So, hi again. I lied. This story isn't over- not just yet. The reason I brought this back is because I felt AC was too short for my liking, and I wanted to write about how Dick comes into play and how they meet and take down Zucco together. Also, I just wasn't happy with how far the ending was from the beginning of AC2, so I wanted to fill that time gap.

Wait, what do you mean I don't own Young Justice or the Justice League? What? Not even Batman? Okay, but I do own Andy and Astridareus etc.

MONDAY, Nov. 14, 2011

Guess what today's Gotham Gazette headline is?

BATMAN HAS A NEW PARTNER?

It's kinda boring and expected. Yeah, I know.

At least it doesn't say "sidekick".

The front page is taken up mostly by a full-color yet blurry photo of a small figure who seems to be made of light standing next to Commissioner Gordon and a third, darker figure. Anyone else looking at the picture wouldn't know that it's me and Batman.

Written by Vicki Vale, report describes how Batman at first seemed like a legend, how only a few lucky people would see him. Over the next few months more people began to spot him, when greater villains came to power in Gotham. Then he joined the Justice League with Superman, Hawkgirl, Flash, Green Lantern, the Martian Manhunter, and Wonder Woman. After that, he was frequently shown on TV, and he was a myth no longer.

When he took in Robin as a partner, many people thought he was crazy. But now? Taking in another young apprentice- this time, a girl- and an alien at that- who can't be older than fifteen, prancing around in such a low-cut V-neck and a short skirt- it seemed like people couldn't think the Batman to be any crazier. It was like he and/or I were committing a legitimate crime.

People have such overactive and perverted imaginations. Just in general.

Anyways, there's also a bit more on the Boy Wonder, what first happened when he came to the spotlight, and how people are wondering where he is now.

I notice that the Press wasn't suspicious about seeing the blasters and daggers in my utility belt. Maybe they didn't notice them? I'm not sure. Thankfully, I was only seen in my alien form, so there aren't many legitimate guesses about who I really could be. Also, if I ever needed to, I could use my human form and a different costume to assume a second title without people being suspicious.

As I continue to read the article, I smirk. Little to they know that Gotham's new alien heroine is also Gotham's new Billion-Dollar Princess. I just hope people are too stupid to connect the two events. Most likely, they are.

I look up when Bruce walks into the kitchen. "Hey, Bruce? Why are people so perverted?"

"Why?" he asks me.

I hand him the paper. "It's the article they wrote on me. Here." He takes the Gazette from me and skims through the column. I snort when his eyes widen to the size of some saucers.

I snicker. "Holy crap, man, the League's totally gonna have a fit! Prepare for the chewing out of your life!"

Understatement of the year.

I shuffle to the old grandfather clock that hides the secret elevator that leads to the Batcave. I'd changed earlier into my silver hero ensemble, as Bruce didn't want me to be caught at all in the Cave while wearing my civilian clothes. I'm still in my human form, though. Once the doors to the high-tech elevator slide shut, I slip on my glasses and smile. I wonder if any of the League members have read the article. I hum absent-mindedly to myself as the elevator lowers further and further into the earth, but I stop once I'm at the bottom. I hear muffled voices outside, one of them belonging to Batman. The doors hiss open and I saunter up to where Batman is sitting in front of the huge computer monitor, which is filled with the faces of Superman, Wonder Woman, Hawkgirl, Green Lantern (A/N John Stewart), Martian Manhunter, and Flash.

"Hey, Bats!" I belt. "Whatchya doin'? Oooh!" I feign awe when I see the League members.

I pretend to pout. "A party? And I wasn't invited? It's because you're discussing what to do about me, right? Well, if you're talking about my future, then I think I should kinda be allowed to hear what you have to say."

By the way my mentor stares at me I know I'm right. Turning back to the rest of the League he continues, "Her training took only a week. Robin's took over a month. Believe me when I say that she could probably take you down, Kent."

I smirk. "Damn straight!"

"No cussing."

"Dude? Really? This's little to nothing compared when I was at Los Gatos High."

"My house, my rules."

I grin smugly. "Okay. Daddy-Bats."

Even though he sighs in exasperation, I can feel that he's smiling on the inside.

"Look," Superman says, "I never said that she was incompetent-"

"But you implied it," the Dark Knight growls venomously.

"-but alien or not, I still think she's too young."

"I'm almost eighteen! Remember?" I unhappily notice the lack of reaction at the mention of me being an extra-terrestrial. "Wait. You guys already know?"

"Yeah," replies Green Lantern. "Superman told all of us."

WHAT?! "How much do you know?" I demand. "Did he tell you what race?"

"No, not yet."

"Well, don't. 'Cause I want to. And in person, too- it's so much cooler. And Martian? I forbid you from reading Superman's mind."

"But why?" the Man of Steel asks.

"Why?" I ask, almost appalled. "Because I don't go running around screaming, 'OMG Clark Kent is a Kryptonian!' It's your secret to keep, and mine to tell. Learn. The difference. Further more, I only told you because of my rule: you share, I share. I thought it was only fair at the time."

"She's rebellious and insubordinate," Hawkgirl states. "I like her!"

"Yeah," Flash agrees. "When can we meet her in person?"

"Soon," Bruce decides. "I want her to get a better feel of working as a duo first, before she goes out with a bigger group."

"Fine by me," I shrug. I then sing, "Baby, it's fine by me/If you never leave/And we can live like this forever/It's fine by me..."

"You have a beautiful voice," I hear Diana softly compliment me.

I grin. "Oh, thank you. I've unknowingly dedicated most of my life to music."

"Well, maybe we could see you perform sometime."

A Cheshire-like grin spreads across my face when a fabulous idea comes to my mind. "Ohmygawd, I could put on a little recital for the League!" I squeal excitedly to Batman. "You could all stop by the mansion, 'cause we have the most gorgeous Steinway & Sons, and I could move it to the main hall and play some pieces for you. Wouldn't that be so much fun!"

The princess smiles, and she and the other Leaguers agree.

"Wait," Green Lantern interrupts the commotion, "how did you know about J'onn's telepathy abilities?"

"On my home planet, I met with several Martians who were visiting and they all had the same powers," I explain. "I also... went of the Batcomputer when he wasn't looking. It was still logged on, though, so it doesn't count as hacking."

TUESDAY, Nov. 15, 2011

So. Bruce's other ward, Dick Grayson, is returning today. I decide to go to the airport with Bruce. During the car ride, I start becoming nervous. What if he doesn't like me? What if he thinks I'm trying to steal his spot- in both Bruce's and Batman's lives? How jealous will he be once he finds out that I might make it into the League sooner than him?

Instant headache.

I fidget with the radio, my teal off-the-shoulder knit sweater, my dark-wash boot-cut jeans, anything to release the anticipation building up inside of me. I also update my Facebook status, and then fire a text to Zoey.

ME: Yo dawg (1)

ZOEY: Heyy sup

ME: Going 2 the airport 2 pick up Dick Grayson, B's other ward. Name = familiar, not sure from where tho

ZOEY: I wonder if he's cute

ME: Again, SO wrong!

ZOEY: Again, he's not MY adopted bro!

ME: Touche. Wats up w/ u?

ZOEY: Nuthin much. Skool, hw, etc. U?

ME: Nuthin rly. Tuesdays r so boring! Lolzzz (2)

"Who are you texting?" Bruce asks me.

"Zoey Martin, the girl coming to sleep over," I reply.

"Tell her I say hi and that I can't wait to meet her."

"'Kay." I fire the text after reading the one my friend just sent me.

ZOEY: Yeah. Random day, nuthin happens

ME: Uh huh. Btw Bruce says HI, can't wait 2 meet u

ZOEY: OMG OMG HI BRUCE UR HOT (o awksauce don't tell him I said that!)

So, of course, I show Bruce the message as he parks the silver Toyota. Laughing, he says, "But she told you not to show me the message."

I snicker. "What she doesn't know won't embarrass her. Maybe."

We climb out of the car and make our way to the luggage claim. We wait among the crowds of people (again, with the pointing and whispering!) for about four minutes before I spot a boy around my Earth-age (thirteen) with raven hair and deep azure eyes.

I raise my eyebrow. Now I know where he's from.

I smile as he, after spotting Bruce, dashes over and flings himself at the billionaire.

"Bruce!" he cries. "I missed you!"

"I missed you too," our guardian replies. "Dick, I want you to meet-"

"Andromeda Sims?" the boy finishes. His eyes widen as he shakes my hand. "Yeah, I remember from that show in Miami!"

"Ohmygosh I was totally wondering where that show was that I met you!"

"You guys already know each other?" Bruce cuts in.

"Well, not that well, but yeah," I answer. "It was about three years ago, one year before you took in Dick. Haly's Circus was having a show celebrating their centennial, so the main circus and all of its branches met in Miami and we all performed inside this humongous tent. My family and the Flying Graysons' performed together."

"That's where we first met. Didn't we also see each other when our parents decided that we should take a break from circus life?"

"Yeah. You went to Michigan, though, right?"

"Yeah."

"And I went across the continent to stay safe in Los Gatos. I mean, Detroit? Really?"

"We were in the safe part of Detroit!" my friend argues.

"There are safe parts in Detroit?" (3)

So, that was WAY overdue! Sorry for the long wait. I was SWAMPED with work! I'm also mad because it isn't as long as I would've liked it to be. :-\ Anyways, check out euphoriaofwords. She did a Harry Potter story and it's great! Also, I have an account on , under the same name. Check that out, too! :-)

(1) This is my typical text-greeting.

(2) "Lolzzz" is kinda like my text signature for "Lol." Just a little thing I do. :-)

(3) I went to Fresno with a hundred other kids as a school trip, and one of my friends was reading the hotel guidebook thingie, and she saw that it said "Quality Inn (where we stayed- DON'T EVER STAY HERE- the name is voted for "Most Misleading Title of the Millennium") is located in the safest part of Fresno." So, of course, she was all like, "There are safe parts in Fresno?"