Chapter 5

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The plan flew in and landed silently. As the group exited, the plane went into camouflage mode.

"Do you have a plane like this from your dimension?" Flash whispered. Bruce, through his makeshift mask, gave Flash a deadly glare of irritation.

"I take that as a yes." Flash squeaked. Batman smacked the back of Flash's head.

"Let's go." He whispered.

"You won't set up a mental link?" Bruce asked. The group paused.

"A what?" Clark asked.

"J'hn can connect us on a mental plane so we can just think the words we want to say and we don't have t worry about whispers being heard." Bruce explained. He glanced at Jason.

"The YJ team should have perfected the method by now." Jason turned away.

"We tried it. It just…we couldn't… I guess we have some old trust issues." He finished almost inaudible. Bruce was astounded. There were trust issues in the team still? It had been around for 13 years by now.

"How?" Bruce found himself saying. He just couldn't believe it. He suddenly though of everything that he knew total silence had saved the team. How had they gotten anything done?

"We made it work." Jason grumbled. Bruce shook his head.

"Did you guys have an Invasion?" He asked. Batman turned to face his double.

"The time for questions is over. We must hurry as to not lose the machine. If you are right in this machine being why you are here, we can also get you home." Batman sounded frustrated. Bruce could only imagine why.

It appears my universe has its own advantages. A team without trust, it couldn't work.

Sneaking in had been easy. Bruce hadn't doubted that. He was surprised at how stealthy Jason could get. In his world, Jason hardly ever really tried to be quiet. He was very confrontational.

Bruce hadn't realized he was leading the group until they were scanning for guards on the roof of the appropriate building. Batman had placed a hand on his shoulder, a questioning look on his face.

"You should lead from here on." Bruce admitted. He saw Superman and Hal hide a smirk as Batman nodded. Using their own, various means, the group entered the warehouse. Jason, Batman and Bruce reached the ground at record speed. They were disconnecting their lines from their belts when a flying projectile pierced Jason's shoulder.

"ARGH!" Jason cried out, gripping his shoulder. He was panting heavily and blinking rapidly. Blood seeped through his fingers.

"Glad you could join us." A low, honeyed voice echoed throughout the room. The disembodied voice was connected to the tall figure that stepped into the light shed by the moon through a high window.

"Slade." Batman growled. Slade's eyes flickered to Bruce.

"A guest? A new hero? Curious." He crooned. The lights above their heads flickered as they had been turned on. Bruce looked around, waiting for Bane to appear.

"Batman!" The gravelly voice of Bane deafened Slade's dramatic entrance. The gigantic drug lord stepped forward. The League gathered closer to Batman, Jason, and Bruce.

"Where is Renegade?" Hal demanded. They wanted everyone where they could see them.

"My Renegade?" Slade asked. He lifted his masked head up, looking in the rafters. "I'm not sure. He is supposed to be here. Come, Show yourself, my child!" Slade called out.

Out of the corner of his eye, Bruce saw a movement in the corner shadows of the warehouse. As the lights snapped on fully, a figure landed halfway between the villains and the heroes.

"Evening!" The young figure called out congenially. Bruce gasped as if he had been punched in the gut.

Renegade was short compared to Slade and Bane. He looked six feet tall , but Bruce knew he was 5'10 ½". The kid had impressive boots on.

He wore an armored suit. The body suit was fully black; black metal plates, similar to Slade's uniform, wrapped around his shins. His thighs didn't appear to have armor. He wore a black belt with multiple pouches. The chest was also black. A metal of some sort ran across his pecks. On each side, the metal ran down to meet the belt. As Renegade shifted, the metal showed to run under the fabric of the body suit. One could assume the metal on the shins connected to the metal strips somehow. They would be wrong. The metal also ran up the back of Renegade's neck. It created a turtleneck collar on the back. He had shoulder pads and gauntlets with claws reaching over his three middle fingers. Fabric rode above the metal on Renegade's neck. It left the top of his head open, but created a cowl-like covering of the top half of his face. His long hair was pony-tailed above the head wrap. The mask part of the head-piece had a sharp point at the nose. Two sharp points also fell down to his cheekbones.

"Renegade." Batman growled. Renegade gave a careless wave.

"Hey Batman! Red Sparrow! Green Arrow, and Lantern and Superman! Martian Manhunter too! Damn! Everyone came to party!" Renegade's orotund voice was too familiar to Bruce. He felt his headache returning. And the voices.

We, we have to do it again! We have to get him back!

Are you an idiot! We have to figure out how to stop your bleeding you idiot!

But… Batman!

"Hey, who's the new guy?" Renegade asked. Bruce snapped to attention. This kid. No, he wasn't a kid anymore. There was no doubt in Bruce's mind. Even though he was ten, maybe eleven years older, he still had the same mannerisms, the same smile, the same… aura. It infuriated Bruce to see had Renegade looked back to Slade.

"It took out the guards and scientists like you told me too." He reported. He didn't smile when he said that. Bruce felt a small amount of relief. Bruce looked to his right a locked eyes with Batman. Bruce was positive that Batman, from observing Bruce, had figured out who Renegade was. Bruce tilted his head slightly. Batman nodded.

Relaxing his stance, Bruce stood and took a step forward.

"What are you doing!" Jason hissed. The others gave Bruce a strange look as well.

"Richard. Richard John Grayson." He said. Bruce's voice was practically dead. Renegade froze. Slade even reacted in surprise. Renegade turned to look at Bruce. His mask didn't have whites over the eyes so his signature blue eyes were a window into his mind for Bruce. Bruce wasn't sure what he saw though. The kid look alarmed, terrified, and slight relieved?

"So. I guess I'm figured out!" Renegade tried to regain some bravo, but he was shaken, everyone could tell.

"Well, This just got fucking interesting." Jason grinned.

I realize these last two chapters are shorter, if that bothers you, sorry. I've recently realized volume can't replace the story. Please bear with me and review!