Summary: The Justice League has fallen and the League of Owls have teamed up with The Light and taken over the world. Young Justice is no more, its members shattered by the deaths of their mentors. With no other choice they go back in time to try to prevent the horrible future they live in.

Pairings: BirdFlashArrow; SuperBoy/M'gann; Artemis/Kaldur

Warnings: Violence; Language; Slash; Het; Threesome; DaddyBats; Broken! Slightly psychotic! Dark-but not evil! Young Justice team; OOC! ness; Time Travel; AU-Canon Divergence; Past! Torture; Spoilers

Prologue

The League had fallen.

The Justice League, each and every member, had been slaughtered mercilessly and their bodies had been sent to them in pieces.

Even now, almost five years later he could still remember the haunting screams of Megan and Artemis, could still hear Wally and Kaldur's whispered denials and his own broken sobs. But worst of all, he could still remember the shrill, blood chilling scream that had left Robin upon finding both Batman and Agent A lying in dismemberment side by side. The three older bat brothers lay in separate piles around the two, their heads being the only thing identifying which piles where who and their faces frozen in horror. He could remember how only moments later Robin had completely shut down. The little bird's entire expression had gone eerily blank and he had collapsed to his knees beside the broken bodies of his family and gone utterly still.

It had taken almost four hours to convince their youngest to move. It had taken another three before he allowed the bodies to be taken away. He was never the same afterwards.

None of them were.

He glanced at the other six people in the room, regret and anguish warring with the pride in his heart.

They were broken but they weren't giving up.

All of them were broken, mentally shattered by the hell they lived in... but maybe they could change that.

Kaldur took his place in front of them, then cleared his throat to draw their attention. He had mellowed throughout the years and was often the most level headed person on their team. He wore a form-fitting black armor made of some type of flexible steel that Robin had created in his days of isolation following Batman's death. Glowing blue designs danced across the surface forming ancient Atlantian Runes for protection and good health. His once short blond hair fell to the top of his ears in a curled mess, contrasting his dark skin and pale eyes.

"Flash, Nightwing, how far along are you on your project?"

The former sighed, and the latter cackled softly.

"It is done." Flash answered and Roy smiled grimly at the weariness in his lover's voice.

Gone was the Happy-go-lucky Kid Flash and in his place stood The Flash, nicknamed Blood lightning by the public. His spandex suit was black and lined in a thin crimson armor and clung to his lean 6'6 frame like a second skin. His cowl was pulled back to reveal his cropped red hair and dark emerald eyes.

Beside him stood their other lover, Nightwing. He was the shortest of them all, standing at 5'8 with long raven hair tied back in a strict braided bun, lithe slender frame clad in black kevlar matching his obsidian painted lips. A silver bird with outstretched wings was displayed on his chest, a black utility belt cinching his narrow waist and a black domino mask hid his eyes from the world. Eyes that Roy knew glittered with a controlled madness.

Artemis frowned at them. "What project?"

The arrow mistress had changed as well, nicknamed Bloodrayne by the public due to her ruthless ambition and her drive for vengeance. Her long blond hair was cut short, cropped in a skater type fashion, and her once green outfit was now as bloody a crimson as his own and consisted of a kevlar bustier, soft tight leather pants, and a pair of black steel toed shit-kicker boots. The young woman had calmed since marrying Kaldur but the only ones that actually saw the Real her were the Team. Everyone else got Bloodrayne, her vicious, sadistic alter ego.

Kaldur spoke again.

" Nightwing came to me with a solution on how to save our mentors and end The Legion."

Everyone turned to their resident genius who merely smiled his favorite little off-kilter smile.

"Our Mentors are dead." M'gann monotoned and Roy winced.

Miss Martian had changed drastically with the death of her uncle. She became cold and vicious and the only two people she ever showed any affection were Nightwing, who she saw as someone to protect, and Conner, her husband. She wore a black kevlar qipao that clung to her vivacious figure and a blood red cape, her long scarlet hair falling to her waist in thick ringlets. Conner sat beside her, dark cobalt eyes curious even as he soothed her. His attire hadn't changed much but the S on his chest had black vines creeping through it signifying his fading morals.

"She's right." He commented, his deep baritone ringing throughout the room even without his speaking loud.

Nightwing shifted in agitation then a wide smile stole across his painted lips.

"Time travel."

Roy looked between his lovers dubiously.

"Time travel?"

Wally nodded. "Birdy and I have managed to create a serum made of nanobots and chronium, the element used in the Sands of Time, that will send us back in time. We will still have our memories and our abilities, but our present bodies and our past bodies will merge, with our past bodies taking on a few of the defining features of our current bodies, like Dickie's hair, etc."

Everyone stared at the two in awe.

"That's brilliant." M'gann breathed and Nightwing spoke.

"There are two major side effects that each of you need to be aware of. All of your scars from your current body will appear on the form you take in the past, including your mental ones. The insanity, the shards we wear so well will travel with us, however the serum voids all medication for forty-eight hours. Mixing it with meds can be deadly. In otherwords, for forty-eight hours after we take the serum, we will all be off our meds."

Everyone nodded slightly hesitant. Each of them were taking meds for different things. If they were unable to take them they were liable to be more volatile and protective of each other. It would be hell hiding it from their mentors.

He paused and removed his mask, piercing blue eyes surveying them all.

"The second is that this is permanent. Once we travel to the past this future will cease to exist. The only proof of it will be our memories. Once we reach past...it will become our present."

They each nodded, thinking carefully one what he had said.

"Where in the past are we landing?" Kaldur asked.

Wally shrugged. "It won't be exact, but I do know we will all arrive at the exact same time."

Artemis smiled, and Roy watched as hope shined in his family's eyes for the first time in years.

"When do we start?"

Wally held up a tray holding seven vials with a transparent tan liquid in them.

"Anytime you're ready."

TBC...

A/N: Chronium is not a real element to my knowledge. However, in this instance it is an element used in the sands of time to help them stay aligned with the time-stream.