Author's Note: I*sniff, sniff* do not own*sniff, sniff* The Justice League, or any other reference material mentioned in this story*sniff, sniff*. But guess what, neither do you! HAHA!(unless you are the creatures of them and are reading this fan fiction*doubt it*)

Ok, so this is my first story like, EVER, so please do not be mean. I take constructive criticism though. Oh fyi, this contains the REAL Robin, Dick Grayson. I mean the others are cool, but they're not the same. So here we go….

Some Thing's Change

Chapter 1

It was a nice night in Gotham City. Sky was clear; it was warm with a slight breeze. It would have been so perfect, if Gotham's Dark Knight was not racing down Main Street like it was a life or death situation. Which it was. Batman was having a really tough night, what with the Joker escaping from Arkham Asylum….AGAIN. Batman normally would have been able to handle this fine if the Joker hadn't kidnapped the love of Bruce Wayne's life, determined to hurt her if Batman didn't show up. As bad as that sounded, he would have been able to handle this too, but being the Joker, he had given Bat man a deadline. If He could not find them by 12:01I hate midnight deadlines, so popular the Joker would kill her. Batman looked at the digital clock on his motorcycle, the time, 11:59pm. He wasn't going to make it. 'NO! I will!' Batman shouted to himself and with that he hit the nitro-boost on his handle bars. He was then rocketing down the road at lightning fast speed. He turned the curve, and there was the building that held Megan Walker. Batman thought he was going to make it, but right as he jumped of the motorcycle (in a manner only Batman can) and stared running towards the building, it exploded with such force that it knocked the Dark Knight off his feet with an exploding pain to his lower left abdomen. Batman's vision blurred in and out of focus. He then flipped himself over to look at the burning building.

"N…No…" the black knight stammered, "M….Meg….MEGAN!" Then everything went dark. He awoke to someone shouting his name. 'Wait, my name?' Batman asked himself.

"Bruce…BRUCE!" a woman shouted.

"Megan?" Bruce whispered to himself.

"Diana, we have to get him out of here." Another voice sounded beside him. Bruce turned his head to his left and recognized the man next to him.

"Clark?" Bruce asked the man he saw.

"Bruce, thank god you're ok." Superman replied, "Are you in pain?"

Batman glared at the Kryptonian next to him.

"Oh, right, sorry." replied the man of steal. As happy as he was to have his friends with him, he then remembered something important.

"Megan. Where's Megan?" Bruce asked and tried to get up but an intense pain in his side held him down. He winced and held his side. He felt something warm and wet, so he held his hand to his line of sight.

'Blood.' He thought to himself.

"Bruce, you shouldn't be moving." Wonder Woman told the bat, but he was already dragging himself across the concrete toward the burning building.

"Megan! Megan!" the bat shouted between gasps as he continued to pull himself to the building. And once again the darkness surrounded his vision and he lay still on the stone cold concrete. The last thing he heard was his friends shouting for him.

When he awoke again, Bruce was staring at a blinding white ceiling of a room. He was hooked to all sorts of machines that made noises that annoyed the living crap out of him. He then looked around the room and noticed that he was not alone. Standing in the room were his two saviors along with others.

"Bruce?" Green Arrow asked the millionaire.

"What, what's going on? Where's Megan?" Bruce asked franticly as he tried to sit up but a hand on his shoulder stopped him.

"You shouldn't be moving yet. You'll tear your stitches." The Green Lantern said pulling him back to his pillow.

"I don't care about my stitches." Bruce told Hal as he gave him the famous Bat glare, "Where's Megan?" With this everyone in the room avoided his eyes. Bruce the realized why they wouldn't look at him

"No….." was all the wounded hero could say, and then he began to grow angry. "That son of a….." Bruce said furiously to no one and he tried to get up but a white hot pain shot from his side. He immediately grabbed his side as Clark grabbed his shoulder.

"Not now Bruce. Please, stay here. At least until you are well again." Clark Kent asked the stubborn man. Surprisingly, Bruce obeyed. The batman lied back down and staired out the window.

"Come on everyone; let's give him some time alone." Clark said and they all left. As Clark closed the door, Diana/Wonder Woman pulled him aside.

"Clark, is it safe?"She asked.

"Yes, I pulled it out right before the explosion, but…I couldn't get Megan. Even with her powers, she didn't survive the blast." Clark said reluctantly.

"Should we tell him?" Diana asked.

"No," Clark said hastily, "He is in no right state to handle it. Plus I think it's best to keep it out of this."

"But it's….."Wonder Woman started but Superman cut her off.

"Exactly, that's why it needs to stay hidden, for everyone's safety. Do you know how many villains would love to get their hands on it? If they got a hold of it, the power they could unleash from it could kill us all….even me. It's best if it stays where it is….for now." Clark told the dark haired woman. And with that the two heroes left the hospital to return to Watchtower.