Welp, better late than never! Hope you enjoy chapter 3! And I do not own Young Justice!

Chapter 3: Planning a Story

"Couldn't this have waited 'til morning?" a male with messy, sunny blonde hair and sleepy, baby blue eyes asks the raven-haired lady with a sigh. He wears yellow, baggy sweatpants with a grey hoodie. The two are sitting on a black leather couch in the living room with a custom made laptop on the male's lap.

"Yeah, but that would mean I would have to wait, Teic…" Ana responds as she sips a glass of coffee with a shot of hot chocolate. It's amazing how much the hot chocolate elevates the taste of the cheap old coffee that her friend likes to buy. Not that it matters to her: coffee is coffee no matter what you add to it. As long it does its job, she isn't complaining.

Teic yawns as he retorts, "This takes time, so you would have to wait anyway…" before they both hear a ding.

Ana hums softly a bit as she sips her hot drink. " This takes five minutes…"

Another sigh leaves the male's lips. " I got in…" he grumbles with another tired yawn.

"Noo… really?" A feigned gasp leaves Ana's lips.

Teic just rolls his eyes, not in the mood for her sass and skims through whatever she wants to look at. He stares at it for a moment, before facepalming at what he is reading. Whatever it is, he definitely didn't want to be a part of it. But… he has no choice. He is always apart of her schemes, whether he likes it or not. He hands the laptop to Ana. "I am getting coffee," he simply says as he gets up and walks off to the kitchen.

While he did that Ana takes the time to read what is on the screen. She raises an eyebrow at what she is looking at. "Project D.M. Angel?"

"If you keep reading, it a weapon CADMUS is working on to-"

"Kill the Justice League-big surprise," she finishes flatly with a sigh. These people really need to get a life, then again… It would be bad if this thing actually succeeded. "Guess I should inform-" she stops when she notices what the weapon is made off. She stares for a moment before taking out her cell phone and calling her housemate.

A sleepy voice soon speaks through the phone, "...hello?"

"Erza, can you come to the Teic's house? There is something I need to show you…"

There is a moment of silence. "Yeah…" She cuts the call as Teic walks over with his cup of coffee.

"Why did you call Erza?" he asks raising an eyebrow at the lady.

"...Erza was a former employee of CADMUS… Also, look," she adds, showing him what the experiment is made from.

Teic blinks. "...you don't think…"

"We'll see when Erza gets here."

About 10 minutes later, there was a knock at the window. Teic sighs, walking over to it and opening it to see a lady with short, messy, wine red hair with amethyst purple eyes climbing in. The lady wore a loose, black, wrinkled up tank top with a blue sweater over it and baggy, black, wrinkled sweatpants tucked into black combats boots. "Why don't you ever use the door?" he sighs yet again.

"Why don't you ever say no to Ana?" she retorts calmly, walking over to Ana and sitting down next to her.

The blond stares for a moment and finishes his cup of coffee. "I am gonna go get more coffee," he mumbles as he walks away.

Erza then looks at Ana curiously. "What did you want to show me?"

The lady shows her the screen off the laptop as she watches the lady's stoic facial expression slowly shift to horrified one. Immediately, she stands up to leave, but Ana grabs her wrist to stop her. "Erza! Where are you going?"

There is silence.

"The only person that is allowed to do anything reckless is me…" Ana adds lowly.

A sigh then leaves the redheads lips, "...That.. experiment... That weapon… Is a clone… like me…" Her eyes focus on the floor. "As the blueprints you found said… She is made up of the DNA of different League members… Probably more than me..." She looks at Ana with a pleading look in her eyes. "Please...We ha-"

"I know.. I just wanted to make sure it was a clone and not a machine… You don't know what people can do these days with DNA samples."

Teic then walks over with her fresh new cup of coffee. "Well, good luck with that-" but stops when Ana gives him one her famous blank looks. "...Please tell me-"

"Yep," she sips her coffee.

"But-"

"One day isn't going to kill you,"

"Will you-"

"Nope!"

Another exasperated sigh left his lips as he downed his coffee again. " I need another cup…"

"Too much coffee is bad for you," Ana says, sipping her own cup.

"I don't need to hear that from you!"

Meanwhile…

In another apartment building, a young man is sitting in a dining room looking over a blueprint sprawled out on the table. He calmly examines it, memorizing every detail as he sharpens a long double-edged nodachi in his hand along with a set of knives placed neatly in a custom tactical belt. Once he finishes up, he sheaths the blade before folding up the blueprint and setting it on fire with a match. Once that is done, he turns off the light before heading off to bed, his gear ready to go for the next day.