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M'gann looked down at the sleeping boy, handcuffs around his wrists, hearing him inhale and exhale. She had the urge to brush the unruly locks from his forehead but held herself back, opting to silently observe the boy as she was suppose to be doing incase he wakes up.

His skin was green, much like the same hue as hers, though hers was more olive in hue than his, and his hair was a dark green unlike hers. So many similarities, yet also many differences.

She knew he wasn't a Martian, it was obvious to everyone else. But with that factor ruled out, it opened up new questions that would have to wait.

Who was he?

He addressed himself as Beast Boy to Robin, of whom he thought was familiar to him, but not as he second guessed himself. And then there was Kid Flash.

She could still hear his desperation to grasp the situation.

"Kid Flash?" The boy asked the other looking around to them before back to the bewildered, "What are you doing here? Where's Jinx? What about the Titans?"

Titan. That's what he was, or at least what he called himself. It was questioning really as there was no such person -hero, villain ,or sidekick- called Beast Boy, and no such thing as a Titan.

The boy stirred, snapping her out of her thoughts and watched as his eyes, large and green, open slowly, his brows lowering as he groaned lifting a hand before the cuffs binding his hands let out a metal on metal sound, causing his ears to twitch and eyes to snap open.

The Martian lightly pushed the woken boy down when he shot up and groaned as pain spiked through his head before speaking, "Please, stay down. You suffered a nasty blow to you head." She suggested, and he stayed down to the most part, looking at her with questioning eyes.

"Uh, thanks…?" He muttered, his voice sounding raspy to her ears, "What happened?"

"You gotten hit." She said, keeping the details to a bare minimum. It was more like Aqualad shot a rivet of water at him and Superboy hit him and his head collided with the wall. But that was details he didn't need to know.

The boy's eyes was on her, "Who are you?" He asked, a small frown tugging his face as he gazed at her.

"Miss Martian." The girl looked back, the tall Atlantean having spoken in her place, though addressing her. The boy shifted to look at the other that came in and a frown marred his face.

"Yes?" She asked, though she knew what was to be asked."Have you gotten anything on the boy?" He asked her, his voice calm and collected as should be.

"Hello! I'm right here you know." The boy butted in, obviously not pleased with being talked about when he was in the same room, "And to answer for her, no she hasn't."

The boy, or Beast Boy, shifted a bit the chains making a clinking sound as he sat up in the bed of sort before noticing his attire, "Where's my belt? And my gloves and boots?" He said, shooting a mean look at the taller male.

The girl quickly answered before the leader, not wanting to have this situation escalate, "We took them off." She said, defusing the situation, "We didn't want to take any chances."

He looked at her, peeling his eyes off the Atlantean towards her, "Why?" He asked, his tone softer and less harsh than earlier.

"We don't know if you're hostile or not." Replied the other, which made the boy snap back to the other, his face scrunching with distaste.

"What Aqualad means is, we don't know what side you're on and we don't know how you gotten into our base." He gave her a confused look before looking back to the relaxed boy, though he was still wary of the smaller green one.

"Aqualad?" He asked confused, not understanding and shaking his head, "You're not Aqualad."

This time it was the Atlantean to be confused, arched dropped down as a frown was tugging on the corners of his lips.

"I think you are mistaken. I am Aqualad."

"No, you're not!" He said, easily getting frustrated with the other, "I know Aqualad, and you're not him. He has black hair, and wears blue, and he's not you!" He shouted the last part at him.

M'gann could do nothing as she watched the two, a heavy tension filling the room before slipping out quietly, unnoticed by the others as she went invisible.

"Where's my communicator?" He asked, not breaking his gaze from the other, of whom didn't break it either, the belt with the bulky yellow and black object not present in the room.

"Robin took it and is inspecting it." That answer seemed to only rile up the boy's anger, easily feeling the strong emotion from where she was.

"He's not Robin!" He shouted at him, his voice slightly cracking as he wasn't used to it, "And what gives you the right to just take my things!"

The older of the two was not having that, his hand clenched in a fist and shoulders tensing, "We were given the right when you invaded and trespassed."

"I didn't invade, or trespass here! I don't even know where here is." Beast Boy said, trying to quell the anger inside of him and think rationally. "All I know is that I was with my team chilling out at our home, and then I was here." He finished before breaking his gaze with the so called Aqualad and down at his cuffed wrists.

This wasn't fair. Why was he treated like a criminal? He was a hero.

"It would help us if you would elaborate better on the situation." He didn't raise his head at that, lost in his own thoughts.

Kaldur'ahm stared at the boy for awhile before leaving him to his own devices, though he knew the boy wouldn't move, heading over to the kitchen and towards the others that gathered around, more towards the younger of them all as he fiddled with the yellow and black object, "What do you make of it?" He asked him.

The boy looked over at the leader before putting it down, "Like he said it's a communication device, but there's no signal going from or to it. Well, none we can trace at least."

"None?" He asked, getting a nod from the boy. The pale green eyed boy looked over at the Martian and sighed, "What shall we do now with him? The League is no doubt going to want to ask the boy how he got here."

Finally after awhile the red haired speedster spoke up. "How are we going to explain this to them?" He asked through a mouth full of pretzels before swallowing, "And how do you explain how he practically flipped on me and Rob? We don't even know the kid."

"Maybe I can go and try to get him to open up and tell." Miss Martian said, trying to be optimistic, "If not then I can always search through his head." Though she would rather that be her last option.

Kaldur let out a sigh and sat down on the seat, "Alright, but if it doesn't go well, then we'll have to get the League on this."

And that was one thing they all didn't want to happen.