This is my second story; I hope it's better than the first; please read both of them. : )

This story takes place before the team meets Zatanna.

I still don't own Young Justice, or their characters.

Updated 8/11/15

Have to. I have to. You have to. We have to. Why does everyone "Have to"? Because if we don't, people will die. Right now I'm trying to make sure my team doesn't perish at the hands of the latest villain. Have to . . . all my life I've heard it. Now I'm telling myself I have to stay conscious, because I'm sure I have a concussion. I have to make sure Artemis doesn't bleed out do to a stab wound. I have to make Kid Flash wake up, he was hit in the head too, so that he doesn't slip into a coma. I have to find the rest of my team. And did I mention that the jerk that did this is pointing a gun at my head!

"So, what'll it be Robin." The guy said, with the gun still pointing at my head. "I told you we've captured the Martian, Atlantian, and the Super Boy. The other two here don't have long. You surrender and we'll help them."

"Like I'd trust the person, who did this in the first place, to go anywhere with my team." I said.

"Have it your way." He said and the position of the gun changed and he shot me in my left leg.

I let out a scream of pain and blood started to flow from my leg. The thirty-ish looking man picked me up when two other people showed up. A man, a little younger than him, and a woman around Red Arrow's age. The two of them took my two unconscious teammates and followed the man who was holding me. Then I blacked out thinking I have to wake up. My team needs me to wake up. I have to. . .

. . .

I woke up restrained. I was blindfolded, gagged, and bound to a hard chair. My head and left leg felt like they were bandaged. I think I have an inhibitor collar on. I have to find the team, get them out of where ever they are holding them, and figure out who they are.

"Hey, Prick, the boy blunder's awake." Said a female voice.

"Take the blindfold off and the gag out." Said the man form earlier, Prick.

The light of the room came in very fast and my mouth's dry. I look around and I see that KF, Super Boy, and Aqualad are bound the same way I was. They look like their wounds were tended to. The girls are nowhere in sight.

"Where are the girls?" I asked my captors.

"Alive, if that's what you're worried about." said the woman from earlier.

"Drop, I told you. No talking to the prisoners unless I tell you to." Prick said. "Now, go see how their girls are doing and get Nixon on the line."

"Right, Boss." Drop said as she left the room.

"I'm guessing you're wondering what we want with you, but all I'm going to tell you is that if we wanted you dead you would be." Prick said as he went to take the blindfolds and gags from my present team members. "You'd be wise not to try an escape little bird. We wouldn't want to hurt you and your team more that you already are."

"The Justice League will come for us." I said as Prick walked to the door.

"That's one of the things we're counting on." he said and slammed the door. This jolted KF awake.

"Rob . . . what? . . . where?" KF was starting to panic.

"Captured. You need to calm down." I said. Super Boy and Aqualad woke up to KF practically screaming.

"Where are the girls?" Super Boy asked.

"Don't know. Prick and Drop wouldn't tell me." I said.

"Who . . ?" KF started, but was cut off by Aqualad.

"Drop's the woman who attacked us." Kaldur said. "Nixon was the man."

"Prick's the man that attacked us." I said. "Nixon must have stayed with the girls."

"Artemis was stabbed, she . . ." KF said in shock.

"Hey, we can't think about that now. We need to find a way to contact the League." I said trying to calm him down. "The fact that they treated us, means that they don't have any reason to have killed them."

"Any ideas on getting out of this, boy wonder?" asked Super Boy.

"Not getting out, at least not yet. Especially considering I don't think I can walk." I said as they looked to my bandaged leg. The bandages were slowly turning red.

"What happened?" KF asked.

"After you got knocked out, Prick shot my leg." I said.

"How are we going to get out of this?" KF asked panicky.

"We must be patient and come up with a plan." Kaldur said trying to be calm.

"We need to get them to let us see the girls first." Said Super Boy.

"Agreed." Kaldur replied.

"Good everyone's awake now." Said Prick coming back in with medical supplies. He walked over to me and started to add to the bandages.

"What are you doing this for?" KF asked rather distraughtly.

"Dude, you need to get traught." I said while I was bat-glaring at Prick.

"He always like this?" asked Prick as he finished dressing my leg.

"Well, you did stab Artemis, give him head trauma, and shoot me in the leg." I said. "Not to mention what you did to the rest of our team."

"Don't worry I'm sure your precious League will pay up soon enough." Prick said.

"You did all this for money?" asked Super Boy.

"Not for money, revenge." Prick said about to leave again.

"Revenge on whom?" asked Kaldur.

"Most of your Justice League and the assassin known as Cheshire." Said Prick. "The little archer girl is a two for one. We will be moving you to a more permanent holding place. There you will be able to see your girls."

Then he shut the door and the room filled with knockout gas. We were out before I could scarcely realize what was going on. We have to escape, somehow. I hope the girls are in better shape than we are. We have to, so that nobody else gets hurt by these creeps, and so that we don't die. I have to help my team.

How do you like that? Please tell me what you think, any tips you have, what you'd like to see. This is only my second story. So, if it's a total fail, don't get mad at me for it. What will the team "Have to" do next? Are the Girls alright?

Thanks to Smile-I'mTheEndOfAllThatYouSee for the spelling thing. I am horrible at spelling things. I didn't do so well on spelling tests. Sorry for any errors I miss. I am truly sorry for the errors in anything I write. Please review and follow. : )