I thought I'd entertain this idea thats been running through my head lately.

In this story I've brought Robin's age up so he and KF are the same age in this one.

If you couldn't tell already this is a AU-ish type thing. No Ocs though, I hate Ocs...Unless their small time, like old lady at the supermarket small time.

Oh and in case anyone is wondering I kind of got the title from HollyWood Undead's song Glory. I was just listening to it and thought why not?

Any who, hope you enjoy!

I do not own YJ!

Chapter one

"Dude that was so awesome, I wish I had a camera to take a picture of that guy's face! Priceless!" Wally West laughed loudly as he dangled his feet over the edge of the pier that he and his best friend sat on.

Said best friend, Robin was laughing along with Wally. His mop of raven hair was clinging limply to his head, soaked like the rest of him. "I thought he would have a heart attack when he ran his car into that fire hydrant." He laughed as he bit into the simple ham and turkey sandwich he had in his hands. He swallowed before continuing. "You really need to stop running into traffic." He added with a smirk as he took another bite.

Wally rolled his eyes as he downed yet another sandwich. "Its not my fault, that store clerk had a shotgun! I didn't have time to pick a direction so I just ran straight ahead!" He snapped back, even though there was no anger in his voice. "I told you we need to start scoping places out before we bust up in there and demand all their sandwiches."KF said as he waved his half eaten sandwich around like it was a gun.

"I did scope the place out, I told you five times that the guy kept a loaded gun behind the counter at all times, but did you listen? Nooo." Robin said dragging out the 'o' in no, he finished his meal and crumbled up the cheap plastic wrap it had been wrapped in.

"These people keep getting more and more prepared, maybe we should start charging people when we save their butts." He gave a small shrug. "Sorry mam, but in order to stop the severe bleeding of that wound on your side we're gonna need five hundred dollars, we can use one of the steaks we buy with the money to plug that bullet hole right up!" KF said using his deep voice as if impersonating a deep voiced superhero in one of the cartoons.

Robin elbowed him in the side and laughed at his bad impression. "Hey heroes gotta eat too, weather their in cahoots with the JL or not."

Wally stood up as he stuffed the rest of his sandwich in his mouth. Robin soon stood next to him. They looked out at the harbor before them, the moon's reflection on the water gave it a strange glow.

Kid Flash opened his mouth to speak but somewhere behind them someone screamed and a loud boom jolted the earth around them to life. Robin looked quickly to his partner in crime and justice, the other nodded at him and then zipped away to the scene.

Robin dashed after him, he didn't have any sort of power, so he had to stick with running. He spotted a fire escape crawling up a building near by. He took it as an opportunity to climb up to the roof and leap across several roofs. The roof top running also gave him a nice view of the disaster zone near them. Billowing smoke lifted up and pressed harshly against the dark night sky. Hiding the stars from view. He could hear people screaming, a alarm rang from a store, probably the one that possibly had a new hole in its side from the explosion. Robbers...

Robin came to a stop at the edge of a building that over looked the town square, where the explosion had come from. Guns, he saw several men with guns filing into and out of a building, a jewelry store, which was the source of the smoke. Robin hesitated on the ledge. Sure he and Wally might have been self proclaimed 'heroes' and they could kick a guys butt down the block and around the corner. But they didn't have all that fancy equipment like the JL and other heroes. The only protection KF had was a leather jacket, good for scratches from his numerous falls, but not against bullets. As for protecting their identities, no one really knew who exactly they were, but just in case Robin insisted they at least were some colored contacts or something. Wally had agreed with some complaints, he went with just a darker shade of green, Robin choose a rich cooper like color that hid his baby blues quiet well.

Below, he saw KF waiting behind a building, he must have been thinking the same thing that Robin had. Guns, it might have been best if they just sit this one out and wait for the cop-.

His line of thought was cut off by a blood curdling scream, his eyes darted to the robbers. They had dragged a woman, the clerk perhaps, out into the street, they had her on her knees looking away from them. One had his gun pointed at the back of her head. Robin's blue orbs widened at the sight. Guns or not, he couldn't just let some innocent person get killed.

Before he could think properly he leaped from the edge of the building. The building was only a two story so he was able to land in a roll and regain his footing rather quickly. The robbers then noticed him. "Hey! How about you pick on someone your own size!" He growled at them.

They pointed their guns at him and sneered. "Alright, fair enough. Your gonna regret what you said kid." One joked, but that smirk was soon wiped off his face when a near invisible blur zoomed in and knocked his gun out of his hand then whipped around to smack him in the back of the head, leaving him unconscious.

Wally smiled, "ha, who's regretting their words now?"

Hearing the commotion the other robbers came running from the shop they had recently robbed for all it was worth. Robin was already standing by the woman who hadn't moved. He helped her up quickly. "Hurry and get out of here, we'll take care of them." He gave her a small reassuring smile. The woman gave a nod then bolted from the scene.

Robin looked around him, he saw a broken piece of pipe laying close by in a pile of rubble, he quickly dug it out and gripped it in his leather gloved hands. The wind blew silently for a moment, as each of the robbers sized up the strange pare before them. By this time Robin's hair had dried some and was back to its normal messy ways, shifting which ever way it pleased. He wore his plain black cotton jacket and a white T-shirt, dark pants, converse. Him and KF weren't dressed that differently, KF having on a leather jacket, no gloves, red shirt, pants, converse. All in all, they didn't seem to be much of a threat.

"Lets take out the trash boys." A robber, the leader, said as he smirked and along with the rest of his goons charged the teenagers.

Robin moved first, He gripped the pipe in one hand and balled his free hand into a fist. He leaped into the air just as a robber came within perfect distance of him. He stepped harshly on the man's meaty shoulder, using him as a stepping stone. He propelled off him and soared through the air. He landed on the man behind him, as he landed he brought his fist down to connect with the right temple of the man.

As Robin took on the horde with a flying sort of move, KF charged in full speed. The man that had been used as a stepping stone was not to happy at Robin for that, so he quickly turned to the teen who was currently flipping and twirling out of the way of his friends gun fire. He aimed at the young boy, but just as he was about to pull the trigger the blur flashed up again and grabbed the barrel of the gun, pointing it to the sky so that it shot off into the air harmlessly. As the robber looked to meet the gaze of the blur he found a fist connecting with his face head on.

Robin smirked as he felled another foe, but his smirked was soon gone when a steel toed boot slammed into the side of his rib cage. He yelped in pain and dropped to one knee, grasping at his side with his open hand. Before he could collect himself the same boot kicked him in the side once again, this time clipping the hand that clutched the quickly bruising flesh.

Robin fell to the ground with the force of the blow, as soon as he was down and the pipe yanked from his grip he was surrounded, countless boots finding their home being continuously buried in his sensitive torso. He screamed loudly as they pounding him into the ground, he could feel his insides being pulverized into mush. "K-Kid!" He yelled out for help.

Wally had heard the numerous pained screams of his friend, but he wasn't going anywhere fast either. He had found himself flat on his back, a large foot pressing hard into his wind pipe. He had to get up to help Robin, they'd kill him. Heck if he didn't get up soon he himself would be killed!

What had they gotten themselves into?

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