Robin surveyed the laboratory grounds, scanning for anything that looked suspicious. And for him, suspicious meant if it even looks the tiniest bit out of place, sound the alarm. He smiled fondly as he remembered the countless hours that his mentor had spent drilling him in detective work, over and over, again and again. It wasn't normal training for a ten year old. But on the other hand, Batman's standards were anything but normal. Robin shook his head. What was he doing! This was no time to let his thoughts wander, let alone smile. As he focused back to the matter at hand, he saw a flicker of movement from behind the row of shrubbery that surrounded the area. Cautiously, Robin dropped down from his spot on the roof. He didn't bother sounding the alarm; he knew no one would be there to answer it. His lithe combat boots made no sound as he slowly walked, using all his training to remain unseen. As he ducked behind a fountain in front of the lab, he heard a rustle from behind. "Rahhh!" Robin yelled, turning around and swinging a powerful hook into his attacker's jaw. The infiltrator used the momentum to backflip and he landed in a crouch. "Hmm…" The assassin said. "Still haven't lost your touch." He mused. The assailant responded with a series of complex kicks and punches, finishing the combo with a roundhouse kick. Robin managed to block and dodge all of them, but the final kick caught him of guard. As Robin handsprang to regain his balance, he growled. "You'll pay for what you've done to my team." He vowed.
Four days previous…
Superboy sat on the couch, staring at the static on the TV screen. "Do
you ever get tired of looking at that?" Kid Flash inquired. "No." Superboy replied, oblivious to anything except the wavy patterns on the Television. "Can I change the channel?" Kid Flash asked. "Cuz, I mean you might enjoy the static, you know, being Kryptonian and all, but for some of us, it's not so interesting." "No." Superboy said, a little more forcefully. Kid Flash sighed. You can't really argue with Superman's son. He thought. "Cookies!" M'gann shouted from the kitchen. "Never mind." Kid Flash said quickly, racing off to stuff himself. Kid must really have high metabolism. Superboy thought. "Oh well." He sighed, turning his attention back to the static on the TV.
As KF started chomping up M'gann's cookies, she giggled. "Wally." She lectured him, wiping crumbs of his face. Kid Flash looked up. "Do you know where Robin is? He's been gone all day." Wally asked the Martian. M'gann thought for a moment. "Hello, Megan!" She exclaimed. "He's been in the training room for most of the day." She said. "Oh." Wally replied. "Wait I have a question." Wally said. "What is it?" M'gann asked as she put more cookies into the oven. "What do you prefer being called, Megan, or Megan?" Wally asked. "I don't really know." Megan, aka M'gann remarked. She thought for a moment, then inquired "What about you, Wally? Do you like being called Wally, or Kid Flash?" "I dunno." He admitted. "But these cookies sure taste good!" Wally declared, and dug in. Megan giggled.
"What a glutton." Artemis declared as she walked into the room. "I haff a fewy high metabowism." Wally said, his words barely hearable with his mouth full of cookies. "Why doesn't anyone get that…"He whined. "What I get is that your yellow spandex suit is going to pop if you keep on eating like this." Artemis commented, reaching for a cookie. "Well I'm still faster then you." KF retorted. Artemis rolled her eyes and whacked Wally in the arm. "Owww…" He complained. "You didn't have to do that." He said, rubbing his shoulder. Artemis and M'gann shared a knowing look. "Yes she did." They said in union.
Author's Note - Hey guys, first fanfic! Hope you enjoy! Plz leave some reviews, I would love some constructive criticism! Thanks.