"Imagine – if you can- not having a conscience, none at all no feelings of guilt or remorse no matter what you do, no limiting sense of concern for the wellbeing of strangers, friends, or even family members. Imagine no struggles with shame, not a single one in your whole life, no matter what kind of selfish, lazy, harmful, or immoral action you had taken. And pretend that the concept of responsibility is unknown to you, except as a burden others seem to accept without question, like gullible fools."

-Martha Stout Ph.D.,

"That technic is so fake." Dick said giving Bruce a side glace as the man nodded.

"Exactly, see," Bruce pointed out, "he doesn't have a strong stance and you can tell everything he`s doing is staged." Dick rolled his eyes smiling, "Yeah, everything is staged, that's what a movie always is."

Dick took a handful of popcorn from the bucket and tilted the box toward the butler sitting next to him, Alfred shook his head, "Now I know why you never watch movies, if you do feel so badly about this why don't you make your own movie?"

Bruce chuckled, "I`ve been on T.V a few times and it`s not easy."

Dick smiled at the Butler, "Don't worry Alfie you can watch the rest of the movie in peace, we won't comment."

"Thank you." Alfred said looking back at the movie. Dick and Bruce remained silent. He glanced at Alfred out of the corner of his eye. Then back to the T.V. He crossed his arm over his chest then…

"That's ridicules; no one can fall from a six story building and not die." Bruce started to laugh as Alfred got up and headed to the kitchen, "A movie for another time I suppose?" Dick laughed when he heard, "They do have commentary for a reason."

Dick laughed hysterically along with Bruce, apparently the real source of entertainment wasn't the T.V. it was the butler! Once the laughing died down Bruce unexpectedly threw Dick a small box. Dick caught it quickly looking at it. He looked back to Bruce, "Thanks, but…what is it?"

Bruce smiled, "It`s a Periscope it allows you to see around corners without blowing your cover, it`s not much but-,"

"It`s great," Dick smiled, "Thanks Bruce."

Bruce looked to the T.V, "let`s see what else is on." He switched it threw the channels and Dick figured out his Periscope. Suddenly Dick`s head snapped up as Bruce switched the channel again. "Go Back!"

Bruce looked at Dick curiously wondering what the sudden change of mood was. He changed the channel and soon found out why.

"So Mr. Haly, do you have anything to say about the auctions from the police almost all over Europe?"

Dick let out an almost inhuman growl.

"No, I don't, I don't care what those police say my people haven't stolen anything!"

"But there have been reports of high theft where ever your circus goes, it just seems odd."

"I have nothing to do with that, maybe someone's trying to frame us but I know my family is innocent!" Haly snapped at the reporter walking away from the camera`s view. Dick flung off the seat and headed to the cave Bruce behind him, "Dick what do you think you can do with the state you're in, your arm and shoulder still haven't healed."

Dick waved his casted hand absently, "I`ll go under cover. I need to do this Bruce, I`m not turning my back on my family just because of this!" He snapped showing his casted arm.

"You're not going alone I`m sending young justice to meet you there." He stated. Robin was a bit surprised his mentor had given in so easily. "Right," he nodded, "I`ll talk to Old Jack Haly and see if he can give out some good clues as to who."

Bruce nodded opening the elevator, "Remember Dick low profile, for all we know someone could be holding something over Haly."

Dick nodded clenching his hands into fist, "Yeah, someone."

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It was starting to snow lightly and the bike continued to wobble slightly as he tried to drive with one hand while his casted hand held the back pack Batman had given to him. Batman had dropped him and the bike off a few miles out so it would give him some cover.

"Robin, I`ve sent Super-boy, Miss Martian, Red Arrow and Artemis to assist you on this mission, the others have their own lives and wouldn't mind a day off."

Dick swallowed, "Agreed, but Bruce I could have done this alone." He said.

"I would have agreed with you if you were at your best but you're not and I`m not taking any chances." Batman stated sharply. Dick smiled, "Continue to say stuff like that and I`ll start to think you don't have a heart of ice." He chuckled. He pictured Bruce rolling his eyes, "Very funny, anyway, you're going to have to come up with a believable story or Haly won't let you in."

"I know," Dick sighed, "I can't just say I`m Richard Grayson here to prove you have a criminal on your tour." There was a long pause.

"Yeah, don't say that." Batman said seriously, Dick chuckled, "Don't worry Bats I`ll be back home annoying Alfie as he tries to watch it`s a wonderful life."

"Nice to know you have the holidays planed out."

Dick smiled as his bike slowed to a halt, "Gotta go Bats."

"Okay, but remember Robin, Low profile!"

"Gotcha!" He said pulling the com from his ear. He draped the bag over his shoulder and placed on his new mask for the time being, it was red and white and didn't have the original cover for his eyes he so desperately wanted but it would have been odd to explain. It was just as he remembered. All of them not just the bad but the good. So many memories.

Dick took a deep breath, he would make them proud. No matter what. He walked up to the main trailer and knocked on the thick wood door. It didn't take long for Jack Haly to answer the door. The old man looked at him for a second and Dick found a lump gathering in his throat. Poor Jack, he didn't need this.

"Who are you?" he asked.

Dick thought for a moment he wished he had waited for a few minutes to think things over, he needed a good name then he realized. Circus employees or clowns usually made up names to escape their past lives. Something completely odd would be normal in a circus.

"Dan Danger." He smiled. Haly raised his eye brow, "What do you want."

Dick swallowed, "Me and my brothers and sisters have valuable skills that could benefit the circus." He said hopefully. Haly narrowed his eyes, "Where are your parents?"

Dick bit the inside of his cheek, "We ran away a few years back and have traveled from circus to circus, and the rest of my family is just up the road."

Haly looked at him the sighed, "You and your family can take to extra trailer over there," he pointed and Dick looked to the small trailer the back to Haly, "I know it`s not much but if your brothers and sisters make here before we start then you can perform in the act tonight."

Dick smiled, a chance to get in on the action! "Thanks." He smiled. Haly nodded his acknowledgement and closed the door as Dick walked away. He would waste his last breathe just to make sure Haly kept his circus. This was his first home, where his parents would have spent the rest of their days. He would keep their memory alive this way.

"I thought you made this team to stop the league from telling you what to do."

Dick raised his head and saw Young Justice, Roy was the one who spoke as Dick walked up to them undetected and smiled, "Glad you could make it." He tossed the back-pack to Superboy, "Here`s your costumes, your last names is Danger. Make up your own aliases."

Roy looked around the area, "Batman filled us in on the big detail, how someone`s here is stealing stuff from military warehouses."

"Something like that, keep an open mind though we don't want to start interrogating innocent people," Dick caught Artemis glaring at him and Superboy glaring at Red Arrow. Dick waved it off, he didn't have time for this, "Get dressed in that trailer," he pointed to the same trailer Haly had, "we have to be at the center ring by ten." He was about to go and talk to someone when Megan stopped him , "Wait." She stared at him for a moment then blinked.

There, now you're in a mind link with us, these things help during missions.

He winched as her voice boomed inside his head, thanks, just stay out of my head.

Robin, you may not trust me but, I trust you, everyone has secrets and I understand what it feels like to be left alone with them, you're not alone.

Thanks Miss M, I`ll see you guys later. He walked away still feeling the mental link in the back of his mind like a piece a piece of string from his shirt to a closed door. It was gonna be a long mission.

A/N: I decided to give Dick a friend in Miss. Martian, give a little luck to him.