AN) Happy New Year Fanfam! I love you all so dearly! I wanted to update this one before 12, but I started hanging out with people instead of writing so…my bad. My first port of 2k16! I'm sorry I haven't written much this break, I still have till Thursday though. You see…I GOT NETFLIX FOR CHRISTMAS! I've binged YJ…twice! So I know everything now! Well…here's this!

Dick mentally cursed. He did not want to deal with Fury, not now. He needed to keep Fury away from Wally and Roy. Fury was the one who threatened to hurt them, he was the jerk who kept information from him. The idiotic seal who had been sassy back.

"Nice to see you too young man."

I swear if he's sassy again I'll kick myself…

"Who the heck are you baldy?" Roy demanded, Fury giving him a none too pleased look.

"I am Director Fury of S.H.I.E.L.D., the same question can be asked of you."

"Ray Prince, Willie Allen, and Robin." Roy scowled. "Did you know my brother was alive?"

Ha! Take that Fury! You're about to get a whole can of Big Bro Butt Whoop unleashed!

Fury remained silent. "Well, are you going to answer him or not?" The ebony snarled. Nick watched with one eye, Robin glaring through his mask. "You tell them or I will."

The Avengers weren't exactly sure what to do. Tony knew that he would step in soon and take over. These kids didn't know how to deal with Fury like he did. How to annoy him until you got your way.

"Yes, I did."

An animalistic growl festered in the back of the archer's throat. His grip tightening on his brother. Willie's mouth dropped, his fists balling up.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Steve stepped forward, "do you know how hard it's been on these kids, on Clint, to go through this?"

"I did what needed to be done, Captain."

"You may be smart, but this is stupidity at its finest. Trust me, I should know." Tony scoffed. "Why would you keep the kids from knowing their brother was alive?"

Robin rolled his eyes, pushing off of Ray. "To blackmail me basically." He strode towards Fury, turning to face the Avengers. "I was told that my brother's situation depended on my cooperation. He wanted me to create Zeta-beams, which I did as well, to get me home. But I think you wanted them for something more Uncle Nicky?" A smirk danced on his face. "For your own use?"

"Again with the weapons?" Steve groaned.

"And they think I'm a time-bomb." Bruce commented. "This is like the fifth time something like this has happened."

"Needless to say, Robin is on the run from S.H.I.E.L.D."

"You held me against my will!"

"Not exactly."

"You shot me out of the sky!" Robin threw his hands in the air.

"I'm not sure about here, but back home that's not exactly friendly." Willie joined in.

Fury looked at the freckled boy. "Friendly or not, Robin needs to return to S.H.I.E.L.D."

Ray whipped forward, pulling his little brothers behind him. He grabbed a plate off the counter, holding it like a weapon. "Like Bantha Dung you're taking anyone of us."

"Easy," Clint slid in-between the kids and his boss, "no one's taking anyone right now."

"Or ever!" Willie shouted from behind Ray. "Can I use it now?"

Ray nodded briefly, "get my bow." The smirk that covered the second ginger's face looked like none Tony had ever seen or made.

"Finally dude!"

It was unreal. There was a streak of red on top of blue. Eyebrows arched and a few heads swiveled. The streak appeared once more, returning Willie with a bow and quiver in his arms. Ray moved as fast as the blur, aiming an arrow at the bald man's chest.

"Oh wait!" Willie turned into the blur again, the stacks of waffles disappearing until he returned with the breakfast food in his hands behind Ray.

"The abnormality." Natasha whispered, Willie giving a huge smile.

"My abnormally handsome face, or your abnormally large—"

"KF!" Robin shrieked. "Dude!"

"Drop your weapons at once." The director he commanded, Ray raising his boy higher in defiance.

"No one is taking him from me again. Rob, you're in charge."

"Maneuver 17, go!"

Ray released his arrow, jerking up at the last second to fire at the ceiling. A green gas began to fill the air, Robin tossing rebreathers to his friends.

"Agents report in!" Fury held his com close to his mouth, groaning as a sharp…something knocked against his hand—sending the com to the ground and the projectile into the wall.

Tony lurched forward, trying to grab the kid and end any drama before it happened. Hands wrapped around his wrist, sending him flying through the air and crashing on top of Thor.

Natasha had a more successful attempt, and Willie was in her grasp.

"Sorry babe, gotta run." Her eyebrows raised an inch as the boy's arm began to quiver and bend. It felt like a phone on vibration. Was he…vibrating his molecules? He broke free needless to say, and was gone sooner than she could blink.

Glass shattered, Ray firing a cable out of the window. "Come on!" He threw over his shoulder as he attached his bow to the cord like a zip-line. Willie was at his side immediately, latching onto Ray's waist as the archer jumped out the window.

Robin cackled, sending shivers down spines. He launched into the air, flipping with ease. Landing mere inches from a stuffed tiger abandoned on the ground. He fired his own line from a grappling hook stashed in his belt.

"Bye ya'll." He snickered, giving a two fingered salute and jumping out the window himself. His creepy laugh echoing as he zoomed away to join his friends.

"Well…that was a surprise." Clint shrugged.

Fury was fuming as he picked up his communicator. It wasn't damaged luckily. "All agents to do a full sweep of a ten block radius on Avengers Tower, the target and two boys. Red hair, green and brown eyes. Fury out."

"What's the plan?" Steve asked, pulling the weapon out of the wall. Robin had thrown with scary ease and aim. The black metal glinted in the light, its pointy edges not something a child should have. It looked like…a bat?

"Find them."

"What after?"

"I want the tech." Bruce spoke firmly. "Whatever he made, I want it in the lab. Tony and I'll work on it, when we find them we send them home. Period."

"Take it," Fury waved him off, "I want them gone."

"Cheery guy." Tony rolled his eyes.

"Make haste! We must find the small warriors before they go far, the city is dangerous at night, and they are strangers." Thor stormed away, to fetch Mjolnir. He wasn't allowed to call for it inside anymore, fourteen vase, twenty walls and nine mirrors had been too much.

"I think they'll be fine." Steve called to no avail, Tasha peering over his shoulder at the bat-weapon.

Breakline

A hand grabbed onto the back of his shirt and pulled. Robin was about to scream and kick the assailant until Roy's familiar eyes came into play.

"The heck? I was about to drop kick you to Beijing."

"Sorry, did they follow you?"

"Nah, but they'll be looking."

They were crouched behind a dumpster, Wally perched on Roy's shoulders.

"Can we wear out uniforms please?" He pleaded, puppy dog eyes in full mode. "I've felt so naked!"

Dick shrugged, Wally doing a little happy dance. He should have capsules with uniforms for almost all of the Justice League, even Flash in case he ran so fast his suit melted—again.

While it would've been smarter to stay in civilian clothes and blend in, but it had been so long since any of them had been in uniform, it would feel right.

They changed quickly, Roy pausing a moment to finger the scar on his chest.

"Dear God…"

"It's okay, I'm fine." He laughed, trying to smile. Roy looked down at him, wrapping his arms around him and falling to the ground. Dick could feel his chest heaving and hands running though his hair.

"You're r-real." He heard Roy whisper. "I thought you were a dream."

Dick began to tremble too. He had been so scared. He had heard Wally scream and felt Roy grabbing at him. But he would always remember the feeling of his heart being pierced. Not fully, but there was the pain of the skin—and then a rocket of pain further inside. It had to been his heart.

The agonizing pain of being pulled from death. If his heart stopping had hurt, it starting again was worse. Like he had been sprinting, had tripped and twisted his ankle, and then hopped up and took off sprinting again. Not smart and insanely painful.

But he was with Roy, folded against his chest with Wally wormed next to him. He could feel both their heartbeats mixing this Dick's own. It felt so safe, so…right. As much as he wished to be with his family, Wally and Roy were his family too.

There was a loud sniffle, Roy wiping away snot. "We gotta get going." They untangled, Robin finishing sliding his uniform on. Roy loving brought the black and yellow cape up to his neck with a flourish. Latching it firmly in place as Wally smoothed a mask over blue eyes.

"I can dress myself." He pouted slightly, not liking the depressed air they were facing. Wally threw his head back, laughing like a hyena.

"And you look like a traffic light when you do!"

"Says yellow and red long johns." Roy shoved the speedster's head down. "Where do we head now?"

"Anywhere but here." Robin nodded toward the rooftops. "Let's kick it Gotham style."

He fired a grapple, Roy doing the same with Wally on his back.

"If he makes me go in a vent I'm revolting."

"Do you hear the people sing?"

Breakline

"Run!"

They hadn't gotten out fast enough it seemed. Robin threw his Bat-a-Rangs as he flipped off a now falling agent's shoulders. They were surrounded, almost. A gap was being created.

Roy slid in behind him, Wally trying to steal all the guns off the agents—but kept getting caught in combat. The archer and bird circled each other, arrows and discs flying.

"Be really nice to have a mental link 'bout now." Roy groaned.

"I hope Uncle M has a sidekick." Robin spat, launching straight into an income enemy's chest. "League has it nice with those links." The archer laughed, hitting a man with a buzz cut in the jaw with the butt of his bow and received a similar hit from someone else.

"How—"Kid whizzed by. "Are we—"A blur again. "Getting out of this?"

"Heck if I know." Robin shrugged. "We've almost made an opening." He whispered to Roy, the archer nodding.

"Then we head for that."

"Maneuver 23!" Robin called to the wind, Wally stopping—getting a punch in the face because of it. He scowled, turning sharply on his heel and swept Robin off his feet like a damsel in distress and Soniced away.

Robin held on tightly, peering through half closed eyes as agents turning into streaks of blue and the roof faded into bright lights and the lights crumbled into the dark.

Wally was panting, he practically dropped Dick without warning.

"You okay dude?" He shook his head.

"Hungry—"He gasped. "Waffles the only thing I ate all day."

Robin rolled his eyes, delving into his belt for the protein bars he kept for emergencies. "I have some food, Roy should have—"Hands froze in mid-air, Dick's eyes growing wide behind the mask.

"What's wrong?" Wally asked. "What about Roy?" Then he realized it too. "Cold…COLD! We have to go back!"

"You don't have the energy." Robin scowled.

"We can't just leave him with them!" Wally rubbed his hands down his face.

"We won't. I know someone who can help." Robin looked around, gathering his surroundings. "We just need to get Broadway, I know the way from there. Come on." Wally followed, still chewing on the bar. Looking over his shoulder. "We'll get him back."

"I know. I just can't believe we left him." Robin nodded. "Why can't anything go right for us?"

AN) So now S.H.I.E.L.D. has Roy, he'll be overjoyed at that. I'm going to update Renegade…but I'm not too sure I'm going to continue. I haven't gotten a very much feedback, which makes it hard since I've sort of lost momentum and need a feedback push forward. I might have to saw that Apprentice doesn't end happily and I don't want to do that. Well, here's hoping to 2017! I hope you all feel safe, supported, loved, special, and at peace this year. Because you deserve all those feelings I promise. I hope I can use my position as a writing to help people. I love you guys!