Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, ideas, or products of Justice League Unlimited or Young Justice. They belong to their respective owners.


Author's Note: A big thank you to the few people who read and the few who reviewed. I know it's a bit of a side story for me but it's still a great story for me, I really liked this idea and really wanted to write my own variation because the original author seemed to well...be gone. I hope it will be just as loved as the original. And like the original, I am basing the Justice League off the Justice League Unlimited cartoon except with the fact that Barry is Flash instead of Wally and none of the heroes have/had partners or sidekicks.

Author's Note #2: I'm a hopeless romantic so most stories I write will have couples or romance. Couples in this will be Spitfire, Zatanna X Robin (I know people find it weird, but I liked it), M'gann X Superboy. Aqualad doesn't seem like he was interested in anyone except Tula so...I'll leave him be.


Chapter 2: Questions

Batman glared at the yellow and red clad Flash-Boy in front of him, trying to reign in his patience. The red haired boy was currently sitting down in a chair Superman had gratefully brought, his foot thumping up and down on the metal floor a hundred times a minute. His fingers were tapping on his thighs in a similar fashion, his eyes darting from himself, Superman, Green Lantern, to J'onn and back again. His mind was obviously racing, working out possibilities, scenarios, questions, and what he could possibly say. His eyes darted briefly to his right, looking towards his still unconscious comrades.

Before Batman could snap and break the silence, his earpiece went off, "Uh Bats? Yeah, I got him to the infirmary and all, even got the machine working, but all it did was basic first aid. I'm not really sure what button to press to give him proper care...most of them look the same to me. Mind coming up here and lending me a hand?"

The Dark Knight let out a low breath, shutting his eyes under his cowl for a few moments before opening them up, his hand coming up to press onto his comm, "I'll be there, don't touch anything else. You might input the wrong commands." He then looked at the boy seated in front of him, who was looking up at the Bat with wide eyes. Batman then turned to Superman, pointing his finger at him, "Get him to start talking as soon as I leave. Find out who or what they are, why they are here, and most importantly, if they are a threat."

Superman looked back at Batman in silence for a few moments, engaged in another silent conversation as they stood there staring before Superman nodded. Batman then threw the Flash-Boy another quick glance before nodding at J'onn and Green Lantern.

As he turned around with the swish of his cape, the Flash-Boy stood up quickly, "Wait!" Everyone paused before slowly looking at him, eyebrows raised. He seemed to regret his outburst for a split second before swallowing the lump in his throat, "Is Ro- Is...is my friend alright? What happened...?" His eyes scanned the faces of the four adult heroes, who merely looked at each other in uncertainty.

Suddenly, Flash-Boy's face contorted into a look of fury, a glare pointed at Superman surprisingly, "If you hurt him...I swear on my life. I will make you pay, whatever it takes."

Everyone, especially Superman, who was not used to receiving such a look except from his enemies, blinked at the young teen standing before them. J'onn quickly spoke up before Batman took it as a threat and decided to lock him up, with or without Superman's consent, "No, your friend was injured before the battle. Though the wounds were recent, they were made by bullets, not anything anyone here uses. The Watchtower is not even equipped with projectile type weapons."

At the Martians words, Flash-Boy's shoulders visibly sagged, sitting back in his chair, "We...we didn't notice..." he unconsciously muttered under his breath, "Damn it Rob...not again... You've got to stop doing that..."

Batman glared at the teen but Superman waved him off, reminding him why he was leaving in the first place. With a small shake of his head he turned around again, heading towards the infirmary.

As soon as he was out of the room and down the hall, Green Lantern took a step forward. Knowing Batman, if he heard something he didn't like, or found interesting, he would have marched straight back here when they had a patient in the infirmary, "Okay kid. Start talking. We need to know who you are and how you got access to a Boom Tube generator to get here." Green Lantern then held up a silver metal box the size of a book with dials and buttons on the front that they had confiscated from Flash-Boy while checking everyone's belongings.

Flash-Boy's eyes widened as he spotted his missing generator, reaching out without thinking, "Be careful with that! That isn't a normal Boom Tube generator! I don't even know if I can make another one of those!"

Green Lantern lifted the device upward, raising one eyebrow, "You mean you built this generator yourself? You're just a kid!"

Flash-Boy glared at Green Lantern,"The square root of Pi is 1.772453850905516027298167483341. The atomic masses in the periodic table are not integral numbers. For example, carbon is listed as 12.011 amu because Atomic masses listed in the periodic table are weighted averages of isotopic masses. The atomic masses listed on the periodic table are, actually, average atomic masses. The average atomic mass is the summation of the products of an element's isotopic masses and its relative abundance in percents of course. For example, carbon has two common isotopes: C-12 and C-13. C-12 is 98.9% abundant and has a mass of 12.000 amu, whereas C-13 is 1.1% abundant and has a mass of 13.0033 amu. Computing for carbon's average atomic mass: 12.0000 times 0.989 plus 13.0033 times 0.011 equals 12.011 amu. According to the Valence Shell Electron Pair Repulsion theory, if there are 5 pairs of electrons in the valence shell of an atom, they will be arranged in an trigonal bipyramidal geometry. O octahedral : 6 pairs of electrons tetrahedral : 4 pairs of electrons trigonal planar : 3 pairs of electrons. An example of a valid set of quantum numbers is n=4, l=0, ml=0, ms=-1/2 because it describes an electron in the S orbital of the 4th energy level."

All three heroes stared at the boy, bewildered. They then looked at one another, Superman lifting his shoulders in a small shrug.

Flash-Boy looked a little smug, lifting his right leg and placing it on top of his left knee, "Those were easy questions, elementary if I do say so myself."

Green Lantern glared at the teen, "Point taken. Then let me switch my question, who are you all? How did you know to come here and more importantly, how did you even know where here is!"

Flash-Boy's smug look slowly faded, dropping his right leg down and planting his feet on the ground. He looked at Superman briefly before letting out a tired sigh, running his hand down his face for the ninth time that day, "By the way you are treating us and the questions you are asking me... Am I safe to assume that you all...don't recognize or know who we are?"

Superman shook his head, crossing his arms as he regarded the tired young teen before him, "No, we have no clue who you guys are. How would we? It's our first time meeting."

A ghost of a smile formed on Flash-Boy's lips as his whole body seemed to sag, his eyes becoming a bit distant, "Then I did it...I really did it." he let out a small chuckle, only without a hint of humor laced into his tone.

The heroes standing before him glanced at one another again before Superman spoke up once more, "What do you mean? What did you do? Who are you people?"

Flash-Boy looked up, glancing at each of them for a moment before speaking, "Please, will you let me ask you a few questions. Just a few and I promise, I will tell you everything I can without trouble. I promise."

Green Lantern seemed like he was about to argue when Superman lifted his hand to the guardian, "There is no harm in answering a few questions Lantern. It'll probably set the kid at ease. Though we we are obligated to decline to answer any or even all the questions you might ask. Is that alright kid?"

Flash-Boy nodded, looking right at Superman with those piercing, accusing eyes that made him uncomfortable. It wasn't that he wasn't used to eyes full of hate or malice or even revenge pointed at him, but the way the kid looked at him with a haunted look made his skin crawl. He had never got a look like that before in his life. He figured only criminals ever ended up on the receiving end of those.

J'onn then cleared his throat, looking at the Flash-Boy with those calm red-orange eyes, "What is your first question?"

The boy seemed to take a deep breath before letting it out, trying to calm his nerves. What he asked next surprised all of them, "Did you kill the Joker?"

/0/

Batman scowled slightly as he moved through the halls of the Watchtower, his feet barely making a sound as he made his way towards the infirmary. Clark could be so naive at times, such a boy scout. Just because they were children, didn't mean they were any less of a threat than any other opponent they have faced before. If he didn't remember, the Royal Flush gang they had faced were all still pretty much children, but did he hesitate to fight them? No.

Everyone always told him that he 'overworks' and that he is simply too 'paranoid'. Did they ever maybe consider to think that they were simply too laid back? Too trusting? It was because Clark pulled stunts like this that he ended up working 'overtime', as they had put it, and went through the extra trouble of organizing a counter measure.

Aside from the boy with the Super Strength and the kid with Super Speed, the others did not seem too difficult to overtake. He already had eight or nine contingency plans in case they got the jump on the three watching over the young threats. Though he highly doubted any of them had the power to take down Green Lantern and J'onn, he was almost a hundred percent sure they could not take down the two heroes plus Superman. Though he had been surprised before, a back up plan was always needed. Or two, or three.

He reached the infirmary, his hand coming up to type in the code for the lock. He stopped when he noticed with quite a bit of annoyance, Flash didn't bother to lock it down. He almost forgot about the other naive super powered hero on their team.

Calming his slight frustration, Batman stepped forward as the automatic doors opened. A multitude of highly advanced medical tools and machinery were around the room, some that weren't even available to the public until the distant future. Perks of having a leading tech and medical department in ones billion dollar enterprise.

Near the middle of the room stood the naive speedster himself. Placed on the middle of the medical table with a breathing mask over his mouth, was the young boy he had been fighting a few minutes ago, the same boy who threatened to knock the Watchtower out of orbit.

Flash turned as Batman entered, a grin forming on his face, "Hey Bats, come for a check up or did you just want to see me?"

Batman duly ignored Flash's little joke before walking over to the advanced medical table with multiple mechanical arms attached to the sides. He started tapping on the small console near the head of the table, "Go and help the others question the prisoners. I'll take over from here. Maybe you'll have better luck loosening the kids lips. After all, he seems to be a fan of yours. Seeing as how he mimics your costume and your powers."

At the mention of his 'fan' and the intriguing duplication of his powers, Flash perked up before giving Batman a mock salute, "Aye aye captain. I'll be there in a flash." he then zipped away, the automatic doors set to react to Flash's movements as they shot wide open.

Batman had anticipated Flash's speed while aboard the Watchtower. It took some extra machinery and a more advanced program, but it paid off. He didn't have to hear Flash crashing into a door and complaining about it because the automated systems couldn't register him coming fast enough.

Cringing a little at Barry's famous bad joke, pun, whatever he considered it, Batman continued to type away as a needle inserted itself into the young brunette's arm, injecting him with Batman's home-made anesthetic. He waited a couple of moments before activating the arms, letting them whir to life before watching them lift up and get to working on their patient.

As the mechanical arms delicately but quickly tore open the kid's suit on the side and removed any fabric underneath, Batman spoke up, "You can stop pretending to be passed out, I saw your eyelids move ever so slightly when you sensed my presence in the room. Your breathing hitched slightly when you were injected with the anesthetic as well."

A few moments later the kid turned his head, looking towards the Dark Knight. His eyes were hidden behind his domino mask, so Batman couldn't read his expression too well but he could sense the boy was judging him, sizing him up and looking for...something. He couldn't quite place what the boy expected but by the way he let out a small sigh, the older hero suspected he didn't find it.

"You don't recognize me, you don't have a clue who I am. What I am." Batman merely stared at the boy as he spoke, turning his head away and laying back in the bed as the machines finally started working on his wound.

"Obviously, you seem to have met me before while I have not met you. You also seem to have quite a bit of information on me. And I don't know how. The only way you could have gotten some of that is if you are so good that not even I have noticed you or...I had given you this information personally. I'm inclined to believe the later." the boy stayed silent, his breathing now calm and his body still. If Batman was anyone else, he would have thought the boy asleep. But he knew better.

After waiting a few moments, the young boy looked to the side, "What do you know about alternate dimensions? Parallel universes?"

Not showing his surprise or his slight concern, Batman spoke up in a blunt tone, "The League has encountered a parallel universe before. A universe where one event went about a completely different way and drastically brought on changes very different from our own universe. It has supported the multiverse theory slightly, but traveling beyond a world very similar to our own is close to impossible."

The boy nodded slightly before speaking up, "You've got that right, except it isn't as difficult as you think it is. With the right components, a Boom Tube generator can be rewired and upgraded to jump not only through space but through the barriers between dimensions. The only reason no one has found out about it is because the components needed to modify it are completely unorthodox."

Batman's eyes narrowed as he stared at the boy. Different dimensions? Dimension hopping? He looked into the boy's eyes, or he assumed he was because much like his own cowl, the boy's domino mask concealed his eyes, "You are from a different dimension. A dimension in which you know me and my secrets. Which would explain how you know my name, the existence of the Batcave, and even the design of the Batcave's supercomputer."

The young boy nodded, gritting his teeth as the mechanical arms started the surgery, cutting into the boy's side to dig out the bullets.

Noting the boy's pain, Batman glanced down at the medical table, "Keep still, the anesthetics I gave you should dull the pain down mostly in a few moments, just let it spread through your body."

While he wasn't ready to just believe the kid's story just like that, it was a very possible and almost logical explanation to their arrival and the kid's knowledge. But the child could be telling him an elaborate lie. They could be Cadmus's new trained soldiers for all he knew.

He then trained his eyes on the boy, properly observing him for a few moments. With his view of the kid's still frame, plus the small fight they had a few minutes ago, he had a good idea of the kid's fighting style and body composition. He was lean, light on his feet, and had a good muscle build balanced around his body. He was an acrobat, from the flips and jumps he did during the fight and the way his arms and legs were toned. He was obviously trained in martial arts, the guarded stance he took and the way he carried himself indicated disciplined training for a number of years. Though he was still green from what he could tell. A bit brash and he had openings here and there in his fighting stance. A good solid start none the less, far better than any of the other kids he had seen fighting, besides the dark skinned electricity boy who almost broke Lantern's shield.

As he was observing the boy, unknown to the older Bat, he was also being observed. The boy watched the man before him, regarding this man who looked so much like his mentor, like his adoptive father. The man had the same brooding aura, the same scowl, and the same suspicious look whenever he watched someone he didn't fully trust. He just never imagined that look would be pointed at him.

He had seen his mentor glare in anger, scowl in frustration, and even smirk at him smugly. And on some very rare occasions, smile at him as his adoptive father. But he had never seen him look at him with an untrusting, suspicious look. A look that said he was, to him, a criminal. It hurt more than he had imagined it would, and this wasn't even the first time.

While the boy was thinking to himself, the older Bat finished his own observation and spoke up, breaking the few minutes of silence, "What is your name?"

The boy looked up, startled for a brief moment before speaking, "Robin. I go by the name Robin."

Batman noticed how the boy had said 'go by' instead of 'my name'. He filed that away for later before continuing, "Who are you? Why did you come here?"

"The dimensions we were previously in were...horrible. Absolute mayhem and chaos. Left and right everything was wrong...everything went wrong." the boy's head slumped back onto the table as he spoke, "Almost everyday seemed like a life and death battle and we've seen so many horrible things one after another...you'd understand if we weren't so open to talk." the boy winced slightly as a bullet was removed, muttering under his breath, "So not feeling the aster..."

Batman raised an eyebrow at the boy's last word, filing it away before the boy continued, "This is our fourth dimension hop, we barely managed to get away from the last one we were thrown into. Kid Fl-...the yellow and red armored hero who can run really fast, managed to jury rig a Boom Tube generator into a dimensional portal generator."

Batman listened carefully, filing away every detail of the boy's story. How he spoke when he talked, his breathing, the heartbeat monitor's beating rate, any twitch or slight movement. Everything and anything was closely observed by the Dark Knight.

"You said you have been to three other dimensions before coming here, how did you jump from your dimension in the first place?"

Robin shook his head, "We didn't jump on purpose from our dimension. It was an accident... We were investigating a strange power surge from a warehouse owned by Lex Corp." Batman's eyes narrowed at the mention of Lex Luthor's company. So, even in a dimension supposedly four universes away, Lex Luthor was still a criminal. Figures.

"Our team, the team I arrived with, were sent to investigate covertly. What we didn't count on, was the sheer amount of security present there. It took some time but we managed to sneak in. When we got inside, the whole place was filled with strange technology, alien technology to be more precise. The scientists there were experimenting with, what we now know as, a Boom Tube generator. That was when a certain speedster, tripped the alarms." Batman wasn't surprised. If this Flash-Boy was anything like their own Flash, then stealth was definitely not his strong suit. Or even in his vocabulary, "Long story short, the fight ended up with one of the scientists accidentally damaging the Boom Tube generator with one their machines and before we knew it, we were sucked into a giant wormhole. The whole warehouse went with us. "

The boy's expression suddenly went grim as his mouth tightened before he spoke, "That's when everything just went wrong..."

/0/

Superman, Green Lantern, and J'onn all stared at Flash-Boy for a few minutes before Superman spoke up, "No, the Joker is locked up in Arkham Asylum. Or he should be after the last time Batman and I thwarted his plan to explode a giant blimp of Joker Venom gas over the city of Metropolis."

J'onn spoke up immediately afterward, "And there is a strictly held up code both Superman and especially Batman follow. To never kill their opponents, no matter how grave their crime..." A sudden somber mood had fallen upon the heroes as they knew some of the pain their Bat had gone through.

Flash-Boy's whole figure perked up a little, his eyes glowing with more feeling as he continued on, "Metropolis is safe? Lois Lane still whipping Superman to go on romantic flights and dates with her?"

Green Lantern couldn't help cracking a smile as he looked at Superman, whose cheeks were slightly red as he glared at the Flash-Boy, "Lois doesn't 'whip' me into dates with her. She asks, and I oblige."

At that, Green Lantern snorted a little, "Yeah, more like she demands and you obey." the Lantern's smile grew wider as Superman sent him a dirty look.

The teen sitting before them burst out laughing, his hand slapping onto his forehead, "Brilliant! Just brilliant." he grinned at the surprised look the heroes gave him, not caring if he seemed crazy to them.

"So you guys are the Justice League right? Heroes of the world, beloved by all and protecting the many?" J'onn nodded at him, tilting his head slightly as the boy's grin grew, "God this is great!"

Green Lantern finally shook his head, "Boy...Flash must have hit you harder than I thought. Maybe we should take you to the infirmary and have you checked out."

The teen in front of them kept grinning, standing up and reaching his hand out to the Lantern, "Kid Flash, it's a pleasure to meet you Mister Stewart!" Lantern blinked at the kid as he took his hand, the boy grabbing it and shaking it up and down rapidly with barely contained enthusiasm. Did he ever tell the kid his name? And Kid Flash? Really? He not only looked like Flash, had Flash's powers and apparent personality but his name too. A fan boy should only go so far...

Kid Flash then promptly zipped to Superman, reaching out and grabbing the Man of Steel's hand as he shook it in the same rapid and enthusiastic manner he did with Green Lantern before zipping up to J'onn, "A pleasure Superman! A pleasure J'onn!" both the other heroes nodded slowly, blinking at Kid Flash's sudden enthusiasm.

Just then, Flash zipped into the room, stopping right next to J'onn, "Hey guys, what'd I miss?" he noticed Kid Flash shaking J'onn's hand and grinned, holding his hand out to him, "Hey there kid, nice to see you awake and not attacking us. I'm Flash, nice to meet you."

Kid Flash grinned back and reached out fast with his hand, attempting to take Flash's offered hand. Anticipating and ready for it this time, Flash quickly brought his hand up into the air, his grin widening at the boy. Kid Flash blinked before an equally large grin formed on his face and soon, the two speedsters were zipping around the platform, playing a bizarre, super speed version of handshake tag.

Green Lantern and J'onn barely followed the two Speedster's movements while Superman managed to keep his eyes on them, "Should we not stop them?" J'onn's voice spoke up but with a clear lack of concern or fear.

Superman chuckled, "No, they seem to be having a lot of fun, very playful. I'm sure Flash doesn't often get to meet someone who can match him speed for speed. I'm sure he's enjoying this more than the kid is."

Green Lantern chuckled, "Oh Batman isn't going to like this. He isn't going to like this at all. Not one bit. We better stop the two before they both make burn marks on the floor. Or god forbid, get caught by Batman. Then we'd have one Flash in the infirmary and the other in a holding cell."

Just as Green Lantern finished, both the speedsters zipped up in front of them, grinning like little boys, "Oh come on GL. Even Bats has to admit this is pretty cool. I mean, another Speedster! Besides Jay, who barely runs anymore, I have not had another person who could run like me in a long time!"

Kid Flash blinked, looking at Flash with curiosity, "What about Professor Zoom?"

"Professor what now?"

"Nevermind..."

"So kid." Green Lantern crossed his arms, giving the young speedster a hard look, "You have some explaining to do. We answered all your questions, now you need to answer ours. Who are you all? Why are you here? How did you even know how to get here?"

Kid Flash looked from Lantern, to Superman, to J'onn, then finally to Flash. He bit his lip a little, clearly contemplating before speaking up, "Okay okay..." he took a deep breath, in and out. He then took his seat, looking at the four in front of him, "First, have you ever heard of parallel dimensions? The idea that there are other dimensions with slight differences at certain points in time that changes the outcome of the world or even the universe?"

Everyone nodded a bit grimly, after all, none of them had ever forgotten their experiences in the Justice Lord dimension they had went to. Truthfully, none of them could, even if they wanted to. The oppressed people who looked at them in fear instead of hope, the world without freedom of any kind, and even the blank looks the lobotomized criminals gave them as they passed. They could never forget, because it was a world that they could possibly turn into. A world that could be their future.

"Well you see, me. Us, my team." he gestured to the unconscious bodies, "We're all from a different dimension. A parallel world from this one." at the shocked and suddenly guarded stances of some of the older heroes in front of him, Kid Flash quickly plowed on, "The dimension we are from, there is also a Justice League that is widely accepted around the world and even in some parts of the universe as heroes and protectors. It's how we know all of you, because we know a different but similar version of you all in our dimension."

At the last sentence, all the heroes visibly relaxed but still regarded Kid Flash with wary expressions, "So how exactly did you cross into our dimension?" Kid Flash glanced at J'onn when he spoke up, "It is no small feat to cross from one dimension to another, especially four times. In our case, the parallel world we had visited had a hard time even opening a version of our dimension. They could not generate enough power or figure out how to open up a gateway to a dimension 'further' away, as they put it."

Kid Flash let out a tired sigh, once again swiping his hand down his face, his shoulders sagging, "Yeah...that's my fault... This whole mess is my fault." When the older heroes gave him questioning looks he let out another sigh, "You see, if I assume this world is similar to mine, I am guessing you guys have an annoying villain by the name of Lex Luthor causing you guys all sorts of trouble?"

Seeing Superman's jaw lock and the distaste showing on Flash and Green Lantern's faces was answer enough for him, "Well, in our dimension, we are a covert team led by Batman. We take low key jobs and work in the background while the League itself deals with more public and open situations. They'd sometimes call us their 'trump card'."

Kid Flash smiled a tiny bit before moving on, "We got an alert that a particularly disturbing and possibly alien power surge was emanating from one of Lex Corp's warehouses. Because the League was otherwise preoccupied, we decided to go...investigate on our own."

Green Lantern shook his head, crossing his arms at the same time, "Oh I don't like where this is going..."

Kid Flash grasped his hands together, squeezing them hard, "We all agreed that we were just going to check it out, see what happened and report back to the League if we couldn't handle it... But with the amount of guards they had for one shabby looking warehouse, we needed to take a peek inside. We had someone who could take a quick peek, but knowing Lex Luthor, we didn't want her to go alone. So...we all went." he looked up at the older heroes with his green eyes, bringing his hands up under his chin, "What we found was a lab inside, full of what we now know as alien technology. Specifically Apokoliptic technology."

At the mention of Apokolips, Superman's eyes widened, his hands balling up into fists. Kid Flash, noticing Superman's sudden somber mood, glanced at the Kryptonian for a second before continuing, "We were about to pull back but..." he let out a sigh, running his hand through his red hair, "I stupidly tripped the alarms. The resulting battle wasn't too difficult...but during the battle, one of the scientists who was messing with a Boom Tube generator damaged it with his machine and the resulting Boom Tube sucked us and the warehouse into another dimension. That's where things got really messed up..."

/0/

Batman watched Robin carefully as he retold the events that occurred during their first alternate dimension, one eyebrow raised, "We didn't know how, or why this dimension was so...different. So messed up. Without going into every little detail of our excursion, we had found out that half of Europe was sunk under the sea and the other half was occupied by the Amazons of Themyscira led by Wonder Woman. Millions upon millions of people were dead at the hands of the Amazon warriors or by Atlantian soldiers. Villains from our dimension were protecting humanity, heroes we knew were killing the innocent... We didn't know what to think, the world was wrong..."

Robin lifted his left hand, placing it over his forehead, "All we could do was try to get back to our dimension...use the Boom Tube generator to get back somehow... But the Boom Tube generator...it was unstable, damaged. We didn't know how we jumped into another dimension in the first place, let alone how to get back home. So we took a risk, we jumped into another dimension. We figured it couldn't possibly be any worse than the one we left. We were wrong."

"I don't know if it was just bad luck or if the bad dimensions just naturally outnumber the good, but dimension after dimension we experienced were just...horrible." Robin's voice softened at the last word, shaking his head, "The last one we were in, was even more terrifying than the first one we had visited. Over half the heroes in the Justice League were...were different. Enforcers in a repressive regime that ruled the world with an iron fist... A world ruled...by Superman."

Batman's eyes widened, his thoughts flashing back to the Justice Lord dimension they had the misfortune to visit. Temporarily stunned, Batman almost missed the next part of the story Robin was retelling, "In this world, Superman was married to Lois Lane... And she had been pregnant with his unborn child. The Joker...he had tricked Superman into killing her and his unborn child... And used a nuclear bomb to destroy Metropolis. It drove him...mad. He then killed the Joker with his bare hands..."

Batman narrowed his eyes, looking down at nothing in particular as he sorted his thoughts. So, it was not the same dimension they had visited but along the same lines. The death of someone important, a crazed criminal, and the drastic response of Superman.

"The resulting world was chaos... People frightened, heroes becoming tyrants, and even criminals working under Superman as enforcers... Though there were people who resisted, an insurgent led by...by you. The alternate dimension you. You fought with vigor against Superman's regime and you were even devising a plan to get some much needed help... Another dimensional portal. But while gathering the parts, we were attacked. Attacked by heroes we admired and villains we despised, working side by side. We managed to escape through the Boom Tube generator one of our teammates was able to fix and here we are."

After all the talking, Robin laid back, letting out a small sigh. He was pretty winded and fatigued from recounting such unpleasant memories. He glanced at Batman who was looking at him with narrowed eyes, eyes that were assessing his story and going over every little detail he had told him. He had no doubt in his mind that Batman was probably going to ask his teammates the same questions to see if their stories all matched. He didn't mind, because everything he had said was true. There was no harm in telling them what they experienced, it didn't endanger any of their identities or even lives.

Robin then looked down as he heard the machine let out a few beeps, the mechanical arms sewing him up moving away from his right side and repositioning themselves in their starting positions. When Robin made an attempt to sit up, Batman placed his hand on the young teen's shoulder, pushing him back down onto the table, "You still need to rest. You had three bullets inside of you, luckily they didn't hit anything vital but two of them fractured some of your ribs. You will need some time to heal."

Robin nodded slightly, watching Batman with a wary look. The Dark Knight looked down at the boy for a few moments with an unreadable expression before turning around, heading towards the door, "I will be back in a short while. Do not try to exit this room or the security system will activate. I will not be held responsible if you are injured again."

Robin muttered under his breath, shaking his head as he closed his eyes, "He is not whelmed...not whelmed at all."

/0/

Flash and Green Lantern had their mouths wide open and J'onn had wide eyes while Superman looked flabbergasted. Each of the heroes stared at Kid Flash, who had just finished recounting the events of their various dimension hopping.

Flash then turned around, placing his hands on his face as he closed his eyes, "I'm gonna need a minute...I feel kind of sick..."

Green Lantern closed his mouth, shaking his head, "That is...that is just madness! There is no way that-"

Superman cut him off, shaking his head, "No...no John. It is entirely possible...remember the Justice Lords? One event is all it takes, one difference can change the fate of the world. Of what...we do. I don't think it's that far off of what...what we...what I am capable of."

Green Lantern and Flash stared at Superman in awe as J'onn stepped forward, placing a hand on Superman's shoulder, "It is what we are all capable of. Not just you. The temptation is strong, especially when it comes to our loved ones being harmed."

Each hero thought very hard about that. What could happen, what would drive them to such an extent and how far they would be willing to go. Trying to lighten the mood, Flash zipped up to Kid Flash, smiling a little, "Hey kid, there's still something you haven't told us. Who are you all? No matter how I look at it, I still can't figure out what alternate dimension version of who you all are. I mean, I would assume you are the younger version of me, but apparently you know the alternate version of me. Question is, who are you?"

Kid Flash blinked, raising one eyebrow, "Well, you're all our mentors."


Sorry if this chapter just seemed like exposition. Near the end there, I feel it got a little convoluted but I had to get the information out somehow. Thank you for reading and I hope you look forward to my next chapter.

And sorry for any spelling, grammar, or sentence structure mistakes. I'll fix them later. And yes, the first dimension they transported to is based on that weird Justice League Flash Paradox movie. And the dimension they just came from is the Injustice: Gods Among Us game dimension.