You know I've seen a ton of SYOC stories for Young Justice and I've always wanted to make one myself. So I just decided to say fuck it and do it instead of just thinking about it! First a little prologue before giving the form.

It had been a week since the team of Robin, Aqualad and Kid Flash had infiltrated Cadmus and freed the clone that was made inside. That clone being made from the one and only Superman, and so he was named Superboy, and there the young heroes journey to fight crime on their own had begun.

Afterword's the Justice League had quarantined the site and explored all fifty two sublevel's of the facility for any and everything and who was running the facility. Sadly they came up with nothing, yet the investigation was still ongoing thanks to Batman's unwillingness to let the matter go and he was sure there were answers in the facility. Unknown to everyone else, Batman's hunch was as right as always, though in a form that not even the Dark Knight would have suspected.

Below the fifty two level's they knew about there was a fifty third level completely separate from the others as it served a far different purpose than the others. The level was designated as Project: Shadows and was only accessible by the very top scientist of Cadmus and the members of the Light itself.

In one of the secluded rooms on this level was a chamber quite similar to the one that project Kr was in only with a few noticeable differences. For one the room was much darker with the only light coming from the large tube in the center of the room which held a figure who was floating inside the light green liquid that filled the tank. The figure was roughly six foot one in height and looked to be anywhere from sixteen to eighteen years of age, his slightly tanned skin was covered with scars along his muscular torso and arms, where various medical tubes were attached, as his only form of clothing seemed to be the black pair of spandex shorts covering his modesty. His face was covered completely by a breathing apparatus yet allowed his long black hair to float freely within it.

The figure continued to float, totally unaware of the world around him with the only sound being the steady beeping of the heart rate monitor beside his makeshift prison. Just then the computer attached to the tube that showed the subjects status began to beep erratically before a flash green before turning a burning red.

A hissing sound was momentarily heard before the water began to drain fro the tank where within a few minutes the figure was now on his knees at the bottom of the tube just waking up for the first time in who knows how long. Once he regained his breathing he violently ripped off the wires attached to his arms as well as the mask on his face showing his bright silver eyes to the world which then began to quickly scan the surrounding area.

Upon seeing no one in sight the teen smiled before standing up to his full height. Accessing his powers he then simply walked through the glass of the tube as if it wasn't even there. Now free of his prison the teen did a few stretches for his unused muscles before heading over to a locker on the other side of the room.

Opening the locker the teen smiled at the sight of the gear that was with him when he was first captured by the Light.

"Well at least they didn't take my crap and store it away in some storeroom. hat would have really pissed me off." said the teen with a deep yet scratchy voice due to not using it for however long.

In a few minutes the teen was now standing in his favored gear. He now wore a primarily black bodysuit with bits of white armor on his forearm's, shins and torso while on his head rested a matching white helmet that looked similar to a knight's with a dark red visor for his eyes. Strapped across his chest was a belt of throwing knives but crossed on his back were two katanas, however one of these was not an ordinary katana, that one blade was in fact the Honjo Masamune while the other was a katana made of Promethium.

After making sure he had everything the teen then walked over to a terminal that was next to the door to the chamber and began to search the information stored inside it.

"Now let's see what info they got on me in here." he said to himself as he opened up his profile.

Codename: Saber

Real name: David Selvus

Age: seventeen

Classification: Meta-human

Powers: Density manipulation

Skills: swordsmanship, martial arts, stealth specialist

Family: unknown

Allies: unknown

Affiliations: unknown

Looking over the information the now named 'Saber' couldn't help but chuckle at how little they had on him. Though what they had about him apparently was enough to have them knock him out and stuff him in a tube for some reason. Searching through more of the files he found nothing else on why the Light wanted him but he did find out about some of the Lights contacts, operatives and even the fact that he wasn't the only one that was abducted by Cadmus and thrown down here.

Saber only had one goal at the moment, and that was to kill the members of the Light and bring their entire organization to ruins not only for what they did to him but also for the fact that they are trying to take over the world. However seeing that there were five others taken by the Light just like him.

He was no fool thinking he could take on the Light on his own and come out alive, a few villain's may be willing to help him sure but they were untrustworthy and could easily turn on him. And he sure wasn't going to spandex brigade for help, for one they were too idealistic in dealing with criminals. They say they have to 'be better than the criminals,' oh please! Apparently to the League being moral icons is a lot more important than protecting the safety of the people they claim to care about.

Shaking those thought away Saber downloads all the info onto a disk a deposits it into on of the many hidden compartments on his armor for later review.

"Now let's go see if I can't get me some allies in this dump. Hopefully they will be able to see things my way." said Saber as he walked out the front door of the chamber but not before throwing one of his many knives into the chamber that once housed him. Said knife began beeping steadily before exploding violently and destroying all evidence of him ever being there.

Smiling under his mask Saber couldn't wait to bring down everything the Light had built before taking their heads with one of his blades. Then he would move on to his real goal which was the destruction of every evil being in this world, and if the League tried to stop him then they would be cut down as well.

Well theres the short prologue and as you have probably figured out I'm looking for five OC's and they will be anti-heroes. Form will be on my profile along with rules. Review and/or PM me. Until then, Nicranger out!