[center][color=lightyellow][sub][sup][h1]Shazam[/h1][/sup][/sub][/color][/center]
[center][color=lightyellow][sub][sup][h3]2.1: A Traitor Among Among Us[/h3][/sup][/sub][/color][/center]

All was peaceful. The time between the trip to Atlantis up until now provided Najee with ample time to rest and discover the extent of his powers. Whether his endeavors succeeded remained to be seen; or so he thought. He and Toon Girl were assisting with cleanup like the rest of the team. Life around the headquarters since the Society's attack was mundane; Najee enjoyed the lull, Shazam desired battle. When the two were suddenly ambushed, indeed Shazam's wih was fulfilled, yet he was thoroughly unprepared. While doing mundane tasks, Najee preferred his 'human' form, an abuse of his powers it would be to belittle his Shazam form for a little house cleaning. He was lucky, however. Supergirl showed up in the nick of time; a nigh-cowering Najee could hardly utter the magic word.

He took off in a sprint; Najee' heart raced, and as he ran he tripped and landed flat on his face. Stacked ceiling remnant from Supergirl's lasers provided ample protection from the White Martian's advance enough for him to rise to hi feet again regardless of his present disorientation. Unnerved, he clamored to both feet and broke into a sprint toward the front entrance where Supergirl had gestured; through parched lips, Najee tried to utter the word--there was nothing. And again he tried, but lacking all conviction, there was nothing. His fear had overtaken him, and until courage breathed itself into him again he would remain impotent, unable to transform. He would have to figure this one out on his own.