Legacies Best Forgotten II

By: Malaizjan De Jesus

Author's Note: A fellow author (Reina Grayson) and I have been bouncing each other's OCs in the Batman Beyond series. Now eventually, it'll lead up to the final story: An Apprentice's Future. This was originally slated for my "Future" Saga that housed many of my OCs originally before she breathed new life into them and I altered them for one of Reina's fics. Now they are in the Batman Beyond series and I like the shift. So here's the list of fics we both did in regards to Terry and his new friends/heroes.

Batman's New Sidekick, By Reina Grayson

Meeting Your Family, By Reina Grayson

Meeting Your Family 2, By Reina Grayson

Legacies Best Forgotten, By Reina Grayson

Meeting Your Family 3, By Reina Grayson

Batman's Crush, By me

Batman's Crush II, By me

Batman's Crush III, By me

And now Legacies Best Forgotten II, By me

And thanks to Reina Grayson for helping me get some details out of the way. And for making the pic of the photon accelerator. Rated T for torture. And Jason's mouth.

Chapter 2

Red Bird moaned. Her whole body hurt. She moved her hands, only to hear the sound of metal.

That awoke Areina Greyson up. She felt metal around her neck. She shifted her body so she could assess her injuries. Red Bird's left hand throbbed and her head was swimming with pain. She looked down and saw that her belt was gone. The fire controlling partner of Batman slowly sat up, wincing. Her hands were shackled behind her. She was in a damp dungeon-looking room. She knew it was a damp by the smell. The door was one of those medieval-looking ones.

Areina grinned. One fireball should do it. She rolled herself so she could her hands in front of her. With that accomplished, she aimed her bound hands at the door.

Nothing happened.

Red Bird reached up to touch the collar around her neck. There was no way to get it off. Which meant her meta powers were being suppressed. Perfect.

The door flew open and a cloaked figure was thrown in. Drow's sadistic smile came through the bars on the door. "So Areina. It's good to see you again."

Crap. He knew. "Drow, you are so dead!" she shouted.

"I'd be more worried about your cousin." With a laugh that froze Red Bird's blood, Drow walked away from the door after he closed it.

Areina waited for the villain's footsteps to become faint before making her way over to the cloaked figure. She moved the hood away from the face-

Strong legs caught the fire meta around the waist and squeezed.

Areina gasped. She saw who was under that hood. "Meygan!" she hissed.

Pain-filled eyes met Red Bird's. "A…reina…" Meygan Greyson then coughed. A thin trickle of blood came out the corner of her mouth as she released her cousin.

Red Bird immediately sat Meygan up against the wall. "Meygan, you okay?"

Meygan nodded yes, then rolled her body to get her hands in front of her. "Where…are we?"

"I saw bits of Crime Alley," Red Bird admitted. But I didn't know which building."

Meygan undid the clasp to her cloak. "Take my cloak."

"No."

"Areina…it's not all that warm in here." Meygan took the cloak off her shoulders and with bound hands, draped the thick cloak around her cousin. "It'll keep you warm." Meygan resnapped the clasp and pulled up the hood.

"Thanks…" Areina could see that Meygan was bruised up. She had a nasty black bruise under her right eye. Her arm was around her ribs. "What about you?"

"I need the cold," Meygan murmured. She closed her eyes. She knew what she was in trouble; she was going to die…

Watchtower in space…

Terry moaned as he opened his eyes. He was in a world of pain. His face mask was gone and he noticed someone was standing next to him. When he tried to focus, he was dizzy.

"Terry?" Molly, the 11 year old healing wizard, had whisper, a golden glow still around her body. She was holding his hand.

"Molly?" Terry slowly sat up, with her assistance. He was still dizzy and his head hurt. "What happened?"

"Dad's hoping you can tell him." Molly looked so worried. She bit her bottom lip nervously.

Despite being sore, Terry Mc Ginnis looked around. "Oh no." His partner wasn't there. Red Bird. Neither was Rave. He popped off the bed and he steadied himself against the edge of the bed. "Molly, where's the team?"

"Prepping," she answered.

"Tell your brother we need everyone. Even the reserve team." Terry slowly made his way out of the Infirmary.

Terry Mc Ginnis was the new Batman. With Bruce guiding him, he was becoming what Bruce had once held so proudly of a title: The Dark Knight. A few months ago, he joined the Young Justice team and the kids were the next generation of the first team and the JL. Red Bird's mom was on the original team. So she was automatically on the new team. Molly was Rave's younger sister and on the reserve team.

The door slid open and the young Batman entered the conference room. The main team had gathered fast and were all there: Nightwing II (Rave and Molly's older brother), Aqualad II, Kid Flash II, SBP (Superboy Prime), Archeron and Syfon. Also, Nightwing I (Dick Greyson) and Lady Merline (Dick's immortal wife and Merlin's granddaughter) were there.

"Terry, what happened? Where are my niece and daughter!?" Serenity asked. She was worried, that much was obvious. But she was trying to stay calm.

Batman was ready to tell his side when he saw someone step out from behind the parents. She looked like Rave but her skin was dark red and she had small, pointy horns poking out of black curly hair. He was startled at first; that bat-a-rang was in his hand quick. But then he realized he saw her before, even though he hadn't formally met her. "Are you Demona?" he asked, the bat-a-rang gone.

"You are a good detective," Demona said, her voice deeper than Meygan's. "But call me Mona. How are you feeling?"

"Sore. But better. Where's Meygan and Areina?"

"I don't know about Areina but Meygan and I separated. She ran off to find her cousin. She told me to get you out of there."

"Terry, what happened?" Dick asked.

"It was a set up. And Meygan called it early. I should've listened…"

Bludhaven, 4 hours ago…

"What do you see?" Red Bird whispered into her comm from her perch in the rafters of the warehouse.

The intel from Watchtower showed a massive shipment of taser bullets were arriving in Bludhaven for a mob boss called The Mask. If those bullets hit the streets, hundreds would die.

So Terry (Batman), Areina (Red Bird) and Meygan (Rave) were there to make sure the shipment was destroyed and The Mask was taken into custody.

"Looks like the last crate is being loaded now," Batman said. He was in camouflage mode and had his optical sensors recoding the bust for the DA.

Rave was cloaked by the office upstairs. She could see The Mask talking but that's all. "The Mask is here. Can't see who he's talking to."

"Get closer," Terry urged.

"You get closer, I'm not invisible," Rave protested.

"I got movement. It looks stiff from up here. Near the trucks," Red Bird noted.

"Same here," Terry added.

"This doesn't feel right." Meygan felt the wrongness of the situation. The movement of all the thugs got her attention. But why? It dawned on her then.

Stiff?

"Abort, abort, abort! Get out!" Rave turned to fly away but she heard a popping noise behind her.

A thug was there, transforming, skin shredding to show metal beneath. "It's a trap!" Rave screamed into the comm link.

Areina flew down to help her cousin, a ring of fire surrounding her body. As soon as she landed, that ring of fire shot out, breaking when it hit Meygan and it took out the 'bot…

Demona chose that moment to interrupt Terry. "How about we just blow up the docks?"

Terry was dumbfounded. The younger members of the team present were chuckling. "And what if the girls are still there?"

"Uh…Oops?" she answered with a shrug.

Terry felt a headache coming on.

Back in Crime Alley…

Areina felt warm under the cloak as Meygan winced when she shift her sitting position. The older of the two was worried. "Meygan, you okay?"

"Sure." It came out a little breathless. The ribs were cracked; that she knew. She couldn't take a full breathe without her heart feeling like it was being stabbed. And without Demona, she actually felt cold. But she could deal with it-Areina couldn't. Her cousin's body temps always fell when her meta power was cut off. And Meygan had to save her.

Areina crawled over to Meygan and sat next to her. She heard the labored breathing. "Meygan, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," Meygan breathed.

"Stop saying that. I know you're not okay." Areina glared at her younger cousin.

"Fine. I took a few kicks to my ribs. I think one's broken." Meygan watched as Areina ran her fingers along her ribs for a few minutes. "Feels like two," Areia told her.

"Great. And Demona's gone." Meygan felt the temperature in the room drop again.

"They'll come for us. Promise." Then it came to Areina. "Demona's gone? Your demon side is gone?"

Meygan nodded. She hoped that Demona and Vincent could lead the rest of the team to Crime Alley…

Suddenly, they were shocked. The nodes within their collars sparked to life as the girls felt muscle-spasming pain. Neither girl could cry out.

The door opened and Stalker walked in, a small remote in his hands. He grinned as the girls seized before him.

Areina undid the clasp to the cloak, and left it behind as she crawled her way on her hands and knees to Stalker, despite the crippling pain. She grabbed the bottom of his jacket and pulled herself to her knees to get the remote from him. She could hear Meygan whimper.

Ian raised the remote about his head. "You'll have to try harder than that," he taunted.

Areina had to stop the Taser in the collar. So she pulled her arm back and with what strength she could muster, punched him where the sun didn't shine.

Stalker howled like a girl. But he had the presence of mind to hit the button again, upping the intensity of the Taser.

Areina fainted instantly. She couldn't fight the pain no more. Meygan had lost the same fight minutes ago.

There was someone chuckling behind him. Stalker glared behind him. "Stop laughing!" he yelled at Drow, clutching himself. But his voice was still high-pitched.

"Where do you want them?" Carter asked.

"The…water block…" Stalker was still in agony and clutching himself as he touched the remote button to stop the shocks. He then limped out.


Jason grinned as he walked up to his target. The security was a joke to someone like him. After 50 years, things tend to get boring. He stepped over the guard he just knocked out none too gently.

The floating tune-fork looking tube didn't seem to be much. The clear orange liquid was visible in the glass casing.

Jason failed to see a flowing black liquid coming from the vent in a corner. It wound its way over to Jason.

Red Hood deactivated the force field around the device. He was grinning. A slight slithering noise got his attention. He dodged a scythe-looking black liquid weapon and pulled his guns out. He turned around, guns raised.

Inque reformed to her human version. "Red Hood…this is a surprise."

"Inque. I love to chat, but my employer needs the accelerator."

"So does mine. Why don't you be a dear and let me get paid."

"Sorry. I like my money too." Jason watched Inque carefully. She wasn't the top espionage agent in the world for nothing. He heard the stories. She can rack up a body count too.

"Guess we're at an impasse," Inque commented.

"No we're not." Jason shot her. It can never be said that he didn't have guts.

**And that's it for now! What will happen to Jason, Meygan and Areina? And will Terry ever get use to Demona? Stay tuned to chapter 3! **