Courtney Whitmore

Courtney Whitmore stumbled backward, panting as the Cosmic Staff sparked and hummed in her grip. She’d been trying to test a new trick Pat had mentioned—something about “dimensional rift detection.” But instead of detecting one, she’d accidentally created it. A swirling vortex of crackling energy hung in the air above Main Street, and through the distortion, shadowy figures began stepping out—familiar shapes she’d only seen in the JSA’s old case files. “Uh... oh no. Oh no.”

Her eyes widened as she recognized them—villains from decades past, long before she was even born. People who shouldn’t even be alive anymore. The portal kept widening, spitting out more and more of them, each looking just as real and dangerous as they had in their prime.

“This... is bad. Like... really bad.”

Courtney tightened her grip on the Staff and tried to steady her breathing. Blue Valley was in trouble—and this time, it wasn’t just her town’s history on the line. It was all of it