THIS IS A REDO! Okay, so I sort of messed up the first time, and it turned out WAY to rushed. Sorry to everyone who read it. I hope you enjoy this version more! I use some 1st person point of views (the story is mainly Robin's) and 3rd person. I'll warn you when it's a 1st person, and if it doesn't say then it's 3rd. Just to clarify.
Disclaimer: I have noticed that everyone did these, which confused me since this is obviously FAN Fiction. I'll do it anyways though. (*Sigh*) I, unfortunately, do not own Young Justice, Maximum Ride, or even a cool pair of shades. I do, however, own a muffin tin.
Chapter 1:
"The new serum is complete."
"Ugh, it's about time. You've been fiddling with it for ages now."
"Hmph, it has only been a few months. And what else can you expect when we're dealing with a whole other scenario and different factors?"
"Progress. Just give to me already, okay?
The impatient man grabbed the woman's clipboard and scanned through the data, making small grunts of approval. "It'll work. We just need a subject now. From the looks of it, it'll need to be sturdy and rather young in order for there to be any chance of success," he stated after reading through the research.
The woman's eyes glinted coldly. "What about one of those heroes? I've always wanted to cut one of them open."
"I just said they had to be young," the man stressed.
"Fine. A sidekick then; they shouldn't be too much trouble to obtain," she huffed.
The man grunted in agreement, already scrolling through a list of known child heroes. In fact, half of their life's story was at his fingertips.
Rolling back over the variables in her mind, the woman added, "The meta-gene will interfere too greatly; we need a human."
Already ahead of her, the man clicked on one of the sidekick's profile.
A contempt smile spread through her lips as she gazed at her partner's choice. "Perfect. He's young and considerably strong for his age. Bring him to me." She printed out a copy of the hero's data and strolled out of the dimly lit room, flipping through the information.
Robin was her perfect test subject.
Robin
If I fell asleep, then I would surely fall off the building. My legs were numb, and my feet were sore as I stayed perched on the roof of an apartment building. Batman had previously received an anonymous tip that a secret, illegal drug transaction would take place in an abandoned warehouse on the west side of Gotham. So, we slipped out into the night, found a nice view of the place on top of an old apartment complex to stake out the warehouse, and we sat there. And sat there. For four hours!
After I was sure that no movement within the building would ever occur, not even the scurrying of a rat, a couple of shadows slipped around the corner and darted into the warehouse.
Batman shot a sideways glance at me, and we leaped down and quietly blended into the shadows. Sure enough, three men were huddled in the corner, flashing around wads of cash and bags of some foul substance that I really didn't care about. And to think that I doubted.
Without even having to say anything, Batman and I split up and faced the small crew from opposite sides of the room. My signature cackle slipped out, and I found myself speedily approaching a wide-eyed thug. He fumbled with his pistol, but a swift kick on my part sent it skidding across the concrete floor. He wasn't going to retrieve that anytime soon. I pulled out a bird-a-rang and flicked my wrist, releasing the weapon and pinning the previously mentioned, weaponless thug to the wall.
Another dude with broad shoulders attempted to ram me, but I sprang backwards and flipped over him with ease, letting him crash into the thug that Bats had just hurled his direction. The clueless criminals collided, and promptly passed out from what must have been a minor concussion.
Batman hastily tied them up and we left the trio and their drugs to the police. Two muggings and a robbery later, I finally trudged back into the manor, self-consciously rubbing the bruise that that lady gave me from swinging her purse (don't ask) on my arm. I sank into the welcome softness of my bed, and enjoyed about thirty minutes of sleep before I was rudely awakened by the obnoxious buzzing of my alarm clock, reminding me that I still had one more day of school before spring break. This was going to be a long day.
"We could go to the movies, then swing by the donut place, all before dashing back here to crack open my new COD game." As Wally chatted on about his places for our kickoff to spring break, I became increasingly grateful that my reflecting shades hid the dark rings under my eyes, which I successfully earned from a full night patrolling with Batman and three final exams. Not wanting to crush Wally's dreams, I pretended to listen.
"Of course, we would have to raid the fridge then… Rob, wake up!" A quick shove to my shoulder caused my eyes to flutter open after being on the bridge of falling asleep. KF stood over me, now shaking me to make sure I was awake.
"Dude, stop," I half-laughed, half-moaned, "I'm awake."
"Just making sure. Okay, now where was I…"
I groaned and sank back into the cushioned chair, my legs dangling off of the armrest. Artemis walked by, chuckling at the endless rant that I received from Wally.
Crash!
The loud noise jolted me to full awareness as I jumped to my feet in a defensive stance. Wally and Artemis froze, and Superboy and Aqualad bolted into the room.
An embarrassed-looking M'Gann walked out of the kitchen, sheepishly holding a muffin tin. "Sorry, it just slipped and I dropped it on the floor," she explained, waving around the muffin tin for emphasis.
We all went back to our business, relieved. Fortunately, Wally finally shut up and was content on watching the science program that Kaldur had just turned on. I hoped that that would capture the speedster's attention for at least ten minutes, diverting his attention off of me, giving me a small amount of time to rest.
"Team, report to the mission room." Batman announced his arrival in a summons, and I begrudgingly obeyed.
We all gathered for the debriefing, which we were all sure was coming. As expected, a holographic screen appeared as Batman began. "We have been alerted of new gang activity in the Utah area. They have been ravaging all nearby towns and have grown increasingly violent. We are unsure of their motives, and the local authorities have failed all attempts to retain them. After several distress calls from the residents, I have decided to send you to check it out."
"So…You're sending us to stop a gang?" Kid asked in disbelief. He didn't seem too keen on the thought of being downgraded. Of course, neither was I.
"We need to know what they are capable of," Batman stated coolly.
Wally looked like he was about to say something else, but Kaldur spoke up first. "We will be ready. When must we start?"
"Be ready to leave tomorrow morning," Batman answered, dismissing us. I was the last to leave, and was stopped when I was the last one in the room by Batman placing his hand on my shoulder. I looked up, and saw that he had a ghost of an amused smile on his lips. "Dick, go get some rest," he ordered. I was happy to oblige.
I am deeply sorry to the 84 people who have seen my previous version, which I declared horrible after some consideration. This will take longer to set up, but everything (most everything at least) will be for a reason. The old lady hitting him in the arm, however, does not matter, I just wanted to add that in ;P Future chapters will probably be longer, or at least I hope they will. So yeah…review!
