A/N: There's only going to be one more chapter in this story. Then I'm going to deal with this anti-team that I have brewing in my head. It'll essentially be a sequel to this story here (though I'm still looking for a title for it).

Allow me to clarify something. I am in no way claiming Kyd Wyykyd is my own creation. He's a DC character. If I were claiming him as mine I would have put an OC tag on this story. I didn't. However, because of how little I had to go on (to my knowledge he's never appeared anywhere but a few episodes of Teen Titans and even there he wasn't given much screen time) I had to be creative with the gaps that I had to fill in. This also means he can't be OOC because his Character was never fully realized. That's why I made the comment about an OC story. Sometimes it feels like one because of how I've had to shore up the gaps. But I've never tried to claim Kyd Wyykyd as mine. The reason I chose Kyd for a character to focus on is entirely because I wanted to see more of him and couldn't find him anywhere. I found that he didn't have enough lore behind him to come up with a story on his own so I've infused some of my own ideas as well as another CANON DC character (which I don't claim either).


"So this is home, huh?" Kid Flash asked as he wandered the main room of the cottage. Christopher nodded. "Kinda small isn't it?"

Christopher looked around, seemingly confused by the statement. "Only me and Keeper stay here," he supplied. "He built it for us." Suddenly he noticed Megan reaching for a door tucked under the stairs. "Don't!" he quickly jumped out of his seat and slammed his hand against the door to keep the Martian from opening it. She recoiled quickly as the other teens quickly turned, looking ready to fight something.

"I'm sorry!" she said quickly.

Christopher sighed and made sure the lock on the door was indeed locked. "Nobody's allowed through there. It leads to the basement."

"And what's in the basement?" Robin asked cautiously.

"A portal to the afterlife."

"Riiight, afterlife. Of course," Kid Flash muttered.

Christopher looked over sharply. "You don't believe in a life after death?"

"No, offense, Kyd… but all of that magic and mysticism stuff can all be explained by science. Just because we don't understand something doesn't mean it's magic. We just don't understand it yet," the teenage speedster said. "And there's no proof that there's anything after someone dies other than the natural process of decay."

Kyd Wyykyd studied the redhead for a moment. "No wonder you didn't wear the helmet. You'd be a terrible sorcerer," he said before walking away from the basement door and retaking his seat on the couch. "Just because you're afraid of the unknown doesn't mean you have the right to disregard the beliefs of others."

"I don't disregard them!" the redhead protested.

Kyd Wyykyd frowned but decided not to comment futher. Getting into a theological debate probably wouldn't help anything. "So, do you have any idea how we can get out of here?" Robin asked as he looked around the room that they were in. He peered through the doorway and saw a kitchen but nothing that looked helpful.

"I don't even know how you got here. This wasn't part of my plan," the teenage villain replied as he folded his arms across his chest.

"What was your plan?" Aqualad asked.

Kyd looked over at the blonde Atlantian. "Why would I tell you?" he asked.

"It might help us get out of your mind faster," Megan supplied instantly. "If we can't break free of your mind none of us will be able to take care of our bodies. We could die. Even you!"

"Death's not such a bad thing. There are worse fates," Kyd stated. "Besides, even if I were to tell you what I was planning, I doubt it would help. Master Klarion probably lied to me. He's done it before and I doubt he won't do it again. It's not like he cares what happens to me."

"But he's your mentor isn't he?"

Kyd chuckled and got to his feet. "Oh, Baby Heroes… you're so adorable. Let me put things into perspective for you. You, on that side of the table, are loved and adored by all. Your so-called 'mentors' are training you, teaching you, providing for you, and saving your asses when you end up in a probably deadly situation or five. Everyone on the street knows who you're working with and as such you are held to that standard. You are morally obligated to share the ideas and convictions of your mentors just because you are being taught by them.

"Nobody knows who I am. If we were to just meet today you'd have no idea I was being trained by anyone. I am not a sidekick. I have my own standards and my own morals. Klarion doesn't provide me any help and as such I am free to have my own standards of behavior because I am not a sidekick. I am not a little moldable mini-Klarion. I am Kyd Wyykyd and therefore free to do what I want. But to be able to do what I want I can't expect anyone to get me out of situations. I am not his friend. I am not his partner… He thinks of me more like the annoying kid he has to babysit than any actual valuable resource," Kyd declared. "I have no illusions like you do that I am anything important to him."

"You're wrong about us," Kid Flash said.

"Oh?"

"We aren't sidekicks."

"Then what are you?"

"Partners," Robin supplied.

Kyd chuckled and shook his head. "Now we're getting into semantics. When's the last time you did something on your own and didn't get in trouble for it?" he asked lightly.

"Just because they care about us doesn't mean we're sidekicks," Megan argued.

"That's exactly what it means," Kyd replied. "I'm not a sidekick because Klarion couldn't care less what was going on right now. You're sidekicks because your big bad hero mentors are frantically trying to get you out of my head right now. Do you see the difference yet or do I need to continue to beat the horse with the stick?"

Superboy frowned. "What horse?"

"It's an expression, Supes," Robin supplied. "And no, you don't need to keep saying it. We get it. You're jealous."

Kyd Wyykyd scoffed. "Hardly, boy wonder. I don't need or want someone breathing down my neck every second of the day to make sure my shoes are tied and my nose wiped." Suddenly, the whole world around them seemed to warp inwards and Kyd flinched.

He brought a hand to his head as the world continued to warp and stretch in very disturbing ways. "What's going on?" Conner demanded as he looked around at the changing scenery.

"I don't know!" Megan said as she put her own hand to her temple to try and contact her uncle and find out what could be happening. Kyd hit his knees and cried out in pain as the world began to twist so much that it almost seemed to rip apart. Huge black gouges were sliced through the twisting scenery for several minutes before the black poured over them.

In the medical room of Mount Justice, five young heroes woke up very suddenly. "Easy!" Flash said as he quickly grabbed the younger speedster who looked about ready to bolt.

"What happened?" Conner asked as he sat up far slower, still holding his head. The swirling world they had just been in had made his head hurt and made him somewhat dizzy.

"We found what was keeping you from leaving Kyd Wyykyd's mind," J'onn said as he helped Megan sit up as well. "We have removed the problem and your minds instantly separated into your own bodies."

"How long were we out?" Robin asked, looking over at Batman who was definitely, absolutely, not hovering. "It feels like I've been laying on this bed for hours."

Batman was the one two answer that, "About thirty-one hours."

"Oh man, no wonder I'm starving," Wally groaned as he reached for the power bar he kept hidden away on his arm.

"Trust you to be worried about food, Kid Mouth," Artemis snapped where she was standing by the wall. She wasn't wearing her bow and quiver but still looked somewhat anxious. "Nobody could figure out how to get you all back!"

Black Canary put a hand on the younger blonde's shoulder. "It's alright. Everyone's fine now and no permanent harm was done."

"What about Kyd Wyykyd?" Kaldur asked as he glanced around for any sign of the other teen. He didn't spot any black cloaks that weren't easily accounted for though. There wasn't any sign of the boy.

"He's being taken to a juvenile facility now by Superman," Batman informed them. "Since he escaped last time we weren't going to give him a chance to do it again. We made sure to move him before he woke up." Plus, he wouldn't be at risk of knowing the location of the cave if he never saw it. That was always a good thing.

"Did you find out who he was?" Robin asked curiously. "We didn't get much more information out of him."

Oliver was the one to shake his head. "No, we came up empty everywhere. Nobody that fits his description and the name he gave has been reported missing from Gotham, or any major city for that matter, that are still missing," he said. "And you know that we looked everywhere."

Robin nodded in agreement. Batman would have run down whatever lead he could to find out who was behind this. If he came up empty that meant that either Kyd Wyykyd lied or there was more going on than they'd thought. "So, who is that kid?" Wally asked as he crumpled up his power bar wrapper.

"We'll find out," Batman stated. "We'll have more information on him once he's booked."

"What was preventing us from leaving his mind, Uncle J'onn?" Megan asked curiously.

"It was this," Batman said, holding up a large silver amulet.

Superboy looked very unimpressed, "A necklace?"

"A medallion, actually. Zatara was able to identify it as a magical trap forged from a Lord of Chaos and we removed it," Aquaman corrected.

Kid Flash's eyes lit up. "Cool. Souvenir!"

"You're not keeping it," Batman said firmly. "Zatara is going to seal it away."

Wally's face visibly fell even behind his mask. Artemis rolled her eyes. "Jeeze, here," she said holding out a familiar almost featureless mask. "You can use this for a stupid souvenir."

Wally grabbed the mask quickly and held it up to look at it better. The red lenses caught the light to look very menacing despite there being no real expression on the mask itself. It certainly was freaky looking how it did that. "Sweet, this one's better anyway," he decided. They had spent pretty much the whole 'mission' in Kyd Wyykyd's head after all.