Robots were simple machines created to perform simple tasks. This one's task seemed to be destroying Metropolis. Jor didn't really understand the point of using a 30 foot tall robot to attack things. It seemed horribly inefficient and a waste of resources. This particular machine was going on about how someone named Lex Luthor was trying to destroy Superman. A cursory scan with his senses determined the machine was old by human technological standards. It must have been running on some ancient program or something. The death machine fired an energy blast at a car with a family still inside.

Jor blocked the blast with his back. The blast cascaded over him and created a colorful corona of energy. He offered the children a smile and waved to the horrified parents. Jor looked back at the machine. He had to end this and fast before someone got hurt or worse. Jor ran towards the machine. It fired its cannon again and Jor took off, flying towards it. As his powers expanded over the past few weeks, Jor discovered he could fly. So he pushed through the beam and smashed the robot in the torso.

The robot crumpled over and Jor planted his feet, pushing off the ground. He pushed himself faster and faster. The robot and Jor climbed higher and higher. Soon, the blue sky gave way to the black of space and stars. Jor was content with removing the robot from the planet. He wondered how something like this was supposed to hurt Superman, who was more powerful than him. And then he heard the slightly tinny voice of Lex Luthor saying something about a bomb made with something called Kryptonite. Jor had only vaguely heard about the substance. He pushed the machine away, but it was too late. There was an explosion and flash of green.

Jor went tumbling end over end, feeling a wave of nausea and weakness hit him. His vision was ringed with blackness as he fell through the atmosphere. An orange friction corona surrounded Jor as he fell. The reentry glow disappeared and Jor splashed down in the ocean. Sometime later, Jor woke up when a wave washed over him. He looked around at the sandy beach. His head was still spinning from the Kryptonite, but the sun seemed to be helping.

Knowing his goddaughter as he did, Hermes knew her one weakness. Books. She quite loved books. Ever since the invention of the printing press, she could not get enough of them. That was the only thing she ever really asked for from him. Abed because of that, she had a library to rival Alexandria. She had learned many languages to read as many stories as possible. She was always fascinated by the human imagination and whatwhat new things they could invent. She had a particular inclination for science fiction and though she'd never say it aloud, romance novels.

She had her favorite reading spots on the island, depending on the time of year. Hippolyta's garden always looked better after a visit from her; flowers bloomed in her wake and a small nest usually sprung up around her when she sat for long periods. The fields were a great place to be secluded, hidden among the tall grass. Today however she wanted to be near the shore. There was a small, open air rotunda at the top of a cliff, letting her see the entirety of the shoreline, and hear the waves crash as she read. She looked up just as there was a flash of green in the sky, bright as a second sun. She'd never seen that before.

Slowly, she put her book down, her toga shifting around her knees as she stood up. She watched as something sped through the air and crashed just beyond the crest of the horizon into the water. She made her way down to the beach just as a water nymph deposited a young man on the beach. She sat and watched for a little while, confused by this newcomer. Nymphs only ever brought females to this shore. But if she had been as confused as Zoey was by him, she would not fault her. She saw two lives intwined in one body, and one had a vastly longer life span. Perhaps even longer than her own.

When he began to stir, she slid down the small sandy slope, drawing her sword and pointing it him.

"What manner of beast are you?" she asked in Greek. She knew he could not be human, to survive a fall like that. Perhaps some sort of demon, possessing the body of the boy.

After looking around, Jor found himself face to face with a girl pointing a sword at him. He hadn't heard her coming. The blast must have dulled his senses. He wasn't really liking the way his body felt after being exposed to the meteor rocks. He was still a bit dizzy and nauseous. He took a breath to speak and ended up purging sea water from his lungs and stomach. After a moment, he looked up and touched the point of the sword. He looked down at his fingertip. It was bleeding. Either he was less invulnerable after that or it was magic. Either option was not a very good one.

The language she spoke was almost familar. He tried to recall it. Greek. Yes, that made sense. That was a language he knew. Some of the words were slightly different and he realized that she was speaking a different dialect than him. He attempted to reply in a more modern version of Greek with his peculiar accent. "I'm sorry. I don't know the exact dialect you're speaking. I hope that this is passable for communication. Otherwise, I know several other languages, if this doesn't work."

She'd called him a beast. He looked similar to her last he looked, but that was before the blast. Perhaps his form was damaged some how. Jor focused sight on her for a moment. The aura that pervaded her was different than the ones he had seen around normal humans. It was much brighter and more vibrant than he had ever seen. Different even from those around people like Lydia.

"I am not sure, but I think you called me a beast. I am not sure why I fit that description if that is the case. I'm sorry. Please, help me to understand what I have done to offend so that I might correct it.."

Zoey's hand stayed steady, keeping the sword pointed at the strange man's chest. It's symbol was familiar to her, and it was the only thing that had kept her from running him through. As he reached up to touch her sword, she was ready for anything, her other bracelet at the ready, should the need arise for a shield. But he simply pricked his finger, apparently perturbed that he was bleeding. Well, her sword was one of the sharpest things on earth. And she would use it if he proved to be a threat. Themyscira had been destroyed, rebuilt and relocated so many times in her life and she would not be responsible for bringing in the next wave. Then he started to speak to her with his atrocious accent. It sounded to her ears like he had marbles in his mouth and she grimaced at the butchering of her native tongue. But she got the jist of what he was saying. She had a number of languages in her head, finding one they both could perfectly understand each other in shouldn't be too hard.

"Se habla Espanol?" Spanish had to be a safe bet, latin based languages were all very similar and very structured. Very little change over time. It should be a safe choice. Safer choice than that eldritch abomination they called English. Diana and Donna were still trying to teach her the subtleties to it, but it seemed she would never truly grasp the nuances of intonation. Hera forbid she ever understood sarcasm either. She spoke her next few sentences slowly, just in case he couldn't follow along.

"It has been a very long time since a man has set foot on this island. And you, you are more than you appear to be. That is why I call you beast. I see the life of the one inside you, the one you possess, as well as your own. You are not human. So I ask again. What are you?"

The face she made, told Jor all he needed to know. He was apparently not pronouncing her language correctly. The dialect was wrong and while it looked like she got the gist, she didn't enjoy his speaking it. The girl changed over to Spanish. That would work. It was one of the languages Jor had picked up in his spare time. He responded to her quickly. "Si." At least his Kryptonian accent didn't show too much. Or he hoped it wouldn't anyway.

"I am sorry. The language is one of forty that I currently know. This will work for the moment." He offered her a smile. Then her commentary about something involving possession and the reason he was being called a beast. The one inside of him. Ah. It made sense now.

"I understand now. The being you see is the being I copied my emotional matrix and looks from. His physical form is stored within my probe core in a city called Metropolis. He was injured and I placed him inside for storage until I can find a way to reverse the damage I caused. I am designed not to take life, but to protect it. I wish to make sure that he lives." There was a pause while he thought about how to respond further.

"I am not a life form like you would think. I am a machine that serves beings that were once called Kryptonians. I am an artificial form. I did not know that anyone could sense the human inside me from this distance. That is rather interesting. I am called Jor or Superboy by the beings of this planet. Who are you, if I may ask and where is this island?"

Taking one more look at him, Zoey made a judgement call and her sword formed back into her bracelet and crossed her arms. His Spanish was much preferred to his Greek, though she had sudden suspicion he had learned a different style, as she had learned Greek many centuries ago. Things may have changed. Still. The sound had grated her ears.

She nudged him with her foot, seeing that his skin reacted much the same as any human she had met, there was some give and the elasticity brought it back to it's original form. It was a curious thing to her, as she had never seen such a complicated piece of technology, if he was what he claimed to be. "You replicated his form to better fit in? More than passable job, I'd say. I almost took you for human. If, I had not been able to see your host's life. It's...something I can do." She offered him a hand up to stand as he elaborated some more. If he didn't know what this island was, he obviously was not here to see the Princess or Donna.

"I am Zoey, but I have no secondary designation yet. Superboy, you say? I believe I have heard of you. You seem to have found yourself washed up on Themyscira, island of the Amazons and home to Wonder Woman." She looked up at the cliffs, sensing someone might be there as she had been to see what had fallen from the sky. She couldn't see exactly who was up there but she played a bit with her shadow as much as she could, obscuring this Jor, for now. He was not what she considered a threat, yet.

"You are curious person, Superboy..." she said after a moment. She had not met a male, of any species in a very long time. She was intrigued by his presence, though she knew it was forbidden on Themyscira. This presented her with a conundrum as even she was not immune to the consequences of breaking the law. "Curious indeed, though you are unfortunately not allowed on Themyscira." She frowned.

As Zoey nudged Jor with her foot he looked up at her, still staring at the sword. She seemed to be appraising him and passing judgment. Her blade retracted and reshaped into a bracelet of some kind. This might be good, Jor thought. When she offered her hand, Jor took it and stood up. His body was slightly sore, though it was fading into a stiffness in his muscles. "Well, he's not really my host. I just modeled my looks and human emotions after him. They help me with my investigations." Jor offered her a smile.

"I was sent out into the universe to map planets and determine if they were habitable for Kryptonians. My form lets me test that on a passable replica of a living being without harming an actual one." There was a pause. "It makes more sense than risking harm to an actual life. Damage to me is more acceptable." He pondered her mention of being able to see life energy. "That is fascinating. I am curious to see how your ability works. I can see a bioelectrical aura around living beings. You have the most radiant aura I've ever seen in a human. It's quite beautiful to observe."

The new information on Jor's surroundings made sense. Jor had been blown from orbit and couldn't calculate where he would land. Themyscira, he knew from reading in the Titans files on Donna Troy and Wonder Woman. Zoey's words rang true. He realized he could not break the laws of a sovereign country, but could not leave yet. Jor paused, thinking about what to do. He thought about what Walter and Marty would do. Or Lydia and Roxy. His solution was elegant in its simplicity. Jor hovered slightly off the ground, by three inches. "As I recall from my reading, your law states that no man may set foot on the island. I am technically not setting my feet on your island and thus abiding by your laws."

Listening to him talk, Zoey quickly decided he was no threat to anyone on Themiscyra. He wasn't a threat to anyone, really. Unless of course he deemed them a threat to life. He even seemed guilty about harming the one who's form he'd taken. But he was still male, and he was still on this island. This was bad, approaching worse as she could sense whoever had been up at the top of the cliff was no longer there.

She was caught off guard by his genuine curiosity of her abilities. Truth be told she had only a small idea of how they worked. She'd had them a long time. She never really questioned how they worked, she just knew that they did. Explaining them right this moment was proving a bit...difficult. He was apparently not done surprising her. He said her aura was beautiful, even radiant. Radiant was not a word she had ever heard in connection with herself, to one death clinged to so keenly yet kept at arm's length. Zoey felt her cheeks start to warm as she looked away, trying to maintain her calm, unaffected demeanor.

That's when she saw who had come down to the shore, flying low before dropping onto the sand a few hundred yards away behind him. Donna. Donna could be more sympathetic to Jor and being in the island. She would be more tolerant than most about his presence. She looked back at him, just as he started to explain his solution. Confused, she looked down at his feet...and a laugh jumped from her mouth. It was very simple, a technical loophole. Her father would have loved it. Those were the best kinds of loopholes.

"Laughter? From you, Zoey? That's a rare sound." Zoey quickly sobered up looking at Donna as she walked over. Her life line was so messy, she didn't try looking at it unless she wanted a headache. Still, she lived the older woman like her sister and was glad to see her.

"Um...yes. As you see, we have a visitor, from the outside. I was simply making sure he was alright, " she said, switching back to ancient Greek automatically.

"I see. How'd he find us?" Donna answered in kind, looking Jor over for injury.

"Um..." Her mind blanked for a moment. "Oh, he fell, from the sky. It was an accident. I think one of the nerids or nymphs brought him ashore."

"Ahhhhhhh," Donna nodded serenely. Then she too looked down at his feet, noticing they did not actually touch the ground. She chuckled. "Well introduce me to your friend. I see he's found away around our pesky 'no men on the island' rule. I like him already."

"Donna, this is Jor. He, like you, has another name. Superboy." Donna's eyes lit up as she looked back at Jor, holding out her hand. Zoey knew that look. That look always preceded her scheming. She hated that look.

"Superboy? From the Titans?" She switched to English easily and Zoey scrunched her nose. "Well, we can't just leave him here, now can we? Fellow titans always welcome each other. Come on, Zoey. He deserves a tour." she grabbed her sister in a one armed hug around the shoulders and started leading them back to the city. Zoey was now certain she was up to no good.

Zoey turned away as her face flushed and her heart beat increased. Jor watched this with interest. He knew from his interactions that this usually meant he'd said something embarrassing to someone. He was still learning the social nuances of being a human and this was usually the part in the conversation where someone would correct him. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude. I hope I did not offend. I am still learning the... subtleties of interacting with humans."

Another person approached and Jor's eyes quickly flicked over. Jor identified her from memory. Donna Troy. A memeber of the original incarnation of the Teen Titans. He had seen her picture in the files he read. Then Zoey laughed at his solution to the Amazonian laws. He knew that if someone was laughing that he had done something correct. That was what the Flash always told him, anyway. Both women started talking in Ancient Greek again, and Jor found that he could understand enough of it to follow.

Jor took Donna's hand and shook it, firmly but gently. He offered her a warm, genuine smile. "Greetings, Donna Troy. It is an honor to meet one of the original Teen Titans. My friends call me Jor. May I be Jor to you? I have read much about you in the Tower's computer." He floated along after them. Jor was a scientist, so he began scanning and observing everything. Belatedly, he added, "I'm sorry for intruding on your island unannounced... I was blown up by a robot."

"Ah the Tower," Donna sighed wistfully as they walked back toward Zoey's reading spot. "Lots of fun memories there. And I would love to call you Jor." Donna smiled, still keeping Zoey close. Zoey was seriously wondering what Donna was up to. But she stayed silent, simply observing the interaction. She liked to simply watch most people, she found she learned a lot more by what people did than what they said, and she always tried to think before she spoke herself, to make sure her actions and words were in tune.

As they hiked up, she snagged her book, Donna finally easing her grip on Zoey. She looked over at Jor when he mentioned he'd been blown up by a robot. She gave him a once over. He seemed in perfectly fine shape. He must be very durable as well. Donna simply waved him off with a laugh.

"Ah, been there, done that. Wasn't very fun. Though I am going to assume that's how you got past the island's defenses." Donna started leading them down the path through the field back to the city, Zoey keeping Jor in front of her this time should anything untoward happen. She didn't think it would, but she was being cautious.

"I've heard some about you, Jor. Haven't been planet side very long. But I'm glad you've joined the Titans. Those were some of my best years there. Lots of memories. Lots of friends. I was hoping...Maybe you'd take Zoey with you when you feel well enough to head back?" Donna turned around to walk backward while she asked the question. Zoey stopped dead in her tracks. Go? Out there? Into the Man's World? With all the war and violence? Zoey shuttered, remembering the last time she'd been out there, having to help her father bring the souls to Tartarus.

"Donna, why? I haven't been out there since...since..."

"That's precisely why. I think it would do you wonders to go out there and make a difference. And some friends." Donna smiled at her. Zoey just sighed. Donna was going to have her way, regardless of Zoey's feelings on the matter. But that didn't mean she wasn't going to make it easy.

"Donna...I can't just go out there. Themysicra has been hidden for years from the outside world. No one has seen an Amazon in years. I can't just leave." Donna just smiled at her and kept walking toward the city. Zoey had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"Well, it was not my intention to bypass your defenses. The machine sort of... knocked me out of orbit rather forcefully. I am glad I came to be here though." He followed along, looking around and listening to Donna talk. While they walked, Jor scanned the island with his senses. He took in all of the classical Greek architecture and heard the sounds of the island. Amazon warriors and their various conversations and sounds. It was a chance of a life time. Then Jor was brought back to his senses when he noticed the immediate increase in Zoey's heartbeat and slight increase of breath at the mention of Jor taking her with him. He could hear the blood rushing through veins and capillaries as she formulated a response.

He offered Donna a smile. "I could only do that if it was Zoey's decision, but it would be no hindrance to me. I have discovered my ability to fly recently and my strength seems up to the task." Then his smile was focused on Zoey. He attempted to reassure her. "I do not wish to do anything that is against your will, Zoey. If you do not wish to go with me, I will not force the issue."

There was a pause while he listened to them speak. "If I may interrupt. Speaking as an outsider who has been observing the human race... They have the capacity for great good. There are some who are bad, but not all of them. They are confused as a race, but they're learning. They need time to grow still, but I see great things for this race. They need people like us to ensure that they see that day. Even if you choose not to accompany me, I hope that you do come see some of the amazing things they've done at some point."

Looking back and forth between Donna and Jor, Zoey sighed. She knew her queen would never voice it out loud. She had made her commitment to her people and she couldn't leave the island herself, even if she wanted to for personal reasons. And maybe it was time. Time for her to see the world again. It was not at war like the last time she had wandered away, full of death and destruction. But she would also keep an eye out for her children. Donna would never ask her to, but Zoey knew she was worried about them.

"Very well...I will go with Jor. It is as my queen wishes. And I suppose it is time that I see more of the world. Just as I was given a second chance, I shall give the world a second chance."

A part of her did want to go, did want to explore what world inspired the books she read again and again. Learning more about it would let her understand more of what she had read, and more in general. As old as she was, there was always something more to learn. Donna hugged her before resting her hands on her shoulders, a small silent thank you in her eyes before letting her go.

"Well, the world needs another Wonder Girl after all this time. I dare say it should be you." She smiled brightly at Zoey, who simply nodded before turning to Jor.

"It appears I will be accompanying you. And have gotten a secondary designation. All sorts of new and interesting things are happening today."

"I am glad that you wish to accompany me, Zoey. There are many questions I would like to ask you about your culture. I wish to learn as much as I can." The Kryptonian boy gave her a good natured smile. His thirst for knowledge motivated Jor's enthusiasm. He continued looking around and taking the sights in with his enhanced vision, making observations about architecture and some of the coverings the Amazons wore. The entire experience was amazing for him. Jor was seeing things few other men ever had.

"Wonder Girl." He said it aloud, trying the new name for her out. "It is a name be fitting someone such as yourself." Jor paused, realizing his words, and blushed. "Not that I meant that in a provocative way. I'm sure that you're... I am just going to cease speaking for a few moments. If we could just forget that I am awkward in social situations involving living people, it would be appreciated."

After a few moments of regaining his composure, Jor looked around. If Zoey was going to accompany him, there were logistics to figure out. She would need a place to live. A way to get there. He had many questions that he should find answers to. "Do you have things you need to bring with you? Can you fly or do you need help? I can help you find a place to live, but in the meantime, you could probably stay at Titans Tower."

There was a quiet pause as something else occurred to him. "I have friends on the Titans who can help you with these and other things, if you feel I am not up to the task. I am not sure of your comfort levels with a strange alien space probe you just met." It had occurred to the probe that he was not really prepared for these kind of situations. Jor quietly wished that Jor-El had given him some sort of protocols for interacting with living beings that made him a bit less awkward.

Nodding politely along at his enthusiastic acceptance, Zoey figured it would make sense for him to want to learn everything. As he had said before, he was sent out into the universe for research. He seemed to quite enjoy his task. Though of course she would want to know everything he had learned from his time on Earth. He would be a rather unbiased, if enthusiastic and optimistic guide to the outside world. It was probably the best thing that he was optimistic, and also learning about the world as she was. Zoey figured his enthusiasm for learning would make giving the outside world a second chance easier to handle.

"I will answer your questions as best as I can. Just so long as you can answer mine about the world at large. I...have not been off this island since 1942. I hear much has changed." She looked over at Donna who seemed to have a genuine smile on her face, a rare occurrence as of late. She would do this for her queen, if only to see her smile more like that. It did help that her new friend was a rather scholarly individual who seemed fascinated by everything. That could be an infectious attitude for her. She did like to learn new things.

Jor tried out her new moniker, and she looked away, trying to hide her burgeoning smile. It did not sound so intimidating now to take up Donna's old name. But then Jor began to ramble and Donna began to chuckle and Zoey was forced to hide her smile behind her hand. She may have giggled. Though if anyone ever asked she would deny it and give them a look that said there was no conceivable way a giggle was a sound she could produce.

"I have a few things I can take with me. Others, I feel should stay here unless absolutely needed. I can fly. My sandals," she motioned to her gladiator sandals with a small flourish. "They allow me to fly. So it wouldn't be a problem. I would just need to follow you."

Donna shooed away some of the other Amazons as they watched Jor warily. She paid them no mind either, but she knew what they knew, if both their queen and Zoey were not attacking this new person, he was not a threat. Zoey watched him carefully, seeing him become unsure of himself while offered his help. Tentatively, she reached out to his shoulder, and gave it a light squeeze. "I would feel more comfortable with you, than with them. You and I are both outsiders, we shall learn together."

"That is agreeable to me, Wonder Girl. I have only been around a short time, but I am sure I can catch you up on all the conveniences of the modern world. It really is a sight to behold."

The Kryptonian probe took a deep breath and cleared his mind the way Lydia Danvers taught him. She trained him to master his powers and still used it to master his dual mental state. Jor let his heart rate slow and became focused on the now. He gave a smile to Zoey and Donna. His face was slightly flushed from the earlier ramblings and her giggles didn't help, but Jor decided to change the subject before his face matched the star of his homeworld.

"I will be more than happy to assist you with carrying whatever you need. I believe I have a place you can put your things for the time being." Jor had recently been granted an apartment in Star City. It was something that the Titans had arranged for him. But the apartment was just an empty room in the building at the moment. Jor didn't really have need for furniture and hadn't officially moved in yet. They had a lengthy conversation about how he couldn't live in the park any more because it wasn't fitting for Superboy to be homeless. He could put Zoey's things there for the time being. Perhaps, she would need some sort of creature comforts though.

The young Kryptonian stared at her sandals. They didn't seem very different from any other footwear he'd seen except for the style. But then he realized that his eyes could make out a slightly blur around them. Magic. That force that he had yet to figure out how to explain. "I have many questions for you. The first seems simple. Will you teach me your dialect? I am fluent in modern Greek, but since you seem to dislike that form of it, I would be more than willing to learn your own."