The Echoes of Their Footsteps

by Tears of the Moon 17

In an AU, there is no Young Justice. There is Syndicate, a group of wronged teens who do what they want and must do to survive. During one mission, everything goes wrong and Robin's past comes forward. Between that and the Justice League sticking their noses in where they don't belong, Robin and her friends won't be able to stay in the shadows anymore. Warning: Fem!Robin

1. PROLOGUE

Disclaimer—I don't own Young Justice.

I'm only going to say this once: YES, I CHANGED THEIR "SUPERHERO" NAMES. I did this because in this version they were never with their mentors. That means Kid Flash wouldn't be Kid Flash, Aqualad wouldn't be Aqualad, and so on. The only one that stays the same is Robin and, well, Miss M. M'gann's name will be toyed with, though. (Think of it as a running joke within the group.) Also, Robin will be a girl in this. I've read some with female Robin and I wanted to give it a try.

Note: I haven't written for this fandom in . . . forever. Not only that, but I watched only the first season. I have and never will watch the second season. Ever. Please also keep in mind that I will not be including Zatanna (she just rubs me the wrong way). I hope you enjoy!

Note 2: Chapters will be at least 1500 words after this one.

Note 3: Expect character to be OOC. (Don't say I didn't warn you.)

PROLOGUE

They knew nothing but pain, suffering, and loss. Life lessons had been taught backwards to them, etched in deep on their souls. While they wouldn't leave someone in need, they did not go out of their way to help other people. They weren't heroes, but they couldn't be called villains either. They were the shades of grey that lied between black and white, good and evil. They were not allies of the Justice League yet didn't side with the countless super villains that were crawling upon Earth. They had only one thing in common with those two groups and that was a shared trait.

Distrust.

You see, the Justice League, though the ever-praised good guys, didn't trust the public with their identities and didn't trust the bad guys to ever quit. The Injustice League and the other villains never truly trusted their members, always suspecting to find they were double-crossed and a knife stuck in their backs. These teens that called themselves Syndicate, plain and describing little, also had much distrust. They trusted no one but themselves, adults and life having done them wrong. Whether because of bad parenting or having no one left, these teens rallied together and realized that they didn't have to lie down. They realized that they didn't have to listen to the rules that had hurt them for so long.

And so began the beginning of Syndicate.

The group consisted of seven members, each with their own new name. There was Robin, a fourteen-year-old girl with envious hacking and fighting skills. Staying close to her side was the Crimson Streak, a redheaded teenage boy of sixteen with super speed. The other five members were Miss M, a female Martian, Rage, a half clone of Superman himself, the Shark, an Atlantean teenage boy of seventeen, Huntress, a not so normal teenage girl with family issues, and Lelantos, a seventeen-year-old with experience with arrows. To strangers, these names were codenames or superhero names, but to Syndicate, these names were their only identity. Where there once had been normal, everyday people with ordinary names now stood these hardened teens that had shed their birth names. They no longer could be found in the system that had failed half of them. No, now they were but shadows in the night, forgotten by almost all.

At least, until a simple watch-and-listen mission went wrong.

A/N—Just a taste! Published on 7-7-15 with the length of 588 words.