A/N: My first Young Justice story! I'm totally in love with this cartoon . . . Anyway, rated T for language, and "violence" (or the effects of it). I sorted this as "gen" and I plan on focusing on the team as a team and a family, but I'm trying to keep this as cannon-plausible as possible, that means hints of Superboy/Miss Martian and KF/Artemis, but if you're not into those pairings I don't think they're too glaringly obvious either. Of course, that also means everyone gets a chance to shine-and by shine I mean kick ass and angst. Enjoy!


The gun fired.

Kid Flash bolted, knocking Artemis to the ground as fast as he could. He was ecstatic to find her un-shot, he'd made it in time. She . . . bothered him, but hell if he was going to let anyone blow a hole through his teammate's skull.

"You okay?" he asked, to be sure.

"Yeah, thanks," she replied. Artemis quickly drew her bow and fired six shots in rapid succession, pinning the three attackers to the wall behind them with binding arrows. Kid Flash zipped over to the door and stuck one of the explosives Robin had handed him to its surface, pressed the detonation button, then backed up several yards instantly as the door disappeared with a bang in a cloud of smoke.

He ran in front of Artemis through the maze of corridors beyond. "Stupid government buildings," he muttered, carefully controlling his pace to keep within view. "Too many hallways."

He nearly bowled over Miss Martian as they met at the corner of grey carpet and grey carpet. She looked happy to see them.

Aqualad? Superboy? Her telepathy resonated in his head.

I'm approaching the fifth conference room, Aqualad responded. Where are you?

Uh . . . That was conference room four . . . almost at five, Superboy reported. Where's everyone else?

KF and I just caught up with Miss M, Atremis thought, sprinting the last few paces to her friends. We're at conference room six, right by the stairwell.

Kid Flash looked around, surprised to find that there was indeed a staircase at this corner.

Where's Robin? Miss Martian asked.

I'm one level away from the enemy's main operation.

Crap, how'd you get three levels ahead of us? Kid Flash demanded.

Robin, head in, we'll be there soon, Aqualad ordered.

Hurry, they look busy.

Right.

A few moments later they were found by their remaining two teammates. They both looked as though they hadn't run into much trouble, but Kid Flash decided to blame that on their tough skin.

"Let's move!" Miss Martian said, her eyes glowing as the bolted door exploded in front of her, exposing the stairwell. Superboy launched himself over the railing without so much as a glance down. Kid Flash zoomed down the stairs after him. He wasn't sure where he was going, he just kinda wanted to beat Superboy there.

"Sub-level eight!" Artemis called after him. She shot an arrow that worked in a way similar to Robin's grappling hook to the ceiling. She and Kaldur grabbed each other by the waist and followed after Kid Flash and Superboy. Miss Martian hovered around them as they slid as fast as they dared, until they reached Kid Flash and Superboy.

Superboy curled his fingers around the bolts of the door, ready to tear.

Stop! Guys, stay back! Robin's frantic voice rang in their collective ears.

What? Robin, what's going on? Miss Martian demanded.

They—stay out! They knew we were—stay out!

No, we're coming in, Aqualad made a motion to Superboy. The clone hesitated for a brief moment before ripping.

As the he started to pull at the hinges, the door bent out of shape and the group was thrown backwards by an invisible, intense force.

Kid Flash was the first up. Robin? What's happening? He asked. As he stood, the door was hanging on its last two hinges and he could see into sublevel eight. Smoke was thick and dark, but he made out pounds and pounds of rubble, and everything was destroyed.

Robin? He tried again. Still no answer. His heart dropped into the pits of his gut. "Guys, he's not answering," he said, panicked.

"I'll go in," Miss Martian said, picking herself up. "The smoke won't be a problem for me."

"Call if you need help," Artemis assured her as the Martian strode past.

She disappeared into the smog and rubble; the rest of the team waited on baited breath until Kid Flash couldn't hold his tongue any more. "What exactly just happened?"

"A bomb," Aqualad said. "Robin was trying to warn us that they knew we were coming." He looked distraught: fingers twitching nervously at his sides.

There was a sudden gust and all of the smoke was forced up to the top of the stairwell. Guys, get in here, second hall way on the left, office fifteen, M'gann ordered, sounding thoroughly terrified.

Without a second prompting the team mobilized, running down the cleared hallway.

M'gann, what's going on? Aqualad demanded.

There was no response, and Wally swore that he was going to kick someone's ass if she was hurt.

They reached the room in no time, despite dodging fires and chunks of rubble. The entire floor smelled like burning flesh and explosives. Kid Flash was the first to enter but the rest were not far behind, Superboy at a close second.

His eyes found Miss Martian first. She was subduing two terrorists who seemed readily prepared for the explosives, unlike the other five or so partners littered across the floor. Their gear looked like nothing Wally had seen before, incredibly dense, and flame resistant he figured, too.

"M'gann?" Superboy asked.

Artemis shot a cable arrow, binding the enemies tightly. Miss Martian gave her a thankful glance it quickly melted to panic. She threw her gaze across the room and there was a collective intake of breath.

Kid Flash's breath hitched in his throat. "Holy shi- Robin!" he skidded to his knees before his friend, his heart racing and his eyes wide. "Robin, dude, talk to me!"

Robin didn't move