Chapter Three

Author's note and disclaimer: I'm so fucking stoked for Naka. I haven't been to an anime convention since my senior year of high school. That was six years ago…man I'm old. I'm hoping to find a bunch of Young Justice, Gravity Falls and TMNT fanart. I'm gonna keep calling Fletcher Fletcher so there isn't confusion. Kaldur will be the only one to call her Lydia.

I do not own Young Justice

#KeepBingingYJ

Fletcher thought there would be a little bit more excitement aboard Black Manta's ship. The third day of shadowing Kaldur she mentioned to him how Batman had more personality than the Manta Soldiers. He cracked a smile, but never really laughed. Not in front of his men or father.

By the end of her first week, Fletcher used Icicle Junior as her main toy. She enjoyed freezing his feet to the floor when he wasn't looking. It didn't really bother him, but it was funny to watch him fall over. She received a few scolding glares from everyone except Tuppence. The female Terror Twin enjoyed watching him fall flat on his face.

The jokes, however, came to an end when Vandal Savage and Ra's al Ghul boarded the ship. Kaldur and Fletcher waited at the end of the docking bay alongside Black Manta. The two mantas were stoic upon greeting The Light members, but Fletcher couldn't stop glaring at the two.

"Fletcher." Ra's al Ghul smiled warmly, his hand extended towards her, "So good to see you up and about. How are you feeling?"

Fletcher crossed her arms over her chest, "Do you care?"

"You're a little old for this…childish attitude, aren't you?" Vandal Savage asked, a sly smile spreading across his scared face.

"Says the immortal jackass." Fletcher replied bluntly.

"Fletcher!" Black Manta's voice echoed angrily from his helmet.

Fletcher remained unaffected by the scolding voice.

Ra's al Ghul's smile never faltered, it may have shifted to a bit cocky, but he liked her spirit. "It's fine Manta. Fletcher and I have a long and difficult past. Don't we, child?"

"Please don't start that child nonsense again." Fletcher more demanded than begged. "We don't need to start that rumor up again."

"Rumor?" Kaldur and Black Manta asked in unison.

"She hasn't told you?" Vandal smirked. "Ra's al Ghul is her biological father. Not that idiot that he placed Fletcher and her sister with."

Kaldur turned his shocked gaze towards Fletcher.

She shook her head, sighing. "They're lying. I had my DNA tested. I am one hundred percent related to my father. Not Ra's. Of course, I would be lying if I didn't admit that Ra's was more of a father to me than my actual biological one."

"If you say so." Vandal waved her off, "On to the matter at hand."

Kaldur and Fletcher walked behind their betters in silence. Listening to their idle gossip about the other members of The Light.

"When were you going to tell me about your connection to Ra's al Ghul?" Kaldur asked. His facial expression remained calm as he faced forward.

"We're not related." Fletcher reminded him.

"But there is an obvious connection between the two of you."

"He was one of my mentors Kaldur. That's all. Nothing more."

"Lydia…"

"Did he treat me better than my actual father? Sure. But he was a condescending ass for the remainder of our time together."

Kaldur chuckled, "I can only imagine."

"I mean, he did have this little romance with my mother before she met my father. But like I said, I was tested. I'm his kid. Unfortunately." Fletcher cringed.

"It matters not because you are here. With me."

"Kaldur?" Black Manta questioned.

Kaldur snapped back to attention, "Yes father?"

"Have the ship prepped for a mission. Take Fletcher with you. I am eager to see her in action."

"We all are." Vandal Savage and Ra's al Ghul shared the same interested smirk.

"I'm not going to enjoy this." Fletcher grimaced, wanting to punch both of them in the face.

"I am not enjoying this." Fletcher admitted through the comm link.

"Focus Fletcher." Kaldur sighed, shaking his head. His father, Vandal Savage and Ra's al Ghul stood behind him in the mini Manta Sub.

"I am focused. I'm just stating my great distain for this mission." Fletcher said sarcastically. The Atlantian could sense her rolling her eyes. "Remind me again why I'm doing this?"

"Do you really need a reason?" Vandal Savage.

"It's for my character. I need to know her motivation for stealing a useless hunk of rock." Fletcher mocked.

The two men of high power turned towards Ra's.

"I don't remember her being so chatty." Vandal recalled.

"It is something she has recently picked up." Kaldur said returning to the blue print in front of him—attempting to hide his proud smirk from his bosses.

"I don't believe this." A Manta soldier muttered.

"What is it?" Kaldur demanded.

"We're only ten minutes into the mission and she's already disabled all cameras, taken out the guards and is making her way through the laser grid." The soldier brought up the footage from the one camera Black Manta's men had placed weeks in advanced.

Fletcher wasn't flying through the sensors. She was flipping over them, dodging them by a few inches like an experienced acrobat.

"Impressive." Vandal smiled widely.

On the screen Fletcher was making short work on the alarm system—shorting it out before it triggered. The glass case rose and Fletcher swiftly and carefully plucked the heavy diamond from its velvety bed.

"Holy shit this thing is heavy."

"You have super strength. It can't possibly—"

Fletcher interrupted Vandal, "You'd think a guy who's been around for 50,000 years would know when someone is joking."

Ra's turned to his partner, "She does have a point."

Vandal growled deep in his throat, "I suggest that you leave the premises if you have the diamond. Before—."

"Before the new guards come in and see the unconscious bodies of their buddies and raise the alarms?"

The men turned around to find Fletcher leaning against the wall. An arm was tucked underneath her breast plate while the other balanced the large diamond in the palm of her hand.

"Way ahead of you." She tossed the rock to Ra's al Ghul and drank in their bugged out eyes and dropped jaws.

"How did you…" Kaldur started to ask when he turned towards the security camera. The picture was still showing Fletcher standing by the glass case holding the diamond. "You hacked it. How?"

"Mentally." She pointed to Manta Soldier whom was in charge of their camera. He was shaking his head and groaning, like he was experiencing an intense headache. "I should have become a thief. Because that. Was easy."

"The road to life isn't meant to be easy." Ra's lectured.

"Right, like a life of crime isn't easy. When making bad decisions and being hateful comes naturally? Because being a hero was difficult as hell." Fletcher retorted, circling them until she sat on the arm of Kaldur's chair. The Atlantian toyed with the ends of hair around his fingers.

"There were plenty of times when I could have easily killed any and all of your minions, but The Justice League's high standards of ethics and morals prevented me from going down that 'dark path'." Fletcher defended her stance.

"When did you become so wise?" Ra's al Ghul asked, smirking from ear to ear.

Fletcher replied dryly, "Between you and Superman how could I not?"

Author's note: And on that note.