Night at the Museum

[Wonder Woman]

Wonder Woman was astonished at the jet of flames seeming to erupt from his mouth. Still holding tight the slack in the lasso, she began swinging Matt in a circle till he was done spiting fire. She stopped and smiled at him and said "Your going to be a nice boy and forget about that stupid rock"

[Matthew Park]

Matt settled down once again, landing on his feet. He looked back at Wonder Woman, and then all around the museum. Then he smiled as he looked at her. "What rock?" He asked again with a child like inflection. He looked down at the ground, and back at Wonder Woman. "There are a lot of rocks here." He said, pointing out the obvious.

After that, he fell to the floor, ready to go to sleep. He bobbed his head lazily against the floor, denting the tiling slightly. "Can I get out of this rope?" He said, almost in a trance, "It hurts to sleep in it.

[Wonder Woman]

She held on to her lasso, keeping the slack out of it and subduing Matt. She put her hand to her ear and touched her communicator. "Jonn, I've got something or someone you should see. You need to get down here at the Metropolis museum." She said.

[Jonn J'onnz]

The humm of the transporter came from a few feet behind where Wonder Woman stood, his white eyes on the man in the lasso. He recalled a christmas he'd spent in Smallville, on the Kent Farm. Martha Kent had shown him a number of pictures of Clark, as he was growing up. Save for the more modern attire, this boy could be Clark's twin.....at mid teens.

He turned to face Diana. "Bring me up to date, please. Something very strange is going on here."

[Wonder Woman]

"Doesn't he look familiar. I swear he could be a younger version of Clark. But there's only one difference, aside from different powers. He seems to get his energy from kryptonite. He broke in here to steal this rock." and she motioned to the huge piece of kryptonite laying in the floor.

[Matthew Park]

Matt rocked his head back and forth as if listening to music as the Martian appeared in the lobby. A twisted smile crossed his face as he looked at Wonder Woman. It disappeared as he looked towards the Martian, replaced by a look of confusion.

"Your friend must be sick," Matt said, in a voice that sounded like it should belong to an insane man, "He's positively green!" He snickered as he put his head back down on the ground. "Ha, green. That was classic."