"Everyone online?" Miss Martian linked us up.
"This is weird," Artemis thought, holding her head as if that would help.
"And distracting," Doctor Roquette complained. "Coding a distributed algorithm on a public school computer is hard enough without having teenagers in my head."
"Do you complain every time someone tries to help you?" Kid Flash wondered.
"Pot, kettle. Have you met?" Artemis scoffed.
"Hey! I don't need attitude from the newbie that drew Red Arrow off the team," he continued.
"That is so not on me!" the archer stood up.
"Really KF, he drew himself off the team," I grumbled, not really wanting to get in the middle of the fight, but feeling the need to state that fact.
"Fate of the world at stake!" Roquette scolded.
"She started it!" the speedster defended.
"Whatever. How about I just go and help Miss Martian and Superboy patrol the perimeter," Artemis walked off.
"Good idea," Aqualad stated. Even his patience was wearing thin.
"You should cut her some slack. It was her arrow that saved you from Amazo," Robin told KF.
"No that was Speedy's, I mean Red Arrow's, arrow!" he called.
"Wrong. It was Artemis'," I confirmed.
"Well, still not giving her the satisfaction," Kid Flash mumbled.
"You know, I can still hear you guys!" Artemis accused.
The speedster groaned.
"Couldn't get the Justice League," Roquette muttered.
Well, that was harsh. Sure she could have thought it (there are plenty of people that do), but she didn't have to send it over the connection. That was just plain rude!
"The virus won't be much use if we can't find the weapon. Can you track it?" Aqualad walked over to the doctor.
"My utility Fog is not a weapon. It's science. Brilliant science," Roquette defended. Common psychology, the person feels guilty for creating something that causes harm and therefore claims that it was made for a different reason.
"Though you made it to be science, our enemies are using it as a weapon. Can you track it?" I stepped forward.
"Of course I can. But it would mean going online. Might as well get a billboard with 'Assassinate Me' written in neon," she continued.
"We will protect you" Aqualad reassured, resting his hand on her shoulder.
"Tracking Fog now," she gave in.
After that, we all amped up our alertness and fell into a lapse of silence. The only sound was that of the doctor's typing. The Shadows would be on their way, I just knew it, so I was tensed up and ready for any assassins.
The quiet was broken by Artemis' flirting. "Mmm, that boy," she thought, and we all knew she was thinking about Superboy.
"Really? We are on a mission to protect Dr. Roquette from the Shadows and you do this!" I exclaimed. Teenagers that are hormone filled are nasty. Example A.
"He can hear you. We can all hear you," Miss Martian informed the archer. Was that a hint of jealousy? Well then, example B.
"Oh, I know," Artemis continued flirtatiously.
"Miss Martian, Doctor Roquette located the Fog. Reconfigure the bio-ship so Robin, Sparrow, and Superboy can track it," Aqualad interrupted their little cat-fight.
Robin and I raced out to join Superboy before entering the Martian ship.
The Boy Wonder took pilot while Supes and I took the seats to the side. Accessing my holographic computer, I followed the Fog's signal to a branch of Star Labs.
"Robin to Aqualad," he stated as we flew towards the city. "We're over Philadelphia, near Star Labs. We're too late. It's destroyed."
"As in only rubble is left," I continued in an odd combination of horror and awe.
"This is bad. Star Labs is cutting edge, and now their secrets are in the hands of the enemy," Robin finished.
"What now?" I asked.
"Scan for the Fog once more," Aqualad ordered Dr. Roquette. "We're moving the doctor," he informed everyone.
Continuing on, I followed the doctor's tracking on my computer. "Next target is WayneTech!" I told Robin.
"In theory, it could hack into-" Robin trailed off.
The Batcave, the Hall of Justice, Mount Justice…the Watchtower. I couldn't help but finish the list Robin almost said.
"The what?" Superboy asked.
"Pretty much every single important building in Gotham. All of them rely on WayneTech security," I covered up quickly, thinking on my feet as I had been taught.
"What matters is that WayneTech has a 24-hour work force. We won't be able to evacuate in time!" Robin said.
"Looks like we'll just have to stop it then!" I called back.
Robin flew the bio-ship over WayneTech's parking lot.
"The virus is downloading," Robin checked.
"Won't need it," Superboy replied, leaping out of the ship and down towards a suspicious van.
One of the Shadows used a machine that shot out a laser, hitting the clone square in the chest and making him fall to the ground.
"Crap!" I yelled as the Fog was released.
Leaping down, I grappled over to the entrance, Robin right behind me. We raced in after the cloud of nanobots.
"Hey! You can't be in here!" a guard yelled. "Unauthorized entry," he started the lockdown procedure. Couldn't people show us some respect? I mean, here we are, the guard's own home city heroes, and he yells at us for chasing after some suspicious fog looking stuff. People these days!
A heavy metal grate began to fall directly between us and the Fog.
"WayneTech override RG4!" Robin yelled, the grate lifting back up.
I slid under it before jumping back to my feet and rushing after the nanobots. The cloud began weaving in and out of the windows, ceasing all light and crashing all systems. Seemed like they were trying to find a way to the top of the building, where all the most important information was…like Bruce's office…
We made our way into the café, where almost everyone had freaked out and stampeded out of the place, except for the cashier.
Robin attached his computer up to the café's, mumbling "Please be hooked up to the mainframe, please be hooked up!"
"Who would hook up the café's computer to the mainframe!" I yelled, pulling out a test-tube to collect a sample of the nanotechnology.
The cloud began to turn into a red shade, the nanobots dying and falling to the floor. Reaching out with my test-tube, I managed to catch several, whether for myself, WayneTech, Batman, or just the League in general. Didn't really matter to me. I capped it up and stored it into my utility belt.
"Yes!" Robin exclaimed. "The infiltrators have been alfiltrated!"
"Really?" I grimaced playfully. "You and your words!" I rolled my eyes. "Now let's get Superboy and meet back up with the team," I pulled him along by the arm, deciding to leap out the window rather than take the stairs.
Reaching outside, I saw Superboy taking out the Shadow.
"Got the Fog?" he asked.
"Check," I smirked. "Sparrow to Aqualad. The Fog has been dealt with," I informed over my com link.
Robin once again piloted back to Happy Harbor, picking up the others on the way to Mount Justice. At least this mission was a success with minor difficulties. By that I mean no leadership discrepancies, daddy problems, or overbearing adults, so that was a plus.
****YOUNG JUSTICE****
Another day, another chapter!
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By the way, my whole psychology thing is made up, I really have no frickin idea, I just thought it sounded like something I would impulsively…so yeah…
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