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Chapter Four: Similarities and Familiarities

.:Outlaw:.

Nightwing rubbed his eyes, feeling a headache coming on. After an hour of playing cards, (followed up by old maids, blackjack, pinochle, and most recently chess) Nightwing was done. It didn't help in the least that Joker was staring at the boy the whole time; it was as if he was deciding what torture devices would work best on him. Fortunately, (or unfortunately in Joker's case) the clown couldn't do anything yet with their current 'alliance' standing in the way. Joker resorted to playing mental games instead.

"Checkmate!" Joker cried gleefully.

"No actually," Nightwing said tiredly. "That's your king."

"Butterfingers," Joker muttered, and then grinned as he captured Nightwing's knight. "You will have so much fun in my torture chambers," the clown giggled, stroking the piece in his hand fondly. He placed it carefully with the other captured.

Nightwing resisted the urge to shiver as he stood. "I should go," he announced, not for the first time this night.

"That's what you said when you got here." Joker complained.

"Someone's expecting me."

"That's a lie!" The clown accused.

Nightwing gestured towards the wall clock. "It's past my bed time." He added, albeit sarcastically.

"Now I know that's a lie." But the clown didn't stop him as he made his way to the window.

"If you have to," Joker whined. Nightwing didn't waste any time jumping out into the night. "Goodbye bird boy!" The Joker cried after him, waving.

Only protected by the shadows did Nightwing finally shiver; that guy gave him the creeps! You'd think after facing him for years that the madman's laugh would lose its terrifying demeanor. This was never happening again…if it could be helped.

Nightwing sighed, walking down the familiar streets to the Zeta beam. He had set it up himself soon after he had found himself here. The Zeta beam technology had originally come with Martian Manhunter from Mars.

Nightwing had found it being shipped in a smuggling port that he had put a stop to. The question that arose was: where was Martian Manhunter? Or any heroes for that matter. Nightwing didn't have an answer to that, and didn't want to.

Dick had set up the beam at the same points as they were at home. It was for a silly reason really, he hoped that if any of the others found their way here… no, he wouldn't think like that. He'd left that life behind the day he took up Nightwing. Anyways, it was an irrational hope; they wouldn't be able to get through the beams even if they came. Nightwing had not wanted to risk this world's versions of the team to happen upon the Zeta beams and report it to the authorities. So he hadn't programed it to let any of his friends in. It wasn't worth the risk.

He stopped for a moment, touching the outside of the seemingly normal, albeit old, phone booth. Not for the first time, he felt a pang of homesickness. It had been two years, two years! He had thought that maybe he didn't go anywhere, that something happened to the League, but it didn't add up. None of the League ever existed here and if they had been erased from history, Robin would have been too. His League was still out there, somewhere. And if they hadn't been able to find him by now, he doubted they ever would.

Nightwing shook off his moment of weakness, reminding himself that these people needed help, of why he was Nightwing. Suck it up Grayson. He demanded. Be a man. Then gathering up his bravo he travelled back to the cave via Zeta beam.

No robotic voice was there to welcome him back. Dick had taken that out early on, reasoning that in war, the quieter it was, the safer they'd be. The alarm's would alert them of intruders had they gotten the passcodes. Nightwing walked towards the kitchen, what he really wanted was to curl up in bed and fall asleep before going out again, he was physically and mentally drained, but his stomach protested otherwise.

He opened his mouth to announce his arrival, most likely along the lines of 'I'm Home!' or 'Did you miss me?' But instead, something made the vigilante pause, or rather a voice.

Immediately on alert, Nightwing brought out his Eskrima sticks, sneaking towards the other room, and the intruder's voices. He kept to the shadows, creeping up to the door that led to the kitchen; he strained to listen to what they were saying.

"…it was a simple task to get in here after that." A masculine voice finished up. Nightwing narrowed his eyes. How did they get in? He was so careful about limiting the caves access. The only ones allowed in were Jason, Barbara, and himself, and they changed the passcodes every week!

Jason said that it wasn't necessary, he thought with a smirk. Well who's paranoid now?

Jason's voice snapped him out of his thoughts. "Can you explain that again?" …What?

"WewerebattlingKlarionthewitc hboywhenitallwentbadandRobin wasthrownthroughaportalandwe wereseperatedwewokeupwithpou ndingheadachesingothamwhichw asamysteryinitselfandRobinwa sn'ttherewewentthroughtowntoday andfoundoutthatabunchofbadgu ysarerunningmadWethenfoundou taboutNightwingandthoughttha thecouldhelpusHaveyouseenRob incauseI'mbeginningtosuspectthatquant umphysicsisthecauseofthis." Another boy said in one breath.

Nightwing's breath hitched, forgetting his years of training, he quickly made his way to the open door, taking in the sight.

Jason and Babs stood at the counter tops –completely fine and not captured– pizza boxes were strung around the place. (By the looks of it, Jason had to go out on a few food runs.) Sitting around the table was… Nightwing nearly dropped his Eskrima sticks. This was either a very livid dream, or a very cruel trick.

.:Outlaw:.

The Red Hood blinked at the speedster. "I didn't really catch that?"

Wally sighed in exasperation. "Do we need to explain it again?"

Hood narrowed his eyes. "No, but I am wondering what kind of fools you take us for."

Conner stepped forward, glowering at the red mask. "We're telling the truth."

"Or they're completely nuts," Red muttered under his breath, unknowing of the other's super hearing.

Superboy stepped forward with a growl, but Wally beat him to it. "Dimension travelling is theoretically possible. Causing a rip in the space time continuum would make it possible for us to travel here."

Red scowled, and Oracle looked sceptical.

"It's possible," A new voice interjected. Wally let loose a very 'manly' squeal, jumping away from the newcomer. "Theoretically, I mean."

The Red Hood laughed at the speedster. "Nightwing wasn't even trying to sneak up on you!"

Wally just scowled.

Kaldur stepped forward. "Nice to meet you Nightwing,"

Nightwing nodded. He was about their age, maybe a year shy. He wore a black suit with padding and a belt at his hip. His mask came over his nose, like a bird's beak. He had shaggy black hair and a blue bird strapped across his chest. His voice sounded like it had just started to change recently.

"Likewise…" Nightwing trailed off, studying Aqualad.

"Oh!" M'gann cried. "This is Aqualad, Superboy,"

"KidFlashArtemisMissMartianal soknownasMegan!" Wally finished off impatiently. "Have you seen Robin? He's about yea big, and is dressed like a traffic light. I'd say he's not hard to find, but he has a tendency to disappear at the worst times."

"Um…"

"No," Oracle said, not missing a beat. "Sorry, we haven't seen anyone that looks like that."

Wally slumped in a chair, defeated. He just wanted his little brother back.

Nightwing shook his head, clearing it. He seemed a bit off his game. "So how did you get into here again?"

Kaldur looked sheepish. "We watched Oracle put the codes into the Zeta Beam."

"It's about time we changed those again anyways." He murmured, and then brightening up, he grinned. "But I think we can help you." He announced. "There are tons of rooms in the cave; we can show you to the extras."

Kaldur smiled politely back. "Thank you."

.:Outlaw:.

"What were you thinking?" Jason demanded when Nightwing returned. "We don't even know them!"

"I'm not going to turn away people that need help." Nightwing said sternly.

Barbara rolled his eyes. "So you're just going to let them stay in the cave? What if they worked for the Light? Or have you forgotten how they are trying to capture us?"

"If the Light sent them, they would have come up with a better excuse of being here." He pointed out.

"Dick," Barbara looked at the teen, trying to reason with him. "Do they have to stay in the cave?"

Dick sighed. "Just keep your masks on." He murmured. "We'll get this sorted out in the morning." He left towards the rooms, leaving his two troubled teammates.

"Something's wrong with Nightwing."

.:Outlaw:.

"Something's wrong with Nightwing."

"Quiet Supes!"

"M'gann, link us up."

Linked. Miss Martian responded.

What is it Superboy? Kaldur asked, looking at the mentioned. They were holding their conference in Kaldur's room. A room similar to the ones back in their cave. There was a plain bed, dresser and a washroom. Just like all of the other guest bedrooms. Kaldur's was the furthest from Nightwing's room, which he had entered just moments ago. Even though they were talking through the mind link, there were benefits from holding a secret conference.

When Wally mentioned Robin, his breathing was irregular, he knows something. Something is up.

He was also much more relaxed around us than Oracle or Red Hood was. Wally contributed. They always had a hand on their weapons.

The team looked to M'gann. Did you get anything off of him?

No, Megan admitted. I couldn't get anything off of him. He's good at guarding his mind.

So, what do we do now? Artemis looked over to Kaldur.

Get some sleep, and keep your guard up. This is the only lead we have to find Robin.

.:Outlaw:.

Unawares to the Team, Nightwing lay on his bed, listening to their whole silent conversation. He sighed, turning over when the others decided to retire. He got off the made bed, the springs protesting as he made his way towards the connected washroom. The boy wonder walked over to the sink. Peeling the mask off, he splashed his sweaty face with water.

Robin had waited. He had waited for months. He had given up hope of ever going home, devoting his life here to stopping the Light, and all the other villains who suppress the people. And they came, two whole years later.

Dick dried his face, looking back at those blue eyes. But his family was back! They could find a way home now, and everything could return to normal.

He put his mask back over his eyes. Looking at the hero in the mirror he was reminded of the whole reason behind Nightwing.

Robin was gone, Nightwing had made that decision. Robin had died over a year ago. The people needed Nightwing. The world was falling apart and they needed a hero to pick up the pieces. Sadly Robin couldn't do that.

His only regret was that his old team –his family– couldn't be a part of Nightwing.

To be continued…

Oh man, that was hard to write. *sigh* I hate writers blocks. BUT! It is done, and in on time :DD Sorry, It's kind of a slow chapter, and not my best work… some of the characters may seem a bit OOC but just remember that the team is upset about Robin, and The Outlaw's are mistrusting of people (they are at war ^^)

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