A/N: Happy April Fools Day! Although I seriously thought it was a cruel joke when I checked the amount of reviews today. Holy amazing viewers, Batman! We only need 3 more to make it to freaking 100! Oh my, arshgrsh I can't even...you all rock. Each and every single one of you who faved, alerted, and especially those who reviewed deserve a hug. Not just any hug, though. A Red Arrow hug. And we all know that's the best kind! :)

Don't forget to review and make this a 100 review fic, my lovelies. And don't hesitate to ask me any questions, either. After all, there are no stupid questions (just stupid people). That about sums it up. Read on!

"Hello?" I called out, stumbling over my feet as I walked across a desert in the middle of nowhere. I had absolutely no idea where I was, what I was doing here, or why I was dressed like this. What had happened to my bodysuit? "Anyone? Hello?"

I noticed a cloud of sand rise up in the distance, and squinted my eyes as I walked towards it. Maybe whatever it was would be able to tell me what's going on. Loud voices began to shout to each other in a language I've never heard before as a large jeep began to drive towards me. There were three men inside of it, two holding guns while the third drove. Once they caught sight of me, they automatically pointed their guns and started to fire.

"Shit!" Dodging bullets as they hit the sand behind me, I sprinted towards a rocky mountain formation to my left and climbed upwards as fast as possible. Panting, dehydrated and tired, I peered over the side of the cliff and saw them drive by, barely paying my spot any heed. I let out a sigh of relief and slumped over, hitting the rocky ground with a thud as I caught my breath.

"Echo?" a voice said from above me, and I opened my eyes to see a masked face peering down at me. "What are you doing here?"

"Robin?" Grinning, I threw my arms around him and held him close. "You don't know how happy I am to see you."

"Yeah...okay," he slowly pushed me away after hugging back for a second. "Two questions, though. One, what are you wearing? And two, why were Bialyan Naval Officers chasing you in a land rover?"

I glanced down at the bustier and tights I was wearing and crossed my arms, shrugging. "No clue. I've got a question: what are Bialyans doing in..." He showed me the map from his watch. "Bialya?"

"Better question: what are we doing in Bialya?"

I caught sight of the date below his map, and my heart froze, "Whoa whoa whoa wait, it's September? What the hell happened to March?"

He reached his finger toward his comlink in his ear, "I better radio Batman."

A flash of Batman telling me something went through my head, and I grabbed his arm before he could. "Bats said to maintain radio silence at all times."

"...Or not." Robin sighed, glancing over the edge of the cliff before flipping off, landing gracefully on his feet below. I followed, with much less grandeur, stumbling a little before catching myself on a rock below. When I turned around, he was holding a torn piece of black cloth in his hands.

"What's that?" I asked, peering over his shoulder, before noticing a large red Superman symbol on it. "The Boyscout's here?"

"I don't think so. This doesn't look like his uniform."

"So that means...?"

"An impostor."

"Regardless," I spoke after a few moments of silence as we let his sentence sink in. "We're going to need to find shelter or something, because I have a feeling that there's more angry Bialyans where that came from."

"I don't know why I put a GPS marker here," Robin whispered as we ran across the sandy land that was Bialya. Thankfully, my new costume gave me taller boots, and I didn't get any sand in my shoes like I used to. Glancing up, I saw that there was a large case of some sort placed not too far from where we were. Robin grabbed my arm and yanked me down behind a sand dune. "Huh, guessing that's why."

"Well, let's go check it out!" I replied, leaping into the clearing. Robin was right behind me, and began to walk towards the box when a ton of guys dressed in Bialyan uniforms lifted out of the sand. "What the...? Where the hell did they come from?"

One man shouted something in Bialyan, and the lot of them charged at us on all sides. Robin threw down a smoke bomb, kicking up sand and giving us enough time to take out the men without them shooting at us. I grinned, spinning and delivering a roundhouse kick to one man's jaw before screaming at a group of them. They clutched their ears, dropping to their knees as Robin shot ropes at them. He flipped over one's shoulder and twisted around, hitting two others with his feet in the process. I helped him up, thinking we were done as the smoke cleared, but flipped backwards as bullets rained down on us.

"I'll hold that," a voice said as a blur of grey and red zoomed around the Bialyans. "Thanks!" I squinted through the dark to see Kid Flash standing there with a cheeky grin, holding the five guns. He ran at one man while Robin and I sprinted towards the others, kicking two in the chest. Kid dealt with one more, and we spun around to see the remaining two fly back with an invisible force.

"What was that?" I shrieked, and Robin pointed up to the sky, where a green skinned girl wearing a similar costume to Martian Manhunter materialized out of nowhere. Something whizzed past my ear, making the three of us turn to see a green arrow expand into a rope and wrapped around a fleeing Bialyan's legs. A blonde girl wearing a green costume that reminded me of Green Arrow's smirked, putting down her bow before walking down the dune to meet us.

"KF!" Robin grinned, clasping Kid Flash's hand. "Man it's good to see a familiar face!"

"Hey Rob – and Echo! Loving the costume," he winked, and I flipped him off. "Memory loss?"

"Six months!" Robin groaned. "Let's hogtie these creeps and compare notes."

"You're saying we," I gestured to the five of us together as we listened to Miss Martian, Manhunter's apparent neice. "We're a team?"

"The five of us and Superboy," she explained.

"Than this must be his," Robin said, holding up the cloth that we had found.

"Yes! Did you see him?"

"Just his shirt..." I trailed off, confusedly. What had happened to him?

"I think we did!" the Green Arrow look-alike, Artemis, gasped.

"Feral boy?" Kid Flash asked. "Some teammate. He tried to attack us."

"He didn't know who we are. I don't know who we are."

Robin sighed, shaking his head. "I remember Batman commanding radio silence. The team must work for him!"

"How do you know we don't work for my mentor?" Kid began indignantly, tapping the symbol on his chest. His costume changed from black to yellow, making him gasp. He grinned, pressing the button. Curious, Artemis and Robin copied him, but to no avail.

"We look ridiculous!" Artemis growled, before turning on KF. "Quit touching yourself!" I snorted, biting my fist to stop the peals of laughter from leaking through. "Ugh, we need our memories back."

A flash of white blinded me for a moment, and suddenly the four of us were standing in a completely different area. Swirls of colors surrounded us, including small clips of what appeared to be memories flicking in and out. A white form appeared in front of us before the mass took shape to reveal Miss Martian.

"I've brought you into my mind to share what I've remembered so far," she said. "But I need your help. Together, our broken memories can form a whole if you open your minds to mine."

"You want to paw through our private thoughts?" Artemis glared, crossing her arms.

"I have no wish to intrude, but –"

"You need to hack our minds to figure out what happened to us, got it," Robin cut across her with a smirk. "Go."

"My brain's all yours," KF grinned. "Try not to let it's brilliance overwhelm you."

"Or underwhelm you," the boy wonder added. "Hey, why isn't anyone ever just whelmed?"

"Because it isn't a word, Birdbrain," I smirked, crossing my arms. My eyes widened and I put a hand to my head. "Whoa, deja-vu."

Artemis, throughout this entire exchange, seemed to be having an internal battle. She was obviously having doubts about having Miss Martian rifling through her head like a file cabinet, as was I. It wasn't until Kid Flash stepped forward and took her hand did she finally speak. "Last six months only," she complied. "And only what you need."

"Echo?" the Martian girl spoke, turning to me for my input.

I sighed, shaking my head. "The same goes for me, Green Girl. I don't want you tampering with things I've got locked away, got it?"

She nodded, looking relieved, and closed her eyes as she raised her arms. Four glowing arms shot out of her body and clasped onto our foreheads. Flashes of fast-forwarded images ran through my head as I began to realize what was going on.

"The Watchtower detected an immense power surge in the Bialyan desert," Batman said, gesturing to a holographic map of Bialya behind him. "Spectral analyses revelaed elements non-terrestrial in origin. Find out what happened to that sight, what landed there."

A frame of the group of us standing there made me gasp. The memory seemed to be in Robin's point of view, with me, Miss Martian, Kid Flash, Artemis, and one I recognized as Superboy standing there.

"Bialya is a rogue state," Batman continued, the image changing from the map to a picture of a woman. "Ruled by Queen Bee, and not a member of the League's UN charter. All communications are subject to interception, and maintain radio silence at all times."

The memory changed settings back to the desert, with Robin looking through his binoculars. Superboy was hauling a crate down a dune while I walked around with my hands pressed to my temples in an effort to sense anyone trying to ambush us. "All clear," memory-Robin said, before a flash of light ended the memory.

"The Bialyans control the sight," Artemis said with the four of us - KF, Robin, Artemis, and I – in view as we crept over the side of a cliff and spied on a camp below.

"What do we do now?" I whispered, turning around to address an unknown person.

I didn't receive my answer, as the memory switched again to Superboy. A voice I didn't recognize spoke from where none of us could see.

"Set up here," he said, and Superboy nodded, unstrapping the large box from his shoulders. It was the same case that Robin and I had come across not too long ago. He twisted the nob on the side and the machine expanded into what looked like a computer-type-thing.

Robin walked forward and knelt down in front of the small screen on the side and began to tap away on the keyboard. "We'll be up and running in no time," he said, with KF peering over his shoulder.

"Jackpot!" the redhead grinned, putting his hands on his hips. "The site's lousy with zeta-beam radiation."

"I'm detecting the non-terrestrial trace elements from the tent."

"I'll go check it out in camouflage mode," Miss Martian said, pulling up her hood.

"Good idea," the voice I didn't recognize said. "Go."

"Be careful," Superboy advised, talking to M'gann. She finally looked over and we saw a dark-skinned male in front of us.

"And maintain telepathic contact," he added.

"I will, Aqualad."

"Aqualad!" we all gasped in unison as the memories finally linked together. "Where is he?" Robin asked. "What happened next?"

"I don't know!" M'gann frowned. "That's the last thing I – we remember."

"We landed over 24 hours ago," Kid Flash began, and I noticed that he and Artemis were no longer holding hands. "If Kaldur's been wandering the desert for that long, well...it's not good for a guy with gills." That was when the full reality of the situation hit us all. If we didn't find Kaldur, and soon, he could very well die out here.

"Now that I know to look for him..." Robin trailed off, pulling up the map again. A red blinking dot appeared close to where I knew we were. "He's close! But he's not moving."

"Then we need to get going," I muttered, sprinting in the direction that the map depicted. The others followed close behind, until we skidded to a stop at a rocky valley, where Aqualad lied, unmoving. Without an incentive from the team, I slid down the side and knelt beside him. I quickly pressed my fingers to his kneck, under his gills, to feel his pulse. He had one, thank god, but it was faint.

"Tula, lihs-soh-meh…ah-gah-pah-oh seh..." he mumbled, eyebrows furrowing.

"He's okay," I breathed, feeling a wave of relief washing over me. The team crowded around the two of us, and M'gann dropped to her knees in my place. "He's just unconscious."

"I can't restore his memories in this condition," M'gann frowned.

"He needs an immediate rehydration," Robin said. "Call the bioship."

"It's out of range." She turned to Wally. "But you can get him there fast.

He sighed, shaking his head. "He's too heavy, and I'm too low on fuel. Right now, I couldn't even carry her." Artemis pushed his hand away, scoffing.

"Why not just levitate him back?"

"I can't," she answered quickly, setting Aqualad back down on the ground, before standing up. "I have to find Superboy. Six months ago he didn't even exist. He has no memories, just animal impulse. I'm the only one who can help him."

"You're also the only one who can help Kaldur," I interjected angrily. How could she just leave at a time like this?

"Superboy's indistructable," Wally added. "Just ask those tanks. It's Aqualad who needs your help, like now."

"He'll die if you don't!"

She suddenly gasped, clutching her head. "No!" she shouted. "Superboy's in pain!" Before we had time to protest, she flew off.

"M'gann wait!" Artemis called, but it was already too late.

"We still don't know what erased our memories!" Robin shouted. "It could happen again!"

I let out a strangled groan and kicked a nearby boulder. "Well, this is just freaking peachy! Now what?"

"Now, we find the bioship," Robin sighed, already wrapping canvas around two poles to place Aqualad on. The four of us lifted him up and onto the cot and began to drag him. Robin led the way, a map to the bioship projected in front of him, while the three of us pulled Aqualad. That is, until a low rumbling made us stop.

"Over there!" Robin directed, and we quickly jumped behind a large rock. Dust kicked up as two landrovers drove past us.

"Tula...dih-na-meh-tha eh-tih ehn Atlantis sim-bih-oh-se..." Aqualad mumbled.

"Shh, Kaldur," Artemis whispered, placing a hand on his forehead. "Quiet now."

Robin and I peered over the side of the rock formation and saw at least six armed officers stalking across the terrain. "We can't risk a fire-fight with Aqualad KO-ed like this."

"Ugh, it's not just him," Kid panted. "I'm way out of juice."

"Echo, c'mon." Robin gestured over his shoulder for me to follow him, and we sprinted along rocks around the officers. He quickly produced three exploding disks, the motion-sensing kind, and placed them on the ground out of their sight. I followed his lead and stuck my own onto the sides of the rocks surrounding the area. We continued until we were almost out of disks, and began to run back to the others once footsteps approached.

"I forgot how truly annoying you are," Artemis rolled her eyes, just as Robin and I vaulted over the rock and landed beside Kaldur.

"Yeesh," Robin groaned. "Get a room!"

"Dude!" Kid exclaimed, glaring at us. "Where were you guys?"

"Oh, you know," I began, leaning back against the rock and lacing my fingers behind my neck. "Breaking radio silence."

Robin's childish laughter echoed everywhere and a loud explosion racked the area. Smoke billowed over our heads and we jumped to our feet. "That's our cue," Robin said, and we quickly grabbed the cot. "Move!"

"Where's the bioship?" I asked, keeping up with his pace while we sprinted across the desert.

"The Bialyan-Quarac border," he answered, checking the map. "It's not too far from here. Just a couple more...there!" My eyes followed his hand and saw a blurry fog on the ground. As we approached, the bioship turned around and returned to its normal, red form, and dropped it's hatch. We quickly moved Aqualad inside and one of the seats morphed into a bed.

I rummaged around in the bag we kept full of first aid items and produced an IV drip bag and collapsible pole. Artemis held Kaldur's wrist for me while I slid the needle in and taped it over. He jolted slightly, but quickly went back to being inert. Artemis grabbed a cloth from me and used it to wipe his forehead.

The two of us continued to watch over him like that for the next half an hour, until M'gann's voice echoed throughout our heads. "Hey everybody!" she greeted, sounding incredibly happy. "I've got Superboy! He's back to normal and we're on our way!"

Aqualad suddenly shot up, the cloth falling off of his head, and his eyes widened at the sight of Artemis. "Who are you?" he demanded, moving to get out of the bed, but she gently pushed him back down. "And how did you get inside my head?"

"Hello Megan!" Miss Martian gasped. "Aqualad's memories! I knew I forgot something!"

"Aw man, me too," Wally groaned. "I didn't get a souvenir from the mission!"

"Don't worry, we've got the souvenir thing covered."

And that is the story of how we got a giant, robotic ball for a team mascot.