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AN – So, in case anyone has forgotten, I am still not that great at writing fight scenes. I'm doing my best, and keep thinking that the more I do it the better I'll get, but I don't think that's happening. Also, apparently in the show, the Titans are moving to Gotham. Don't know how I feel about that, but I do know that I am so excited for season 3! Hope you guys like this chapter though!

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Dick quickly and quietly cleaned up the mess that was made in the kitchen when he, Gar and Conner had their late supper. It wasn't a big mess as they just had scrambled eggs and breakfast sausages, something easy and fast to prepare, but the cleaning still needed to be done. After they had eaten the quick meal, he and Gar took Conner on a tour of the Tower, during which they learned about Conner and Cadmus, and Conner learned about them. Apparently, Conner was a clone, a mix of Superman and Lex Luthor. While Gar seemed to find the whole thing awesome, Dick felt his brain short-circuit for a minute. Clark was not going to be happy when he found out about this.

Once they finished the tour, Gar, having realized that Conner knew next to nothing, about almost everything, decided to introduce him to video games. They had been in the living room doing that ever since. Dick however, found some leftovers to give to Conner's dog Krypto, making a note to pick up dog food tomorrow, and went to the computer room. Slade was still out there doing who-knows-what and Dick didn't like that. He wasn't sure what he should do about the assassin right now, but he'd feel a lot better if he knew what he was up to. Now, he also had Cadmus to deal with.

Normally, he could work for hours and hours on end. It was something he had learned from Bruce. There were times he'd work 24 hours straight, though they were rare. However, after everything that happened today, he was exhausted. He felt drained, in every way possible. So he went to check on the kids which was when he saw the mess still left in the kitchen. Now that he finished that, he went to see the kids.

Gar and Conner were sitting on different couches, controllers in hand, completely focused on the TV screen. Krypto laid curled up at Conner's feet, looking kinda confused and frustrated. It was clear despite the hours he had spent with Gar playing the game, he still didn't seem to understand how to play. Gar on the other hand seemed to enjoy winning constantly. Rachel hardly ever played and Jason was very good. It wasn't that often Gar won against the current Robin. Though Dick was glad to see the shapeshifter was having fun, it was getting pretty late.

"Hey guys?" Dick called out as he came closer to where the others were sitting. Gar quickly paused the game before he and Conner both looked over at the man. Seeing he had their attention, Dick said, "I don't want to sound too much like a stick in the mud, but I think you two should be heading off to bed."

"Come on Dick, it's not that late." Gar whined. Conner didn't say anything, but watched them intensely, clearly intrigued as to what was going to happen.

"It's 11 o'clock." Dick pointed out. Gar looked over at the clock, just like Dick had done a few hours ago before turning back to him.

"Yeah, but," Gar started, but was suddenly cut off by the sound of an explosion and glass shattering.

Looking over to see what happened, they found that one of the windows was destroyed and standing in the wake of the destruction, was a man wearing blank and orange armour. Deathstroke. And he was pulling out a gun.

"DUCK!" Dick shouted as he ducked himself. Gar and Conner instinctively did the same, only seconds before Deathstroke started shooting.

"Dick!" Gar screamed in terror as bullets flew all over the room.

"Run!" Dick yelled at him and Conner, looking back at Slade before charging at him from the side, out of the gun's range.

Dick didn't look to see if the kids listened to him. His entire focus was on keeping Slade away from Gar and Conner. He didn't care what happened to himself, just as long as Slade stayed away from the others, from his friends. As he struggled to get the gun away from the criminal, he could faintly hear the sound of footsteps running away. Good, the kids listened to him. With that worry now gone, Dick was able to put all of his focus on the man he was fighting.

Despite his age, Slade was an extremely skilled and ruthless fighter. And with all the experiments he had gone under in the military, he was far stronger and faster than a normal human was. As Dick tried to get the gun out of his grip, Slade lifted his leg and kneed his opponent in the stomach. Before Dick could recover from the blow, Slade released one hand from his weapon to grab Dick's arm and practically threw him to the side. Hitting the wall hard, Dick slid to the floor.

Lying on his side, Dick saw Slade stalk towards him. He was still holding his gun, finger on the trigger. As much as he hoped he could somehow convince the assassin to leave everyone else alone, he knew after what happened with Jason that that wouldn't work. He had to make sure that Gar and Conner would be safe and protected. So, instead of moving to defend himself, he reached for the watch on his wrist and pressed the last button on the left side. As soon as he did, he looked up to see that Slade was now right in front of him. He reached down, grabbed the collar of Dick's shirt and lifted him up to his feet. He then slammed him up against the wall again, this time holding him there and put his gun under Dick's chin, forcing his head up.

"I'm going to make you pay." Slade hissed, pushing the barrel of his gun hard underneath Dick's chin.

"I don't care. Just leave the kids alone." Dick whispered, his voice barely getting out. The gun underneath his jaw made it difficult to move his mouth. Slade didn't answer. Instead, it seemed like he froze a little or something. Then, he pushed the gun even harder against Dick's chin. Dick was sure it would leave a bruise.

Before Slade could actually fire the weapon though, Dick could feel a sudden strong breeze. He also smelled a faint burning-like scent in the air. He recognized those signs. Glancing over to his left, he smirked at the familiar figure that had arrived.

"Get the h*ll away from him." Slade turned his head to the side and saw a figure dressed in a red suit with a gold lightning bolt on his chest standing a few feet away. The Flash.

With his best friend now there, Dick immediately started trying to push Slade off of him, effectively getting the assassin's attention back on him. The struggle only lasted a second though before Dick heard a loud bang in his right ear and everything went black.

Wally West saw red, darker than the suit that originally belonged to his uncle, darker than the blood he could know see covering his best friend's face as he fell to ground. He knew something bad would have to be happening for Dick to press the distress beacon and which was set up to signal him and Batman, but the sight of a man holding a gun under Dick's chin was something from one of his nightmares. And then the attacker pulled the trigger.

Moving faster than the speed of light, Wally grabbed the armoured man and shoved him to the floor before he started punching. He threw at least ten punches, seven to the stomach and three to the head. Hard enough to knock him out, but not hard enough to kill. As much as he wanted to, he wasn't going to kill someone, not yet anyways. Once he was sure that he was out, he rushed over to Dick who hadn't moved at all, which wasn't surprising since the whole thing only took about three seconds.

The speedster was terrified of what he'd find. That the shot had blown apart his best friend's skull, but no. There was blood all over the right side of Dick's face, but he still had a pulse and was still breathing. The amount of blood terrified him, but as long as Dick was still alive, they could take care of the rest.

"Dick?" Wally whispered, tapping his friend's uninjured cheek in an attempt to rouse him. Dick groaned, but didn't open his eyes. That was okay, he could work with this. All he had to do was get Dick to the zeta tube hidden inside the penthouse and get him to the Watchtower.

So he grabbed Dick's arms and hoisted him up to his feet. Once he was upright, Wally put Dick's arm over his shoulders and wrapped an arm around his waist. Dick groaned again as he was moved around, but Wally only whispered, "It's alright dude, I got you," then proceeded to speed them down to the secret door which led to the secret basement where the zeta tube that would take them to the Watchtower was located.

He was surprised to see two boys, most likely in their teens, already down there. The taller one was pretty muscular with black hair while the shorter one was more on the lean side and had green hair. There was also a dog with them. It was only then that he remembered that Dick had told him about the kids that apparently had superpowers and he decided to train. But if he recalled correctly, there was supposed to be a girl with them and Dick didn't mention a dog.

"Flash?" The green-haired boy said with an excited tone, but then his eyes landed on the somewhat limp man the superhero was holding up. "Dick!"

"He'll be alright." Wally assured him as he made his way over to them as they were actually standing in front of the computer he needed to access to turn the transportation tube on. As he started typing, still holding onto the former Robin, he asked, "Is there anyone else here?"

"No." The shorter teen answered, still looking worriedly at Dick.

"Then come on." Wally told him, typing out the activation code.

"Where are we going?" The taller boy finally spoke.

"Away from here." Wally answered. He then gestured to the boys and the dog to come closer to him, which they did. Then, he pressed the last button in the activation code. Immediately a bright light covered them all.

"Whoa." Gar said as the light around them faded. Looking around the large, yellowish room that they were now standing in, he asked, "Where are we?"

"The Watchtower. Base of the Justice League." Wally replied. Ahead of them, were three hallways and he started heading over to the hall on the right. That one would take them straight to the infirmary.

"What?" The green-haired boy asked, coming after them. He paused though when Batman himself walked into the room.

"What's going," Batman paused at the sight of the Flash holding up his son. Rushing over to them, he asked, "What happened?"

At this point, Dick had somewhat come back around. He still a bit confused, but he was awake enough to tell his adoptive father, "I'm okay."

Grabbing Dick's other arm and putting it around his shoulders, Batman told the speedster he had called when he got Dick's distress beacon, "I'm taking him to the infirmary. You go find Dr. Mid-Nite."

"On it." Wally responded before zipping off in search of the doctor/superhero. Once he was gone, Batman realized that two teens and a dog were standing nearby watching.

"You two come with us and explain what happened." Batman ordered. The boys and the dog immediately came over and started filling him as they made their way towards the infirmary.

AN – In case it wasn't clear, Wally West is the Flash in this story. Yes, I'm aware that Barry Allen is the original Flash, but from what I've been told and read, he retires and Wally takes over. So that's what happened. Also, if you guys don't know what a zeta tube is, it's a form of transportation that the League has set up all over so they could be instantly transported to the Watchtower (their base of operations that's in space), and to other places on earth. Hope you guys liked this chapter! See you all next time!