Unseen Force - A Young justice Fan Fiction

Chapter 1

A/N: Hey guys what's up. Ok so I'm starting a new story and if the summery makes no since to you then message me and I'll explain it. Ok so in this story the ages are going to be a little mixed up.

Disclaimer: Young Justice is not owned by be. If it was it would have Starfire in it.

Bruce: no clue

Dick: 15

Damian: 18

Jason: 21

Tim: 23

Terry: 25

"Young masters, it's time to wake up." Alfred called up the stairs. Jason and Tim sleepily walked into the dining room; Alfred already had their plates out. Today they were having scrambled eggs, bacon, an apple, and orange juice. Damien came in shortly after. Unlike his brothers, he was wide awake and alert.

"Hello father." Damian said as he came in.

"Hello Damian." Bruce replied looking up at his sons. He noticed that Dick and Terry were not up yet. "Hey Alfred, can you go wake up Dick and Terry?" he asked his father figure.

"Very well, sir." Alfred met Terry on the stairway. "Good morning master Terry."

"Morning Alfred, what's up?" Terry, the oldest son of Bruce Wayne, asked.

"Master Dick has still not woken up yet, so I am going to wake him."

"Oh I can do that." Alfred gave him a skeptical look. "Come on Alfred don't give me that look. I'll be right back." Terry ran back up the stairs, towards Dick's room. Behind him at the bottom of the stairs, Alfred shook his head in amusement.

Terry stopped in front of Dick's room. The air was silent. Not a rustle of sheets, or even the soft sound of his younger brother sleeping. Slowly Terry opened the door. The bed was made, the room was clean. But Terry didn't see the hyperactive, ebony haired boy anywhere. A slight breeze blew through the room, making goose bumps to rise on the tip of his skin. The window in the corner of the room was slightly open, enough for a small body to get in and out. Terry looked outside, and there was Dick, sitting on a tree branch that was attached to a huge oak tree. This was one of Dick's favorite places to just be alone and think whenever he neede it.

"Hey Dickie-Bird!" Terry yelled.

"What?!" Dick yelled right back.

"Come on in, breakfast is ready."

"Ok, coming." Dick flipped off the branch and landed in a crouch position in the middle of the room. He turned to look Terry right in the eye. "Race ya." he was running before he even finished his sentence.

"Why you little..." Terry race after him.