Author's Note- Hello, and welcome to my writing! I have so many ideas for this story, so I don't know how many chapters this will end up being. This isn't my first story, but it's the first one that I'm uploading on the Internet. So, yay!

Disclaimer- Let me just say that if I owned Young Justice, it would have a season three. And four. And five. I'm sure you get my point. Enjoy the story!

Nightwing's POV

Batman's voice came over my com link as I ran along the warehouse's roof, telling me about what I was about to burst into. There was a new anti-hero causing trouble in a few cities, mainly Gotham and Bludhaven. She had been stealing from various labs, as well as getting into fights and killing a few police officers with some sort of electric weapon. Police reports said that the anti-hero had been spotted entering the warehouse a few hours ago, but the cops weren't getting involved unless there was actual trouble tonight. Batman, Robin and I didn't mind. Cops interfering with our work got annoying.

"Nightwing, there's a window to the right. Enter the warehouse there and meet me in the left hall." Batman instructed. I nodded slightly, knowing he could see me from his spot on the next roof. Robin was standing next to time, waiting for Batman to tell him to move into the situation. I darted over to the window and yanked it open, glancing back at Batman and Robin before slipping into the warehouse. I shut the window behind me and started to move towards the left hallway when I heard a scream. I frowned slightly, turning to the right and heading in the direction the scream had come from. Maybe the anti-hero had captives.

"I heard a scream, so I'm investigating." I told Batman before he asked what I was doing. I broke into a run when I heard another scream. I turned the corner and froze, spotting the anti-hero in the middle of the room and getting my first good look at her. She had metallic gold hair, which I thought was kind of cool, and was wearing a gold mask that showed off her green eyes. She was wearing a gold corset, and green fishnet tights that was the same color as her boots. She reminded of vaguely of Black Canary for a moment before she spoke, then she seemed completely different from my old teacher.

"Nightwing!" She called out, sounding delighted. "I'm so glad you could make it!" She said with a smirk. "I knew you would follow the screams." I groaned, realizing that she had intended for me to come to her. I wondered what she was planning. "I've been wanting to meet you for a while." she continued, smirking as she spoke. Her red lip gloss shone in the dim light. "I'm Scorpio." I nodded slightly, watching her.

"Nice name, I love the gold. I'm not so sure about your activities though." I said, glancing around the warehouse. It seemed empty, except for a table in the middle where Scorpio was standing. She was leaning on the table facing me and hiding whatever was behind her. "Whatcha got there?" I asked, taking a few steps forward. Scorpio glanced behind her for a second before turning back to me and smirking.

"You'll see, darling." She said, pushing off the table and taking a few steps closer to me. I glanced behind her at the device on the table and my eyes widened. I wasn't entirely sure what the device was, but it resembled a bomb. I looked back at Scorpio and my hand went to my belt. I wrapped my gloved fingers over my escrima sticks and pulled them out, ready to fight Scorpio. Her smirk grew and she pulled a whip off of her belt.

"Come on, love." Scorpio purred. "Let's dance." She said, rushing towards me. She swung the whip at my head and I ducked, reaching out and hitting her side with my right escrima stick. Scorpio just grinned, pulling the whip back and swinging it at me again. This time I didn't duck fast enough and the whip hit me in the chest. It stung through my suit and I winced slightly. Scorpio swung the whip again and it hit my wrist. Twisting my hand, I grabbed the whip and pulled it towards me, making Scorpio stumble towards me slightly. I smirked, elbowing her in the shoulder and making her wince. I tossed her whip away from us, leaving her weaponless. I swung my escrima sticks at her over and over again, hitting her quite a few times. She blocked a lot of my hits. She was well trained, that much I could tell. I glanced to the side for a second and saw Batman and Robin enter the room.

"We got you now, sweetheart." I smirked at Scorpio and watched as she glanced over and saw Batman and Robin, who both ran towards us as we fought.

"You haven't caught me yet." She said, darting around me and towards the table. Batman and Robin changed directions and rushed towards her and I followed him. Scorpio reached the table before the three of us and grabbed the device, entering some sort of command and grinning madly. I sped up a bit and rushed towards her, hoping that she hadn't set the device to explode.

"Nightwing, wait!" Robin yelled suddenly. I paused for a second, watching Scorpio raise the device above her head and then throw it at me. Without thinking, I caught it and heard it beep. I swore, about to throw the device away from me when it went off. The world seemed to slow down, and I watched the device explode in my hands. I couldn't move as I stared at the sparks that flew everywhere. My hands and forearms seemed to glow for a moment before dissolving into nothing. I didn't feel any pain, just a cold, numb feeling. The device began to glow and dissolve along with the rest of my arms. I couldn't move, or even scream. I knew that all of this was happening in only a few seconds, but it felt like much longer than that. I heard Scorpio's laugh and Robin yell my name before feeling a sharp pain in my mostly dissolved chest. My vision went blurry for a few seconds before everything went black and silent.

Author's Note- Dun, dun, dun! Don't worry, Nightwing isn't dead! He has to be alive in order for this story to have a plot. Heehee. Future chapters will probably be longer, and I'll try to post a new chapter at least once a week. Thanks for reading, and I would love it if you dropped me a review! :3

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