My eyes snapped open, they felt groggy and heavy. They hurt. The brightness gave an annoying stinging sensation. It felt like they'd been closed for a long time. As they began to un-blur and focus, the white light became less painful and other colours began to show through. Mainly green and blue. I stared at the colours. Although my eyes hurt less, I still couldn't make out the shapes, the colours were strange blobs simply floating there, not doing anything. I moved my arm to try and rub my eyes but, it felt incredibly difficult. It wouldn't move. I willed my fingers to try and wiggle a little. With great difficulty they did as I commanded and feeling eventually spread through them, then up along my arm.

I felt the ground underneath me, forgetting for the moment about wanting to clear my vision. The ground felt strange, it was rough and slightly spiky, but also smooth and soft. It was tough yet flexible. I tried to angle my head to see what the strange substance was, but it proved too painful. It wouldn't budge. Giving up on that idea I decided to try and fix my sight. Slowly I raised my right arm. It felt heavy, very heavy. I gradually moved it closer to my face, giving a slow rub to my sore, tired eyes. I lowered my arm back down to the ground and looked up. I blinked a couple of times, until they finally adjusted.

Above, the green blurs had focused. They took into different shapes, some larger, some smaller. Some broken and some whole. They all had lines of them, many, many lines as fine detail. Behind the green a new colour emerged. Brown. It was long and thin, also windy. Rough and ragged. Detailed and shipped. The unclear blue had also focused, revealing white. The blue was beautiful and wide, covering everything above. It looked soft and welcoming yet so far away. The white was fluffy and hardly noticeable.

I took in everything else around me as I lay. The smell. It smelt strange, a bit bitter. The air was damp and slightly cold, but still comforting. Slight ruffling and crinkling sounds resounded in my ears. It was soothing, this place was soothing. Despite the pain and confused, I was calm.

After a moment of laying still looking up, curiosity got the better of me. I carefully bent my right arm, as I did the same to my left. I pushed on the with my weight, forcing them into the ground. I felt a strange, small, dry substance stick to my palms as I did so, but chose to ignore it. I began to push harder. I felt my body rise. Pain shot through my arms as I tried to raise myself higher. They began to shake and I could feel my bones creaking at the pressure, but I continued on.

Again pain shot through my back at alarming force. Starting from the bottom, to the middle and then the top. The pain came in fast jabs, like I'd been stabbed deeply and the weapon left inside. My eyes stung again, they began to feel wet at the edges. I shut them tightly, hoping that doing this would somehow lessen the pain, but it proved useless. Nevertheless I shut the tighter.

I felt my upper body raise completely off the ground. My hands that had been pressed into the ground relaxed. I felt stiff all over. I moved my head gently from side to side, eyes still shut. The movement was ridged and I could feel myself shaking. I slowly rolled my shoulder. The bones felt weak and tired. I stopped and gave a deep sigh as I opened my eyes once again.

I looked at my surroundings without moving my head too much.

Trees. There were many trees, they went as far as I could see. No path visible just trees randomly scattered around the land. As the trees went further along it got darker. Their large leaf filled tops blocking the sun. Only small amount of rays made it through the gaps. I craned my neck around to to able to see all around me. Everything looked exactly the same.

I looked down at my legs. They were dressed in three-quarter light brown pants. They were torn and ripped in several places. Worn out and dirty. My eyes moved down to my feet. They were bare. I wiggles and bent my toes. Slowly I began to bend my legs. Once again the pain and stiffness overcame my body and as before I ignored it, bending them more. My knees gradually met my chest. I then pushed my hands back onto the ground feeling the grass blades and dirt again. My arms wobbles under the weight. I bent my legs more into a better position, turning into a squat. I took a deep breath and I pushed harder. My knees creaked and cracked. My legs shook terribly as I lifted myself up. More determined than before as I made it halfway up, a pushed harder and finally stood. I bent my knees experimentally, getting blood flowing through them again. I straightened my back and relaxed my arms again.

I moved each joint slowly getting feeling back into them. They began to hurt less and move easier, until the pain had diminished. I took a hesitant step forward hoping I wouldn't fall. I was unstable at first but, straightened up and stood. Raising my arms out for balance I took a couple more steps, gradually getting the hang of it. taking small steps I reached for the closest tree in front to balance my weight on. I gripped onto the rough dark and rested, already exhausted from my short walk. I turned back around to see where I lay. It was a small patch of grass in a circular shape. No trees blocking the small space from the light blue sky and bright sun. I then turned and looked down the mass of trees. Deciding I couldn't stay here forever I made my way through the cluster of trees.

I grabbed my books off the desk and made my way out the door along with several other people. I came to the regular hall that I see every other way and followed along with the crowd, making my way to my destination. I made a left turn and saw what I was looking for up ahead. Picking up my pace and squeezing through the crowd, I quickly reached my locker. I unlocked it using the combo and opened the door. Looking in my diary, I shoved all the books I needed into my bag, swung it over my shoulder and then shut the door again, locking the lock. I walked through the mass of people again until I finally pushed out, through the exit. I quickly walked down the stairs saying short 'byes' to everyone as I passed by. It was a Friday and I wanted to do was get away from here. Sure school is great and all, and I get to hang out with my friends. But today went excruciating slow. I just wanted to get there and relax.

I walked through the dark area and stopped in front of what I was looking for. I stepped inside the phone booth, keyed in some letters, then zapped away.

A bright light flooded my vision and then quickly disappeared, revealing a large space. I walked through the halls not paying much attention. Destination already in mind and the route implanted on how to get there. I spotted what I'd been search from. I sped up and as I got closer dumped my bag. I flopped onto the comfy couch and sighed, rubbing my tired eyes.

I laid there, not sure for how long, until I heard footsteps and then a booming voice follow.

"Yo! Dick." Greeted the red head as he entered the lounge room. I replied by lifting my arms into the air and giving a wave. He came round the side and smiled down at me, a blonde later joined, standing next to him.
"Know if we got any missions?" asked Artemis.
"Naah, I'm pretty sure we're all cool for today." I replied tired. I love going on missions, it's exhilarating and thrilling. It gets my blood pumping and brain ticking as I quickly come up with plans and beat up bad guys, but today I just wanted to be lazy and not do anything.
"Sweet, I'm tired as hell from school." Spoke Wally. He came closer to the couch and pushed my legs off, forcing me into a sitting position. I grunted in annoyance but he didn't seem to care as he reached for the remote, Artemis then joining him. Deciding not to hold a pointless grudge I got more comfortable and turned my attention to the TV. Wally flipped through the channel and stopped at a suitable program. Formula 1 was on. I'm not all mad about car racing, but it was still pretty cool. Artemis seemed like she was about to voice protest but stopped as a cheerful voice sounded through the room.

"Hello! How is everyone?" Asked the martian cheerfully. Artemis took this a chance to escape from the boring show and stood up to greet Megan. The two both giggled and walked away to the kitchen out of sight. Conner and Kaldur later followed and joined us on the couch. We all gave each other slight nods as a means of recognition and then turned back to the TV.

A couple of car laps and yawns later it was dinner time. Myself and the guys stood up to join the girl in the kitchen.

"What are we eating today?" Asked Kaldur.
"Mashed potatoes and steak, with gravy." Explained Megan and she placed the last plate onto the dining table. We all sat around the table and plated up.
"Dick, you okay?" Questioned Wally, while shoving a large fork full of potatoes into his mouth.
"Yeah, you seem a bit out of it." Commented Conner.
"Yeah, I'm good. Just tired." I explained, slowly cutting into the meat. Megan had gotten a lot better at cooking from when we first met and now I wasn't so apprehensive about eating her food.
"I know how you feel. Maybe 'cause it's a Friday but I'm feeling sluggish today too." Stated Artemis. The others nodded in agreement.

The 6 of us continued to eat and chat about random things. The mood gradually lightening and tension easing away.

After dinner the rest of the day was pretty uneventful. No one from the League called in or stopped by. It was just us 6 teens, which I was grateful for. Eventually it came round to 8:30 and with nothing better to do, I decided to head back to the mansion. I grabbed my backpack with homework filled books that hadn't been touched. I said my farewells and stepped into the zeta-tube. Instead of keying in The Bat Cave, I put in the phone booth in Gotham. I felt like going for a little walk. I wait just a second before the bright light eloped me.

After what felt like hours of walking, it was probably only 20 minutes, but whatever. I eventually made it to a clearing. I became thoroughly annoyed at my surroundings. In front was another cluster of trees that went on for miles. I looked left to see the long road continue on, then looked right to see the same things. I sighed in annoyance.

Where the hell am I? I combed my fingers through my hair. Guess i'll go left.
I started my way down the road hoping I'd find something useful along the way.

Okay now I seriously had been walking for hours along this same damn road. Not even any freaking cars drove by. It was always the same scenery. A long straight road and lots of trees on the side. I grudgingly took slow steps, my feet were beginning to ache even more. Walking for this long and being barefoot seriously hurts. About to give up and call it a night, even though it was still day. I moved to sit down.

That's until I spotted something up ahead. I picked up my pace and lightly ran on the gravelly road, rocks jabbing into my soles. I got closer to the shape and realised it was a sign. I walked a little faster and squinted to try and read what it said.
'Gotham City. 7 hours away.' Oh thankgod! Civilization, I'd finally be able to get some help.
Still 7 hours is a long time, but there's no helping it. I'm also there, wait for me city!
I looked back at the sign to say a silent thankyou, but stopped. I frowned my brow and read the words over and over again. Becoming more annoyed and angry by the minute. In the corner of the sign in smaller writing I noticed two dreadful words.
'Gotham City. 3 hours away, by car.'
BY CAR! BY CAR! I felt like I was about to snap, my good mood completely diminished.

I was pissed. Lost and confused and having no memory of where I am or how I got here. Or who I even was. I paused at my thought.
Wait, wh-who am I? I tried to think of something about me, the simplest thing. My name, but nothing came to mind. I fell to the ground and sat in front of the sign staring at nothing. Everything was blurry and hazy. Why, why can't I remember?
How could this be? That I couldn't remember myself. In a panic and confusion I began to cry. My slow quiet sobs escalated and became louder cries. I had no idea what to do. I tried to remember a place or people that I may know but nothing appeared in my mind. It was just a black void of nothing, empty and lost. After releasing all of this I really did need to get to a city and find someone to help.
Okay, I'll need to find someone important. Important people live in big fancy houses. I'll start there. I stood up again and continued my way down the plane, gray, gravelly road. I looked to the horizon. The sun was still high up in my sky, its rays blazing down on me. It felt hotter than ever. I was tired and hungry but I had to continue on my way, hoping I'd make it before nightfall.

I stepped out of the phone booth and walked out of the dark alley. For anyone else it would be dangerous to be walking the streets at night, by yourself in Gotham. But I'm not just anyone. I smiled to myself. I trudged along the streets thinking about stuff, jumping from topic to topic.

It seriously sucks being a year 10, yet doing year 12 work... Well, I guess it does have it's good points. Means I get to leave school earlier. Yeah, I skipped two grades ahead, I'm the only 16 year old in classes filled with 18 year olds. But that's fine anyway. We're all friends and they didn't care that I was younger than them. I breathed in deeply. The breathed the cold night air, letting it enter my lungs and clear my mind.

I walked a couple more blocks and spotted 7 Eleven. Why not. I put my hand into my pocket to see if I had any loose change. I was in luck. I stepped through the doors hearing a slight 'ding' as they opened automatically for me. The guy at the counter nodded at me, I nodded back. He looked only a little older than me. Must be a part time job. I walked through the aisles, looking for nothing in particular. I eventually made it to a small rack that held different flavors of chips. Not even knowing why I came in here the first place, I decided to grab some anyway. It's like they were beckoning me to take them. Now to decide on the flavor. The options were:

Smiths- Salt and Vinegar Naah, not in the mood.
Smiths- Chicken Gross.
Twisties- chicken Aww no cheese flavor.
Red Rock Deli- Honey Soy Chicken
Red Rock Deli- Sweet Chili and Sour Cream Which one to choose, Sweet chili or Honey soy. I looked back and forth between both the packets and settled for the red one. Sweet chili it is.
I grabbed it off the shelf and went to the check out. The guy scanned it for me and I have him the money. $2.10. With a short 'thanks and cya' I walked out into the night air again.

I couldn't help but feel I was stalling for some reason, though I had no idea why. Nothing dreadful awaited for me back at the manor. Nonetheless I opened up the packet and continued down the smooth path. I'd been walked for awhile now, yet I didn't feel like going home yet. I'd finished eating the chip packet and through it into a bin a few streets back.

I rounded the last corner and spotted the manor up ahead. I looked down at my watch, It read 10:47. My clack lens covered eyes slightly widened in shock. I'd been wandering around for 2 hours! But I was sure Batman would be cool with it. I'm not 13 anymore and I can look after myself. Besides he said curfew was 12. He's probably busy with League stuff anyway. I stood on the street opposite the manor, silently looking at it. I wasn't sure why, but I had a strange feeling that I should stay out a little longer.

I crossed the road and walked up to the intercom and pressed the red button.

"Its Dick." I spoke. Alfred's face then appeared in the camera.
"Good evening young master. Would you like me to open the gate for you?" The old man asked politely.
"No, it'f fine. I just came to say I'd be out a bit late, but I'll be home before 12. I'm just gonna through my bag over the side, kay." I concluded. Alfred nodded in understanding and then his face disappeared. I removed my bag from my shoulders and through it over the fence. I landed with a soft thud onto the freshly mowed grass. Great, extra weight gone. I turned back around and continued down the path, towards the city. There's bound to be something interesting going on here on a Friday night.

Okay, now I had officially been walking for far too long. I'd passed several signs along my torturous journey down this never ending road. Some read 'Mcdonalds' Which I had learnt was a fast food brand. I would've gladly entered if I had money. Also my outfit may give the wrong impression of me being homeless. Did I even have a home? I had no idea.

Other signs were just commercials of random things like a Sex Hotline.

Some signs were useful. I passed two that stated I was getting closer to this Gotham City. The last one I passed said 1 hour away by car. So I just kinda estimated, 1 hour by car means 2 hours of walking. Not too bad. Apart from the fact that I'd been walking for AT LEAST 5 HOURS! The soles of my feet felt rough and dry, I'd stepped on so many rocks and prickles throughout the day, that I couldn't even feel the pain anymore. My pants had become more worn out and my white shirt which was loose now clung to my body from sweat. The back of my neck and face were also sweaty.

When it became night time I was glad, because of the temperature drop. But if I didn't find shelter soon I'd either die from exhaustion and dehydration or hypothermia if it got any colder.

Either way I continued down the road, trying my best to stay awake. My mouth felt dry and tongue rough. I felt my eyelids become heavier and droop close, but I forced them to stay open as I took another painful step down the road.

I'd been walking around aimlessly for at least another hour. I checked my clock to confirm my suspicion. '11:28'. I gave a tired sigh as I ran my fingers through my short black hair. I look around at my surroundings, I'd made it to downtown Gotham City. This is where all the clubs and bars were at. Even though I was 16 at this hour no one cared that I was underage and still in uniform. I could still get into the clubs anyway, but I honestly didn't feel like going into one. Why did I even come downtown if I didn't want to go clubbing? I walked further down the street following the glowing lights. There were people all over the place. Girls in skimpy outfits, consisting of skin tight tank tops and short skirts, along with ridiculously high heels that they could barely walk in. Guys dressed in low tank tops and skinny jeans. Loud music could be heard as I passed by each door. People were stumbling and laughing along the street, having a good time that they probably wouldn't even remember.

I continued down the path and look down to the edge of the road. At the very end of the block I saw a silhouette of a person. The outline of the body glowed in a silver light from the bright neon behind them. It illuminated the person beautifully and I had the sudden urge to see who it was. I started walking down the path but stopped as I bumped into something or someone. I looked down and saw two girls looking at me with flirty face expression and lust filled eyes.

"Hi there" The blonde purred, her speech slurred.
"What's a hunk like you, doin' out here all alone?" Questioned the red head. Before Dick had a chance to reply they both jumped to his arms and tugged on them.
"Why don't you come with us, we know a place round here where we could chat." Winked the blonde.
"Yeah come on." slurred the other, tugging harder on his right arm.
"Sorry girls, I'm meeting up with someone." He lied straight to them and then tugged his arms loose. He heard them mumbled something, but ignored it and he looked down the street. He rushed to the end of the street and checked both left and right. The streets were crowded and neon lights still shone but the person was gone.
Dick suddenly felt disheartened and then confused. He then shook his head and looked at his watch.
Why the hell did I come here and stay out so late? I have to get home its almost 12.
The strange feeling he had earlier of staying out for as long as possible and waiting for something else, completely disappeared as he rushed back to the manor.

And that's when I saw it. 'Welcome to Gotham City.' I don't think I've ever been happier to see a sign. I stumbled forward and looked down the hill. The dark night sky was beautiful and filled with hundreds of twinkling stars. The city skyline below looked amazing. A whole range of different coloured lights illuminated the place below. There were tall buildings and short ones. People everywhere on the streets doing there own thing. The city was bustling with noise as well.

I don't think I'd ever felt so relieved in my life. Even though my muscles and bones ached and pushed on and rushed down the hill.

I entered into the city, getting closer to the lights they slightly blinded my vision from the intensity. I was worried at first that the people would look at me weird because of my state, but they ignored me, too intoxicated to care. I passed by several strip clubs and bars, it was all exciting and good fun but I needed help. After walking through a couple more streets I began to feel sick. My high of quickly coming down here dropped dramatically as I stumbled for the wall. My breath was ragged as I lent against the cold bricks. I need to go somewhere with less people, I need to find someone important. I got to the end of the street and looked back the way I came. So many people, I spotted two girls further down clinging to one guy. I frowned in distaste. I had to get out of this place. I took a right turn in hopes of getting somewhere better.

I rushed back to the front gates of the manor and buzzed in while looking at my watch.

'12:03' That's fine, only 3 minutes. Alfreds tired face appeared in front of the cam, he gave a nod and then walked away. I heard a slight buzz and my end and then the gates opened up. I walked in through the gap and ran to my backpack. Then headed for the front door, where Alfred awaited me.
"Welcome back Young Master."
"Thanks Alfred and sorry for being out so late." I replied
"Thats alright. Now, would you like some warm milk?" He asked with a bow.
"Naah, thats okay. I'm just gonna head to sleep." I replied as I thanked him again and walked off.

I opened the door to my bedroom and dumped my bag by my desk. I'd look at that stuff tomorrow. I opened up my draws in search for my pajamas. I pulled my tie loose, which followed by unbuttoning my shirt and unzipping my pants. I then slid my feet out my shoes and flung them over by the door. I clumped my school uniform into a jumble of mess and ditched it by the end of my bed. I made a mental note to clean it later.

I searched the draws and found some grey track pants and a plain black T-shirt. I through both of them on. Quickly I switched the light off and crawled into bed.
What the hell is wrong with me? I've been tired the entire day wanting to get home as fast as possible, yet I stalled for some reason... Its like I was waiting for something, but what? I pondered these thoughts for a moment, before they began to leave my tired mind and my eyes gently fell shut.

I couldn't take much more of this. I had made it into a quiet neighborhood, far from the loud base and drunken laughter. This area was a lot more quaint, but the houses seemed very expensive. The people living here have to be important. As I took a left turn I spotted a huge mansion right across the road. It was the biggest house I'd seen yet. Deciding this was a good place to stop I crossed the road.

I walked up to the fence and spotted an intercom. I walked over to it and pressed the red button. All I heard was static and the screen in front held no pictures, just black. I pressed the button again repeatedly, becoming more frustrated by the second. There was no answer. I slumped against the hall in front of the intercom, barely holding myself up. I'd had enough.

My throat felt dry, too dry. It was becoming difficult to produce saliva. My eyes began to haze, the buttons in front of my face began to blur into one. My head spun and pounded. It felt like a ninja was inside my head and it was going fly kicks all over the place, sending pain through my body.

I pressed the red button again in a fruitless attempt. Still no answer. My eyes began to sting. Everything was telling me to give up. My feet, my legs, my head. Everything my entire body. My brain pounded and it felt like it was going to explode any moment. But my heart, my stupid stinking heart willed me to go on. I slowly pushed off the wall and continued walking down the path in hopes of finding something, anything. I wasn't even sure what I was looking for anymore as I wobbled down the path.

I groaned in annoyance at the buzzing sound in my ears. I rolled over onto my side in hopes it would go away, which it did. But then came back repeatedly and twice and annoying.

What the fuck? I growled. I sat up and listened for the noise again. It was the door bell.
Alfred must of gone to sleep. I looked over to my alarm clock. '1:53' glowed in bright green.
I ruffled my hair and then pushed off the bed to go answer the door. It was silent, then I heard another buzz. Then no more followed. I made it to the front door and looked through the camera, just in time to see a figure retreating.

Since this person decided to press the damn button so many times, it must of been urgent I quickly slipped on some slippers nearby and pressed the button to open up the fence as I rushed out the front door. I ran down the path. The same strange feeling came over me again and I made it to the street. I looked left and did a double take. Someone had turned left down the street. I rushed down the path, heart beating slightly, raised in anticipation.
"Hey!" I called out. But there came no answer.
I quickly rounded the corner and almost tripped. In front of me laid a girl slumped against the wall. She slowly turned her head to look at me, her bright green eyes piercing mine. She whispered something that I hadn't manage to catch, she then raised her arm and opened her mouth again.
"Help." Her tired voice rasped out.

I lent down towards her to pick her up. I gently scooped her into my arms and held her tightly against myself. She lent her head against my chest and closed her eyes. She looked exhausted and dehydrated. Her complexion was pale and she felt too light. Her chest barely moved, the rise and falling of it at a bare minimum. I rushed back to the manor and called out for Alfred. He came down the stairs at super speed for an old guy and his eyes widened in shock from seeing the girl. However he quickly composed himself and ushered me to follow him after he shut the front door and locked the gate.

I followed him into the infirmary and lay the girl on the bed. I looked down at the girl with concern. I brushed some of her light brown strands of hair out of her face. I noticed as I did so, my hand felt wet. I looked at her closer and noticed she was crying. I moved my thumb to her cheek to wipe the tears away. I prayed that this girl would be okay.

Authors note: First chapter down.
This seriously took me forever, I'd finished reading over it and fixing the mistakes and I went to submit it, but my internet was like
"I'm gonna be a bitch and not save this shit." So it didn't and I had to read it over again, so yeah sorry if some stuff doesn't make sense.
I came up with this story as I was watching a movie and was trying to come up with ideas for my other fanfic, The Experiment, but I ended up with this ahah. I'm not really sure where this story is going so if you have any ideas please let me know.
Also, I'm not sure how regular I can update. School had been dumping a whole lot of homework on me, but I'll try my best.
Well, that's it thanks for reading and please review.

Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice Invasion. Only the plot and OC.