The SECRET Training: Young Justice Seasons 1 & 2

***So this is how this short series will work. I have Season 1 on DVD. So I can write inserts for episodes so show Shadowcat's progression in the series. I am working on getting Season 2 eps so I can continue this. This is part of my SECRET Saga and is the second fic in the series. These inserts can be short or long and this fic will have random updates. I will even write 5 year gap episodes to tie in the first and second seasons. So if you like it or if you have a question, post it in a review and I will do my best to answer it. I may even pause the AU seasons just to answer a question. So sit back, get those Christmas presents ready and let's go! ***

EPISODE 3: WELCOME TO HAPPY HARBOR

July 18th

01:17 am

Stephanie heard the front door slam close and she jumped up, disturbing Isis, a cat that now belonged to her. She grabbed the whip on her nightstand and ran from her bedroom and down the hall, uncurling the whip as she went.

She was scared, heart thundering in her chest. Deathstroke had finally tracked her down and her brothers were not around. She had some training but nearly enough to handle an assassin hitman.

Shadowcat saw the intruder's shadow come closer and with a sudden burst of courage, she leaped out, snapping her whip at them. The person cried out and the coppery smell of blood filled the air. "STEPH!"

"Roy!?" She took a good look and realized she nailed her "brother" in the chest. "I'm so sorry!" She ran to get the first aid kit.

Speedy sat down on the leather couch, swearing as he held his chest. He couldn't believe that his "sister" nailed him like that. When it came to her mother's whip, her aim sucked.

Did she have to get right-now!?

Stephanie ran back in, kit in hand. "Take off your shirt."

Roy complied, even taking off his hat. "Why did you do that!?"

"I didn't know it was you. I thought it was Deathstroke."

"He would have shot you from 500 yards away," Roy told her.

"That's not comforting!" She had the peroxide-dipped q-tips in her hand when she turned to face him. Her eyes widened at his ripped body. She didn't know he was hiding such a fine body under those clothes. No wonder he hid it.

Roy sighed. He snatched those q-tips from her and treated the claw-like marks from the whip himself. "Got your full?" he asked, snarky.

"Sorry!" she blushed. "And what's your problem?"

"The Justice League gave Robin, Kid Flash and Aqualad a team. A covert team."

"I know. Dick and Wally told me about it the other day," she told him.

"They asked me in." He jerked as he touched a sore part of the injury.

Shadowcat sighed. "You refused." She knew Roy well enough that he would feel like it was a step backwards. And from what Dick and Wally told her, he was probably feeling like he was being rejected from the League. It was becoming an obsession to him.

"Of course I did!" The Junior Justice League is a joke!"

"Dick and Wally are on that team! I'd watch your words!" she warned him. "

"I'd watch your aim!" he fired back.

"I suck with a whip, I know. I was aiming for your shoulder," she explained.

"Just great! You need to learn to use that thing!"

"Are you going to teach me?" she asked him.

"Hell no! I don't even know how to use it!" Roy sighed. "Now, what am I going to do?" he asked rhetorically.

"Train me," she answered. "Dick and Wally have started."

"Besides that," Roy grumbled. "I could go solo…"

"Not in that costume," Stephanie chaste him.

"What do you mean?"

"If you go around in that thing all by yourself, then people will still think you are Green Arrow are still a team. If you are really serious about being solo, then you need something different."

"Like a costume change."

"Yeah. Show off your muscles. And change your hero name too. If you're going solo, a new name would help."

Roy nodded, agreeing with his "sister". Having a sister wasn't a bad thing after all.