Well, you all seem to like this, so here's chapter two!

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The woman's red lips were turned down as she contemplated the situation. "This will be hard," she admitted to her comrade. The woman was young, about fifteen, with long, dark hair and a muscular figure. She wore a black one-piece Kevlar suit and a domino mask over her eyes. "In fact, we might not get out of this alive." She turned to the man next to her, smirking. "You sure you're up for it?"

He scoffed. "Would I still be here if I wasn't?" he retorted dryly. He was taller than the woman by a good three inches. The man was around fifteen and wore and a black and silver armor-like suit with a bird-shaped engraving and two wings behind him along with a matching helmet. He was quite muscular as well, looking massively built compared to her smaller frame. His mouth formed a grim line. "Do you think they'd really kill us?"

The woman's white lenses narrowed. "Yes," she answered, venom evident in her voice. "I saw my father murder Hood. If he can do that, what's to stop him, all of them, from doing the same to us?" She sighed. "I'm sorry, Warhawk. I know you love your parents."

"And I know you love yours," Warhawk retorted. "Renegade, you used to idolize them." He looked away from her. "We both did. But what they do is wrong. I know that, you know that."

Renegade crossed her arms. "Of course I do. Why do you think I'm doing this?"

"You really think he'll help us?" Warhawk asked, changing the subject.

Renegade bit her lip. "He has to." Her tone was more hopeful than anything. She cautiously opened the window, slipping in silently as Warhawk followed her. Almost immediately, loud sirens blared in their ears as red lights flashed. Before they knew it, they were both caught in a net. Despite this, both remained calm. "Wow. Cliché much?"

A man entered the room. He had short, dark hair and tired, ragged, cerulean blue eyes. "Who are you?" he demanded. "And why are you here?"

Renegade looked at him, not knowing quite how to approach this situation. "Are you Richard Grayson?" she asked tentatively.

The man's eyes narrowed. "Who wants to know?"

Renegade peeled off her mask, revealing twin sapphire pools. "My name is Celeste Wayne," she said. "and we need you help."

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"You took a risk coming here, you know," Grayson told them, handing each teenager a cup of coffee. "Not only for me, but yourselves. Especially in those suits. Vigilantes were banned by the Lords years ago. Arrow, Canary, Huntress, Vixen, myself. and all the rest were forced to retire or face the consequences. Even if you are their kids."

Celeste nodded. "We're well aware, Mr. Grayson. But we're not asking you to fight with us."

"Then why did you come?"

Celeste looked at Rex, who had stayed relatively quiet, then back at the man in front of her. "You were the first Robin," she began. "Father took you in as his son. You probably knew him better than anyone." She leaned in close. "What are his weaknesses?"

Grayson studied her. "You sure you want to know? He is your father."

Celeste's face was hard as she looked at him. "And what if I get less than a ninety eight on a test one day?" she challenged. "Or I'm a minute late for curfew? Or I don't get valedictorian in senior year? Or they catch me here, in this costume, talking to you? What do you think they'll do? Ground me?" She shook her head. "I wish."

Grayson had to admit, she had a point. He remembered the day that Bruce killed Jason, something he could never forgive him for. What's to stop him and Diana from doing the same to the girl in front of him?

"We have a plan," Celeste continued. "Or should I say, Father has a plan. He set up a failsafe, each of the Lords' weaknesses. He explains, quite thoroughly, how to neutralize all of them." She paused. "except himself. That's why we need your help."

"Do you mean to kill them?"

Celeste looked appalled. "Of course not," she insisted, somewhat insulted.

Rex gave him a look. "We're not our parents," he snapped, speaking up for the first time. "If we killed them, we'd be no better. We need to lock them away from the world, somewhere that they can't do anything, where they have no power."

Celeste nodded in agreement. "We know what they do is wrong," she said softly. "We just want to make things right."

Grayson stared at them for a while before inhaling deeply. "The best way to get to Bruce is to mention his parents," he told them. "Tell him things like they'd be disappointed to see what he's become and all that."

Celeste frowned. "It sounds like a low blow, but..." She nodded. "We'll have to do it. Thank you, Mr. Grayson." The two teenagers got up and moved towards the window. Celeste's heart pounded with anticipation. They were really going to do this. They were finally going to free humanity from the Justice Lords' grip once and for all.

She was finally going to avenge Jason Todd.

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"Celeste, have you finished all your homework?"

"For all this month, Mother."

"Are you ahead of everyone in your class?"

"By eons, Father."

This was how a typical family dinner (if her parents ever made it) in Wayne Manor went. The three of them would sit at the large table and discuss how her day went. Or, more specifically, that she remained perfect and that there were no slip-ups. If they only knew...

Her mother gave her a small nod. "Now that's what I like to hear," she said proudly. "Will you be voted Student Body President again this year?"

"One can only cross one's fingers, Mother."

Bruce chuckled. "I don't know, Diana. I think she's getting too smart."

Though this comment was seemingly harmless, it put Celeste on edge. Did he know? Was this his way of telling her that he knew she was becoming a threat? Was he going to kill her? Instead of freaking out and letting her emotions get the best of her, Celeste forced a smile. "Naturally, Father."

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Celeste ran over everything in her head again. This plan had to go off without a hitch. She recalled what her father had said in that video: Martian Manhunter's main weakness was fire, but a small flame wouldn't quite do. It would have to be a large amount, but not enough to kill him. The best way to take down Superman was with a Kryptonite bullet, preferably shot in the leg. Hawkgirl, while stronger than the average human and a skilled fighter, was very temperamental. Distracting her with words was the best way to catch her off-guard.

Green Lantern would be difficult. He was a former Marine, which meant that he was always focused. But he could be beat by snatching his ring and knocking him out before he has the chance to call it back. Wonder Woman was probably the hardest. She had no specific weakness, but there was a way to beat her. A special serum that would give her hallucinations and increase her adrenaline to a dangerously high point with the more movement she did. And finally, the last was her father. They would have to hit him where it hurts, right in the heart. Hopefully, that would distract him enough so that they can take him down.

They were really going to go though with this. If they failed, they would likely be killed. If they succeeded, things would never be the same again.

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Well, this was, to put it lightly, an unexpected turn of events.

Celeste was preparing herself when, what do you know, all four of the other Justice Lords, and Rex of course, come knocking at her door. Apparently, her father had called them for a meeting. While they went down to the Batcave, Celeste dragged Rex to her room. "What is this all about?" she hissed.

"I have no idea," Rex admitted. "I was hoping you knew."

Celeste bit her lips nervously. "Do you think they know?" she asked.

"I don't think so." Rex looked away from her. "Then again, what do I know?"

Celeste pursed her lips before typing something on her computer. "There," she said. "Now we can hear everything they're saying."

"What is this?" asked Green Lantern. "Some old video of us?"

"Except we never had a fight like this with Luthor," Wonder Woman reminded him.

"You're right," said Batman. "We never did. But they're having one. Right now." Celeste and Rex looked at each other in alarm. Who were these people and why did their parents mistaken them for themselves?

"They?" demanded Hawkgirl.

"We're looking at another dimension," Batman informed them. Another dimension? Was that even possible? "Live."

"It's just like ours," Wonder Woman observed.

"Almost," said Batman. "But they're Flash is still alive." Who was Flash?

"So is their Luthor," added Superman.

"There's something else," Batman told them. "They don't call themselves the Justice Lords. They're the Justice League." The Justice League? Celeste liked the way that sounded.

"It's sad," uttered Wonder Woman.

"Yeah," agreed Green Lantern. "Their world's the mess ours used to be." She didn't like the sound of that.

"Too bad we can't help them," commented Hawkgirl.

"Who says we can't?" challenged Batman.

"You've been a busy little bat, haven't you?" commented Superman. Oh god. She really didn't like the sound of that.

"What else is there to do around here anymore?" replied Batman.

"This can take us into that other dimension?" asked Green Lantern.

"If we decide to use it."

"Why wouldn't we?" Hawkgirl asked.

"You're talking about helping them, but would they accept it?" Batman pointed out. "Our kind of help." There was silence after that.

"Oh my god," whispered Celeste. "They're going to..."

Rex nodded. "They're going to invade that dimension," he finished. "And they're going to make it just like this one."

"Damn it!" shouted Celeste. "All of our plans, ruined!"

"Maybe not," said Rex.

"You're right," Celeste agreed. "We'll just have to wait and see what happens."

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