Young Justice (2010–…): Season 4, Episode 17 - Leviathan Wakes - full transcript
Arion's true origins are revealed.
What are you
playing at, brother?
You are not my brother.
What is
Vandal Savage up to this time?
You are babbling.
I am not a clone.
Well?
He is telling the truth...
Or at least believes he is.
Stay out my head, Martian!
- You are certain?
- It was a cursory read.
I didn't invade his mind,
but he has no
guards up.
So. Yes,
- I am fairly confident.
- You poor bastard.
You really do not
know what you are.
You call me a bastard?
That is rich.
Think.
Your memories of your
previous incarceration...
Do they seem complete?
Do they even seem real?
You say you remember
the times I visited you here?
Of course I do.
Except I never did.
I visited the prison,
a matter of public record,
but
I never came to your cell to see you.
I was still too angry.
That... That's a lie.
It is not.
- Your mind is not your own.
- I can help you
if you'll let me.
No.
No. I don't know
what game you are playing, but
it will not work.
Let us know when you are
ready to face the truth.
I am not
a cl...
*YOUNG JUSTICE*
Season 04 Episode 17
Episode Title: "Emergency Dive"
Aired on: April 07, 2022.
Arion! Arion!
Arion!
Only the True King
can save Xebel!
- Only the True King can save Atlantis!
- Give us our One True King!
Give us Arion!
- Arion at all costs!
- It has been weeks and still
they chant his name.
I should have this so called
Arion arrested for treason!
Stop it, father!
You must know such an
action could turn this unrest
into a full-blown revolution.
And not just in Xebel,
but in every city-state
- in the kingdom.
- Aye.
Even in Nanauve, the
people call for Arion.
We had hoped to salvage
the situation here,
but, I fear we may
already be too late.
Now, finally, when your entire
kingdom is under threat,
you deign to leave your
little bubble in Poseidon is.
- That is not fair...
- You are no better girl.
When was the last time
the first daughter of Xebel
set foot or fin in
the city of her birth?
I hold you both responsible for
allowing this Arion to take...
And what of your responsibility
Ryus Nereus?
You have plotted
my overthrow for years,
sowing the seeds
of this current crisis to
both our rules!
You dare speak to me
that way in my own palace?
Good!
Settle it! I thought
I smelled royal blood
- in the water.
- Enough!
Fighting among ourselves
will not solve anything.
And despite our suspicions,
Arion has done nothing wrong.
In fact, he may very well
be the One True King that
fulfills the Prophecy.
That prophecy cannot
be fulfilled without Arion's lost crown.
A definitive answer to the question
of rule is impossible.
Hear that?
Locate.
- On your right.
- Got it.
Good.
Our response time improves.
It should. We've been down
here ducking and dodging these
thermal vents for weeks.
To be honest, I did
not expect the search to go on
- for so long.
- None of us did.
Neptune's beard.
Coral is due to give birth soon,
assuming she hasn't already.
- If we don't find the damn crown soon...
- La'gaan,
no one forced you to
accept this assignment.
Either you are here one
hundred percent, or you need
to swim away.
Right.
Sorry.
I'm here, Kaldur.
- One hundred percent.
- Then we press on
by foot or by fin,
till the job is done.
Do not take it too
hard, my friend.
- His words are harsh, but...
- I know
I just wish I had
his strength sometimes.
He is strong... But he is
also exhausted,
and has been for some time.
Plus, the death of Conner Kent
has hit him particularly hard.
Of course.
For years I held a grudge
against Conner, a petty, immature grudge.
I never made amends,
and it hurts, knowing
I'll never get the chance.
I can't imagine Kaldur's
pain... Or M'gann's.
I just wish I knew
how to help.
So do I.
Kaldur holds so much inside.
I'm afraid it is only
a matter of time
before all that he
keeps buried, rises up to overtake him.
Hear that?
Locate.
Arion!
Arion! Arion! Arion!
Though I wish
it were under different circumstances,
this Conference of Delegates
will now come to order.
Emissary Coral of Neptunos
is not in attendance?
She is
in labor, Your Highness.
How wonderful.
Indeed. And in her absence,
she has granted me her proxy.
Her proxy? To what end?
Well, we all presumed this
meeting would end with a vote.
A vote for what?
For High King of Atlantis
Relax into my current!
I cannot overcome it!
Keep fighting!
La'gaan!
Neptune's beard!
That's how it's done.
- Good work.
- Kaldur, look.
- I can't see a thing.
- Allow me
This is why we
haven't found the crown.
Over the millennia...
The ocean floor shifted.
Atlantis' original
capital sank even deeper.
By the Gods...
Whoa.
Someone was in the wrong
place at the wrong time.
Huh. I wonder who
she or he was?
There is powerful magic
in these ruins. This way.
It's getting stronger.
Yeah. I think I'm feeling
what you're feeling.
As am I.
Together, we should be
able to triangulate the source.
There!
Is that it?
That must be it. Arion's Crown!
The Crown of Prophecy.
Oh, man, not another one!
Orin! Orin, are you there?
Do you hear me?
Answer me!
The High King is
otherwise occupied.
That is fine.
You are the one I sought.
I...
I want the truth.
That is all any of us wants.
Now relax, and open
your mind to me.
Hmm.
I recognize Psimon's mind touch.
In fact, his fingerprints are
all over your psyche.
He's masked his work from you-
but not from me.
I can take you back
to your first, true memory.
He's awake.
The force-growth is almost complete?
I assume now he'll fade in
and out of consciousness
until activated?
Fine. But he's seen us.
Make certain Psimon erases this memory.
Arion!
Arion! Arion! Arion!
I never wanted this.
But perhaps, for the
sake of Atlantis,
I must once again take up
the mantle of leadership.
With all due respect,
Lord Arion,
Atlantis already has a leader.
I am sorry, my queen,
but the people disagree.
King Orin is a great hero, but
Atlantis has never taken to him
as Annax, except in Poseidon is.
Lord Arion, on the other hand,
has rallied everyone around him
by twice saving Atlantis,
and he seems to
fulfill the prophecy.
That is secondary.
Let us face the truth.
The people are on the
verge of open rebellion.
If we are each to
maintain control
over our own City-State,
we must
elect Arion High King.
Both subjects have received the
Psy-Back transfer,
with Ocean-Master's
memory engrams,
recorded just before
his incarceration?
Excellent.
Then Project Thrinos
may proceed.
Release Ocean-Master.
So,
in order to protect
your positions of power,
you would hand our Kingdom
to someone you know almost
- nothing about?
- I appreciate all Arion has done,
but to even contemplate
giving him the Crown...
Orin, you do not
have to do this.
I am a king, not a dictator.
And serve at the
behest of the people.
All those in favor of
Arion as Annax
say, "Aye."
Aye.
Aye.
Aye.
And as Emissary Coral's
proxy, I say "Aye" on her
- behalf, as well.
- Aye.
Well... At least he's powerful.
- Aye.
- Nay!
Father!
This is... Unexpected.
Thank you for your support.
I am not supporting Orin!
I am voting for myself!
Six votes for Arion.
One for Nereus.
Even without my vote,
the result is forgone.
Arion is High King.
I pray your decision
is the right one...
For all our sakes.
Amazing that my
grandson's flute contained
a recoverable sample of his DNA.
Being the first of the Homo
Magi and an immortal,
his body will have a
substantial affinity to magic.
Considerably more substantial
than your previous body, Orm.
For that, you have my undying,
literally undying, gratitude.
You understand why
we had to kill you?
Yes. I was out
of control. Apologies.
Accepted, tentatively.
This is your chance to redeem
yourself before the Light
and achieve everything I have
ever dreamt of. Thank you.
You will need to memorize
everything I know about Arion's life.
In addition, your training
with Wotan is paramount.
In the past, you were too
reliant on Neptune's Trident.
From now on, you shall
wield Arion's power without such trinkets.
- Understood.
- Psimon will soon begin
to edit this one's memories,
creating a false history
to cover his incarceration,
and the time since. He will be
pre-programmed to lose to you
and draw suspicion his way.
The puppet will end up in
prison or dead,
no longer of any
use or concern.
I'm sorry.
What they did to you...
It's unforgivable.
I must inform the King
before it's too late
- Arion! Arion! Arion! Arion!
- The people
will wish to hear from the
new High King of Atlantis,
Annax Arion.
- Delphis! Douse your light.
- Right.
Come to me, beast.
Everyone aboard!
Guess it can't eat us
if we're riding it, right?
Right?
Hold on!
Now!
Go! Go!
Whew. I thought
we'd never exit those depths.
Do we radio King
Orin we have the Crown?
- He commanded radio silence.
- Hear me.
Hear me, my children.
Hear your new, old High King...
With reluctance,
I have accepted your call
to lead our people...
And return
Atlantis to the glory of
its forebears.
I'm sorry we didn't
get the intel sooner. But.
- If you outed him...
- Were I to reveal all now,
no one would believe me.
This is a responsibility
I assume
with the full support
of your former Annax
and the leaders of all...
Ah.
Kaldur'ahm.
I believe you have
something that belongs to me.
This is hybris.
Do not put it on, brother.
We are not brothers.
We were never brothers.
My lost crown!
The Prophecy fulfilled!
Yes...
Orm!
No, no!
It has been drained of power.
Here is all the proof
you need that this 'Lord Arion' was false.
False to the Prophecy. False
to the Kingdom of Atlantis.
False to all of us.
Let this be the moment
that we as a people,
trust in ourselves and not in
false prophets.
Annax Orin, my husband,
is your true High King!
No, my love. This is not right.
I am not the king
that was foretold.
It is Queen Mera who
fulfills the Prophecy!
Arion may have
been the stranger
and herald, the conqueror
of Neptune's Trident.
But it was Arion, Orm and
Mera together who faced
down the Red Death.
And the Prophecy
clearly states: "When best
of these gains Arion's Crown,
our one True King
revives renown."
Can anyone doubt
that Mera Nereus
is the best of those three?
Can anyone doubt
that Mera Nereus is the best of us all?
It is Mera Nereus,
Princess, Queen and Sorceress,
who must be our High King.
Mera! Mera! Mera! Mera!
What say you?
- Aye!
- Now, she's an Annax
- I can respect.
- Aye.
It is unanimous.
No, Orin, no.
Let us be honest.
The Crown, any crown,
never sat easily upon my head.
You were raised in a Palace,
taught what it meant to rule.
I was raised in a lighthouse
to a very different destiny.
It is as it must be, my love.
It is time for our long
cataclysm to end.
Atlanteans, all Atlanteans,
must be reunited as one people.
And our Seven Seas
as one World Ocean,
and all eight city states
will feel the benefits of our rule.
All hail High King Mera!
Annax Mera! Annax Mera!
Annax Mera! Annax Mera!
Annax Mera! Annax Mera!
Annax Mera!
Annax Mera!
Annax Mera! Annax Mera!
Looks like you you didn't
need to worry about Kaldur.
I mean, the way he took
on that Leviathan!
He was a total bad ass!
Kaldur has training, talent
and natural instincts.
Of course, he's a
bad-ass when necessary,
but I fear he will use
this success as another excuse not to rest.
What will you do next,
Annax... Lord Orin?
Raise my son.
Support my wife and her rule.
And, I believe I will also
rejoin the Justice League.
I will, of course, relinquish
the title of Aquaman.
If the League can include four
Green Lanterns and two Flashes,
I believe it can embrace
two Aquamen...
Or three.
Wait. Really?
It is time.
Congratulations, my friend.
And it is a relief it happens now.
As I have decided I must
take a leave of absence.
It is time.
Come to gloat, my son?
You should hardly be surprised
at the result, Father.
The Lords of Order would
never have allowed their
Crown to be used by your agent.
Then they are fools.
My Project Thrinos
would have brought
order to three-fourths
of the globe.
We will not argue.
The Book of Chaos you opened
upon Atlantis millennia ago
has reached its final chapter.
Now a new story begins,
one without Vandal Savage.
It's done.
Your mind is now clear
of all programming, and outside influence
Thank you.
Here. You are free to go.
- I don't understand.
- You cannot be held
responsible for the crimes
of the original Orm,
nor for crimes committed
while your mind was enslaved by the Light.
Your slate is clean,
and I would love nothing more
than to give you a second...
Or, really, a first chance.
If you want one, you know
where to find me, brother.
The first time I took
a breath of air on the surface,
I thought I would choke.
Yet despite my fears,
when my moment came,
my gills relaxed,
my lungs expanded,
and I realized I would never
need to hold my breath.
But truthfully,
I find I have been holding
a great deal inside for a very long time.
I know, Ghosty.
I know.
I failed you.
Be careful, Connor.
Always.
I failed M'gann...
I'm out of control...
An animal, a beast...
It's who I am...
We are
trying to help you...
Who I've always been.
Superman knew.
He always knew.
Stop it.
- Stop!
- And now I've killed him.
I've killed my brother!
Hey. Wait.
Wait!
Help me...
Please...
There was a bus.
The bus from the bridge...
Oh, god!
I'm losing my mind...
Red Sun.
It was
ten years ago today.
Of course.
Robin and Kid Flash
and I did something
rather stupid.
Something that nevertheless,
I have spent a decade regarding
with over-weening pride.
We rescued Super boy
from Cadmus,
created something that became
a turning point in my life.
The Team.
And now,
ten years later,
So many of my teammates
have paid the price of my hybris.
Tula is dead.
Jason is dead.
Wally is dead.
Conner is dead.
These are sorrows,
I must come to terms with...
if I am ever to return
to the life I have led.
playing at, brother?
You are not my brother.
What is
Vandal Savage up to this time?
You are babbling.
I am not a clone.
Well?
He is telling the truth...
Or at least believes he is.
Stay out my head, Martian!
- You are certain?
- It was a cursory read.
I didn't invade his mind,
but he has no
guards up.
So. Yes,
- I am fairly confident.
- You poor bastard.
You really do not
know what you are.
You call me a bastard?
That is rich.
Think.
Your memories of your
previous incarceration...
Do they seem complete?
Do they even seem real?
You say you remember
the times I visited you here?
Of course I do.
Except I never did.
I visited the prison,
a matter of public record,
but
I never came to your cell to see you.
I was still too angry.
That... That's a lie.
It is not.
- Your mind is not your own.
- I can help you
if you'll let me.
No.
No. I don't know
what game you are playing, but
it will not work.
Let us know when you are
ready to face the truth.
I am not
a cl...
*YOUNG JUSTICE*
Season 04 Episode 17
Episode Title: "Emergency Dive"
Aired on: April 07, 2022.
Arion! Arion!
Arion!
Only the True King
can save Xebel!
- Only the True King can save Atlantis!
- Give us our One True King!
Give us Arion!
- Arion at all costs!
- It has been weeks and still
they chant his name.
I should have this so called
Arion arrested for treason!
Stop it, father!
You must know such an
action could turn this unrest
into a full-blown revolution.
And not just in Xebel,
but in every city-state
- in the kingdom.
- Aye.
Even in Nanauve, the
people call for Arion.
We had hoped to salvage
the situation here,
but, I fear we may
already be too late.
Now, finally, when your entire
kingdom is under threat,
you deign to leave your
little bubble in Poseidon is.
- That is not fair...
- You are no better girl.
When was the last time
the first daughter of Xebel
set foot or fin in
the city of her birth?
I hold you both responsible for
allowing this Arion to take...
And what of your responsibility
Ryus Nereus?
You have plotted
my overthrow for years,
sowing the seeds
of this current crisis to
both our rules!
You dare speak to me
that way in my own palace?
Good!
Settle it! I thought
I smelled royal blood
- in the water.
- Enough!
Fighting among ourselves
will not solve anything.
And despite our suspicions,
Arion has done nothing wrong.
In fact, he may very well
be the One True King that
fulfills the Prophecy.
That prophecy cannot
be fulfilled without Arion's lost crown.
A definitive answer to the question
of rule is impossible.
Hear that?
Locate.
- On your right.
- Got it.
Good.
Our response time improves.
It should. We've been down
here ducking and dodging these
thermal vents for weeks.
To be honest, I did
not expect the search to go on
- for so long.
- None of us did.
Neptune's beard.
Coral is due to give birth soon,
assuming she hasn't already.
- If we don't find the damn crown soon...
- La'gaan,
no one forced you to
accept this assignment.
Either you are here one
hundred percent, or you need
to swim away.
Right.
Sorry.
I'm here, Kaldur.
- One hundred percent.
- Then we press on
by foot or by fin,
till the job is done.
Do not take it too
hard, my friend.
- His words are harsh, but...
- I know
I just wish I had
his strength sometimes.
He is strong... But he is
also exhausted,
and has been for some time.
Plus, the death of Conner Kent
has hit him particularly hard.
Of course.
For years I held a grudge
against Conner, a petty, immature grudge.
I never made amends,
and it hurts, knowing
I'll never get the chance.
I can't imagine Kaldur's
pain... Or M'gann's.
I just wish I knew
how to help.
So do I.
Kaldur holds so much inside.
I'm afraid it is only
a matter of time
before all that he
keeps buried, rises up to overtake him.
Hear that?
Locate.
Arion!
Arion! Arion! Arion!
Though I wish
it were under different circumstances,
this Conference of Delegates
will now come to order.
Emissary Coral of Neptunos
is not in attendance?
She is
in labor, Your Highness.
How wonderful.
Indeed. And in her absence,
she has granted me her proxy.
Her proxy? To what end?
Well, we all presumed this
meeting would end with a vote.
A vote for what?
For High King of Atlantis
Relax into my current!
I cannot overcome it!
Keep fighting!
La'gaan!
Neptune's beard!
That's how it's done.
- Good work.
- Kaldur, look.
- I can't see a thing.
- Allow me
This is why we
haven't found the crown.
Over the millennia...
The ocean floor shifted.
Atlantis' original
capital sank even deeper.
By the Gods...
Whoa.
Someone was in the wrong
place at the wrong time.
Huh. I wonder who
she or he was?
There is powerful magic
in these ruins. This way.
It's getting stronger.
Yeah. I think I'm feeling
what you're feeling.
As am I.
Together, we should be
able to triangulate the source.
There!
Is that it?
That must be it. Arion's Crown!
The Crown of Prophecy.
Oh, man, not another one!
Orin! Orin, are you there?
Do you hear me?
Answer me!
The High King is
otherwise occupied.
That is fine.
You are the one I sought.
I...
I want the truth.
That is all any of us wants.
Now relax, and open
your mind to me.
Hmm.
I recognize Psimon's mind touch.
In fact, his fingerprints are
all over your psyche.
He's masked his work from you-
but not from me.
I can take you back
to your first, true memory.
He's awake.
The force-growth is almost complete?
I assume now he'll fade in
and out of consciousness
until activated?
Fine. But he's seen us.
Make certain Psimon erases this memory.
Arion!
Arion! Arion! Arion!
I never wanted this.
But perhaps, for the
sake of Atlantis,
I must once again take up
the mantle of leadership.
With all due respect,
Lord Arion,
Atlantis already has a leader.
I am sorry, my queen,
but the people disagree.
King Orin is a great hero, but
Atlantis has never taken to him
as Annax, except in Poseidon is.
Lord Arion, on the other hand,
has rallied everyone around him
by twice saving Atlantis,
and he seems to
fulfill the prophecy.
That is secondary.
Let us face the truth.
The people are on the
verge of open rebellion.
If we are each to
maintain control
over our own City-State,
we must
elect Arion High King.
Both subjects have received the
Psy-Back transfer,
with Ocean-Master's
memory engrams,
recorded just before
his incarceration?
Excellent.
Then Project Thrinos
may proceed.
Release Ocean-Master.
So,
in order to protect
your positions of power,
you would hand our Kingdom
to someone you know almost
- nothing about?
- I appreciate all Arion has done,
but to even contemplate
giving him the Crown...
Orin, you do not
have to do this.
I am a king, not a dictator.
And serve at the
behest of the people.
All those in favor of
Arion as Annax
say, "Aye."
Aye.
Aye.
Aye.
And as Emissary Coral's
proxy, I say "Aye" on her
- behalf, as well.
- Aye.
Well... At least he's powerful.
- Aye.
- Nay!
Father!
This is... Unexpected.
Thank you for your support.
I am not supporting Orin!
I am voting for myself!
Six votes for Arion.
One for Nereus.
Even without my vote,
the result is forgone.
Arion is High King.
I pray your decision
is the right one...
For all our sakes.
Amazing that my
grandson's flute contained
a recoverable sample of his DNA.
Being the first of the Homo
Magi and an immortal,
his body will have a
substantial affinity to magic.
Considerably more substantial
than your previous body, Orm.
For that, you have my undying,
literally undying, gratitude.
You understand why
we had to kill you?
Yes. I was out
of control. Apologies.
Accepted, tentatively.
This is your chance to redeem
yourself before the Light
and achieve everything I have
ever dreamt of. Thank you.
You will need to memorize
everything I know about Arion's life.
In addition, your training
with Wotan is paramount.
In the past, you were too
reliant on Neptune's Trident.
From now on, you shall
wield Arion's power without such trinkets.
- Understood.
- Psimon will soon begin
to edit this one's memories,
creating a false history
to cover his incarceration,
and the time since. He will be
pre-programmed to lose to you
and draw suspicion his way.
The puppet will end up in
prison or dead,
no longer of any
use or concern.
I'm sorry.
What they did to you...
It's unforgivable.
I must inform the King
before it's too late
- Arion! Arion! Arion! Arion!
- The people
will wish to hear from the
new High King of Atlantis,
Annax Arion.
- Delphis! Douse your light.
- Right.
Come to me, beast.
Everyone aboard!
Guess it can't eat us
if we're riding it, right?
Right?
Hold on!
Now!
Go! Go!
Whew. I thought
we'd never exit those depths.
Do we radio King
Orin we have the Crown?
- He commanded radio silence.
- Hear me.
Hear me, my children.
Hear your new, old High King...
With reluctance,
I have accepted your call
to lead our people...
And return
Atlantis to the glory of
its forebears.
I'm sorry we didn't
get the intel sooner. But.
- If you outed him...
- Were I to reveal all now,
no one would believe me.
This is a responsibility
I assume
with the full support
of your former Annax
and the leaders of all...
Ah.
Kaldur'ahm.
I believe you have
something that belongs to me.
This is hybris.
Do not put it on, brother.
We are not brothers.
We were never brothers.
My lost crown!
The Prophecy fulfilled!
Yes...
Orm!
No, no!
It has been drained of power.
Here is all the proof
you need that this 'Lord Arion' was false.
False to the Prophecy. False
to the Kingdom of Atlantis.
False to all of us.
Let this be the moment
that we as a people,
trust in ourselves and not in
false prophets.
Annax Orin, my husband,
is your true High King!
No, my love. This is not right.
I am not the king
that was foretold.
It is Queen Mera who
fulfills the Prophecy!
Arion may have
been the stranger
and herald, the conqueror
of Neptune's Trident.
But it was Arion, Orm and
Mera together who faced
down the Red Death.
And the Prophecy
clearly states: "When best
of these gains Arion's Crown,
our one True King
revives renown."
Can anyone doubt
that Mera Nereus
is the best of those three?
Can anyone doubt
that Mera Nereus is the best of us all?
It is Mera Nereus,
Princess, Queen and Sorceress,
who must be our High King.
Mera! Mera! Mera! Mera!
What say you?
- Aye!
- Now, she's an Annax
- I can respect.
- Aye.
It is unanimous.
No, Orin, no.
Let us be honest.
The Crown, any crown,
never sat easily upon my head.
You were raised in a Palace,
taught what it meant to rule.
I was raised in a lighthouse
to a very different destiny.
It is as it must be, my love.
It is time for our long
cataclysm to end.
Atlanteans, all Atlanteans,
must be reunited as one people.
And our Seven Seas
as one World Ocean,
and all eight city states
will feel the benefits of our rule.
All hail High King Mera!
Annax Mera! Annax Mera!
Annax Mera! Annax Mera!
Annax Mera! Annax Mera!
Annax Mera!
Annax Mera!
Annax Mera! Annax Mera!
Looks like you you didn't
need to worry about Kaldur.
I mean, the way he took
on that Leviathan!
He was a total bad ass!
Kaldur has training, talent
and natural instincts.
Of course, he's a
bad-ass when necessary,
but I fear he will use
this success as another excuse not to rest.
What will you do next,
Annax... Lord Orin?
Raise my son.
Support my wife and her rule.
And, I believe I will also
rejoin the Justice League.
I will, of course, relinquish
the title of Aquaman.
If the League can include four
Green Lanterns and two Flashes,
I believe it can embrace
two Aquamen...
Or three.
Wait. Really?
It is time.
Congratulations, my friend.
And it is a relief it happens now.
As I have decided I must
take a leave of absence.
It is time.
Come to gloat, my son?
You should hardly be surprised
at the result, Father.
The Lords of Order would
never have allowed their
Crown to be used by your agent.
Then they are fools.
My Project Thrinos
would have brought
order to three-fourths
of the globe.
We will not argue.
The Book of Chaos you opened
upon Atlantis millennia ago
has reached its final chapter.
Now a new story begins,
one without Vandal Savage.
It's done.
Your mind is now clear
of all programming, and outside influence
Thank you.
Here. You are free to go.
- I don't understand.
- You cannot be held
responsible for the crimes
of the original Orm,
nor for crimes committed
while your mind was enslaved by the Light.
Your slate is clean,
and I would love nothing more
than to give you a second...
Or, really, a first chance.
If you want one, you know
where to find me, brother.
The first time I took
a breath of air on the surface,
I thought I would choke.
Yet despite my fears,
when my moment came,
my gills relaxed,
my lungs expanded,
and I realized I would never
need to hold my breath.
But truthfully,
I find I have been holding
a great deal inside for a very long time.
I know, Ghosty.
I know.
I failed you.
Be careful, Connor.
Always.
I failed M'gann...
I'm out of control...
An animal, a beast...
It's who I am...
We are
trying to help you...
Who I've always been.
Superman knew.
He always knew.
Stop it.
- Stop!
- And now I've killed him.
I've killed my brother!
Hey. Wait.
Wait!
Help me...
Please...
There was a bus.
The bus from the bridge...
Oh, god!
I'm losing my mind...
Red Sun.
It was
ten years ago today.
Of course.
Robin and Kid Flash
and I did something
rather stupid.
Something that nevertheless,
I have spent a decade regarding
with over-weening pride.
We rescued Super boy
from Cadmus,
created something that became
a turning point in my life.
The Team.
And now,
ten years later,
So many of my teammates
have paid the price of my hybris.
Tula is dead.
Jason is dead.
Wally is dead.
Conner is dead.
These are sorrows,
I must come to terms with...
if I am ever to return
to the life I have led.