With magic!

Luckily, you remembered that you still have your communicator on you. And you touched the call button to contact J'onn. "Mr. Martian? I tried to get back to the Watchtower, but I got way off course."

"I have your coordinates," he told you, "but it would seem teleporting you by our pads had an adverse effect on them. They short-circuited three times, and it's been fixed as many times. We'll send Zatanna to pick you up." You were genuinely surprised that you unintentionally damaged the teleporting station...

"Roger that." You felt a bit dismayed about causing a breakdown, but thankful too that there were mechanics that can repair the problem. With that situation averted for now, resolved by your promise not to use the pads until you found a way to do it without making it break, you wondered where those light blue objects came from in the first place; the same color as the lights the pads surrounded you in when you teleported... 'Could the teleporting pads have given me the means to make those things?' you thought

"Yes and no, master."

You heard that... You heard your REGEN bots! They made a conscious link finally! 'REGEN...? Did you give me that power from teleporting?'

"Affirmative. Your body was, as you call it 'warped' from one place to another enough times so that we may analyze its contents. Unfortunately, as we have now learned, doing so allowed us to connect to your machinery able to generate warp energy, thus having it gradually malfunction with every use. Once we were aware of the connection, we quickly learned how to generate the energy after we successfully stored it into our data banks."

You couldn't believe what you were hearing: were the nanobots doing things without your approval? "Forgive us, master. We responded to your primary function: to improve yourself. So, as with the 'teleporting pads,' when the one known as Batman bombarded you with 'smoke bombs,' we were beginning to learn how to assimilate its molecular bonds in order to repair any physical damages that had been dealt upon you." Again, you couldn't believe how much stronger they were making you, as 'humanly' as possible. Finally, Zee showed up.

"Hi, Shadow. Hope you don't mind." She was wearing her traditional magician's outfit, but with black nylons instead of fishnets. You just shook your head as she grabbed you. "Hold tight. Tropelet su ot eht Reohctaw egdirb." And you were transported away back to the control center of the space base.

"Wow..." you sighed softly. Teleporting by magic felt different than by the pads. Similar to being whisked away to heaven by one of His angels.