OK, so this is the last of the first round of League. We're getting to Dick next chapter! Yay!

And yes, I am aware that this is short. It's just finishing up the first League storyline. Promise, longer chapters are coming up. Not really the next chapter, but the two after that are going to be loooooong.

Anyway, enjoy the chapter!

As the League gathered in the conference room, Superman frantically tried to come up with a way to tell them that Nightwing, possibly the most beloved person to ever walk the halls of the Watchtower, had been kidnapped by a former mercenary-assassin for undetermined reasons, and that they had nothing to go on at that point.

Yeah, there really was no way to make that sound good.

Soon, the League was seated around the U-shaped table, looking expectantly at Superman and chatting quietly. None of them had any idea why the heck they had been called to this meeting. As far as they knew, there were no national disasters or imminent alien invasion. So, what was going on?

"He looks terrified." Wonder Woman murmured to Black Canary. "And Batman isn't even here yet." Canary smirked. "It'll only get worse when he comes in here, growling to hurry it up so he can get back to Dick."

Up front, Superman winced. He heard what they said, apparently. The two women had to smother giggles.

Superman took a deep breath. "If I can have your attention, everyone." He sounded nervous. "I'm going to start now, so I would appreciate it if you were quiet."

"What about Bats?" Green Arrow called out. Superman grimaced. "He's not coming." Then, he muttered something that sounded suspiciously like he's going to watch me get killed from the monitors. "Alright." Superman took a deep breath. "I called you here to tell you… I mean… um… jeez, how do I say this?"

"Are you alright, Superman?" Wonder Woman asked.

"No, I'm not." The man of steel sighed. "It's just that… many of you already know this, but we found Robin."

"He's been running around Gotham, Supes." Hal Jordan called out.

"Very funny. I meant the first one, Hal. He's Nightwing now. Yes, the Titans one." A murmur swept across the room as those who did not know expressed their surprise and relief.

"I thought Nightwing hated the League." Someone muttered. "It was probably just Bats." Someone else whispered back.

"That's great! So, what's the problem?" Captain Marvel asked.

"Batman was attacked at his workplace today." Superman ignored the comments. "He was in his civilian ID at the time, so he couldn't fight like he normally would. Nightwing… Nightwing came and rescued him."

"What went wrong?" Black Canary interrupted this time.

"Nightwing traded himself for Batman. He's been kidnapped… and we have no idea where he is."

The room exploded. Not literally- there was no alien invasion or villain present- but it was pretty chaotic anyway.

"What do you mean, kidnapped?"

"Who took him?"

"What are we going to do?"

"Quiet!" Superman shouted. "Look, Bats is already looking. We want you to keep a look out, tell us if you find anything suspicious. Batman and I are going to go talk to the Titans and see if they can help."

"But who took him?"

Superman pulled up a profile on the holo-computer. "His name's Slade- formerly Deathstroke the Terminator."

"Oh, no." Flash whispered. He knew who Deathstroke was- Bruce had called him in to watch Robin while he was looking for the criminal- and he knew that he was bad news.

For the next half hour or so, Superman explained what had happened and what they knew about Deathstroke. By the end of the meeting, everyone came to a unanimous decision to get Nightwing back fast. They were all going to scour their own cities, since they had no idea where Slade would set up base. Superman was going with Batman to Jump, and would keep them updated. When they found Slade, well…. lets just say it wouldn't be good. For Slade, that was.

"Alright." Superman said enthusiastically. They had something of a plan now, and he knew that they would have plenty of help. After all, this was just the League- he hadn't even told the sidekicks- sorry, partners- yet, and if the League was bad, Nightwing's friends would be even worse. Not to mention the Titans themselves, who no doubt would be more than eager to help rescue Nightwing.

To quote a certain bird, (yes, he had said it about a different villain, and he was referring to Batman's actions, but…) Slade was screwed.

Yeah, the last line isn't very good, but oh well.

Get ready for Nightwing and Slade!

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