Hello all this is a story I have been working on for a while now. It just won't leave me alone and the damned plot bunny keeps breeding, like… well a rabbit. So here is the question. For now this loosely ties into Patricia Briggs Mercy Thompson and Alpha and Omega series. By this I mean that it is set in a world where the Fae exist and are publically out, Werewolves, Vampires, Kitsune and other magical/mystical creatures of legend exist and many of them are pretending to human and are not at all who you would expect. However I don't think I'm going to include any of Patricia Brigg's character in anything more than passing, for example I may mention the leader of the American Werewolves in passing. So here is my question because this has spawned a series and there are just too many damned plot bunnies running around right now. Seriously where did I put the napalm? I think this story may actually cross over at a later point the question is, do you want it to crossover with Marvel or Harry Potter. Or do you just want a story that may at one point suddenly start reality Hopping as one of our Characters starts learning how to use the powers he's spent most of his life trying to actively IGNORE.

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Robin sighed and glared at the copious amounts of homework spread out before him on the counter of mount Justice's kitchen. In a perfect world, the small mountain of uncompleted work would have spontaneously combusted, granting him freedom from busywork hell! Alas, the object of his ire stayed insultingly intact, mocking him with the general unfairness of the situation.

Hs friends were all out enjoying the last few days of their winter break, long sleeves and winter gear obscuring the more obvious injuries they'd all received during their battle with the Mind-controlled Justice League. While he was trapped in the kitchen enduring the cruel and unusual punishment that had once again accompanied his scholastic overachievement.

It simply was not fair.

No Patrols or Missions until his homework was completed.

That was the Bat-family rule.

Pronounced by Batman and ruthlessly enforced by Alfred. Anything below an A-, inevitably garnered Bruce's typical, dreaded, and overly familiar "Vigilantism-is-a-privilege- not-a-right" speech or the far more horrifying "Saving-the-world-is-no-excuse-for-scholastic-underachevivenent" speech. Since his one B- had resulted in his being literally grounded for 6 weeks, he couldn't even half ass this horrendous assault on the last days of his Christmas break.

This seriously was not fair!

He'd worked ahead, like always. Gotten all of his freshman assignments completed in the first few weeks of the semester, he should have been free to enjoy time with his friends before school restarted and he had to deal with the boring inevitability of class work. But no, rather than being outside enjoying the snow he was stuck inside playing Academic Catchup.

"It sucks to be me!" he groused melodramatically to wrapped up in his Academic misery to notice the rest of his team making their way quietly into his own personal corner of Hell.

"AP Chemistry," Wally read, picking up one of the many books currently tormenting him. "Dude! Did you skip a grade again?!"

"Yes," he moaned piteously and slumped over the counter covering his head with his arms.

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Zatanna yawned as she made her way to the kitchen for a late night snack. It wasn't something she usually did, but after everything that had happened in the last few months she seriously needed some dark chocolate. Dark chocolate wasn't some magical Cure-all … but sometimes it sure as hell felt like it. She stretched slightly as she padded down the hall in nothing but her fuzzy Christmas socks – a gag gift from Wally.

She wasn't Robin to move silently down the halls but the socks sure helped keep the noise of her crossing to an absolute minimum. An absolute necessity when one lived with someone with super hearing, and a ninja with the tendency to pull pranks in retaliation for being awoken unexpectedly.

She blinked at the soft glow of light as she drew closer to her destination. None of the lights were on in the kitchen. The glow was entirely too soft for that, more like a nightlight or possibly an oddly colored book light. The soft blueish purple light flickered like a candle in a gale, and Zatanna couldn't help wondering how the little light was even serviceable.

She doubted it was bright enough to read by.

The incessant flickering reminded her of her own first days as a magical practitioner, back when she'd had to concentrate and focus to keep even the simplest of spells going. Odd given the fact that she and Kaldur where the only to magic users on the team and both of them where well past the stage were a nightlight would have been difficult to maintain.

"Ksam eht sdnuos fo ym ginasspi" she muttered inching forward to see who was in the kitchen. She doubted it was an intruder. The Cave's alarm system was formidable and Robin and Batman regularly tested the system. Still given what had happened just two days ago it was better to be safe than sorry.

Robin sat perched precariously upon a stool at the kitchen counter, slumped forward over his copious homework in obvious exhaustion, a small flickering ball of deep blue flame dancing just above his slim shoulder. She gasped in surprise at the sight.

All hell broke loose at the sound.

A deafening pop filled the cave, the little ball of flame exploded outwards in a blinding flash, disappearing so suddenly it plunged the room into a horrible void. Robin's stool clattered to the floor, as the boy swiftly vacated it.

She shook her head, blinking and rubbing vainly at her eyes in an attempt to restore her vision. A gust of wind heralded the arrival of a pajama clad Wally, even as Kaldur, Conner and M'Gann pounded into the kitchen behind him. She never knew who hit the lights, but when her vision cleared, her mouth dropped open in shock at the sight before her.

Robin crouched in the impossibly small space between the cabinets and the ceiling. His impossibly blue eyes briefly glowed a demonic blue before the boy blinked and the odd bioluminescence was gone. It was gone so quickly she wasn't even sure she'd seen it. He moved with liquid grace, all but slithering out of his hiding spot he, twisted in midair sprang off the counter in a one handed back hand spring, snatched up and put on his customary sunglasses before twisting nimbly around in the air, and vaulting over Conner to land lightly behind them. Before disappearing down the corridor without as much as a backwards glance.

She gaped after him, still trying to process what had just happened. She nearly jumped out of her skin when Wally clapped her on the shoulder. "You got off easy," He informed her with a wicked grin. "Last time I surprised him, I ended up pinned to his bedroom wall with by three Ninja Stars."

"Jeez Kid Idiot, I knew you were a bad influence, but don't you think he's a bit young for that sort of thing?" Artemis enquired before turning on her heel and exiting the room. Her startled boyfriend trailing after her.

Zatanna rested her hand lightly on Kaldur's arm to hold him back as the rest of the team filed out of the room. They waited in companionable silence until they could be relatively sure Superboy wouldn't overhear them without actively trying.

"What is on your mind?" Kaldur enquired as soon as they could be sure of at least some privacy.

Zatanna ran a hand through her hair and considered the boy she'd kissed for the first time just a few days ago. "Can Robin use magic?" she asked after a second.

Kaldur blinked, his inner eyelid slipping closed across his lovely silvery green eyes. "Not to my knowledge," he replied. "Why do you ask?"

Zatanna sighed, unsure of what to do. Robin was her friend and the last thing she wanted to do was betray one of his secrets. "I- could have sworn he was using a mage light to read by." she said after a moment's hesitation. "Didn't look like he had much control over it either." She added at his raised eyebrow. "It exploded when I startled him."

Kaldur rubbed the bridge of his nose with one hand. "Batman's stance on Meta- Human's in Gotham is infamous." He replied after a bit of contemplation.

"What's he going to do? Run Robin and his family out of the city?" she retorted, "Even Batman doesn't have that kind of power."

Kaldur sighed, "Aquaman is my mentor, my King and a good friend of my mother's, but he has no power over me beyond those roles." He explained in a mild tone. "Over time I noted, that does not seem to be the case for Gotham's protectors."

She paused, digesting that thought. "You think the rumors are true?" she enquired after a second. "Robin is Batman's son."

Kaldur nodded, "I think it is a distinct possibility." He responded in a decisive tone.

"That's neither here, nor there." She replied after a moment's consideration. "The relationship between the two changes nothing. If I am right, Robin will become a danger to himself, and soon."

They fell silent as Kaldur considered her words. "You are certain you saw him use Magic, and not merely some gadget we have not seen before?"

"It was flickering like a candle in a gale, Kaldur." She retorted sharply. "He had little control over that conjuration."

Kaldur groaned, "Confronting Robin about it is out of the question." He replied in a mild tone. "However, I feel I may have a solution. Give me a few days."

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A week had passed since he'd almost been caught using the gift he technically wasn't supposed to have. He'd been careful since, trying desperately not to do anything else to give himself away. It wasn't just Batman he was worried about either. Human's tended to react badly to things they couldn't understand, his own extended family had been a testament to that fact. He shuddered remembering the altercation that had happened when his maternal grandmother and aunt had found out what he was. He'd been lucky for his mother's timely intervention. Still he was well aware of the fact that he caught in a trap of his own making.

He glanced at the book Zatanna had 'forgotten' on the counter and wondered if he could justify reading it. In the end he scooped up the manuscript Kaldur had left on the side table and made his way over to the older boy. He had a sneaking suspicion of what the manuscript contained, and a good idea of how to get around any suspicion that would have been raised by his borrowing it.

"Kaldur?" He enquired, settling himself down on the couch beside the older boy. "Teach me how to read?"

Kaldur looked momentarily startled, "I thought surface children are required to learn Atlantian."

Robin shook his head, "We are required to take a second language." He remarked, "It doesn't have to be Atlantian. Will you teach me?"

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Kaldur sat back in his customary seat in the Bio-ship contemplating the mission ahead of them. Klarion was up to something. In the past week, he'd stolen several large diamonds from various collections across the world. As of yet the League had no idea what he had planned, but one thing was certain. Where Klarion went Chaos followed.

He turned his head and took in his team. They sat silently around him, each one completely comfortable with themselves and each other. They'd come a long way in the few short months they'd been a team. His gaze fell on Robin, the boy who would one day take over from him as the team's leader, and he found himself wondering how the boy would ever manage it. If he could not be honest with himself.

Robin was highly skilled and a natural born leader. However, the gift he was potentially hiding from everyone was dangerous. There was an old song that every Atlantian child knew, that summed up the dangers of an untrained gift. "A boy who plays with Magic powers, brings danger home to dwell. He does not have the discipline to tame his errant spell.ii" He shuddered as he thought about the two boys in the song, one slain by accident at his friend's magical hand. The other slain by his own hand due to his overwhelming guilt.

Sighing he resolved to keep an eye on the younger boy. Robin was young yet perhaps, given time, he would be secure enough in himself to step out of the bat's formidable shadow and be who he was born to be, not who he thought his mentor wanted. Still he was worried, the other boy seemed to be having trouble relaxing around them. Zatanna in particular seemed to alarm him, though Robin kept throwing him furtive glances. Kaldur knew the other boy well enough by now to know when he was being judged.

It was clear Robin was ready to fight or flee, and had yet to decide on the proper course.

He muttered one of the few spells he could actually cast under his breath, his tattoos briefly pulsing with bioluminescent light, and flicked two fingers towards Robin placing the spell as unobtrusively as possible. Robin's mask quirked up at him slightly. He shrugged, amused and a little alarmed that the young bat could sense his spell. Robin turned his head away and exchanged a few childish quips with Wally as they flew trusting he had a good reason for his actions.

And didn't that just made him feel horrible.

They flew over the Louisiana Bayou, the Bioship camouflaged to give them the cover needed to gather information before they moved into confront the Young Lord of Chaos. From what they could tell Klarion had set up shop among the twisting turning back trails and dangerous waterways a few weeks ago. Placing a network of large crystal focus stones in strategic places atop the area's lay lines. Linking the magical rivers and little streams into a network that would be alarmingly easy for any magical user keyed into the stones to tap into. Kaldur knew what he was looking at the second he'd laid eyes on it, and from the grim set of Zatanna's mouth and shoulders so did she.

"It's forbidden," she whispered in shock.

Kaldur nodded, "We have outlawed the practice as well." He commented eyeing the construct below them with a critical eye. "We cannot let him finish this Construct." He informed his team his voice tight with the strain of suppressing his emotions.

"He is creating a Magical Dam." Zatanna added.

"And that's bad, why?" Wally enquired

"Once he is finished, he can and will bind the magical energy in this area to himself, locking out other magic users and destroying the Natural ecology."

Zatanna gritted her teeth. "Kaldur," she said softly her voice sharp with anger. "If he raises those shields. He could do far worse than simply destroying the natural ecology. I don't even want to think about with a Chaos Lord would do with that much magical energy at his beck and call. If he wanted to he could channel the Forbidden Arts."

Kaldur blanched, there were several branches of Magic that had been universally forbidden to All Magical Practitioners. From the Halls if his own beloved Atlantis, to the vaulted and secluded schools of the Homo Magi, to the rolling Forests of Underhill, and the Nine Courts of the Fox Kin, all had signed the accords. "He wouldn't," he gasped.

It took him a moment to realize that the strange noise he was hearing was coming from Robin. The Boy grinned, and not in a good way, an eerie glow emanating from behind his mask. "He would," the boy snarled. His voice dropping with a dangerous rumbling timber, so unlike his usual sarcastic and a cheeky tone, it sent a shiver of alarm down Kaldur's spine. Robin's hair was actually standing on end. "He's used Necromancy before. It's not a big leap from that to any of the other forbidden arts."

Kaldur glanced at Zatanna, Robin had no reason to know anything about the forbidden arts, let alone the fact that necromancy was one of them. The girl looked just as stunned as he was. There was something else though. Kaldur had grown up under the sea. Enough predators swam in the ocean that he knew one when he saw one. He'd become adept at sensing them. He'd had to in order to survive. Robin didn't look like one but every nerve in his body sat up and screamed Shark!

Artemis, Kid Flash flank to the left. Kaldur ordered as soon as the mindlink was up between them. Zatanna, Miss Martian the Right, Super Boy work your way around back, Cover each other but do not engage until we have provided a distraction. Robin with me. We will flank him and launch our attack from the swamps themselves.

M'Gann banked the ship hard right and set a course for Kaldur and Robin's drop point. A small port in the floor opened up as the ship leveled out. Robin dove head first through the hole in the floor, arms tucked close to his side, back arched gracefully as he sailed through the air in a graceful free fall. At the last moment he shifted, twisting gracefully around in the air, caught nearby tree branch, reversed his grip, flipped around twice and propelled himself up into the high branches. Where he faded seamlessly into the shadows. Kaldur took in the sight of his friend's areal prowess with a slight smile before flinging himself after the smaller boy. He twisted around in the air arched his back and brought his arms together over his head, breaking the surface of the water with a small splash. His nictitating membranes slamming shot over his eyes as he plunged into the water. He arched his back, the stones and debris of the swamp floor brushing his chest and belly as he glided effortlessly through the irregular obstacle course that lurked below the surface. Perfectly at home in the aquatic environment most would consider a death trap.

In Position M'Gann spoke calmly into his mind.

As are we. He replied, acutely aware of Robin lurking in the shadows above him thanks to the tracking spell he'd placed on him just a short while ago. The spell was one of the few he'd learned to cast during his two semesters at the Conservatory of Sorcery. It was easy to cast and required absolutely no effort on his part to maintain unless he was actively tracking someone. However it was also very distracting.

At least the one linked to Robin was.

In a few weeks he wouldn't notice it any more unless Robin gave him a reason to suddenly notice it. Assuming he kept it up that long. He still wasn't entirely sure what had possessed him to place that spell on his friend in the first place. Sure he had one on Garth and Tula. That was different however he had their permission and they also had one on him. It was a part of an old pact they had made with each other years ago. Those bonds were old, they buzzed in the back of his mind like the soft hum of magical lighting or the familiar hum of Mt. Justices electronics. Imperceptible until they were needed or suddenly ceased.

He'd forgotten just how loud it had been at first.

He ignored the persistent buzzing as the rest of his team reported in.

Go! Aqualad commanded and flung himself forward rising up out of the water like an avenging demon.

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Zatanna threw herself to the side, conjuring a shield as she hit the ground and rolled out of the path Of Klarion's spell. The spell collided with a bolder sending shards of rock flying in all directions. Kaldur swore vehemently in his native tongue as the implications of that fact hit home. He could feel the power of the nearby Lay lines yet he could not tap into them, bound as they were to Klarion's control.

Be careful, he warned. That spell was meant to kill

Damned Cat! Robin yelped as he back flipped out of the saber-toothed menace's reach, narrowly avoiding a raking blow that would have split him open from collar to hip. He swore colorfully as the feline lunged for him again. One massive paw reaching out to bat him out of the air.

Robin howled in pain as claws the size of steak knives tore through his body armor and into flesh.

Klarion giggled as the cat lunged for its downed pray. Robin threw one arm up in a futile defensive gesture a Birdarang flying from his other hand.

Wally surged forward, grabbed the creature by the tail and yanked. Teekl stumbled, his claws connecting with open air, as Robin threw himself to the side.

Look Out! Kaldur shouted across their mental link as the cat spun around and batted Kid Flash across the clearing.

Kid Flash! Robin's mental voice was horrified and frantic as his friend smashed into the trunk of a tree with enough force to send it careening to the ground.

He didn't get back up.

Superboy, Get Kid Flash to safety. Kaldur commanded. Artemis cover them.

Artemis took aim at Teekl. Laying down cover fire and distracting Klarion at the same time. Foam erupted from one of her arrows, encasing the enormous feline in fast hardening foam. It didn't hold for long. But it bought them enough time to get Wally to safety.

Kaldur brought his water-bearers up shaping water into twin hammers, further harassing their mammoth sized saber-toothed opponent. Together the team dodge spell after spell, and swipe after swipe from Teekl's claws. Zatanna went low and Robin went high, both nimbly avoiding another deadly blast of spell fire.

The tactic wasn't working. Teekl was doing a better Job of distracting them from their mission, then they were of driving the Chaos Lord off this plane of existence. To make matters worse he could feel his own magical fatigue building with every breath he took. Across the mental link he could feel Zatanna's exhaustion. Despite their best efforts, the walls of Klarion's shield climbed steadily higher.

If the Chaos Lord managed to complete his construct, they would have an even bigger problem on their hands. He could feel the energy draining out of the earth around him. The color slowly draining out of the grass beneath the magically constructed bastion, even as the local flora wilted under the strain of supporting Klarion's presence in the mortal realm.

You guys focus on taking down that shield, before he gets it all the way up. Robin called through the melee, his mental voice backed by a harsh growl more appropriate to the Dark Knight's persona then the more upbeat bird's. I'll distract Klarion by making Teekl's life miserable.

The New strategy seemed to be working. As Robin set out to make himself VERY irritating, Klarion grew more and more focused on keeping the little ninja off of his familiar. Spearing them and his shields even less attention the more annoying Robin got. One by one the ethereal tethers supporting the construct fell before their combined might. But at a high price. M'Gann fell first, the victim of a backlash of Magical fire as they brought one of the pillars down. Artemis fell soon after taken out of the fight by a failsafe mechanisms built into one of the pillars.

Aqualad spared them only enough attention to ensure that they were alive and relatively safe, before returning to the task at hand. An enraged roar announced Superboy's return, as the Half Kriptonion flung himself into battle, desperately trying to protect his friends.

"Wolf," Robin yelled flinging himself out of Teekl's reach, as explosives discharged all around the feline menace "Guard the others boy."

The colossal Wolf skidded to a halt, paws sending up clods of soft marshy earth. He turned at the command, bolted over to M'Gann's prone form and took hold of her cape, dragging her over to Artemis's side. Robin's amused cackle turned into a startled yelp as Teekl's claws caught his thigh, throwing him off course. Smoke bombs exploded on impact with the floor as the enraged cat bated the small boy around like catnip toy.

Superboy screamed and flung himself at the cat, in an attempt to rescue their fallen comrade. The Cat whipped around and lashed out with one paw, sending the clone flying, a giggling Klarion smashed him to the floor with a spell that would have killed the rest of them had it connected. Superboy slumped to the floor, dazed and unable to regain his feet but otherwise unharmed. Wolf lunged forward, clamped his jaws into the back of his shirt and dragged the struggling teen over to the others.

Aqualad turned at the sound of pain in Robin's voice. The boy was down, blood streaming from the gash in his thigh, as Teekl advanced on him. The cat flung itself forward in a deadly pounce, jaws wide. Robin brought his hands up in a futile gesture of defense. Kaldur lashed out at the cat with a whip of water, trying to drive it off course. Zatanna flung up a spell, but they were both exhausted magically and their combined attack did little to drive the feline off course.

"Robin!" he yelled in horror as Robin scrambled frantically away from the advancing feline, Teekl lunged, jaws open at Robin's exposed throat.

Blue fire exploded from Robin's fingertips driving the animal back even as the boy staggered to his feet with an almost feral growl. "Take down that damned shield, before Klarion starts killing more than plants to power the damn thing." He instructed, his attention instantly back on the mission as he prepared to face down his foe.

Without thinking about it they both turned to the task at hand, ignoring Teekl's cry of rage as his pray took to the trees, flipped around a branch and flung himself back at his feline target. Kaldur tuned out the fight between boy and Cat. Trusting Robin to handle his opponent while he focused on his own. Zatanna and he moved in unison, Zatanna bringing down the last of the shield's supports while he provided cover and a second layer of distraction for Klarion.

It took another ten excruciatingly long minutes but they finally got the last of the supports down causing the magical construct to collapse under its own ethereal weight. He caught Zatanna as she succumbed to exhaustion. Deftly he checked her vitals ensuring she was ok before turning back to the rest of the clearing. He needed to check on Robin, Klarion had clipped him with some form of spell a few minutes ago. Robin had made a noise he'd never heard before, a sort of strange high-pitched screech. Seconds before the battle with Teekl erupted into what sounded like a particularly fierce brawl.

Teekl stood at Klarion's feet, back arched, hissing defiance, his whiskers singed and great clumps of fur hanging from his pelt. Claw marks gouged his sides, and one ear torn and bleeding. All in all the great saber-tooth, turned harmless house cat, looked like he'd clashed with a particularly aggressive tomcat over territory. The creature that stood directly between Aqualad and their opponents was not one he'd ever laid eyes on before. For a moment he could only stare at it in abject shock.

He knew what it was, though he'd never seen one, his Queen had made sure his education included other magic using species. He'd seen plenty of illustrations. Still it took his exhausted mind a moment to put the pieces together. He knew each of the Nine courts were unique and that most species of Fox Spirit had only one tail. However every illustration he'd seen of a member of those courts depicted a human sized anthropomorphized Fox.

That description did not fit the boy standing before him at all.

There were nine distinct species of Fox Kin, but he couldn't place this one.

The fact that he knew this one could look entirely human suggested one thing while the form he was currently gaping at suggested something else entirely.

He stood tall, and looked deceptively human despite the long fluffy tail, fox ears, and the wickedly curved claws protruding from his friend's gloves. Blood ran freely from wounds on his thigh, side and arms. His lips were pulled back to reveal a formidable set of fangs that Kaldur could only just make out from his angle. It was undoubtedly Robin, he recognized his friend even with the Advent of non-human features. The boy stood between the team and Klarion, messy black hair all but standing on end. His black tipped silver ears rising up out of messy black hair, positioned high and forward. The long black tipped, silver tail held stiffly out behind him like a furry battle standard. Blood dripped from Robin's claws, his chest heaved with each breath, a low guttural growl emanating from deep in his throatiii. Body language screaming challenge.

Klarion laughed, a strangely joyous and cruel sound. "At least we got to cause a little Chaos." He smirked as Teekl lept from the ground to his shoulder; and gestured sharply at the rest of the team, a spell flying from his fingertips. "I wonder how your friends will react. Little Trickster."

A strange sizzling noise filled the air, and a loud crack rang out as the world around them fell silent. Then someone groaned. One of Robin's ears swiveled towards the sound, but he stayed focused on Klarion. Kaldur turned his head briefly, assessing the threat to their team mates and took in the sight of the other's slowly regaining their feet. Obviously dazed but unharmed. Wally, who just seconds ago had been safely ensconced in the Bioship groaned and shook his head before climbing unsteadily to his feet.

"Dude! You look like a Furry!" Kid Flash gasped after a moment, devolving into gales of laughter.

Robin's head snapped around so quickly, Kaldur was surprised he didn't hurt himself. The boy took a step back taking in the sight of his assembled teammates with obvious shock and growing alarm. "Amriaiv!" He spat, ears flattening in clear distress. He hunched in on himself, his tail tucked against the back of his knees. Impressive considering the length of the appendage.

Klarion's grin was positively malicious. "I leave you to the results of your lies," he crowed as he and Teekl vanished into a portal to Neptune only knew where.

"Robin?" Artemis asked her voice sharp. "Seriously, What the Hell?!"

Robin cringed at their friend's tone, abruptly reminding Kaldur of how young the boy was. Barely fourteen, yet in that moment, he looked impossibly younger. Aqualad sighed, and took a step towards his young friend, only to freeze when Robin shifted his stance slightly, rising up onto the balls of his feet. His tail lashed the air in agitation. Kaldur had only a second to grasp the seriousness of the situation, before Wally moved behind him. Robin chose that second to highlight his youth, pivoting lightly on the balls of his feet and bolting into the bayou. The black tip of his tail the last thing they saw before the boy vanished like the ninja he was.

"Robin!" Kid Flash yelled, voice distorting as he tore off into the Bayou after his friend. "Dude, come back, no one cares if you look like a character in a bad Anime."

Aqualad groaned and rubbed the bridge of his nose. What the hell was he supposed to do with a freaked out fox kit, and a hyperactive speedster. Why did these things, always happen to him? Seriously, just once he'd like to see King Orin thrown into one of these idiotic situations.

i Mask the sounds of my passing"

ii A line from Mercedes Lackey's song Hawk Brother, the story behind the song can be found referenced in Her book Magic's Price

iii In case anyone is interested while all of my research says Red foxes don't growl, I have heard gray foxes do so.

iv (am-Ree-ah) - an all-purpose oath or curse.