Once the people that had attacked them had finally calmed down- and Robin had finally let go of his hack on the robot/man- Vigilante, Green Arrow, and Batman all stood in one side of the alleyway, the other team facing them fully.

"Ah believe introductions are first and fore-most." Vigilante told them, throwing the mighty hammer up only to catch it with varying hands. "We'll start."

Now he held the hammer fully and pointed it at Robin, "The kid's name is Robin. Then there's the mighty archer, Green Arrow. This scary fella ta my right is none other than the Batman." Now he motioned the hammer to himself. "And I'm the one and only Vigilante."

The various costumed people in front of them gave him varying looks of confusion, all but the Viking, who just glared at him with his large arms crossed. Vigilante only shrugged at the man, believing he was most probably just butt hurt by the fact he was able to use his unusable hammer.

"Now, who the heck are yuh?" Vigilante asked, crossing his arms while jutting his hips to the side slightly.

The Viking's fist tightened after the cowboy's words, but the robotic man's hand on his shoulder stopped him from doing anything too stupid.

"My name's Iron Man." The robot's face plate retracted, showing a smiling face. "You can call me Tony, if you'd like." Then he clapped the blonde's shoulder. "This blonde guy you've majorly managed to upset is our resident God of Thunder, Thor."

Green Arrow and Vigilante quirked an eyebrow at that, but seeing how they were used to having an Amazonian, Kryptonian, and android walking amongst them at most times. Tony cocked an eyebrow at them, as if expecting more reaction from the odd group, but continued when he got none.

"Our mighty archer is called Hawkeye, the spy lady is Black Widow, and Star-Spangles over there is Captain America." Iron Man told them, pointing at each person he named.

Vigilante nodded at that, then Batman stepped up. "You said that you had seen Kid Flash pass through here. What do you mean he aided a fugitive?"

Iron Man walked towards the Bat, arms crossed as he did so. "We have a very dangerous mercenary here called Deadpool. He's wanted for all the normal things, you know. Killing dozens of people for money, murdering hundreds, fraud," Now he shrugged. "A whole bunch of kidnappings... The normal thing for psychotic mercenaries that want to get revenge on anybody."

Vigilante smirked softly at himself and shouldered Green Arrow. He leaned in to his friend and whispered in his ear, "Sounds like a certain ex-Bat we all know."

Batman bristled slightly at those words, having heard them, but shook his head and addressed Iron Man.

"Kid Flash took off with a criminal? Where did he go?"

Now Iron Man sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, "I'm not sure. Deadpool lured him into my lab and they were dumb enough to mess with my dimensional transporter. I can still track them, but three hours ago, they made one jump, then an hour ago they made another. Now I don't really know where they have gone." Clearly, he was very annoyed by this. "I can trace their signatures, but have no way of following them."

Batman quirked an eyebrow at this, but nodded. "I believe we have shared interests."

Iron Man nodded. "You want a kid menace back and I want a man-child menace back."

When we arrived in this new world, I moved to scratch my thigh with my right hand, only to find both of my hands handcuffed once more. I growled in frustration at the clunky machinery, then groaned at the sight of Deadpool standing in front of me, smiling broadly at him.

"How..." I shook my head, glaring down at the restraints, "How in the world did I not have these in the last two dimensions but have them on now?"

The smiling mercenary only shrugged and continued smiling at me, "I think it all has to do with dimension jumping and where we go between the dimensions we visit."

I quirked an eyebrow at the intelligent assumption, then looked around the room we were currently in.

It seemed like a meeting room, with metal walls and a large table in the very middle with seven seats around it. In the middle of the table there was something that looked like a base for holograms and I felt my fingers twitch in the need to mess with it.

"Where do you think we are, Detective Ginger?" Deadpool asked me, taking a step into the room while placing his hands on his hips.

I shrugged even with the handcuffs on, "Looks like some kind of futuristic place." Now I shuddered at the metal all around me. "I don't like being here. Reminds me of every single cell I've been put into."

Now Deadpool poked at my shoulder, "Every cell? In just how much trouble have you gotten yourself into, kid?"

I smirked at him, "Well, I may be a hero in my universe, but I'm also regarded as a menace to society. You see, we have mentors. My mentor's a guy called Flash and he's a speedster like me." I made my way to one of the chairs as I spoke and sat down, propping my feet up on the table. "I have a Team, and every single kid on the Team has a mentor of their own."

Deadpool threw himself on the floor and propped up his elbows, placing his chin on his hands. He looked at me so intently I began to wonder if he was interested in my simple story.

I know I shouldn't explain everything to him, but I felt like I should. If we were going to continue bouncing around from one dimension to another without knowing squat about one another, sooner or later the fact we knew nothing would come to bit us in the butt. So it was better to give him a condensed and simplified explanation as to why I ended up in his universe and why I'm not surprised much anymore.

"My best friend's name is Robin. And his mentor is this completely scary know-it-all called Batman. Now, Batman is a serious detective and I completely respect him, but... I can't let him know that." I smiled fondly at the memories of pissing the Bat off. "So I pull pranks that get me in trouble and just generally do the exact opposite my elders tell me to do." Now I shrugged as I looked around the room once more. "Because of this, I've landed myself many different times in many different types of cells."

Deadpool began to clap at the end of my tale, but he was interrupted by the 'swoosh' of a door opening. We both turned to the front of the room, only to find Superman standing there.

But... He looked different... Maybe he looked older?

"What are you two doing here? Kid Flash, you know better than to even be on the Watchtower." He immediately began to scold me, but I just looked at him with a cocked eyebrow.

His suit looked different too...

"Ey, yo! Don't nobody bother my Ginger!" Deadpool got up and began to talk in a- bad, if I may say- Bostonian accent. "Now step off 'fore I step you!"

Superman glanced at him with look of mixed confusion and annoyance, then glared at me. "Bart, you know Wally doesn't like you up here."

Immediately my feet were off the table and I stood up, eyes wide as I looked at him. "What do you mean?" I asked, shaking my head. "I'm Wally."

The Big Blue Boy Scout sighed and shook his head, "Bart, this isn't funny." Now he flew towards me and grabbed my right upper arm. "Now let's get you back to the Transportation pad before Flash finds out. I know he'd give you a sterner talking to than what my own Ma would give me!"

He made to begin walking away, but Deadpool seemed to be even more impulsive than I. So, before the Kryptonian could react, the mercenary had thrown a grenade. Right at our feet.

"Deadpool!" I barked as I yanked my arm away from Superman, running as fast as I could to seek cover.

"I panicked! I'm sorry, Ginger!" He yelled, but I only shook my head as I threw the table over and hid behind it.

A second passed then a large 'boom' shattered all silence and shook the very Watchtower- at least, that's where I guessed I was- and I was much too afraid to peer over the table because I did not want to see Deadpool splattered all around the room. Because, really, Superman was virtually indestructible. Deadpool seemed to a normal human, though.

"Bart! Get out here right now!" Superman scolded, but I refused to look up.

"No! He's my Ginger!"

Deadpool's voice caught me off guard.

"Now, you better learn some manners before I blast your body all the way to Chatahoochie!"

And the sounds of fighting began.

I was glad I chose to hide like the coward I am.

So, please review. Also, I'm planning on writing a new story and it's still in the works. Basically, it's the children of some of DC's villains. If you have any OC's you'd like me to consider, please PM me. Don't review them because I don't want your good ideas to get stolen. PM if you'd be willing to allow me to write a story with your character.