Quick note: Prepare to be confused...maybe...enjoy.
Weather in Gotham City could be considered abnormal, not because of the irregular patterns presented but rather for its unnecessary and ill-timed interventions. On more than one occasion has the depressing thought of rain appeared during the final goodbyes to a loved ones and even more so during Batman's many encounters with notorious villains. But today it seems Gotham City has adopted an alternate form of warning for impending disaster.
Somewhere just directly above one of the uncountable alleyways that plagued Gotham there was a figure who sat perched above the highest rooftop in the area. No tension enveloped said figures body, there was no discomfort, just a pair of gloved hands holding an apparent communicator.
Despite the obvious darkness which continuously embraces Gotham the tilting of an individuals head upward would be more than enough to show to anyone the apparent features which graced the lone shadow. A domino mask being the most notable although the smile which graced his figure was what truly made strangers wary and cautions of even engaging him. His smile revealed the untold mischief yet to be released. There was a hint of confidence stemming from knowing he was not alone and with a final deep breath he launched himself off his foothold and fluidly maneuvered around the obstacles that inconveniently crossed his path.
"Alright Timmy so how about we start that ingenious little plan were all desperate to play."
"I'm telling you if there had been an energy distortion large enough to cause some form of trouble we'd have learned about it already." No real apprehension was directed at the receiver but the owner of the voice did sound more than a little annoyed at the fact that once again he was being forced to patrol the city of Gotham.
Oliver Queen also known as Green Arrow by his other undercover co-mates wasted no time in scanning the surrounding vicinity until he let out a satisfied grin. True while patrolling in Gotham wasn't exactly in his "I want to do list" it did allow the opportunity for Roy to develop on his own back in Star City. There had been some obvious tension between the two of them and much to his dismay Roy had more than threatened with leaving if Ollie continued to treat him "like a child when he was obviously not." Never in Ollie's book though but he'd learn to adjust if worse came to worse and treat Roy as an equal and not an overprotective mother hen. It also helped that both Dinah and Bruce decided that he needed an intervention.
Bruce Wayne, former Batman, now current intelligence and strategic specialist for the Justice League. Though his masked self had not been spotted for years that didn't mean he was completely off radar only acted with even more discretion than Ollie thought was humanly possible, after all the guy had a household of kids to get back. More than enough reason to engage less in the criminal community and dedicate his time to his new family.
Alas Gotham would never be considered a safe haven so Bruce did the next bet thing to help clean Gotham up even if by a bit: he contacted the Justice League with an admiral proposal.
"Hey, Green Arrow if your done with memory lane how about we get back to finishing this sweep, I may be the fastest man alive but that doesn't mean I'm doing all the work." Flash's voice ripped right through the silent atmosphere, bring him back to reality. "Copy that but I must say what makes you think I was recalling events." True Ollie knew Barry's words were true, as to how well that's what questions were for.
"Because your the least quiet out of both of us and can't keep your mouth shut for more than a few minutes unless preoccupied with a fight and I just passed you ten seconds ago." That was ironic. He'd beg to differ the speedster most definitely talked more of the two and he'd bet his best bow that Flash also knew that. Unfortunately before Ollie had a chance to voice his disagreement a rather unfriendly stranger thought it appropriate to attack from behind his peripheral vision and land a painful blow to his back.
Only constant beating and training had allowed Ollie to survive what he had determined was meant to be a knockout blow. Wasting no time he turned to face his attacker and stumbled on the quick effort. All responses to his condition were promptly discarded when he faced his attacker and was met with the least unexpected sight.
"Flash you might want to get here like, right now."
After hearing Ollie's last communication the line went dead. Barry never thought he'd live to see the day where he cursed himself for not responding faster, a second could equal hours in a speedster's mind and his lack of reaction may have just cost Oliver an aftermath of bruises. Quickly making his way to where Green Arrow had been sighted, Barry allowed himself the chance to contact the former Batman. He was promptly greeted with static. A night full of surprises indeed.
Second course of action led to the Leagues monitor womb, and to his relief Superman answered.
"Flash what's the problem?" All business then, he must have noticed the distress in Flash's voice.
"Currently searching for Green Arrow, his comm went dead about a minute ago and re con of his last location is providing no leads."
"Understood, any idea about what may have happened?"
"None... scratch that found Green Arrow but he's out like a light."
What Barry came to face next made him understand why exactly Ollie had sounded so shocked. Only several feet away from him stood someone who could be not even in their mid-twenties, face unreadable yet still displaying a predatory smile.
"Hi Flash, sorry about Arrow over there but you see we kind of needed to catch the Leagues attention."
And the stranger's smile grew wider. Barry thought now would be to best time to send a distress call, not only was Oliver out cold but he could tell from just body posture that the other meant business and was more than willing to use force to carry out whatever he wanted to do.
Great and he'd told Wally that they'd go eating out later, his treat too.
Richard John Grayson was not happy. Nope that filed under a complete understatement. Truth be told, Richard aka Dick was no where near the usual happy levels he indulged himself so often. Currently he was facing one of those inopportune moments where no one seemed to understand him. Not in the "no one understands my feelings," but a "no one understands the gravity of something so simple" dilemma.
Truth be told Dick had no idea what to get his adoptive father for, well, Father's Day.
So yes, today was most definitely not a good day.
Not two minutes into his silent brooding and did his cell phone ring.
"Wally not now, I am currently resolving my own internal emotions and contemplating on whether or not it counts as a matter of national security."
"Dude really?"
"Yes really."
"Alright what's the problem?"
"Why thank you Wally nice to see you care, love you too."
"Ha ha, very funny I'm gonna take a wild guess and say this has to do with the impeding holiday which happens to occur every single year on the same date, really though and they say I'm the melodramatic."
"Okay, sorry about that but you know how I get during these times."
"And I stand to be corrected. Don't worry about it you've been with Bruce for years now and he loves you like Batman loves Arkham... well not really its more of a love-hate relationship but its the thought that counts, right?"
"Wally, just stop."
"Sorry... you still have to admit I'm right about the Batman-Arkham relationship."
"Hanging up now, see you soon and don't forget to eat a balanced meal."
Just before Dick hung up though he could have sworn he heard a scoffing noise from the other line. Mental problem resolved and a final minute of brooding later Dick was close to the happy levels he normally exposed himself as.
That talk had really helped with Wally, he was also correct on some aspects but who was he to judge on the facts that Wally West had been right about something.
Other things aside Dick had a new plan to place into motion, he just needed the proper victim, ahem assistance of his younger brother.
"Timmy! C'mon you'll never believe the philosophy Wally just spouted!"
Of course Tim would never agree to go out to the malls at this time of night but he had his ways. Besides he already knew where to go he just wanted to spend some quality time with his younger brother. Dick also wanted to get his hands on those little plush dolls he saw at Collectibles too. They were the epitome of cuteness and he had every intention of getting his hands on them. Batman and Robin plush dolls were not a sight easily come upon.
Tonight would definitely be worth his while.
Dick couldn't have been more right.
A/N: Confused, well that makes two of us. Also consider it to happen from multiple perspectives and if you somewhat enjoyed or are curious then continue on.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice or any mentioned character.