I still don't own Young Justice or any of DC's awesome characters.

Sorry about the wait, guys, but I have not felt compelled to write this almost at all. I dunno, maybe just me being whiny.

Nonetheless, I'm going to finish it.

And to those of you waiting on the sequel of my other story, well, you're just gonna have to wait.

Anyway, enjoy!

In an hour, they were standing in front of the abandoned casino, Johnny Luck's. It was dark and dreary, the once neon sign hanging on by a single cable. The building loomed over them, challenging them to enter. It was seven o'clock now. That left five hours for them to rescue the League and if they knew the villains, it would take every second of those five hours.

"Superboy, what can you see?" Robin asked, looking towards the clone.

"No one. There's not a single person inside, but I think there's a TV screen," he responded blankly.

Robin walked to the door and slowly pushed it open. Conner had been right. There was a giant TV screen in the middle of the lobby. Static flickered on it, beckoning them closer. Initially hesitant, the teenagers glanced around warily, looking for any of the Joker's signature tricks that were, more often than not, rather lethal.

Yet, nothing jumped out at them with knifes and bullets didn't rip through the walls as they approached the screen. As soon as they were all standing in front of it, the Joker appeared again, still grinning sadistically.

"So glad the kiddies could make it!" He laughed, the horrible screeching filling the room and the ears of the teens. "We've got a game to play and you're the stars!" Frowns deepened on their faces. "Let's play a game." The smirk on his face was not a pleasant sight.

"What do you want?" Artemis asked, glaring at the man.

In response, he cackled again. "Oh, dear! Didn't you hear me, silly girl? We're going to play a game. It's called hide and seek." That did not sound good to anyone on the Team. "There are one hundred bombs on the Watchtower. Likewise, there are one hundred bombs around Gotham. The ones in the Watchtower go off at midnight, same for those in Gotham. It's your job to track them. They're directly connected. So, diffuse a bomb here, one up there gets diffused. Easy, right? Here's the catch. There are a few extra, special bombs in Gotham, twenty to be exact. Those go off at midnight, too. And don't bring any friends. I'll know." He tapped a finger against his green-haired head. "Have fun!" And suddenly, he was gone again.

"One hundred twenty bombs," Kaldur said, eyes wide.

"All set to go off at the same time," Wally continued, a similar expression on his face.

"We need to get going, then," Robin said, already heading out the door. "Split up. Radio me if you need help or need to know how to diffuse a bomb. Conner, keep us updated if you see any bombs."

With a nod, everyone was off.

"I've got one," Robin said, already opening the device. There were purple, red, white, and black wires. Great. He thought sarcastically. Red, black, white, then purple. He sighed as he finished clipping the wires, glad that no explosion followed.

"Guys, cut the wires in this order," he said over the comm link. "Red, black, white, then purple. Got it?" After he received the answers, he was off again, looking for more bombs.

A minute later, Wally had found a bomb. He'd defused it in a matter of seconds and was off again. This continued for some time before Robin radioed them all again.

"How many have you guys diffused?"

"I've done 15," Wally said.

"13 over here," Artemis responded.

"Seven for me," M'gann said.

"14," Conner said.

"11," Kaldur said.

"Okay, 17 down here. That means we still have fifty-three left." He glanced at the clock tower he was passing. "And less than two hours to diffuse them all. Go!"

And just like that, they were off again, more frantic this time. A few bombs each later, they heard static over their comm link, soon followed by the Joker's cackle.

"Well done, kiddos! All of the bombs aboard the Watchtower are diffused," They breathed a small sigh of relief. "Except one." Every face turned to a scowl. "Now this a very special bomb! It's right in the middle of the satellite and the biggest one of all. If it goes off, say goodbye to the Justice League!" He cackled again. "Of course, you still have the other twenty bombs, specially made for you kids, too! Tic toc!" Static returned for a second before their comm link went back to normal.

"Great," they heard Artemis say before they headed off again.