October 25th, 12:13 a.m.
Everyone sat at the meeting room, trying hard not to look at each other. Superboy wanted to strangle the new kid, Spade, for leaving all those wounds in his body but at the same time he didn't want to lose control in front of Phoebe.
After the several hours the team had spent not looking at each other, Nightwing finally walked out from the training room with the Justice League following.
"Um," He started uncomfortably, "Unauthorized missions will be punished with one month of probation, meaning that this is just a warning. Next time we do it, it'll cost us." Nightwing turned to Spade, "You're still unknown, but Flash and Green Lantern liked your style so, um, we were wondering if you'd like to join the…" He cut himself off when he saw the boy stand up and walk away, "Hey, where are you going?"
"As I've told you before, I don't believe in teamwork." Spade gave them an awkward smile, "Goodbye…oh, and by the way, next time try not to get into things that don't concern you, okay?"
"Well, he's quite charming." Phoebe spoke, her voice full of sarcasm.
"I second that." Kid Flash smiled.
"Oh, no, he's not pulling that one on me!" Nightwing decided to follow Spade into the dark night.
When he was outside, the unknown hero was nowhere to be found. How could he have disappeared in such a short time? That wasn't physically possible, unless you were Superman, or Batman, who would tend to do that a lot.
"You know who I am, don't you?" A voice said behind him. Nightwing turned to face Spade. He leaned against a giant rock.
"Since the moment you showed up in our mission."
Spade smiled, "You were quite brave to ask me to join the Young Justice…"
"Why?"
"You said it yourself, I'm unknown…you don't know what I've done nor who I've worked for." He pulled out a card and stared at it, "I've lied to you, Dick, since the beginning…since the moment I showed up to that stupid middle school."
"Yeah, I knew the bruise was a lie…" Nightwing said it as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"My name is Trevor White…I am sixteen not fourteen…Look it up, if you don't believe me."
"Does that mean that you're not the brightest color in the box?"
Trevor rolled his eyes, "Don't be so stupid, I graduated a long time ago. I was taught by geniuses, making me one of them as well."
"But why go back to school?"
"There are…reasons."
"Who do you work for?"
"My parents."
"Who are they?"
"You are asking a lot of questions…and, I can't tell you who they are because then it'd go bad for me."
"They're willing to kill you…" It was a statement not a question.
"Not exactly that, actually…but you're close."
"Trevor, join us and nothing will ever happen to you…you'll be safe."
"If you knew who my parents were you'd know that it wouldn't be that easy for me to just leave them." Nightwing noticed that by the way Trevor looked down to the floor, he had been thinking of leaving before.
"Who are they? Lex Luthor? The Scarecrow? Catwoman? Trevor, you must tell me."
He was angry and his tone proved it, "No, Dick, just leave it alone!"
"I want to help you."
"If Batman couldn't what makes you think that you can?"
"Batman knows you?"
"Not Spade, Trevor…I was eight and my father was angry with my mom so she left and he took out what remained on me…Batman showed up and helped me…Soon after, my dad found me and trained me to go against Batman…I never did or at least, I couldn't." He looked up, trying to remember something, "The one time I did…I gave him some scars, but that was pretty much it."
"What about your father?"
"Well, my dad hurt Batman both physically and mentally…He could kill him if he wanted to but mother always tells him that without Batman their lives would be so…simple and…boring."
"If you come with us, dude, your life would be much easier…you would never have to go through any of that again."
"But…wouldn't that mean that I have to be someone's sidekick?"
"Look at me! I'm by myself and I'm the leader of the young justice!"
"That doesn't mean anything…"
"What? It does!"
"I've fought Bane, Catwoman, Scarecrow, Cyborg, Deathstroke, The Riddler, The Penguin, Mr. Freeze, Black Canary, and Black Adam…Catwoman left a lot of scars though and Bane almost broke my back…" He continued talking and Nightwing paid more attention to his stories than he did in math class. "Oh, yes, the Scarecrow left me traumatized for three weeks, ugh that was horrible. Black Canary left me deaf for days, which I'm grateful because it taught me how to fight with my other senses. Deathstroke and I keep in contact even though we shouldn't but meh." Trevor turned to Dick, "You shouldn't trust me, Dick Grayson but," He stretched out his hand, "I'll join."
Nightwing grinned and shook the new member's hand, "Welcome to the Young Justice."