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Tim POV
"Well, now we know about the impulse." I muttered, glaring at the red head.
"Impulse? Sounds so crash! Catchy, dramatic, one word. Like Nightwing and Osprey! Hey, how did you get that name anyways? The history books never said." He asked, a stupid grin spread over his face like he couldn't be any happier.
"It's a bird of prey's name. Why else would I pick it?" I growled.
Really, it was more than that. During one point of my training with Ra's, the Drake's finally decided to bring me with them, though I didn't want to go with them. I thought that my training with Ra's, Talia, and Slade would be over if I left. However, they proved me wrong.
Flashback
"There is a few masters that can teach you on your trip. Though, since your going to France, I recommend you go to Lady Shiva first. She's a good teacher." Slade said as I started packing my weapons into a bag to take.
"Really? What does she specialize in?" I asked curiously as I put a bag of bombs in a hidden pocket.
"Killing her targets with her bare hands. I think she'll like you. Make sure not to get killed." Slade said with a smirk.
"Now why would I let myself get killed? I still have to get my revenge after all." I said, zipping up my bag before leaving.
Flashback
After Slade told me that, I had planned on meeting Lady Shiva, though she found me by accident. She offered to train me, and also teach me how to use 2 specific weapons. I had chosen the bo-staff and knives. A weird combination, but it worked, and that's all that mattered.
At the end of my training, Shiva told me how I was like an Osprey. A bird of prey always hunting, never giving in. I had to admit, I liked the name myself. But I wouldn't tell this guy that.
"Oh, not as crash as I thought, but who cares!" The kid said before running at a speed I thought only Flash had out of the building.
"How can he move that fast?" I asked Nightwing after putting my bo-staff away that I had taken out moments before.
"No clue, but this place was remodeled to hold Flash just in case there was another incident where the League was taken over. Mountain, commence lockdown." Nightwing said with a serious face that, once again, didn't belong on his face. Wait, why did I care if he was acting too serious for being himself? It's not like he was actually there all the years I was getting beat up by the Drake's. So why did I care if he didn't?
Before I could think on it anymore, a loud thump echoed throughout the Mountain, letting us know that the guy was still in the Mountain. "Think he'll run back in soon?" I asked.
"Probably." Nightwing said with a smirk. Well, at least that look suited his face better.
Seconds later, the same red head ran right back into the debriefing room. "So, can you guys unlock the door to the Mountain? Because, I really need to go." he said impatiently.
"How about you tell us who you are and why your here, and we'll think about it." Nightwing said, putting his hand on Bart's shoulder to lead him to sit on a table.
"So why are you here?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.
"Tourist from the future!" He said, smiling brightly. Ugh, I thought only Nightwing could smile that bright.
"Why would someone from the future, come here? Last time I checked, there was this thing called time disruption. If you mess up time, we're all screwed. A the government just lets you do that in the future?" I asked suspiciously.
Something weird went past his eyes, like something I said hit too close to home. But what was I said? "Yeah, I mean, as long as I don't mess with history, everything's all good, you know?" Impulse said with a shrug.
"Right." Nightwing said, not believing him. He walked away, leaving me with the hyperactive teenager. Great, just great.
"Really, I'm telling the truth! And besides, we should all be friends. I'm one of you guys, ya know, apart of the heroic legacy thing. My name's Bart Allen, grandson of Barry Allen, you know, the Flash." Bart said, trying to convince us.
"Yeah, right." I said, shaking my head.
"What's not to believe? I have his speed, his amazing good looks (which, yes, the Flash is amazingly hot[not as hot as Batman and the Robins, though]), frankly I can't wait to meet him... Ya know, in his prime." Bart said, correcting himself at the end. What was this guy hiding?
I looked him over, and I had to admit, there was a resemblance. Iris's red hair, same skin tone as the Flash, definitely the same speed. He could be telling the truth. The partial truth, anyways. "Well Bart, coming all the way from the future, you must have worked up a thirst." Nightwing said, walking back in with a cup of water. Seriously? Seriously? He left to get the guy that invaded the Young Justice HQ a glass of water. You have got to be kidding me.
"Thanks." Bart said taking the glass and sipping it before his eyes widening with realization.
"Wait, I know what you're doing. Your trying to get a DNA sample, you need my spit. That's such a Dick Grayson thing to do." He said with a grin, then spit into the cup and gave it back to Nightwing. Gross. And wait, he knows Nightwing's secret ID?
"How do you know that?" Nightwing asked, glaring at me.
He grinned and said, "I'm from the future, of course I know. Just like his name is-!"
I slapped a hand over his mouth quickly, surprising both Bart and Nightwing. "I like my secret ID to stay secret." I said, glaring at the red head before pulling my hand back. That moron, he almost blew my secret ID!
"That secret ID thing is so retro. But, fine." Bart said with a grin, like he knew something. Which, he might. If he's really from the future and knows our names, than what else does he know?
Before I could ask, the computer announced, "Malcom Duncan A-01"
"Sounds like a door opening. That's my cue." Bart said before running out of the Mountain at top speed. Which was very fast.
"Well, he can't sit still like every single speedster alive, so he might be telling the truth." I muttered.
"True, but we can get a blood test done, after I tell Flash to get him." Nightwing said, bringing up the computer.
"How can you tell Flash to get Bart when we don't even know where he is?" I asked, honestly curious. Nightwing actually looked like he knew what he was doing, which made me wonder if he actually did.
"A tracer of course." Nightwing said with a smile as his signal appeared on the screen.
"How would you get a tracer on him? It will fall off at his speed." I said with an amused smile.
"He drank it, it can't fall off." Nightwing said with a smirk.
I looked at the glass of water and smirked. "Subcutanise (sorry if I spelled this word wrong) micro tracker in his water, nice." I said, trying to cover up my awkwardness that I felt on the inside. Why did I just compliment him? It made no sense, sure it was a good move, but I have seen better... So why do I feel impressed, and... proud?
Actually, the last time I remember feeling proud for someone else like this, was when I was 4... When we practiced that morning we met Tony Zucco. When Dick practiced his acrobatic moves and helped me, and... he made me feel proud to call him my older brother. But why would I feel that now? "Thanks. Looks like he's going straight to Central City. I'm going to make a call." Nightwing said, pulling out his phone and started talking to someone.
I used that moment to walk out of the cave, making sure to get pass Mal unseen. I had 2 hours to get to the closest Light headquarter and report in, and I needed to think before I did.
What is wrong with me? That was the thought that ran through my head as I made my way unseen to Black Manta's ship that was docked at a Gotham Port for now. It was just a temporary stop until he got all his supplies, but I had been told to check in there this week instead of through the computer in the theater. Why, not sure, but it did give me the opportunity to chew out Black Manta for lying to me face to face.
"Welcome to my ship, Osprey." Black Manta said, meeting me at the entrance.
"Good to be here." I said with a nod.
"The meeting room for the Light on my ship is at the very back of this hall with a sign on the door saying meeting. You can't miss it. Now if you'll excuse me, I must attend to business. I will be in the meeting shortly." Black Manta said before walking away to another corridor.
I nodded and started to walk down the hall to get to the meeting room. Of course, even something as simple as that had to be messed up by fate. "I'm just wondering where you go when you're not here. I mean, your history with the Young Justice team makes you suspicious, how do we know your not secretly working for them still?" A minion of Black Manta's asked Kaldur as they walked down the hall, Kaldur looking nervous only in his eyes.
Really, the chance of Kaldur being a spy for Nightwing was high, and I was sure he was working for the team leader, but... "Is there a problem?" I asked when they walked next to me.
"Nothing that concerns you. What are you even doing on this ship?" The minion asked with a scowl in his voice. Really, this guy should learn to read the files, because, as the youngest person to join the Light, I had a rank higher than minion. And I got my rank for a good reason.
"Meeting with the Light bosses of course. But you wouldn't know that since you probably just joined Black Manta's group. And at least I'm not a lowly minion." I said with a smirk as the minion walked away mumbling curses.
"Thank you, not many believe my trust to the Light." Kaldur said with a respectful nod.
"You know, you really shouldn't let minions talk to you like that. They tend to get inflated sense of self when you let them talk you down. Don't let it happen again." I said before walking to the Meeting room quickly. Why had I done that?
I pushed open the Meeting door and looked around at the face of the Light. "Good to see you again, Timothy. What do you have to report?" Ra's asked immediately.
"There is a new speedster, Bart Allen. Apparently he came from the future as a tourist. If all of this is true, I'm not sure since he just appeared before I left, but he has the speed of the Flash and a hero name, Impulse. Not sure if he poses a threat or not. Also, the League has officially left to go to an outer space court to clear their names. Besides that, there is nothing new with the team to report. Though, I am wondering why you lied to me." I said, glaring at them all.
"Lied?" Lex asked.
"Yes, lied. You told me that the kryolotains were nonsense and that I had to get rid of them. What you didn't tell me is that Black Manta, a Light leader, was helping them." I said, making sure to keep my voice level.
"That's right, you were on the team that destroyed that base, weren't you?" Queen Bee asked with a smirk.
"Yes, he was. And while I realize it was for the mission, did you really have to break my guard's bones? Nearly all of them are too scared to see you now that you have beaten them so much." Black Manta said, walking in.
"Yes, yes I did. It's part of my fighting style. If I did anything different, Batman or Nightwing would have caught on. Besides, if your guards can't handle fighting a 14-year-old boy than there must be an issue." I said, turning to him.
"Or, your just extremely talented in a fight. Either way, we did not lie. The kryolotains are a nonsense. But, we used them to gain the trust of another ally. The Reach." Savage said with an amused smirk.
He pulled up a picture of 3 people, one of them very familiar. "The Ambassador of the Reach has agreed to an alliance with us. The other Reach, is a scientist who will be studying the humans we will bring them." Ra's explained.
"The one with the black armor, who's he? The tech design looks exactly like Blue Beetles." I said, narrowing my eyes.
"That's because, as we have recently learned, Blue Beetle is apart of the Reach. Well, the armor is anyways. Jaime is another story. We're not sure exactly what is happened with the Reach's armor, but it isn't working like it should. No matter, we can discuss this when the Reach Ambassador comes here himself. Anything else?" Lex asked.
I thought back to Kaldur being a spy. I knew Kaldur was one, the signs he showed like nervousness in the hall, Nightwing's signs back at the mission at the kyrolotain base, both suggested that he was a spy. And I trusted those signs, but...
"Nothing. There is nothing else." I said.
"Good." Ra's said, then glanced at something on his screen with alarm.
"You said there was a new speedster, correct?" Ra's asked.
"Yes, Bart Allen, grandson of the Flash." I said with a nod.
"Was this him?" Ra's asked, pulling up two screen for all of us to see.
There was one with a picture of Impulse talking to Kid Flash, who I thought was in retirement, and Flash. The other screen was of what was happening right now.
A man in the middle releasing energy waves was being surrounded by the speedsters as they all ran around him. Kid Flash, the yellow streak, was in the middle being lapped by Impulse and Flash who were on both sides of him. Except... he flickered for a second. Like, he faded out of existence for one quick second. I looked at the other reactions, only to see there were none. No one else saw it.
We watched the rest of the video, and then saw Impulse cure Neutron after his second outburst of energy. "It seems like he will be a problem." Savage noted.
"Typical speedster. He hasn't even been here for one full day and he's already a problem." I muttered.
"Yes, it would seem so. Keep an eye on him as long as he's here. If he doesn't go back, than make sure he doesn't cause anymore trouble." Ra's said.
"Yes, Master. Is there anything else?" I asked, just to be sure.
"Keep an eye on Blue Beetle, as well. That will be all." Savage said before ending the meeting. I turned to leave, and met with Kaldur's chest when I opened the door.
"Excuse me." I said, walking past him to leave the ship.
I walked out of the entrance and watched the ship dive into Gotham's harbor right after.
"Why is my life so complicated?" I mumbled, walking back home. Of course, that was the question I've been asking since I was adopted by the Drake's, so I didn't expect an answer anytime soon. But it seems like I got one.
Nightwing POV
I walked into the Batcave through the Zeta tube and sighed. "Is there a problem, Master Richard?" Alfred asked, appearing behind me.
"It's nothing, Alfred." I said, straining a smile. Weird thing is, Osprey always frowned when I had to strain a smile.
"Than there won't be a problem telling me the problem, then." Alfred said with a raised eyebrow.
I sighed again and leaned against a cave wall. "You remember how I talked about having a little brother at the circus who was adopted with the Drake's?" I asked.
"I recall you telling us about him." Alfred said with a small frown as he remembered the event.
I remembered it too, too well though. I remembered calling the Drake's number and hearing them tell me Tim never wanted to see my face again. Of course, I insisted to talk to Tim, but they said he didn't even want to speak to me. I cried the entire night after that, and Bruce couldn't even get me to calm down till the next day.
"I think he might be the new member Osprey on the Young Justice Team." I said awkwardly.
"Does he know who you are?" Alfred asked concerned.
"Yes, now that Bart said it to him. But he didn't look too shocked at my name, more like he was shocked Bart knew. Alfred, do you think maybe the Drake's were lying on the phone? We all know they aren't nice people." I asked hopefully and grimly. Because if they lied about Tim not wanting to see me, there had to be a reason. What did they do to my baby brother?
"Perhaps, it wouldn't shock me. But if you really want to learn if Osprey is your brother, I think it's best if you talk to him yourself." Alfred said wisely.
"Yeah, your probably right. But with everything going on, there isn't much time to just talk." I said.
"You'll figure it out, Master Richard. You always do." Alfred said with a gentle smile.
"Yeah, thanks Alfred." I said with a smile, walking towards the stairs. Now I just had to figure out a way to spend one on one time with Osprey to learn if he was really Timmy. For some reason, I was dreading and anxious for the answer. I just hope everything worked out. After 10 years after our parents death and living with people like the Drake's, who knows what hell he's been through?
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