Disclaimer: something's pounding in my head... it's saying over and over again that I don't own young justice, DC comics does. Waaaaiiiiitttttt... nope, that's just common sense. Can it knock a little less? =_= I hates being sick.

Get ready to see my first fight scene here! There aren't really a lot of them, but you'll see why. I'm not that good at them. Got quite a kicker in the end. *evil laugh*

And just as a side note, there's a reason certain characters aren't here for very long or at all. It's usually because I have no idea how they think. I go to friends to figure out how Joker works. Wiki only tells events not many relationships or personalities, and I've got a very limited supply of material with a few people. So if I've got a character completely wrong, sorry. I'm just trying to use someone's name then to make certain reactions out of other people.

Without Me

Ch. 17 – Enemies

Mister Twister's winds were the most hazardous and immediate threat, so Robin drove them there first. He told Zee his plan as they drove over along with quite a few tips on how to handle this particular baddie. She nodded, holding on to him tightly as they went. Robin ignored the pleasant feeling he got as she clung to him, knowing it'd only be a distraction in the fight. Holding onto Bruce back home while on patrol didn't drive him crazy.

Stupid hormones.

Within ten minutes they were there, and instantly Robin went to work. A couple kids were huddling behind some construction equipment, too scared to move. They were right in the path of an oncoming I-beam and didn't realize their fear of the wind was about to get them killed. Quickly he darted forward and grabbed their shirts, pulling them out of the way in seconds. The beam crashed into the ground where the kids were, and they saw the destruction they barely weren't apart of.

Robin gave them a quick firm look. "Run home now!"

Both of them nodded, then ran as fast as they could away from the site. He gave a short huff then turned back to the tornado. 'Zee better act fast or I can't get near the thing!'

"Mlac eht sdinw dne eht mrots!" Instantly the tornado died and Mister Twister was in plain view. He imagined the man inside was confused as to what happened, but Robin didn't wait for a response. There was something else to take care of a few mile from there He threw a flash bomb straight into the machine's face then darted behind the thing to avoid being blinded as it went off. Part three of his (hopefully) ingenious plan took place just as he grappled into the construction to get higher ground. "Selbac niartser Retsim Retsiwt!"

The cables around the site jumped up to the machine, wrapping themselves around him tightly to keep him on one place. Robin smirked as he aimed his grapple for the thing's back. Another line wouldn't be detected in all of this. As he shot it off, he heard the man inside shouting his dismay. "Who's doing this? Who are you? Show yourself! How dare you!"

"Shut up," Robin muttered just as he landed on the back of the machine suit. He wrapped one leg around its neck to keep him there as he jabbed his wrist computer's port into the thing's head. Last time Mister Twister tried reprogramming Red Tornado/M'gann with ports from his noggin, so this guy had to have the same thing, right?

Thankfully right. Within seconds he was hacking in the suit's head and uploading a Robin virus into its systems. "What the devil? What's this? Who's on me?"

"Just a little bird wanting a rematch."

The man inside sputtered then fell a few feet. Robin jolted from his victory, realizing the virus would make the suit's flight capabilities fail pretty quickly. Within five seconds he retracted his computer cable and retrieved his grapple before jumping off. The machine fell to the ground seconds after, Robin soaring towards a series of pipes forgotten in the zone. He grabbed on and swung around it to another and another, slowing his fall to the ground. When he landed, he bowed and grinned.

"And that's how we do things in Gotham," he joked. He spotted the camera crew in the distance and flashed them a smile. He knew he was screwed. The League would know as soon as they got back to the cave. Batman's systems would make certain of that.

Still, may as well enjoy this little trip. So long as he and Zee made it back to the mountain before they did, they'd be in the clear. Right?

"Robin!" Zatanna ran over to him, leaving the safe area he had her hide in as he fought.

Robin smiled briefly at her while marching to Mister Twister. "Not a lot of time Zee. Reporters are on their way and we can't stick around. I've got some questions for Twister first."

"Are you okay?" She asked in concern, bringing a smile to the boy's lips.

"Naturally. I've had worse falls." Quickly he went to the suit's entrance and forced it open. The man inside fell out, shaking in terror.

"Foul. I call foul."

Robin rolled his eyes. Exactly like last time. Quickly he yanked the man within inches of his face. "Okay ugly, I need to know, what's Sportsmaster after?"

Zee jerked her gaze to him, wondering why he'd ask that. The shaky old man tried to smile. "Sp—Sportsmaster? Wh—Why would I have anything to—to do with him?"

The boy gave him a dark smirk before kneeing him in the gut. "Wrong answer. The two of you attacking on the same day, same time. Things aren't that coincidental. What's he after?"

The man stared fearfully at the teen, a startling sight for anyone to see. Robin seemed to have his own twist on Batman's glare, and it was going to show more and more with each wrong answer. "I… I don't know! The Light… the big bosses… they said to come… to attack and…"

"The Light?" Robin raised an eyebrow. He heard the phrase 'The Light' before, it wasn't that unusual, but never would he connect it to anything Sportsmaster and Mister Twister did. "Who's this Light? Some religious fanatics?"

"I don't know!" the man cowered. "They give orders! They're Morrow's friends, not mine! I just… I just did this for today because…"

Robin scowled. He knew there was nothing more this guy could give him. This 'Light' though… he'd have to look into it later. He had to go after Sportsmaster. "No more Reds. Got it. Last question. How's T.O. Morrow?"

The man froze, pain welling in his eyes. "He's… he's gone."

"Robin?" Zatanna started, but he didn't hear her. Robin was thinking. He knew T.O. Morrow wasn't doing very well back home. Here it looks like he died, probably of old age. The guy's been around since the Society.

Quickly the boy took out some zipcuffs and tied the man's hands together then ankles. He didn't have time to deal anymore with this guy. Quickly he turned back to their borrowed motorcycle. "Come on! The cops can't delay them forever."

Zatanna nodded, a little worried. She took her helmet and slid on the bike behind Robin, holding tight as they zipped off. Quickly she voiced her concerns. "Are you really alright? You were like another person back there."

Robin didn't want to think about it. He was learning how to interrogate from Batman, but he didn't have the strength needed yet to scare a guy into submission from high places. There really wasn't a lot of time for other methods either. He didn't like it, but it was effective. "I'm fine. We just don't have a lot of time to get this done Zee. I was just… copying Batman's rushed method. That's all."

"So Batman really is ruthless."

He didn't nod or flinch. A world without him meant a harder Batman. He could be ruthless when he asked questions, but mostly it was scare tactics. Robin wasn't quite able to use them. Too small, too colorful.

"If we had time I'd do something else Zatanna. Seriously. Batman isn't that bad. I just… I'm not that experienced in interrogating yet. I used what I know, that's all. I won't have to with the next group."

Zee nodded, shifting behind him as they turned a corner. He knew she was uneasy about this, and not just about the interrogation. This was her first time in the field and he was more than willing to take as many risks needed to get the job done. But he wasn't going to let her get hurt, hence why he was the one fighting and she was the one in the hidey-hole casting her spells.

"Okay, next place," Robin continued. He knew there was no way for her to be 100% secure in this field by him talking to her. She just had to get through this one on her own. He did. "Similar tactic. Try not to get caught, best if you aren't seen either. According to the sensors at the lab, there're about a dozen people with Sportsmaster. I can take him, but if you do some kind of sleep spell or make them see each other as a cop or something, it'll make things easier. You don't have to go in and fight. Just level the playing field a bit."

"Like a game?" She asked, testing him.

"Not a game, but a strike." He glared forward. "I don't play with people's lives. They need to go down, somehow. The less norms fighting the better. The cops I called earlier should have taken a few of them down for a while, but we can't have them fight Crock."

"Why not?"

"Muscle memory. He's a meta, and a well trained one."

"And you're going to take him down on your own?"

Robin grinned at her for a moment. "What, scared now? You're the one who asked me out."

He looked forward determined. This is what he lived for. Zatanna was still for a moment, then grinned back. "Not in your life."

"Good. It'd be a bad date if you chickened out now." They turned the final corner and slipped into the alleyway just next to the semi getting ready to pick up whatever cargo was in the lab. Cops and a few thugs littered the ground between them and the loading docks. A few arrows were strewn across the concrete, making the boy grimace. Sportsmaster wasn't alone at all.

Quickly he checked on the men, making certain they weren't dead. Everyone was breathing. He relaxed for a second, glad the Crocks weren't killers. Silently he made his way to the semi, staying out of the loading dock's line of sight. Zatanna kept close behind him doing her best to be just as quiet.

At the truck, he slipped underneath it and tore off a few cables and pipes. The only one he knew not to cut was the brakes. Once he was done, it was a mess. Looked like no one would be leaving anytime soon. Oops.

He grinned as he slipped back from under. Zee kept a look out, jumpy like the newbie she was. Zatara really should have given her more field training. She was making him jumpy. As he got to his feet, he whispered a warning. "Keep your head down. We've got an archer to deal with too, and she's a tough one."

"How can you—" Robin pointed to the arrows on the ground with a knowing look. They had to be Artemis'. Sure he could beat her. He knew her weaknesses from training. Guarded one side too much and didn't pay attention to her surroundings. But this was a different world. Who knew if he was right here?

Quickly he inched around the truck, ready to launch into action. He had to know if there were lookouts, so he checked. Two men were on the opposite end of the truck, both relaxed. 'Guess the tussle with the cops was way too easy for them.'

Robin scowled at the thought of how bad the police were trained these days, or how much the bad guys got to beat them. Within seconds he threw some knockout gas pellets at the men and they went down without a word. He nodded to himself. "This way. Get ready to—"

He jolted backwards as at the sound of an arrow being launched alerted him. It barely flew past his nose and missed Zatanna completely. He jerked his head around, disks in hand to throw at Artemis and cut her bow in two. Bruce had taught him to be on guard at all times, even with friends.

His eyes widened in shock when he saw the archer, not expecting this. He froze for a second. None of his training went this far.

"Roy?"

A/N: And there's the kicker! Now don't get me wrong, I like Roy. It's just, at certain times of his life the line between good and evil is blurred, and for a lot of good reasons. Now if Green Arrow didn't take little Roy Harper when he was 15, what would he become? And just think of all the other implications with him being with Sportsmaster in this universe. *glee* tortured Roy time! And you did want to know what happened to him.

Well Robin didn't account for Roy so now how is he going to fight? and Zee, what's she gonna do. She's still a rank ameture and this is her first time fighting in the field. She hid and cast spells with Mister Twister, but he's a real pansy compared to what they're up against now. *sigh* get ready to see more lame fight sequences.