilu8mg_.jpg)<br/><br/><br/><br/></div></td></tr></tbody></table></div><hr/><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Conner "Kon-El" Kent<br/><strong>Nom de Guerre:</strong> Supberboy<br/><strong>Affiliation:</strong> The *New* Batfamily  <br/><strong>Time:</strong> Saturday the 17th of October 2015, 20:15 - 20:18<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Hamilton Building (Apartments) Gotham South, Central Gotham<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Oracle, Batwoman, Nightwing, Spoiler<br/><hr/> </div><hr/><br/>Conner was fast. Probably one of the fastest people around, especially in the air. (He hated to admit it, but landspeed was reserved for one guy in all red as champ, and Conner was close but even Superman couldn't be the best at<em>everything</em>) Once he'd cleared the secret tunnel, he cut upwards at a 90 degree angle, then once he cleared the skyline, he turned on the juice. "ETA about 2 minutes. I don't wanna fly too fast and get picked up on radar." It was a broadband statement, sent to everyone on that frequency.<br/><br/>During his flight, he had to wonder. Just who was breaking in here? Did they get lucky, or were they good enough to live up to the team's expectations that they weren't just some flavor of the week? He also had to wonder just what it was this person or persons wanted, what they'd do with it if they got it. So many questions that only raised more questions. Well, it was a good thing they planned on nipping this problem right in the bud. Then he could ponder all he wanted while whoever broke in sat in a cell.<br/><br/>Whether it was at Arkham or Bell Reve or any of the other super powered installations fully depended on who they were dealing with. Before he knew it, he was there, and since he was acting as eyes in the sky for the team, said eyes started scanning the entirety of S.T.A.R. Labs. The main facility, the grounds, any outlying buildings. All of it. Conner's vision changed from enhanced, to X-Ray, to every other spectrum he could use, and at first he saw nothing.<em>Then</em>, he saw bodies piled in a room. He narrowed his vision and looked inside them. He saw hearts beating, organs pumping.<br/><br/>They were still alive. "Still no word on who or how many, guys. But the exterior guards are all knocked out. And sorry, can't get us an inside look. The walls are lead lined. From what I can see though, there's no traces anyone was here aside from the guards and Oracle's alarm. Whoever did this is a pro, or<em>pro's</em>. The only reason we even know is because she thought ahead." Zooming down, he called 911 from one of the guards phones, then searched them.<br/><br/>"I called 911 just in case, and I checked the guards. All the good stuff is missing...like keycards for the building. Whoever did this took them down, slipped inside, and started the hack from there. That's the only thing I can think of, because Oracle should've been able to catch an attempted remote access before it got past her firewalls, right? It's a whole lot tougher when they've got hardline access directly into the system." He'd done all he could for now, so he retreated across the street, standing on the edge of a building and waiting for the rest of the team to arrive. Sure he could go in guns blazing, but he wasn't a solo act anymore. He had a team, and they'd back him up just like he would them. If he charged in now and get his ass handed to him...well Nightwing didn't need anymore ammo.