Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice. Or any references. Blah, blah, blah…

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Mist: Ok, I'm finally back from my camping trip! And back in school…

Whistle: Mist's upset cause some jerk was bothering her this morning.

Mist: they just won't leave me alone… Oh well, you didn't come here to hear me rant about bullies. This is the next chapter.

Whistle: And don't worry, it wont be as traumatic as the last one.

Mist: I hope you all enjoy this! I missed you all!

Whistle: Read away!

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Chapter 15: I hate reunions!

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{A few hours after the previous chapters end}

(Wally/Blitz's POV)

"So, Blitz. What did Pied Piper want to talk to you about earlier?" Trickster asked me from the tree he was currently sitting in.

I looked up from my binoculars and up at him. "I don't really remember," I confessed. "The whole conversation is a blur, and I think I fell asleep on him at the end- literally. Must have been sleepier than I thought."

Trickster giggled at me. "I know what you mean," he said. "I sometimes fall asleep while talking to him too. It must be all the big words he uses. He doesn't seem to mind all that much though. I think it makes him feel smart or something."

I nodded in agreement before turning my attention back to my binoculars.

Trickster and I had been assigned to stakeout Star Labs to check for an opening. I don't really understand all the points for the mission though. I'm still feeling a little out of it. I don't want to worry the others so I'll just stick close to Trickster until Pied Piper tells me to do something. It's easier that way.

I still have no idea how I ever managed to do anything before Pied Piper. I'm surprised I didn't manage to get myself killed.

"You seem a little off," Trickster pointed out worriedly. "Are you feeling alright?"

"I'm fine," I lied.

Trickster pouted, looking unconvinced. "If you say so," he told me, giving me a look that said he was going to be keeping a very close eye on me.

I rolled my eyes before turning my attention again to the building in front of me.

For a big shot laboratory they had a severe lack of guards. This is unnerving. I can't shake the feeling we're being led into a trap.

With this in mind, I turned on my three-way radio we were using to keep in contact. It wasn't as reliable as Miss. Martian's telepathy, but we worked with what we had.

"Pied Piper?" I tried to get his attention.

There was a crackle of static as he answered. "Yes?" he said. "Is something wrong, Blitz?"

"I think this is a trap," I told him, looking around nervously, silently expecting to be attacked. "This lack of guards isn't normal. I think we should head back."

Pied Piper laughed at me, the static making it sound almost demonic. "Don't be scared," he told me. "I already know this is a trap."

"What?" Trickster asked from the treetops.

"Then why the hell did you bring us here?" I snapped at him. For the first time I wondered if it was such a good idea to trust his judgment.

He laughed at our reactions. "You two worry too much," he chuckled. "Yes, I knew this was a trap. But it's one we can handle easily, so long as Blitz doesn't do something stupid."

"Hey!" I snapped at him. "The hell is that supposed to mean?"

"I didn't mean it like that," he sighed, sounding annoyed. "You see. This is a test for you, as much as it is an important mission."

This confused me greatly. "What do you mean?" I asked him curiously.

"They knew we were coming, because I constantly dropped hints to Flash a few days ago," he explained, a confident tone in his voice. "Originally, I planned for you to confront the Flash again, to test your loyalty. Then I heard Flash was out of town and I grew disappointed. But then I figured he wouldn't leave Star Labs unprotected, so I dug up a bit to find out who was here instead. And this is an even better test than I ever could have hoped for…"

"Who's here?" I asked him worriedly, even though I already knew whom he was talking about…

I could almost hear his smirk. "Your old team, of course," he told me smugly.

"Ha!" Trickster laughed. "Now you can show off your skills to those losers!"

I felt my eyes widen in horror as they spoke. I always knew one day I'd have to fight against my old team, but… I just didn't think it would happen so soon. I don't think I'm ready…

"This isn't going to be a problem for you, is it?" Pied Piper asked me, a challenging tone in his voice.

I was too scared to challenge him…

I gulped. "I-I don't think I'm ready to fight them yet…" I stuttered out.

"Don't you want to prove your loyalty to us?" Pied Piper asked me.

"Yes, but-"

"So what's the problem?" Trickster asked me. "Didn't those jerks give up on you?"

"They don't care about you, Blitz," Pied Piper agreed with Trickster. "You should stop caring about them."

I lowered my head.

"Do I need to come over there?" Pied Piper asked me, sounding annoyed.

I felt myself flinch. But why was I so afraid of him coming over here? It's not like he'd ever hurt me.

Right?

"No… No…" I told him, shaking my head to get rid of those horrid thoughts. "I-I'll do it. I'll fight them."

"That's our boy!" Pied Piper praised me.

"Yay!" Trickster cheered. "Let's go kick sidekick butt!"

I grinned at him, feeling my earlier doubts melt away.

"Let's do this."

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Getting in was the easy part. Always is.

We snuck in through the back door while the guards were making their rounds. It was a standard lock, easy for me to pick. I've really become pretty damn good at that. I'll have to ask Pied Piper to start teaching me how to crack a safe when we get back.

But I'm getting off topic.

With that, the two of us snuck in, searching for our target.

There were two pieces of equipment Pied Piper wanted. He showed us their pictures, but I can't pronounce any of their names. He says they're important though, so I'll take his word for it. In any case, the one Trickster and I are after looks like a cylinder with wires and blinking lights and is located on the first floor. He says it's sonic weaponry, so not to play with it.

"According to this map, the equipment should be right in here," I told Trickster, stopping in front of a large metal door.

Trickster investigated the door. "It's a keypad lock," he pointed out. "Do you have any idea what it might be?"

I shook my head. "Not a clue," I admitted. "I could just try every possible combination though."

"How long will that take?" He asked me.

"A few minutes, or an hour," I sighed in annoyance, "It all depends on what the number is."

Trickster frowned before grinning. "I has an idea!" He declared.

I decided to ignore his grammar mistake. Instead, I decided to question what his idea was. "What kind of idea?" I asked him.

"This!" He exclaimed, pulling out a pouch. "It's chalk dust. I can pour some over the key pad, then we can blow on it to figure out which numbers are used the most often."

I was surprised. "That's actually a great idea," I told him. "How on earth did you come up with it?"

Trickster giggled. "I love watching crime shows, remember?" He reminded me. "I pick up all sorts of info."

I stared at him in disbelief for a moment before grinning. "Next time someone calls you an idiot, send them to me so I can beat em up," I told him. "Now lets put your plan into play.

Trickster grinned back at me before using his chalk trick.

With the most used numbers exposed, I quickly found the combo.

9528.

It's a damn good thing Trickster thought up that trick, or that would have taken forever to get to!

The door clicked.

"We're in," I told my teammate.

We grinned at each other before stalking into the room.

The lights were off in the room; only the light from the hallway illuminated our way as we took a few steps inside. As I heard the door slam shut behind us I was horribly reminded of the fact this was a trap.

Ok, next time I'm not going on a mission when I'm half asleep. I don't care how angry I make Pied Piper.

I heard a *clank* and a *Bang!* before the lights suddenly flicked on, illuminating our surroundings. I looked around and was horrified to find that Trickster and I were know trapped in a large metal cage.

"We are so gonna be grounded for this…" Trickster muttered beside me.

Getting grounded was the last thing on my mind though. I was more concerned by the people standing a little ways from our cage.

Aqualad, Robin, and Red Arrow.

The team must have split up to make sure that both rooms would be secure.

Why did I have to walk into the room they were guarding?

It would have been easy for me to distance myself from the others, but I've known these guys for forever…

They were staring at me, looks of hurt, disbelief, and worry etched on their faces unequally. Aqualad looked more unbelieving, Robin looked hurt, and Red Arrow looked worried.

I half-waved at them nervously. "Hey guys!" I greeted weakly. "What brings you to Central?"

Like I had to ask.

"We're here for you," Red Arrow answered immediately. "Look. You have to come back with us. The Rogues have brainwashed you!"

I rolled my eyes at him. "Not this nonsense again," I complained. "You people seriously have to come up with a different play."

"We're telling the truth," Aqualad insisted.

I scuffed at him and turned away.

"Doesn't our friendship mean anything to you anymore?" Robin asked me.

I twitched at his words, turning back to them.

Seeing how this affected me, Robin continued. "Come on, we've been friends for years!" He reminded me. "This isn't like you! You aren't evil! Just come back with us, we can help you!"

"I don't need help!" I snapped at him. "Not from you! Not from the League! And definitely not from the Flash!"

"Stop trying to make Baby Blitz leave!" Trickster backed me up.

I just wish he would stop using that nickname in front of our opponents…

"Don't call him that!" Red Arrow snapped at trickster. "He's Kid Flash!"

Robin was trying to hide his laugh. "Dude? How did they manage to convince you to let them call you a baby?" He asked me, snorting. "Like, I know you're brainwashed and all, but seriously?"

I growled in annoyance. "It's just a nickname he keeps using!" I objected. "My new name is simply 'Blitz'. Trickster also used to call me 'Baby Flash'. It's just something he does!"

"Sounds degrading," Red Arrow pointed out.

I glared at him. I knew what they were doing; they're trying to drive a wedge between my friends and me! Well it's not going to work!

"Shut it Red Arrow!" I snapped at him. "You don't know anything!"

"I know this isn't really you," He said. "Kid Flash. You have to remember who you really are. They've changed you. They're trying to take away what you are!"

"You're a liar!" I snapped at him.

"Just come home!" Robin practically begged me. "Things can go back to normal! We can put all this behind us!"

I scuffed at him. "In case you forgot, Flash took me off the team," I reminded him.

"We talked to him," Aqualad told me, using his 'listen to me, as I am your leader' voice he always used when trying to stop an argument. "He's letting you back on the team. He's sorry."

I rolled my eyes. "How stupid do you think I am?" I growled at them. "Do you honestly think I'm gonna fall for that?"

"We aren't trying to trick you," Aqualad told me.

"Just come home," Robin told me, "We can be a team again!"

I glared at them, but part of me couldn't help but be tempted. I mean, I ran away because I wanted to be on a team… and if I'm allowed back…

I stopped glaring at them. "You're really telling the truth?" I asked them, "I'm really allowed back on the team?"

They nodded at me, smiling slightly at their slight victory.

Trickster grabbed my sleeve to get my attention. His eyes were widened in horror and he looked as though he was on the verge of tears.

"Y-you can't leave!" He whined. "You're a part of our family now!"

He clung tighter.

"I…" I looked back and forth between him and my old team.

Two completely different groups, and they both wanted me. I've had so much fun with each of them… how am I supposed to choose?

I felt the annoyingly familiar pain in my head and I immediately grabbed my head in my hands. I tried to push it away so I could make my decision, but that only served to make it hurt worse.

"Are you ok?" Trickster asked me quietly.

I shook my head, unable to open my mouth from the pain.

"What's wrong?" Red Arrow asked me worriedly.

I ignored him; I was too preoccupied trying not to fall to the ground in pain.

Trickster grabbed my shoulders and helped me sit down and began rubbing my head. "Stop thinking," He whispered to me, "Whatever it is, it isn't worth the pain, believe me."

What did he mean by that?

Oh wait, that's right, Trickster used to have the same problem when he was younger. He stopped trying to think and it went away…. Should I do the same?

"What the hell are you doing to him!" Red Arrow snapped at Trickster.

"I'm not doing this!" Trickster squeaked. "He's trying to think! Thinking is bad! Pied Piper says so!"

I looked up and caught sight of Red Arrow's expression. It went from angry, to shocked, to some form of realization.

He looked over at the other's and said something to them. The other's nodded, apparently in agreement. They then began to do hand jesters and stuff, making me believe they were now talking telepathically with the rest of their team. It was kind of funny to watch them.

Huh, my headaches gone?

"Are you better now?" Trickster asked me worriedly.

I nodded at him. "Ya," I answered, "Got distracted by them and forgot I was in pain."

"They're pretty distracted themselves," Trickster pointed out. "Wanna sneak away with the sonic thingy?"

I shrugged. "Sounds good."

With that, we quickly picked the lock on our metallic cage before grabbing the sonic devise we came here to collect. I looked over at the team and saw that they were still deep in discussion.

Trickster and I agreed that it was best not to disturb them.

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Fortunately, the team didn't follow us out and we quickly found our way to the meeting point.

I was slightly worried that Pied Piper had also been captured but when we arrived he was sitting on a tree stump examining the devise he had stolen.

He looked up when we arrived. "What took you two so long?" He laughed.

"We ran into some members of my old team," I informed him. "They attempted to persuade me to go back with them. We escaped when they got distracted talking to each other."

Pied Piper nodded approvingly.

"And we got your sonic thingy!" Trickster added, waving the devise like a flag.

He smirked and walked over to us. "Good job you two," He congratulated, ruffling our hair.

Trickster and I grinned at each other, both happy to be congratulated.

"So, Blitz, did you learn anything this mission?" He asked me smugly.

I nodded. "Yes I did," I told him, "I learned that I hate reunion!"

Pied Piper laughed at me.

This was a pretty good day. I hope tomorrow will be just as great!

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Mist: Ta da!

Whistle: How many of you can guess what the team figured out? Come on, it's not that hard!

Mist: Also, this is the longer chapter so far, for the record!

Whistle: *Checks word count* huh, what do ya know. It really is.

Mist: Can I has a cookie?

Whistle: Sure *gives cookie*

Mist: YAY! *noms cookie*

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