Disclaimer- . . . Why must you keep reminding me? Do you get some kind of twisted enjoyment out of this? I don't own YJ!

Okay, someone mentioned that they didn't get the last two lines of the chapter before this. What it basically means is that no one knows that Oliver Queen and Bruce Wayne know each other. That's why it's going to cause chaos . . . *evil smirk*

Note- You guys' guesses are good. ^-^ But sadly, I can't tell you if you're right or not. If I do, you'll stop reading this fanfic and that will make me sad. :(

Note 2- When a word is italicized when someone is saying it, it means it's in a foreign word. Example- "I love the smell of that hana!" (Hana- Japanese for flower)

Question- Are you guys okay with Roy's personality in this fanfic?

Question 2- Why didn't you answer my question in the chapter before this?

Chapter 10

Roy had spotted Dick at the edge of Gotham where he was currently gazing up at the stars, his face sad. Roy frowned. He didn't like that expression on Dick's face because he wouldn't talk about why he was sad.

Why is Dick so . . . secretive? I mean, I know that we've only know each other almost 83 years but to humans, that's a long time! Does he not trust me or something? Roy thought as he pulled up next to Dick's motorcycle.

Dick turned his head and smiled softly. "I trust you, Roy. It's just better if you don't know."

Roy glared at Dick. "I hate it when you do that!"

"Then don't leave your mind open for me to peek on," Dick teased, causing Roy's glare to heighten.

"I don't have that kind of control yet," Roy muttered, standing at Dick's side.

Dick smirked but said nothing about what Roy had said. "So did you do it?"

Roy shrugged. "No. I didn't feel like it."

"In other words, Oliver talked you out of it," Dick said, slipping his signature sunglasses on.

Roy shot Dick a glare which Dick ignored, walking back to his motorcycle.

"So did you make sure that you left a barrier around Oliver's house?" Dick asked Roy as they both got on their motocycles.

Roy blinked. "I was suppose to put a barrier up?"

"Of course! Did you really think that they'll leave Oliver alone?" Dick asked Roy who was starting to look guilty.

" . . . No," Roy muttered, slipping his helment on.

Dick groaned. "Sometimes I wonder if your brain works. Anyway, now we have to go back to put up a barrier and then we'll be able to leave."

Roy shot Dick yet ANOTHER glare and followed Dick back to Oliver's home.

But they would be too late.

Way too late . . .

_Mysterious POV_

"So is it time, Master?"

"Yes . . . My son and his friend have left their human friends unprotected which enables us to gather some leverage."

"Leverage for what, Master?"

"For the pendant."

"The Varcolac Pendant, Master?"

"Yes."

"But, Master, he would rather die than-"

"Oh but he's already dead, now isn't he?"

"Yes, Master but are you sure that he will give it up?"

"Yes. He wouldn't want his precious human friends to die, now would he?"

"Of course, Master. Will you be going or are we sending the others?"

" . . . Send those pathetic beings. They can afford to die."

"As you wish, Master."

A/N- Short, I know but I wanted to get this published as soon as possible and I don't have a lot of time. Yes, I'm working on the newest chapter for "Running From the Past" and it'll be published sometime tonight. Please review! This was published on 2-3-12 with the length of 708 words.