Once back he took Wally to the med center to get checked out. Then Robin went back to the main briefing room. Batman was there silently reviewing the tapes from the second attack. Then he turned to the assembled group teens aside from Artemis, Megan, and Wally.

"Your mission was to bring back the assassins alive. All in all, you did well, considering we didn't know they would use poison." Then his eyes briefly rested on Robin. "How did you know they were using Hemlock?" Everyone's eyes turned to Robin and he wasn't sure how he should answer.

"I…" How had he known? He thought he heard Miss Martian over the telepathic link, but now he wasn't so sure. Out of nowhere a story filled his mind. It had been a story he had read a long time ago. Almost without thought he walked to the computer and pulled up a copy of the short story. It had been published anomalously in his middle school the year he had joined that school. The story was about an assassin and a raven haired woman who traveled with him. The assassin was part of a cult that didn't believe in ties to other humans only the kill. So the assassin was forced to murder the woman. It took many months and a near miss but assassin returned to the place he had buried his friend. Robin selected a paragraph that described the two men that then attempted to kill the assassin at the woman's grave. They were men who had made a deal with Death. The men would be allowed to use Death's dogs in exchange they would kill a certain number of people or hunt those who had escaped Death. They were specialized with poison, hemlock was their favored choice. Batman scanned the article.

"You'll be charge with going back through all classmates and finding out who wrote this. We will work from there."

Robin nodded numbly. He went and sat at a computer. First he pulled up the school register then he pulled up pictures to match each name. Next he pulled samples of each person's writing. His eyes were beginning to blur when he came across the picture a girl who would have been a grade below him. Robin paused to study her face. Copper colored hair, evenly tanned skin, and dark brown eyes that seemed almost black. Glancing at her sample of writing revealed it was flowery hand writing that was smooth and constant throughout the composition. Robin conferred with the article. If one just looked at the writing which was smooth but lacked the flowing floweriness that most girls wrote with, logically they would assume they were looking for a guy. But as Robin read the story and discarded this thought. The story was a love story, ending with the friend of the assassin saving him from Death's grasp after coming back from the dead herself. No, Robin thought, this was defiantly written by a girl. He saved the copper haired girl in a file with three other girls who had similar hand writing.

He was just finishing going through everyone in the file when there was a whoosh sound as Megan glided into the room. She looked crest fallen.

"What's the matter Miss M?"

She rubbed her arm uncomfortably.

"I tried to get the information about the man. I delved into his mind and it was like there was another person there. When I tried to restrain the other mind it just disappeared and the assassin became different. He is no longer the assassin. He was just an ordinary man whose memory ended several days ago."

Robin blinked, then got up, and headed to the holding cell with Megan floating behind him. He looked in the cell and saw a very different man from one he had fought. Even his bone structure was different. Instead off long wild hair, he had the classic short buzz cut most military men preferred and a well trimmed mustache. The man wore a military uniform of a solider from Bialya. Megan sat beside him.

"He was going on leave and then his mind is blank. I'm sure he was knocked out, I'm just not sure how or why."

"Is there anything you can tell me about the person who was controlling."

Megan nodded.

"I noticed there was damage in the soldier's mind. So I took a closer look and I found there were two telepathic people in his mind. One tried to wrestle control from the other. I think that was when the man stopped and his shape changed. The one who tried to stop the assault was weak and stopped when he or she realized it was hurting the soldier. They made an attempt to heal him before they were forcibly thrown out of his mind. It actually saved his life. If his friend had hadn't been poisoned he would have suffered permanent brain damage. I also noticed that the person who initially took control of the soldiers mind he applied a mental frame work over his mind. That was how the soldier became the assassin. But interestingly the frame was not made by the first telepath it was made by the second. The one who tried to heal the soldier."

Robin rubbed his chin thoughtfully. This was starting to sound like a weird TV show where there was a new twist every at every turn.

"What about the other assassin?"

"His body returned to normal when he died. He was also a Bialyain soldier."

"Do you think Queen Bee?"

Megan shook her head no.

"It doesn't feel like her or Simon."

That certainly limited their suspects. Off the top of his head, Robin could name only two people would be capable of this, but he didn't think Megan or Martian Man Hunter had anything to do with it.

"Doesn't mean neither of them had a hand in this."

At that moment Batman walked up to them carrying three files. He handed two of them to Robin and Megan. They opened the files and realized the men in either file were their two would be assassins. Both, it seemed, had a record of violence and both were suspected of knocking off military leaders ahead of them to gain their ranks. Robin glanced at the file still in Batman's hand.

"What about that one?"

"This is a personal matter that I'll be looking into."

Robin's eyebrows raised in surprise, his curiosity growing. What was Batman up to? Batman seemed to know exactly where his former sidekick's thoughts were heading.

"I want to check in on something before I say anything."

That was understandable, if what Batman had didn't pan out it would just waste more time and yet something in him wanted to know regardless. Batman turned and left.

"Make sure the rest of the team sees those."

Robin nodded and took his file to the med room. Everyone except Connor and Megan was standing around Artemis and Wally. Robin opened the file when Megan came in followed by Connor.

"This is what we know about our assassins." He handed his file to Kaldur'ahn. Megan handed her file to Rocket who scanned the file Zatanna was reading over her shoulder. Kaldur'ahn skimmed the file then passed it to Artemis. Once everyone was up to speed Megan explained what she found inside the living soldier's mind.

"So, You're saying the second person isn't a willing participant and neither are the actual assassins?"

Megan rubbed her arm and recalled the man's mind.

"I'm not entirely sure. It seemed like he or she doesn't want to help or is actively undoing the first person's work. But the second person created frame work for who they would become, however they also seem to need a person whose nature is compatible with the frame work they implant into the mind."

Kaldur'ahn glanced back at the file.

"These men certainly were violent and clever enough to become the assassins."

Rocket nodded her agreement and rubbed her aching shoulder courtesy of their dead assassin.

"Exactly, but why kidnap them? They seem like they would be willing enough." Robin mused out loud.

Zatanna pondered the folder they held in their hand. "What about their intended victims?" Everyone's eyes turned to her, she didn't shy away from their attention. "Why were those two specially targeted? What do they have in common?"

Robin slapped his forehead. Of course, he thought to himself, he should have thought of this sooner.

"Duh." He went to the med room computer and pulled up the screen so the whole team could read it. His fingers flew over keys and brought up everything the UN was currently working on. He scanned all the groups but found nothing. "Huh, they aren't actually working on anything at the moment. Or at least the two targets weren't."

"Do they have anything in common outside of work?" Zatanna asked.

Robin's fingers flicked over keys. He pulled up a map that marked where both victims lived.

"They live in different parts of the city, different jobs; she's a lawyer for the UN and he's a translator, different banks, they aren't related in any way. The only time they even seem to cross paths is when UN is in session." Even then it was rare for the two to cross paths. Neither of them shared a boss either.

"Phone calls?"

"None to each other, a few from the UN itself, but nothing that raises a red flag."

Everyone was starting to look frustrated with their lack of leads.

"What about their bank accounts themselves," Connor asked.

Robin pulled opened their accounts, none of his teammates so much as batted an eye at him hacking into secure banking network.

"She has a significant amount saved, but nothing that screams blackmail or suspicious. It seems to have been saved up over a long period of time. He on the other hand seems to have a slight problem with gambling, but only slight." Nothing that someone could use to blackmail him with.

"How do you know?"

Robin brought up the man's bank history and beside it he pulled up horse racing schedule. There were large withdrawals on some of these days with only a rare deposit that was significantly higher later that day.

"Not very lucky."

"So what you are saying is there is no obvious answer to why these two were targeted."

Robin turned to Kaldur'ahn and shrugged.

"I can't think of anything that explains all of this."

Artemis spoke up, "What if we are looking for something that isn't there?"

Everyone turned to her, she shifted uncomfortably under their gaze.

"What if what they have in common is that they have nothing in common at all? And that they are both relatively unassuming?"

"Then what would be the point of killing them?"

Artemis bit her lip.

"There are only two reasons I can think of. The first that only one person was a genuine victim in the sense that someone wanted that person dead and targeted another person to throw us off. If that's the case we can just post a guard on them until we catch them. Or it was all just a test."

"A test?"

Artemis nodded at Rocket.

"What kind of test?"

"A test to see if they could use the assassins well and or if they were caught would they be able to keep information from someone like Megan or even Martian Man Hunter. Which makes more sense, this is too elaborate for a simple assassination. Besides that, the whole point of assassination is to send a message. This says nothing. They were just important enough to get us involved, but not so important that the Justice League was called in. It is the first time we have seen this type of an attack. Naturally we would be a little unprepared, but we learn fast. If what Megan says is true, why did the person stay in the soldiers mind when their man was caught? Why not leave before then?"

It was a chilling thought but as Robin pondered it, it made sense.

"That means there is going to be more attacks, but probably not on the two UN workers. We'll post guards, but I don't think they will be attacked again."

The group suddenly looked deflated and stressed. Most of them head been up for almost twenty four hours. Kaldur'ahn looked around at his team.

"We will sort this out in the morning. For now everyone should rest, we are going to need it next few days I believe."

Everyone sighed or groaned in agreement. Robin slipped out of the room after Kaldur'ahn gave instructions. His feet carried him through the mountain to the Zeta tubes. He was just starting to turn over the possible plans of attack their enemy might use and how to best counter them, but he was restless and distracted.