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Simon shut off the holo-plane as soon as the call ended,

"Let's continue with the meeting and the problem at hand", Simon said without skipping a beat. "We can discuss this later."

Begrudgingly, Bruce agreed and let the meeting continue, but glared at the reaper throughout the meeting. As the meeting came to a close, Batman waited for everyone to depart the room, no one moved from their seat.

Glares were sent in Simon's direction, still indifferent he spoke, "I understand, Dick is like family to you, he is important to you. You wish to know what has become of him."

Superman responded first, "Dick survived the explosion, we would like to know-"

"No", Simon interrupted him, putting a finger up to silence him. "He didn't survive. No one could survive from an explosion like that, otherwise you aren't human."

"Then how is he still here, if he didn't die?", Flash was quick to pipe in, eager to find out what happened to the kid. He shrunk a bit on his seat as the reapers gaze landed on him.

"I revived him", Simon simply stated, raising an eyebrow at Flash. Did everyone really think he'd kill them with a gaze, just like that?

"How?", Batman asked, gritting his teeth in remembering the lazarus pit method. He had seen how that took a toll on Jason, he didn't wish for Dick to have gone through the same thing.

"His death was not on schedule, ideally, he would have lived for a long time under his healthy physique, the only interference would be outside forces or... mental health", Simon cooly stated, but clenched his hands in rising anger. "Anyways, I was able to manipulate the soul into reviving the body, however, it did take a toll on his age, mindstate and health."

"How did you do that?", Barry asked, being a scientist his curiosity had sparked. The other leaguers leaned forward just a hair, intrigued as well.

"Inconveniently, that is information I cannot lease out to mortals", Simon said, looking at the people in the room with judgemental eyes as he read their minds. "Because you humans take information and use it for your devices.

He paused for a beat, before his voice turned grim with an underlying reprimand, "This isn't a manual for toys you can simply replace, this is a matter of bringing back that which cannot be replaced."

"What changes were made to him?", Wonder woman asked, overlooking the grim's comment for the moment in awkwardness.

"His age fluctuates in no specific order, but does have a schedule in which it fluctuates every week or so", Simon respond simply, having to give that explanation to many Grim reapers and the occasional demon from time to time. "He has special supernatural abilities as well"

"What kinds?", Clark, superman, asked as he leaned forward a bit in nervousness and anxiousness.

When he had found out about the superboy clone, Connor. He was ultimately displeased that someone else had his type of kryptonian power, a potential threat and a personal insult to his name and symbolism, a danger. Concern wracked at him as he imagined what Dick could do with the same level of power or greater… Any hope he had died as Simon answered his question…

"It's a lengthy list and I would much rather not waste my time naming what he knows and possesses and what I could teach him", Simon cooly stated as he adjusted his glasses.

He was quite done with the ignorance and mediocrity these humans possessed. He would much rather help Dick out of a box and put out a fire, than be here and deal another minute with these damn animals.

In the meantime, Bruce was quickly running out of patience with this… demon. His words had struck a chord in him, "what I could teach him". He was suddenly thrown back into the memories of his and Dick's training, their memories.

Suddenly, Bruce's thoughts came crashing violently as Simon spoke again. "As well as new abilities, his mind became altered as well. He retains no memories of his life before resurrection, his memories are as good of those from the dead."

Silence….

"No memories of his life…"

"Retains no memories…"

"His memories are as good as those from the dead…."

The words silently bounced in the room and no one dared talk for fear of their reaction, as if time had stopped and they refused to let it continue.

Soon, time started up again as a small beeping noise was heard in the room, drawing everyone's attention to the watch on Simon's wrist. Simon pressed a button and nonchalantly rose from his chair, swiftly, but quietly pushing it back in effortlessly. It was time for him to leave, he was done here for today.

Although he couldn't help but admit that he enjoyed annoying the pesky little humans with his blunt remarks. They really didn't get when to quit.

He was almost about to teleport out, but a hand flew out and attached itself to his shoulder. They really don't.

Sighing exasperatedly but not turning around he spoke, "You want to see him again don't you?"

"I want my son back", Bruce's voice said, a command lingering in the tone. Simon's annoyance skyrocketed, soon manifesting into outrage. HOW DARE A LOWLY HUMAN TELL HIM WHAT TO DO?!

"My answer is no", Simon said as he shrugged the hand off himself. "You do not have legal custody over Dick, no adoption papers.

Dick is technically an adult's age with his years on this earth, meaning he has no need for terms of custody over him, and being that he has fluctuated in age, turning into a child at certain points and you being absent for over six months, you have committed child abandonment."

Simon said as he pulled something out of his trenchcoat. "I however do have adoption papers and have made efforts to ensure his health and safety."

He handed the papers over to the dark knight, smirking as a deep scowl formed on the other. The papers were all in order.

"And , you are very lucky I haven't reported you, for as you can already tell, I don't take too kindly to you. My generosity has been a bountiful river, but that doesn't mean in can't go dry..."

As he walked a few paces forward, thinking he had come out on top, he was frozen in his spot as a dangerous threat was uttered.

"Then we shall go in pursuit."