OK, so someone messaged me asking about the extent of Rango's powers, so let me clear it up right now.

He has a much higher intelligence level than an average dog, he has a very small version of super speed (no where near Super man or Flash). He had superior agility and flexibility. That is all. Oh, and he doesn't really understand everything humans do, but he gets the gist of it all.

JUSTIN'S POINT OF VEIW:

The darkness was everywhere. I knew it was dark, and cold. I could feel hard, cold concrete floor beneath me. I tried to run my hand over it, and push myself up, but my hands wouldn't move. They were hand cuffed. That made me nervous. I tried to open my eyes, and they slowly did. Everything was burry, and I couldn't move right. Was I drugged? No, I knew what that felt like, Dad had drugged me before so I would know what it felt like. So that if I ever was, I could fight it off better, and know what had happened to me.

I hadn't been drugged, so I must have been hit in the head. I turned my head to look to the side, and pain burst from one larger than normal area of my skull. Crap. I had been hit hard, and it was swelling.

I heard a dark chuckle from the other end of the room, and my head snapped in that direction. Pain burst again from the bump. I ground my teeth lightly, trying not to wince or show pain. It displayed weakness, and weakness was not tolerated in any way, shape, or form by anyone.

What I saw made me glare, a tall figure, holding a knife that shone in a deadly way in the dark room. I can't feel my mask on my face, and that, above everything, makes me feel like I'm in danger.

I tried to pull my hands closer, so as to cover my face, but a foot stomping down on them stops me. I grind my teeth, the grimace on my face being a poor disguise for the wince I know I had let slip.

The foot rocked back in forth, like a rolling pin, doing even more bone damage as I heard a small crack from my right pinky finger. One of the bones on it was now broken.

A small intake of air was all this captor got out of me, and that made him chuckle again. I glared up at his face, and I couldn't see anything. I tried to kick him, but the minute I moved my leg, his other foot stomped down on the knee cap from an angle. I heard the small crackle before I felt the pain, and the loss of control. He had snapped my knee cap out of place.

I cried out, grinding my teeth together as the scream echoed off of the walls. He chuckled again, removing both of his feet as he crouched down next to me, I turned to him, and this time, I could see his eyes.

"We're gonna have a lot of fun Justin." He said, putting his knife on my left bicep. "You ready to play?"

A lot of things could have scared me, the knife, the pain, the fact I was hand cuffed, no mask on my face, but what scared me most of all, was his eyes. They were the most deadly and murderous green eyes I had ever seen. He chuckled at the look of sheer terror on my face, and brought the knife down.

"Justin!" Screamed Kenya as she raced into my room.

I shot up, gasping at the sudden change of view. Rango shot up too, alarmed at first, but then relaxed as he saw it was only Kenya. He whined softly, putting his head down and his paws over his ears. Smart dog. Kenya jumped onto the bed, jumping up and down right next to me.

I pulled the pillow over my head. "Whaaaaaat?" I groaned through the pillow.

"Come on Justin! It's the picnic!" Kenya laughed, jumping on top of me. I grunted, grabbing her and wrestling the protesting toddler down next to me and getting her in a death grip/bear hug.

"What picnic?" I asked, cuddling her.

She wiggled out of my grip, since I was way to tired to hold on tight enough to keep a hyper five year old in my arms. "The Justice League picnic! Come on, get up!"

Rango stood up on my bed, grabbing the pink hood of Kenya's bunny rabbit Hoodie and lifting her up, jumping off the bed and dragging the girl out the door, and then running back in, shutting the door by shoving it with his shoulder. He jumped back into bed, laying down once again.

"Good boy." I commented.

However, Rango failed to lock the door. Kenya burst in again, jumping on me and shacking me, "Justin, please wake up! It's the picnic."

"I'm not going." I said, shoving her away.

"Why not?' she pouted.

"I'm not part of the Justice League." I said, snuggling into my pillow.

"You're coming Todd." Damian said, passing my door way.

I sat up, "Why!"

"Because your Mom says so." He retorted, and walked away.

I froze, not believing it, and then groaned as Kenya cheered. I fell back against the pillows, not wanting to wake.

Kenya jumped on the bed a little, more before leaving the room. I heard her walk in a few minutes later, with some one else in tow. "Kenya…"

A REALLY loud horn blasted right next to my ear, I screamed, shooting up and grabbing onto Rango, but I couldn't heard the scream over the horn. Finally, the noise ended, and I turned to look at Kenya, covering her ears and grinning madly, and Tim, holding a blow horn.

They ran out before I could scream out a few choice words. Ehh… Kenya didn't need to hear that language anyways.

Rango growled softly, not liking the idea of waking up. "I don't wanna go either." I mumbled, laying down again and staring at the ceiling.

I didn't even hear some one come into my room, but I sure felt some one grab my feet and yank me out of my nice warm bed and onto the cold hard floor.

"Get up now. If I have to go to this stupid picnic and be social, so do you, you little bat brat." Growled my dad.

I looked up at him, confused. "You're going?"

"Your Mom said I had to." He grumbled.

"Why do we both have to suffer?" I complained.

"Rango's going too." Dad said, walking out. "Get dressed both of you, in costume."

I grumbled under my breath, and got up, walking down to the bat cave with Rango (who was whining softly the whole way) and got changed in our costumes.

I suddenly had an idea, and grabbed my cell phone, dialing a quick number and waiting not so patiently for her to pick up. Finally, she did.

"Yes Justin?"

"My mother is making me go to the picnic! Save me!" I commanded.

She was silent, "The JLA family outing picnic?"

"Yeah that one." I said.

"Sorry, no can do." She said.

"What? Why?" I asked.

"You'll see when you get there." She hung up.

I growled, shoving the phone into my pocket, "Jerk."

Mom suddenly grabbed my arm, tugging me into the bat mobile, and shoving my into the passenger seat, "Behave Justin." She said, frowning and crossing her arms.

I groaned, "Why do I have to go?"

"Because, it's a family outing, which means the whole family." She said firmly.

"Why can't I ride on my motorcycle?" I asked, a plan hatching in my mind. My old bike had gotten completely wiped out by the witch, and I had gotten a new one pretty quickly. I liked the old one better, but this one was OK.

"Because you'll just drive away and none of us will see you until tomorrow morning." She said, glaring at me.

I paused as Batman got into the driver's seat. Then I shrugged, "Ehh, what can I say? You know me."

She nodded stiffly, walking away. I looked over at Batman, and I knew he was smiling, on the inside.

The car ride was mostly silent, until I got board, "Which button is the radio?"

"There is no radio." He said.

"Liar."

"Shut up."

I sighed, staring out the window, "You know, if I get bored enough, I just might steal the tires for fun."

"You're just like your father." Bruce said.

"I never get tired of hearing that Brucey." I said, smirking at him.

"That's not a good thing." He said, shooting down my mental rainbow.

I blinked, "Why? I think being like him is pretty awesome."

"It nearly got you killed." He pointed out.

I tensed up a little, glaring at him, "Being like my Dad didn't nearly kill me, the Joker being himself nearly killed me."

He shook his head, "You're reckless."

"Don't really care." I said, shrugging. "I get my job done just like every one else."

"Do you want to die and not come back?" He snapped.

I sighed, "Look, if you're trying to get me responsible and careful, you're going to fail. No offence, but I'm me. I'm not Dick, the perfect little first born, and I'm not Tim, Dad's favorite little boy. Dad would kill himself and then me if I started going all Stephanie on him, and we already have one Demon Wayne boy running around, take a moment to think of having two." I paused, watching him contemplate that. "Being a second Jason doesn't sound so bad now, does it?"

"That's not the point." He said.

"Hey, guess what dad, Grandpa Bruce is trying to tell me I shouldn't be like you anymore even though it' one of the few things that makes you happy and I'm totally the reason you came home." I said, smirking.

"You wouldn't." He tested.

"Think about who you're talking to." I said.

Silence. Until I got board.

"BUDDY YOU'RE A BOY MAKE A BIG NOISE PLAYIN IN THE STREET GONNA BE A BIG MAN SOMEDAY YA GOT MUD ON YA FACE, YA BIG DISCRACE KICKIN YOUR CAN ALL OVER THE PLACE!"

He stomped on the brake, and my head hit the dash. "Ow!"

"Oh look, we're here."

I groaned, falling out of the door and rubbing my forehead. Kenya, wearing a pink cat suit with a pink trench coat and a pink domino mask that was connected to a head band which also had pink bunny ears, ran over to me, blonde curls bouncing up and down and she grabbed onto my hand. "Come on Justin, I wanna go play!"

"With who?" I asked, ignoring the need to grab Kenya and throw a black cape over her so as to not be embarrassed by her. "There's no kids here your age."

"Think again." Said Speedy, walking up to me with a little kid under each arm. Oh yeah, Olivia and Austin. Olivia was wearing a white shirt with a white skirt, white leggings and a white domino mask with a black spot right in the middle. Austin was wearing black jeans with a black tee shirt and a black domino mask with a white spot right in the middle.

"No Kylie!" Protested Austin.

Speedy slapped a hand over his mouth, even though it seemed impossible to Justin to do that since she was also holding him up with the same hand. "I told you, you have to call me Speedy."

"Speedy! I don't wanna be held up, put me down!" Austin barked.

"Yeah!" Olivia chimed in, "Down!"

Kyler dropped them, and I swore she smiled when they said ow. I did too.

Kenya let go of my hand, and sprinted away towards… whatever she wanted to go towards.

"Stuck babysitting?" I asked.

"Unfortunately." She said, shrugging as her siblings ran after Kenya.

"Why are you here?" I asked. "You're not part of the Justice League. Neither is Green Arrow, right?"

"No, but his girl is, and he made me come with him as an excuse to, and I quote 'introduce her to the outstanding hero's she'll spend the rest of her life socializing with'." Kyler complained, looking over at the picnic area where Green Arrow was hitting on Black Canary.

"Wow." I said, "I didn't think they were still dating."

"They aren't, but Ollie's still head over heels." She complained.

I nodded slowly, watching Ollie. "Pity."

"Sad really." She commented. "So why are you here?"

"Mom made me, because apparently this is a family outing." I complained.

"Why bring Kenya? I mean, I know that she'll eventually be rushing over Gotham roof tops in a cape, but isn't she a bit to young to be starting?" Kyler asked.

I froze for a moment, "She isn't starting Kyler, I mean, she only came because there was no one to baby sit."

"Alfred?"

"Bruce gave him the day off." I said. "Kenya's gonna be a normal kid, she's not going to be a vigilante, I mean, she has her whole life ahead of her."

"A life around your family, learning from their behavior and hobbies?" Kyler asked.

I paused, "I better teach her how to use a gun, and fast."

"Why?" Kyler asked.

"Cause I don't want her running around with Night Wing's chop sticks and dressed in a disco collar!"