A/N: This came from having a bit of a marathon Teen Titans/Young Justice evening. They never really expanded on Kyd Wykkyd's character in TT and, I believe that they made him up specifically for TT. He seemed to be modeled a little off of Klarion but he's nowhere near that same amount of threat. So I decided to expand on the character myself within the Young Justice universe. Though because he's essentially mostly my own creation with as little as I had to work with I'm not calling this a crossover fic. If anything it's an OC fic. Starts at the episode Denial.

Allow me to clarify something. I am in no way claiming Kyd Wyykyd is my own creation. He's a DC character. If I were claiming him as mine I would have put an OC tag on this story. I didn't. However, because of how little I had to go on (to my knowledge he's never appeared anywhere but a few episodes of Teen Titans and even there he wasn't given much screen time) I had to be creative with the gaps that I had to fill in. This also means he can't be OOC because his Character was never fully realized. That's why I made the comment about an OC story. Sometimes it feels like one because of how I've had to shore up the gaps. But I've never tried to claim Kyd Wyykyd as mine. The reason I chose Kyd for a character to focus on is entirely because I wanted to see more of him and couldn't find him anywhere. I found that he didn't have enough lore behind him to come up with a story on his own so I've infused some of my own ideas as well as another CANON DC character (which I don't claim either).

| New Orleans

| July 27, 21:57 CDT

In a dark alleyway, near a magic shop called Madam Zanadu's, there was a single shadow that didn't seem to quite fit with the rest of the shadows. Pale grey eyes, hidden behind red lenses, watched the stream of people as they walked past. As an older man perfectly combed grey hair walked nearer, those grey eyes instantly focused on him. He was wearing a very proper suit with a black tie and carried a walking stick. The old man stopped in front of the magic shop and checked a watch from his pocket briefly before walking into the shop.

The one in the shadows let out a low sigh before suddenly disappearing entirely. The shadow reappeared a distance away on top of a roof. No longer in the shadows, the spy was easier seen. He was a short thing with a grey shirt that melted was tucked under a silver belt and beneath black gloves. He also wore black pants and shoes along with a black cape that was held together over his collarbone by a silver medallion with an unfamiliar symbol etched in the front. A cowl with dramatic flared edges kept his hair from view and a full-face mask with no mouth hid all his features entirely.

He only had a moment before the man that he had joined turned his head slightly. The man was tanned with a black ponytail. "Well?" he asked in a low voice. "Did you find him, Kyd?" he demanded.

The boy, who had been in the shadows of the alley, nodded and shifted his stance to point behind him. The man with the ponytail gave an annoyed sigh. "Where then? Speak up already!"

The boy lowered his hand slowly and tilted his head to the side, seemingly contemplating that. After a moment, he raised his hand and black fire exploded from his fingertips. The flames twisted and writhed until they formed the words Madam Zanadu's and then disappeared. The ponytailed man grunted and disappeared, leaving the silent boy standing there alone. The boy sighed slightly behind his mask and then disappeared as well. Kyd knew the man could handle things so he would leave it be. He had other things that he was supposed to handle anyway. If his Master got wind that he was not doing what he was supposed to then he would curse him into next month. It was not something Kyd would be interested in experiencing. He'd been cursed enough in the past.

It took quite a number of teleportations to reach where they had set up their base of operations. He could not yet teleport very far distances. When he did get there he had been beaten there by Abra Kadabra and his captive. Kent Nelson. Nelson was already tied up in a chair in the middle of the stage though Kyd noticed that he didn't have the cane that he'd had before. That was odd but he decided that it wasn't worth worrying about. Abra wouldn't have been foolish enough to leave something significant behind.

"Keep an eye on him," Klarion said. "When he wakes up tell us," he added before he and Abra Kadabra left to go try, yet again, to find the tower they were trying to break into.

Kyd nodded and sat down in front of the bound and unconscious man. Kyd closed his eyes and focused on the book that he was learning from, summoning it in front of him. He felt the heaviness of it on his lap and reopened his eyes. He flipped it open and began to read through the ancient symbols, trying to make sense of them from what little he'd actually been taught by his Master.

It took hours for Nelson to wake up. The moment he did, his eyes settled on the masked teen in front of him. "And you are?"

Kyd looked up in surprise, having been far too concerned with trying to study than keeping an eye on the captive. "Well?" Nelson asked. "I don't recognize you from the usual dark sorcerers that have tried to get me in the past."

Kyd held up a hand. Dark fire sprouted from his fingertips and twisted together again. "The call me Kyd Wykkyd."

"Kyd Wykkyd, huh? Well, Kyd. I don't know what you want with an old hat like me but you won't get it," Nelson said.

Kyd shook his head. Kyd didn't want anything; it was his Master that wanted something. Something far more powerful than Kyd would have been able to use or even hope to control. "Don't you talk, Kyd?" Nelson asked. Kyd shook his head. He'd lost that right after questioning his Master one too many times. Nelson hummed some but didn't say anything else.

Kyd got to his feet and raised his hand. He sent a stream of fire into the air above his hand that formed a ring. "What is it?" his Master demanded a moment later as his picture appeared in the middle of the ring. Kyd turned his hand enough so that his Master could see that Nelson was awake. His Master grinned widely. "Excellent!"

Nelson narrowed his eyes. "Klarion."

| Salem

| August 19, 20:22 EDT

Kyd Wykkyd was sitting in the center of a ring of black candles in the basement of a theater that had been abandoned ages ago. They had been hanging about in the theater for a month now and they were still no closer to what they were trying to achieve than they were before. His Master was growing agitated and that was never a good thing. Suddenly, through the open window, a cat with strange red eyes and thick brown stripes entered. Kyd's attention instantly turned from what he'd been studying to the cat. He was supposed to be outside for a reason. The fact that he wasn't was worrisome.

The cat sauntered through the basement as if he owned it and only paused for a moment to hiss at Kyd, who decided it was best to not react. Doing so would get him in trouble with his Master. The damn cat was the only thing his Master actually cared about in this world. Kyd turned his attention behind him to the door that led upstairs; he was supposed to be down here studying and out of the way. But the cat wanted something, as was obvious by how he was glaring at the teen.

With a sigh from knowing he couldn't escape the situation, the teen got to his feet and silently up the stairs. The cat followed him up the stairs to the stage where his Master was. They were still trying to get information out of Nelson and it was more than a little frustrating.

"Grant us entrance to the Tower and I promise I will grant an end to your suffering."

Kyd was quickly passed by the cat who went straight to his Master. Kyd pushed down his feeling of annoyance at the familiar. He knew better than to show his Master that he immensely hated that cat. "Continue to refuse and…" he broke off as he electrocuted Nelson yet again. Nelson cried out in pain but it wasn't something that Kyd hadn't heard before.

The cat jumped onto another young man's lap though this one was wearing a suit and laughing at Nelson's pain. He petted the cat who began to purr. "Shush, Teekl!" he said as the cat began to meow for attention. "I'm watching the show."

Nelson was panting where he was tied to a chair in the center of the stage. Kyd showed nothing as Nelson's eyes darted over to him before going back to the man that was torturing him. "Enjoy it… while you can…" Nelson said. "Soon enough… my friends… will come to help me-" He was cut off as he was electrocuted by the wand in Abra Kadabra's hand.

Teekl hissed and jumped off of his Master's lap as Klarion stood up and began clapping. "Encore, encore!" Teekl, however, was done with being ignored. He began yowling and hissing from where he was on the ground. "What?" Klarion demanded, turning to the cat. Teekl yowled again and his eyes began to glow. After a moment Klarion looked up slightly. "Oooh…"

"Bring Nelson!" Klarion ordered.

Abra raised an eyebrow but reached down to do as Klarion said. It was best to not get on his bad side after all. Klarion turned to look at Kyd even as Teekl jumped back up to be carried. "Don't do anything stupid. I want that helmet and if you mess it up I'll be very unhappy…" he nearly growled.

Kyd took a slight step back but nodded. His Master seemed content at that, for now, and started down the aisle way. Kyd stared after him for a moment before Abra came past with a bound Nelson being pushed in front of him. Kyd followed slightly to the left of them to ensure that Nelson couldn't escape.

The group of them used Abra Kadabra's wand to look at what was going on outside, though nobody would be able to see them spying. On the other side of the wall, they could see several teens standing around. The teens were talking about technology or something like that. Kyd was paying them little attention, far more intent on not crossing his Master's nonexistent fuse. His Master turned some to look back at them. "Hey, Abra Kadabra, aren't you using adaptive micro electronics and phase shifting?"

Abra Kadabra looked off to the side. "Yes."

Kyd glanced up at Abra Kadabra for a moment before turning his attention back to the teens that hadn't yet noticed them. There was a green girl with red hair, a blonde with tanned skin, a red headed boy, a well built black haired boy wearing a black superman t-shirt, and a black boy with blonde hair. Kyd tilted his head slightly. Who were they supposed to be exactly?

The black boy suddenly pulled out a key, murmuring something about a test of faith. He told the others to stand back as he walked forward to insert the key into nothingness. So they had the key then. Kyd supposed that was good. They had searched Nelson over quite thoroughly and had been more than annoyed when they hadn't found it on him.

The tower appeared once the boy turned the key and Kyd glanced up at it. It certainly was tall though not as ornate as Kyd had anticipated. Not by a long shot. The black boy pushed the door open and the group of teens walked in without an ounce of caution. The door slammed shut behind them.

After several minutes where nothing happened, the group of three dark sorcerers and Nelson teleported in front of the newly revealed tower. Abra Kadabra pushed Nelson forward. The door glowed with the Ankh, the symbol of Doctor Fate, and of Nabu. The door opened instantly. Apparently, Kyd's Master had been right that they wouldn't need the key after all. They entered the tower, though there was no sign of the teens that had entered before them.

"The tower might not appreciate trespassers," Nelson warned, looking his over shoulder at the three kidnappers.

Abra raised his wand. "Mute." A collar instantly clamped around Nelson's neck, causing the old man to let out a strangled noise. Then Abra pushed the man forward. With Nelson leading the way, the tower put up no resistance to open walls and doors for the group to walk through.

They appeared in a nicely furnished living room with a fireplace that was already burning merrily. Then an image of Nelson appeared in front of them. "Hello Nelson. How unlike you to bring guests to the tower. Especially one with such potent mystic power."

Klarion turned to look at Kyd who nodded some in understanding. He stepped forward and put his hand over Nelson's mouth. He then put his own gloved hand where his own mouth would be on the mask but wasn't. He lowered his hands and turned to the image. "My friends come to help me," Kyd said in Nelson's voice.

The image of Nelson smiled and disappeared as another wall opened up to reveal stairs and far too much space for the inside of a tower. They entered the opening without hesitation and the wall closed behind them.

They started walking. Unfortunately, the stairs never seemed to end. Even turning over and taking impossible changes in direction. Yet they kept walking. That didn't keep Klarion from growing bored however. "Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?"

Abra also quickly got fed up. He put a hand on Nelson's shoulder and made him stop. "Tell us how to find the helmet!" However he seemed to forget that Nelson couldn't talk with the collar on. After a moment, he reached over and ripped it off to fling it behind him. Both Abra Kadabra and Klarion were entirely too impatient.

"Can't. Having too much fun," Nelson replied with a smirk.

Abra grit his teeth in annoyance and charged his wand before smacking it into Nelson's shoulder. The old man went flying backwards and hit the ground hard. "Still having fun?" Abra demanded.

"Heh heh, I am!" Klarion said. "Zap him again! Or dump him off the side and watch him splat!" Abra obliged, zapping Nelson again with his wand. Kyd looked off to the side, not nearly as amused with torture as his Master was. Teekl gave a soft noise in his Master's ear and the suited wizard sighed. "Yes, yes… I suppose we might still need him…" he grumbled.

Suddenly, two of the teens appeared on a platform behind them with the cane that Nelson had possessed in New Orleans. "Abra Kadabra!" the red headed boy clearly recognized the sorcerer.

"Well, would you look at that," Nelson said, seemingly amused. Both him and the cane began to glow before Nelson shot up towards the teens, knocking his three kidnappers to the side. Nelson landed on the platform with the teens and grabbed the cane, his hands becoming untied instantly. "In here!" he said before forming a door in the wall beside them.

"No, no, no!" Klarion said as he raised his arms. "I want that helmet! I want it, I want it, I want it!" he screamed before firing off red energy at them. It only hit the door unfortunately. He growled and whipped around to face the Kyd. "After them!" he screeched.

Kyd nodded and flickered before he disappeared entirely. It took some effort to teleport himself after them. They were moving and Kyd's teleportation was somewhat tricky to control properly. He finally caught up to them a few minutes later in a room with a large bell. Kyd wasted no time in throwing his hands out and unleashing several whips of dark energy, intent on grabbing Nelson again.

Nelson, however, noticed and whipped around to throw up a shield. "Kyd Wykkyd. I see you're doing Klarion's dirty work again," Nelson said.

Kyd narrowed his eyes behind his red lenses. "Who's that?" the blonde asked.

"An unfortunate boy," Nelson replied. Kyd jerked some and quickly teleported up higher to land on another platform and sent a blast of energy from a new angle. Nelson used his cane to redirect it entirely where it slammed into a set of stairs. "Klarion's only taught you the basics, Kyd. And he hasn't even done that well."

Before Kyd could launch another attack, a door opened in the middle of nowhere and the other three teens fell to the ground by Nelson and his rescuers. "Friends of yours?" Nelson asked just before Abra Kadabra's own energy came from behind them.

The redhead and Nelson dodged the energy and looked up to where Klarion and Abra were standing. "Friend's of yours?" the redhead asked back, before ushering the old man off to the side to the bell.

Abra launched another beam of energy as Kyd waved his hand in a circle to unleash a stream of black fire at the teens. They all quickly jumped out of the way just as Nelson hit the bell with his cane. It began to glow and Klarion raced forward. "Get it get it get it!" he shouted. Kyd abandoned the fight with the teens and teleported over to the bell. Unfortunately, he appeared only after the bell had stopped glowing. Nelson, the redhead, and apparently his Master, were the only ones who managed to get into it in time.

Kyd turned around and saw that the teens and Abra were fighting. However, Abra seemed to be handling it well enough. Kyd stepped down from the platform the bell was on as Abra locked another of the teens in a shell of electricity. Kyd glazed out over the group of them and shook his head slightly. He didn't understand Abra's love of tormenting people. An arrow came lashing out at Kyd and he quickly teleported out of the way. He reappeared behind the blonde and blasted her with dark energy. She hit the ground hard and Abra quickly locked her up.

The only one left was the green girl and she went down easy. They were all trapped and Abra smirked before raising his wand. Kyd however noticed the giant Ankh appear behind Abra Kadabra and his eyes widened. If Nabu had been unleashed only Klarion had a chance at defeating him. And Klarion had been there to stop Nelson in the first place.

The black haired boy quickly got up in front of Abra and punched him in the face. Kyd took several quick steps back as the teens turned. He would be willing to face them if it weren't for the very obvious fact that Dr. Fate had been unleashed and Kyd's own Master was nowhere to be found. Klarion had left him behind. Kyd pushed back the feeling of betrayal and quickly unleashed a stream of black fire but it hit a shield made of an Ankh of light.

Kyd felt himself suddenly jerk into the air and go flying to the side where he slammed into a staircase. He didn't even have a chance to fall back to the ground before a fist slammed hard into his stomach, making him bend almost in half. Everything went pitch black as pain swamped his senses.