"Move!" Robin yells.

They run for the exit as the explosives go off one by one, bringing the roof down on top of them and the monster both. 

But by how quickly this building's coming down, they are not going to make it out before it all collapses around them -

He leaps forward to catch a large, sturdy looking bit of the second floor before it can hit the ground and shatter under its own weight. Then with gritted teeth and concentration, he carefully lowers one end to the floor to make a sort of lean-to out of reinforced concrete. A shelter, of a sorts. It's fine if they have to dig their way out after the building's done falling; he and Aqualad are tough enough to manage that. The important thing is to make sure the squisher members of the group are not crushed beneath their trap. These people should not become pancakes, he likes them. He makes a note to himself for later: Next time, when collapsing a building, have an exit strategy.

Aqualad helps by tackling Robin and Kid Flash into the improvised cover. 

Their makeshift barrier crunches ominously as sections of roof land on top of it, but holds.

When the dust has settled, they push their way free and stand up amid the rubble. Night fell at some point while they were underground, and the full moon is high in the sky. A light rain falls around the four of them, washing the grit from their upturned faces. 

His first priority is making sure everyone with him makes it out of the collapse safely. Is the makeshift lean-to likely to collapse (no), is he able to hold it up (yes), are his friends suffering from critical injuries (they're worse for wear, but nothing life-threatening). Then, once the dust and rubble have settled, it's making sure they all make it out from under it safely. Only then, when he's sure that everyone is well and truly safe does he notice the droplets of water collecting on his hair.

He looks up, and it stops him cold. In a mix of wonder and awe, he looks up at the sky. A little hesitantly, he reaches out a hand to catch the rain.

"We...we did it!" 

Aqualad is panting, clearly exhausted, but relieved. 

"Was there ever any doubt?" Robin jokes. 

He's rubbing his head, but seems chipper enough. 

He and Kid Flash grin at each other, high-five, then wince in unison when the motion pulls at their injuries. 

"We did it," he repeats, a little distantly. He's clearly not paying too much attention to them right now, in favor of just staring. There's this much space and wonder in the world? He knows the word rain but he didn't ever - ever experience it. The breeze is warm and the rain is cool, and the planet is so large. For all of his engineered power, for all of his implanted training, for all that he felt like a giant even when next to a monstrous behemoth - this is the first time that he feels well and truly small.

His vision blurs and he doesn't know why, until he blinks and he realizes that his eyes were filled with tears.

"Aaaand we're in trouble." 

Kid Flash is looking up at the sky, where a flying figure has appeared silhouetted against the moon. 

As the figure comes closer, it resolves into a man in red and blue, with a red cape trailing behind him. 

He swoops down towards the four, face unreadable.  

Other members of the League float in to surround them, either under their own power or standing on platforms created by the Green Lanterns and the magician Eventide. 

Superboy recovers himself upon the arrival of the League. He can't help but tense a little, wondering if they're going to be upset about the collapsed building. Or decide that because he was made to be a weapon he should be treated like one. Or that his friends stepped out of line, or something.

Superman doesn't seem to recognize what he is, or he's just not reacting to it at all. Has Superman not noticed the symbol on his chest..? Oh. His solar bodysuit got ripped and the symbol was a casualty. That's easy enough to fix. He picks up the edge of the bit of torn fabric to reveal the 'S,' tilting his head and looking at Superman curiously.

Superman jerks back like he's been slapped. 

No-one says a word. The only sounds are rainfall, feet crunching on rubble, and fabric flapping in the wind. 

Oh. Huh. That - is not the reaction he expected to elicit from that. He feels sort of bad? Sorry, Superman, he didn't mean to upset you with his existence.

He drops his hand.

Eventide takes one look at Superman, sets everyone that can't fly down, then lands next to the group.

"Hey," he says, stepping forward. He looks over everyone. He decides that maybe the Dad Voice is not required right now. "What happened?"

Batman has also stepped forward to stand at Superman's shoulder. 

He looks at Superboy. "Is that what I think it is?" 

"Uh, maybe don't call him an 'it'?" Kid Flash snaps, suddenly next to Superboy. 

He beams at Kid Flash.

Then, because he should probably make a habit of speaking for himself, he says, "I'm a clone of Superman, created by Cadmus. There's um, a giant monster thing that used to be a scientist? He's under some rubble over... theeeere-ish." He points. "Maybe check on him and punch him a couple of times if the building falling on him didn't get him."

A shockwave runs through the League at his words. 

A group of them, including both Green Lanterns, Hawkman, and Hawkwoman, go to check on ex-Doctor Desmond. Superman walks away to think; Martian Manhunter and Wonder Woman join him. 

"We'll make sure it's handled. Anything else that needs immediate attention?"

"Guardian is unconscious downstairs and might need medical attention, I don't know, we didn't have time to check. Um, don't worry the Genomorphs, they're friendly, they were made by Cadmus and don't like them either."

... This explanation raises a lot more questions than it answers, but okay. He can arrange that someone go downstairs to check on Guardian, yep. He does that. One of the Green Lanterns; they're used to weird species and could diagnose Guardian quickly.

"Why don't we start from the beginning," he invites, gently steering the apparent sixteen-year-old away from his assembled companions.

Best to get the kid away from them sooner rather than later, because those three are about to get Dad Voiced at by someone much scarier than a grown man in a three piece suit and a top hat. Batman's hard to read on the best of days, but they've been working together for years. Eventide is well aware that Batman hates surprises. It's safe to say that this counts as a surprise. Worse, the surprise came from three teenagers running off on their own to stick their nose directly into trouble, one of them being Batman's sidekick/sort of adopted son Robin. Even if he's hard to read, it's pretty safe to say that Batman is pissed. Let's keep the innocent bystander out of the line of fire.

Um. He can see what Eventide's doing. He's trying to politely separate him from the trio. This is fine, right? He looks back to Aqualad to make sure that this is fine.

Aqualad nods.

"Go. We will explain to Batman." 

"I look forward to hearing it." 

Kid Flash looks mildly terrified. Even Robin seems nervous, although he's trying to play it off. Both of them attempt reassuring grins in Superboy's direction. 

... Oookay. Well, if they say so. He lets Eventide lead him away, and then starts from the beginning. Or, well, such as he has it.

"Cadmus created me to be the Superboy. I'm a Genomorph, a clone made from the DNA of Superman. Created to replace him, should he perish. To destroy him, should he turn from The Light."