"You're still favoring your right. Try to balance out your attacks," Bruce instructed me, easily blocking my roundhouse.

We were in the Pit, training. Currently, Dick was hanging out with Wally over in Central City, so I asked Bruce if he would spar with me. Big mistake. I didn't stand a chance against him. I was panting like no tomorrow while he had barely even started to sweat.

Planting my hands on my knees, I gave myself time to catch my breath. There used to be a time when I would spar with Bruce nearly every day. Back before Dick joined us, it was one of the only ways to boost my fighting skills. Of course, Bruce had gone a lot easier on me than he was now.

"Again," he ordered curtly.

Getting into a ready stance, I leaped up and went for a front kick. Bruce immediately blocked, so instead of hitting him, I changed the position of my outstretched leg, jumped off his arms like a spring board, flipped over him, and lashed out with a side kick to the back of his knees. The move made him stagger and lose his balance. Using that to my advantage, I jumped up, swinging one foot to catch him in the side and the other to brace against the opposite leg. It was one of my methods to try and get him to fall. I would have been successful if it weren't for the fact that Bruce caught my leg bracing against him and flipped me off.

I landed in a crouch, once more panting slightly. Noticing that Bruce was sweating a bit more, I smirked with satisfaction. Even though I was a great fighter for my age, I was still far from his level when it came to hand-to-hand sparring. I could stand a better chance had we been in a warehouse or a place with more hiding places and been allowed to use gadgets. Of course I still wouldn't win, but I could put a few over the old man.

"That's enough for today," Bruce told me. "Good job, you're progressing at an incredibly fast pace," he smiled.

"Are you kidding?" I asked light-heartedly, straightening up and gasping slightly for air. "My muscles aren't even on fire yet! We can't stop now!" I followed after him as he headed for the Batcomputer.

Even he had to chuckle slightly at that one. "It is enough for today. From what I've heard, you and the team had a rough going in Bialya," he gave me a serious look. "I'm going out for patrol. You go get some rest," he instructed.

Sighing exasperatedly, I grabbed a towel and a water bottle. "Fine," I rolled my eyes, heading up the stairs and into Wayne Manor.

Knowing I wouldn't be able to sleep just yet, I reclined on the couch and flipped on the t.v., which was on the international news channel, pretty much the only channel watched in the Bat family (except for my morning cartoons which I rarely woke up early enough to watch).

"This is Cat Grant reporting from Taipei, where the historic peace summit between North Rhelaysia and South Rhelaysia has completely broken down. As a last resort, Prime Minister Tseng of South Rhelaysia and North Rhelaysia's General Singh Manh Li have agreed to bring in an independent arbitrator. But who is it? Speculations range from the Secretary General of the United Nations to Superman."

I couldn't help but snort. Superman? Helping with a peace summit? Yeah, right. Sure, he was all strong and heroic, but he wasn't the brightest when it came to politics.

Getting bored, I flipped the t.v. off and headed upstairs, deciding to just relax with Ace in my room. Plopping onto my bed, I sighed and Ace leaped up to curl up against my side, his chin resting on my chest.

"Oh Ace, what to do, what to do," I murmured, yawning widely as I slowly sank into sleep.

****YOUNG JUSTICE****

"Right, right, right!" I grabbed Robin's arm and pulled him down the right hallway.

The sound of gunshots rang out behind us as we slammed the heavy metal door closed behind us. Continuing on, Robin hooked up to his holographic computer and over-rode the building's security. We were presently in Star Labs, investigating a chemical fire that showed signs of bio-engineered substances found only on Mars. It was just the two of us, Bats was with the League and the Young Justice Team was infiltrating Belle Reve.

"Nearing the control room now," Robin informed as we skidded down the hall.

The room was circular and wide, a large array of chemicals and such covering the white tables that littered the area. Robin raced to one of the computer while I locked the door down.

He tapped into the system and skimmed over the programming to find anything useful. I walked around and stared at all the liquids, none of which appeared to be the one we were looking for.

"You can hurry up now," I stage whispered to Robin.

"No, really?" he replied sarcastically.

Blowtorches were now being used to burn through the door that separated us and the people trying to kill us.

"Can't you go any faster?" I muttered.

"Hold on!" Robin snapped back. "Okay, got it," he confirmed.

"Good, now let's go," I wrapped my arm around his mid-section and grappled up to the air vents, propelling us both into the metal vent.

Crawling along, the going was relatively slow and uneventful. Finally managing to get to the exterior of the vent system, I kicked the grating off and leaped down onto the roof that was below me. Robin was close behind me, smirking and laughing as always.

"Told you we'd make it," he nudged me with his shoulder.

"I knew we would, you were just taking too long. Not losing your touch, are you?" I mocked jokingly.

"I am not, you're just bad at keeping time," he stuck his tongue out childishly.

Laughing, I pushed him playfully. "We should probably head back to the Batcave. Who knows what this information could mean. That and the fact that all the good scientists from this place are now dead," I told him.

He nodded solemnly before perking up. "I'll race you back!" he called over his shoulder, already racing from building to building.

"Oh! You're so on!" I chased after him.

At the back of my mind, that one annoying voice called a conscience was nagging at me about how I should've taken this mission more seriously. The chemical there had been traces of one of the main components in the League's laser in the mountain. Something like that in the wrong hands was never a good thing.

****YOUNG JUSTICE****

Okay this one's a little bit longer!

I got a lot of reviews from you guys! Maybe I should rant more often?

Anyway, everyone remember my rant from last chapter? About Robin not getting a spot light? WELL HE DOES IN EPISODE 24! YAY! I was sooo ecstatic I think I died a little bit from happiness! Since I live in America, I don't get to see the show as soon as others . BUT! I found a website that takes the Portuguese episodes and subs them in English! So I just finished watching the entire series and it was SO FRICKIN AWESOME! Now I can't wait for the next season, Young Justice: Invasion! They're going into space next season! Eeeeppppp!

Sorry for my fangirl schpeal there.

Kilalalnara: Oh! When you post your story, tell me the title and I'll read it! As for the Secret thing, you're probably right. I was just being paranoid! And don't worry, one of the main reason I dislike Zatanna is cause I'm the jealous type too! Thank you for reviewing (and caring enough to read my rant!)

Synk: Thank you for reviewing all the time! And I made this chappie longer for you!

AceofSpades95: You were right! One of the close to last episodes finally spotlights Robin! Thank you for reading and reviewing!

Frankster7: I used to watch that show religiously! Hah, and you're so right! Like father, like son! Thanks for reviewing!

dsi user: …I think I would seriously die of happiness if they showed more of his abs…*fangirl scream* Thanks for reviewing! I look forward to them every chapter!

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~AvenJackel