Hey guys! I'm totally feeling the love right now, I post this, leave for an hour, and next thing I know 10 people either added this to their favorites or to their story alerts. Not so bad for my first story, eh? The only thing is that only like 1 person reviewed. Honestly, I'd love to hear from some more of you, if you have ideas or just a comment. I'm debating about whether or not I should expand this story. It was originally meant to be a one or two shot, but I got some new ideas so I'm not sure what will happen now.

Anyway, enjoy the chapter! It's a lot longer than the last one- like, 1000 words longer. Oops. Actually, this is probably closer to what it will normally be.

So, Roy wakes up and there are some explanations, with a twist at the end. Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. Other than my totally unrealistic idea of what will happen to Roy. The original one, I mean. Jeez, two Roys are confusing.


Roy stirred and moaned. Slowly, he opened his eyes and blinked a few times, and tried to sit up. He looked around the room in confusion.

Where am I?

He was in a large room, lying on a soft bed covered with a blue comforter. The walls were a similar shade of blue, as were the curtains. He was alone, in a completely unfamiliar place. He glanced out the window and started.

Is that Wayne Tower? Am I in Gotham? How the hell did I get from Star to Gotham?

Footsteps approached the room, and an elderly man with a kind face peeked in. "Ah, you're awake. I thought I heard you stirring. "

Who is this guy?

Roy swallowed and tried to speak, but only a dry croak came out. The man disappeared for a moment, then reappeared with a glass of water. Roy took it gratefully. When he had finished drinking, he tried again to ask a question. "Where am I?" When he realized his voice worked, questions poured out of Roy like a waterfall. "What am I doing here? Who are you? Where's Ollie?" He glanced down and started.

"What happened to my arm!"

The man smiled sadly. "My name is Alfred, and you're in Gotham." He held up a hand to stall any more questions. "I am afraid that I am not the one you should be addressing your questions to. Master Richard, Miss Jade, and…" he hesitated. "Jade's husband will be up here as soon as I tell them you're awake. They will answer your questions." Then he muttered "Hopefully, they'll answer mine too," then walked out.

Roy sat back against the pillows.

Gotham? Why am I in Gotham? What happened to me?

He looked up as he heard voices outside the door.

"He's confused, as he rightly should be. Poor boy. You should ease him into his situation, Master Richard. As for you two, perhaps it would be better if you let Master Richard explain some before you introduce yourselves to the boy." That was Alfred, and he sounded… worried?

"I want to see him. I need to talk to him, apologize." Roy frowned, that voice seemed strangely familiar (AN/ Caus it's your own, grown-upish voice! Did anyone else notice that the voices didn't change after the time skip?).

"You will be able too. Later. We don't want to overwhelm him. I mean finding out," the next few words were muttered so low that Roy couldn't hear them before the voice grew in volume again, "could be a little bit whelming."

"But-"

"Red, let Ni- Richard (AN/ Ah Jade, can't get over the fact that Mr. run-around-in-spandex-on-Gotham-rooftops is the famous RIchard Grayson) explain, then you can talk. The kid will need time to get used to the idea.

"But-"

"No buts. I'm still, legally, you're wife, which means you have to listen to me. I'm in charge."

"How did you get that idea?"

"Ok, you guys can settle your little lovers spat while I talk to Roy- um, younger Roy. Let me know when Bruce, Clark, and Ollie get here."

"Okay."

"Who's Clark? I mean, if Bruce's Bats and Ollie's GA…"

"Superman." "Classified"

Silence

"What, Dick?"

"No offense to Jade, but I don't trust her enough to go giving out League IDs"

"You already told her who you are."

"Extenuating circumstances. Doesn't mean I have to tell her who everyone else is."

"I'm right here, so quit talking about me like I'm not. Don't worry, I won't spill. I just want to get this over with so I can work on fixing my family. I don't want Lian to grow up like I did."

"Fine."

The door opened, then closed.

"Hey Roy. How are you feeling?"

Roy looked up and met a pair of crystal blue eyes. "Who are you?"

"Richard. This is my home."

"The people outside?"

"You'll meet them later. I need to brief you about what has happened first. What's the last thing you can remember?" Roy hesitated. Richard seemed to realize what was wrong, and smiled. "I know you were-are- Speedy. So does everyone else here. Don't worry about that." Roy nodded.

"Um… the last thing I remember is that I was going out for my first day of patrol alone. I saw something in an alley, and I went to check it out. It was a woman, I don't know who- black hair, asian looking, young- but it looked like she was in trouble. I went to help her, I guess it was an ambush because as soon as I stepped into the alley she was fine and I was surrounded. She was obviously in on it, looked all smug and everything. She smirked at me and then everything went black. Guess someone hit me in the head. Next thing I know, I wake up here. Why am I in Gotham?"

Richard sighed. Something about Roy's account had disturbed him. "Roy, listen. I need you to listen to what I tell you and try not to freak out too much. You probably won't believe it at first, but give me a chance to explain everything. I promise, everyone- the league, Ollie, my family, some friends- will help you through this."

Roy was getting seriously worried. "Richard, what happened to me?"

"In a nutshell? You were kidnapped by a villain organization called 'The Light'. Its members include Vandal Savage, Ra's al Ghul, Queen Bee, Klarion the Witch Boy, and Lex Luthor. Ocean Master was also a member, but he was replaced by Black Manta a few month ago. We don't know how you lost your arm- likely in the fight or as part of the procedure. We found you in TIbet, frozen in a containment capsule, which has prevented you from aging. Ollie will be here soon to help figure out what to do now."

Roy shook his head slowly, then looked at Dick. "How… how long was I in that container? And what procedure? And why haven't I heard of these 'Light' guys before? Green Arrow would have told me about them if he though they were a threat."

"We only found out about them relatively recently, (AN/ LIES!) so he wouldn't have know to warn you about them then."

Roy didn't overlook the fact that Dick had skipped his first two questions. "What procedure? How long did they have me?"

Dick looked uncomfortable, avoiding Roy's eyes. Finally he said slowly and quietly,

"We aren't positive, but we've estimated that they had you for between," he gulped, "7 and 8 years."

"WHAT! How could you guys leave me with some villain group for 7 or 8 YEARS?"

"We didn't know you were missing."

"HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE! I'm pretty sure Ollie would have noticed when I didn't come home that night."

"That's where the procedure thing comes in. They cloned you, sent the clone home instead of you. No one knew that he wasn't the real Roy until about 5 years ago, at which point the people who kidnapped you knew we knew and moved you to a more remote, secret location. Tibet."

"I… have a clone? Who.. who's taken my place for all these years?"

"He's the one who rescued you actually. He didn't know he was a clone until we found out- it broke something in him. He's been obsessed with finding 'the real Roy Harper"- didn't do anything else. Hell, his wife left him because she didn't want their daughter around him while he was consumed with your ghost."

"My ghost?"

"We all thought you were dead."

"Oh. Can I… can I see him? The clone? I want to ask him about what happened in my…his life."

"Sure. He's right outside actually, with his wife, Jade. I'll call them in."

Richard got up and walked to the door and beckoned to someone. He came back into the room, and sat down near the bed. Two people stood in the doorway. Roy's attention was immediately captured by an older version of him, who took a few steps into the room and then stopped.

He was tall, and looked sort of unkempt, like he had let himself go somewhat. Still, the muscles in his arms- Roy felt an ache of pain as he remembered his missing limb- were strong and Roy had no doubt that his clone has the same shooting skills that he had- or used to have. The significance of his missing arm was starting to sink in.

Then, Roy turned his attention to the second person who had entered the room.

No one expected his reaction.

"YOU!" He shouted. "You were the one in the alley that day, when they ambushed me!"


OOOHHH! BET YOU DIDN'T SEE THAT COMING! Or maybe you did, I kind of gave it away with the description. So, is Cheshire doing this for her own gain, to repair her family, or is there another reason? Is she feeling a little guilty, maybe? Next chapter will probably be more Jade's perspective. Also, enter Ollie and Bruce! Probably. I don't actually have it written yet...