When I first met them, I thought they were gods. But they’re not. So you’d think we had little in common. An Atlantean. A space cop. A Kryptonian. A billionaire. And me. I was the only child born on an island of amazons. Once created by the gods to protect the world, they chose to abandon it. I grew up hearing horrible stories of the lands beyond our shores. Then one morning, something washed up that changed everything. I spent hours sitting on the beach looking at what was left of it. I was searching for something. We’ve all been searching. For the truth. Adventure. Purpose. Justice.