MUST READ FIRST: Hey, guys. This is some angst I wrote in the middle of the night in a corner of my room. I worked harder on this then any other story that I own (Harder than a future story I'm working on (;). It is short because I write everything on paper before typing for post.

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This is my Pride and Joy.

I do not own Young Justice or the cover to this story. The cover is owned by 1984neptune on deviantArt.

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It was time, and Dick knew that.

Nightwing panted as he limped out of the old warehouse. His suit was shredded and blood covered every inch of him. You could barely see the blue bird on his chest.

Dick knew his luck had run out.

The dying hero leaned against the wall of the warehouse he was using to walk and slid down it so he was sitting against it. He rested his head on the dirty wall. Breath came out in puffs as fog once it hit the cold night air.

With the end coming near he thought about his life.

Nightwing coughed violently, blood droplets landed on the ground next to him.

The Original team. They had all died before him.

He closed his beautiful blue eyes under the ever present domino mask and thought of the family he fought beside for so long.

Kaldur. Wally. Conner. M'gann. Artemis…

"I feel naked. And not in a fun way."

A gentle chuckle escaped Nightwing's bloody lips at the great times they had. There was so many.

"Feeling the aster."

"I hacked the motion sensors!"

His breathing became more labored. He could hear them calling him to join them. Their voices filled his ears.

"Find your own little spitfire. One who won't let you get away with nothing."

"What's with you and the 'whelmed' thing?"

A tear slid down his face, the smile that appeared never left his face as more tears fell.

"And though all seems lost, the one thing the aliens cannot destroy is hope."

Nightwing looked up at the starry night sky. He painfully lifted a hand and pulled off the mask, revealing his beautiful blue eyes. They sparkled with happiness as Nightwing became Dick Grayson.

"You're overwhelmed, Freeze was underwhelmed; Why isn't anyone just whelmed?"

Everything slowly started to turn numb. First, it was the pain. His smiled never wavered.

"It's simple: Get on board or get out of the way."

Another chuckle escaped from Dick as his vision slowly turned black.

"Feeling the aster…"

When Dick opened his eyes again everything was bright. It felt like the ground was made of clouds. He felt younger, shorter. He looked down to see his past Robin suit and felt the familiar mask on his face once again.

"Hey, Rob!"

The returned thirteen year old snapped his head up to see his team, all smiling brightly at him. All looking exactly like him, when the team became whole.

Robin smiled and walked up to the line up, easily slipping between Aqualad and Kid Flash into the middle. They all turned to face the bright sun in the light blue sky.

"And just like that...we are a team on a mission."