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I hope that you all like this chapter. This are starting to really pick up!

Chapter 21

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Captain Marvel grumbled as he clipped and replaced the last sabotaged wire, his brows drawn together in his irritation.

"I mean, who would do this? They could have taken us right out of the sky! If it weren't for the backup power we would all be toast!"

It didn't help that Batman, who was supposed to have brought extra supplies nearly thirty minutes ago seemed to have vanished into thin air. Where was he, anyway? It wasn't like Mr. Tall, Dark, and Brooding to not show up exactly on time.

"And seriously, leave me to fix the Watchtower?! I would be flattered if it weren't for the fact that I have no idea what I am doing!"

He closed the last power cell that he had been working with a dull bang and turned toward the on switch.

"This had better work."

He flipped the switch and there was a dull hum for several moments before the lights abruptly flickered on, temporarily blinding him before the realization of what had just happened.

"Yes!" a loud voice echoed through half of the Watchtower distracting several of the superheroes as they suddenly received an alert that there was an intruder in the satellite, "I did it!"

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"Ack!"

Roy didn't have time to apologize to the figure that he had just knocked over as he continued sprinting down the darkened hallway. His breaths came in sharp gasps as he mentally groaned at his luck. Seriously, two chases through the same hallways, within a few hours of each other? Come on, he wanted something original!

Or, well, maybe not. Better not push his luck, what little that he had.

He turned another corner as fast as he could and was rewarded with the sound of burning rubber as his pursuer tried to take the turn as fast as he had. Too bad for Green Arrow, the larger the mass, the harder it is to make sharp turns.

Roy almost smirked. Almost. If he hadn't been so busy running for his life he would have.

He knew, however, that this chase wouldn't last forever. They were on a giant, floating, space station. There were only so many places he could go before they figured it out and trapped him. Right now, he was really only buying time.

Maybe Robin would find a way to rescue him. If he knew that he was even here.

Another sharp turn, another rewarding crash and . . .

Roy screeched to a stop, staring upwards in surprise as the lights came back on. If the lights were on, that meant that the power was back. If the power was back, the space port was working. And if that was working, he could get out.

"Yes!" he yelled and took off again, narrowly avoiding two grasping hands as he ran off, leaving a gasping Green Arrow to chase defeated after him.

Behind him a still unnoticed Batman glanced up at the light suspiciously, wondering why the kid was so happy that his own work had been undone.

It could be that the kid hadn't known he was on a space station when he killed the power and effectively trapped them all here, but when had things ever been so innocent as that?

Come to think of it, everything the kid had done was suspicious. The Watchtower shutdown happened as he had been narrowing down the other children's possible location, effectively halting his investigation and giving them enough time to erase their trail. And the teen's emotions had been too real to be real. Heroes didn't have the luxury of being so innocent.

So, if the other's purpose had been to halt his research, then why was he so glad that the power was back on . . . ?

The answer was there, he knew it was . . .

What if . . . what if the teen had planted a bomb set to go off as soon as the power came back on, which would send the Watchtower and all of its tracking capabilities plunging toward earth? It would allow him to leave without taking any of the shuttles with tracking devices on them, like his companions had.

It was crazy but . . . they were dealing with kids. Teenagers, really, with lots of unknown recourses and knowledge. If Batman had been a teenager in this situation, that's what he would have done.

Batman's eyes widened and he abruptly spun around, abandoning his quarry in favor of what, to him, was a much bigger problem.

He had to find that bomb!

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"Oh," the kid popped back to reality, this time with a large grin on his face that contradicted his previous moon just seconds before, "I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Robin!"

"WHAP!"

"And I'm sorry but I had to do that."

Green Lantern looked confused for a second before his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he passed out for the second time in such a short few days. Robin winced as he heard the other hero's head hit the floor. He really was sorry . . . just not that sorry.

Slipping the bird-a-rang that he had just used to knock the other out back into its case Robin searched around his small pouch of emergency supplies for a sedative. It wasn't meant to be used in these situations but, well, it wouldn't hurt to make sure that Green Lantern didn't wake up and contact the League before he was ready to face them. He would rather not have left behind any trace of him being here but, well, it wasn't like he could take the hero with him when he started to travel, right? This was the best solution.

After carefully administering the opaque liquid to the hero Robin started to gather his stuff from around him as he slipped on his civilian clothing and glasses. The cave he had been hiding in wasn't The Cave, but it had felt familiar in its own way. He was kind of sad to leave, but he knew that he had to find the others before anything worse happened.

Come to think of it, he hadn't checked up on Superboy and M'gann yet. Oh well, they could take care of themselves.

Artemis and Wally, on the other hand, were another story.

"Ok," Robin adjusted his glasses slightly, "I have a destination. Now, how am I going to get there?"

He glanced around with a frown, contemplating the forest, and then sighed.

"I guess this means that I'm going to be driving illegally . . . again," he muttered as he stocked off, leaving the partly obscured cave and its unconscious occupant to be found several days later. It wasn't like it would really hurt the hero; might even be good for him. Loose some weight. Who knows?

Robin didn't want to contemplate the technicalities. A communication with a tracking device connected to the Watchtower would have to be enough of a homing beacon. He had places to be, people to see, and bad guys to knee.

Oh, and hopefully a world to return to, too.

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"Hey, Penguin, did you here what happened to Joker?" the cat themed cat burglar leaned over the countertop, her black leather suit stretching as she propped her hands up in a very feline position.

"Huh?" the bird like man grunted, blinking slightly as he glanced up from his latest villainy plans, "How did you get in here? This is my private office!"

Even his voice had a distinct quack about it.

She waved her hand dismissively, "Burglar, remember? I do that for a living. So, have you?"

"Have I what?" Penguin asked, bewildered and Catwoman rolled her eyes.

"Heard about Joker," she sighed in irritation, "You know, what everyone is talking about?"

"Why should I be worried about Joker? He's always up to his old schemes. So long as it keeps the Bat away from me I don't care."

"Oh," Catwoman purred, "I think you'll be flocking to hear this."

Groaning, Penguin grabbed a cup and quickly filled it with an amber liquid from his drawer, sipping it carefully, "Fine. Let's hear it then. What has the famous Catwoman looking like she hit the jack pot?"

The other giggled – giggled! – and tapped her fingers along his hard, red wood desk.

"Last night Harley kicked him out-"

"She should have done that a long time ago," Penguin grumbled, but Catwoman continued, undaunted.

"And she wont let him come back until he's found his kid!" her voice ended in a near squeal of excitement. If she'd had a tail it would have been lashing back and forth energetically.

Amber liquid sprayed across his plans as her words registered and he started to cough harshly and stutter, "W-w-what? Joker has a kid? Since when did that happen?!"

"I know!" Catwoman swung out her arms dramatically, "I wouldn't have believed it myself, if it hadn't been for a very credible source telling me that they had actually seen the kid."

"What?! Well, what did he look like?!"

"Like a mini-Batman!"

"Uh," Penguin frowned, "That doesn't make any sense."

She giggled again, "That's the thing! My source says that its not because of how the kid looks – anyone can dress up as a crazy clown, after all. It isn't that original – its his laugh!"

"His laugh?"

"Yah. Some of the other villains also said that they saw Batman chasing the kid a few nights ago. They said that the Bat must have found Joker's child and raised him to fight against his father! But the kid somehow went rouge and now Batman hasn't been seen for over a day since the last sighting of him!"

Penguin's eyes widened and he spoke slowly, his three fingered hands clenching around the edges of his desk forcefully, "You mean to say that there is a kid running around Gotham trained by the Batman with Joker's personality?"

"Yes!" Catwoman was bouncing on her toes now, nearly vibrating in her excitement. "Not only that, but Harley had placed a bounty on Joker's head! If anyone tries to help him, she'll turn everyone she knows about in to the Batman or the police. So basically, she's placed a bounty on Joker's head!"

Penguin could only stare in stunned horror.

A kid. Trained by the Batman with Joker's personality. In Gotham?

He knew he should have relocated when he had the chance. Wasn't there something about golden heron statues over in Egypt? He didn't particularly like the heat, but, he shivered, it would be better than here.

"Shoo!" he suddenly shouted, startling Catwoman, "Leave, I have to plan!"

Catwoman laughed as she leaped toward an open window, "Your welcome, bird brain!" and then dropped out of sight.

Penguin didn't even have the time to get mad over what she had said.

He needed to get out of Gotham! Fast!

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I bet you're all surprised by how fast this updated but, like I said previously, I finally made a plotline! Things should start falling into place rapidly.

The Watchtower is back online and Batman in on the hunt. Who will he find first? Where is Zatanna? How will Zatara react? Keep reading to find out!

Reviews, Questions, and Comments:

Concerning Orcas - I meant to put Narwhal, and that is what I was thinking of when I wrote it, but I like Orcas just as much. Thank you to all of those who pointed that out, I would not have picked up on that. In response, I have rewritten that part of the previous chapter and reposted it.

young justice 17: I never mentioned Zatanna's age . . . at least I don't think I did. But I have always imagined her to be the Young Justice version, so she should be near the others age.

Naruto9tail: thank you for all of your ideas, I will take them into account and see if I can add them in. Your help is greatly appreciated and I love reading your reviews.

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(Updated: 9/30/2016)