"This is where we relax between missions," Miss Martian explained.

She was giving him a tour of the Cave in full. So far, they had been to the kitchen and the training area where Kid Flash and Robin were sparring. It also served as a central hub capable of projecting mission briefings and incoming calls. As of now, they were in the room filled with a long L-shaped couch and a plethora of bean bags and chairs, all surrounding a coffee table and a mounted flat screen over a mantle and fireplace. It looked quite cozy.

"Robin has ensured that we get every channel across the globe," Kaldur, the Atlantean, added, joining M'gann and Percy. "Although, you will have to fight M'gann here for the remote."

The Martian in question turned away, hiding her blush, and Percy felt a small smile creep on his face. He reached out to her, grabbing her arm that was closest to him. She turned back to him, and he pointed first at the remote, then her, and then gave her a thumbs up.

She could have the remote all she wanted. He hadn't watched a TV since moving into the Batcave anyways.

She gave him a small nod and smile and began floating away, "This way is the hall for our rooms."

He followed her through an automatic sliding metal door. The once rock walls of the natural cave turned to man-made metals of a hallway. She pointed out a few things along the way, like where the bathroom and showers were or where Kid Flash was already starting a trophy room. They passed a couple of closed doors, each belonging to a member of the Team, before arriving at one that was open.

"This will be your room." She told him, gesturing a sweeping hand towards the room.

It was barebones: a bed, a desk, a dresser, a mirror, and a closet. It was just enough.

He nodded and brought his dominant hand to his chin before sweeping it forward and down, "Thank you."

She repeated the gesture back slowly at him with her left hand and voiced, "You're welcome."

Percy froze, and he felt something warm in him swell as a smile crept onto his face. She was learning ASL.

"I think that's how you say it," she said, her voice unsure as she frowned. "I only have just begun learning, but I think I have the alphabet down."

He began to sign each individual letter to test her, and to his growing happiness, she knew each one.

"I'll teach you all that you wish to know," he spelled out individually for her. This time, she smiled.

"I appreciate it!" She cheered slinging forward to hug him.

He froze. He was not expecting that.

Before he could do anything in response, she broke away, a small smile gracing her lips still, "Anyways," she cleared her throat. "That is the main parts of the Cave that we use. We have a weight room if that interests you closer to the holo-platform, but other than that, it's just rooms and areas we don't use. Is there any place you are looking for in particular?"

"No," he spelled out. "I am going to relax."

"Okay, if you need something. Let me know."

He nodded to her before she floated off back to the main areas of the Cave. He couldn't stop the smile that split his face. Someone took the time to learn sign language for him.

He turned back to his room and dropped his duffle bag down on his new bed and unzipped it. He carefully took his armored suit out and placed it on his bed. He noticed when he came in that everyone else was in costume. He would need to change soon.

He spared his room another glance. It was barren, all things considered, but he was here to grow. In time he would find something to decorate his walls. He was to come out of his shell after all.

That is at least what he agreed to with Diana. He would make an effort and not because she wanted him to, but because, at the end of the day, how would it hurt him? He knows what it feels like to be alone. He can live with that feeling. Yet, what if he didn't have to feel alone anymore? M'gann already attempted to speak his language just as his sister and Diana had.

Was loneliness a choice or a burden?

He yawned, bringing his hand to his mouth, careful not to let the tips of his fingers smudge his sunglasses. He hated dirty lenses.

"Again! I got it this time!" Robin shouted far enough away that he barely heard it. Yet, his interest peaked all the same.

What were they doing out there?

As he retraced his path to the open area, he watched as Kid Flash and Robin were hunched over an air hockey on a seemingly holographic table. Was that holo-hockey, then? Meanwhile, M'gann and Kaldur stood around watching.

"Face it, Rob, I'm too fast. You will never get a point, and that is just how it will be," Kid Flash boasted before munching on a banana in his hand, devouring it in seemingly one go before flickering away and returning with a new banana. "It's why I am the best."

"Take away those powers, and then what are you?" Robin snarked back, crossing his arms.

"Never happening."

At this point, Percy was close enough for the table to realize his presence, and Robin perked up before quickly sprinting over.

"Orpheus, my good buddy! My good pal!" He tossed an arm around Percy's shoulder, arching up a bit, before speaking to Kid Flash, "I bet Orpheus here can beat you in a best of three."

"Ha. No, he can't. No one can."

"Wanna make it a bet?" Robin taunted. "Hundred dollars. First to three points."

"Two."

"One-fifty."

"Deal. Orpheus," Kid Flash threw his hands out wide, welcoming Percy forward, "Come, face your doom."

Percy could only sign to Robin, "Do I get a say in this?"

"No, someone has to beat him. So, knock him off his high horse. None of us have his reaction time."

Percy relented and advanced to the glowing digital table. He let his hand ghost the pixelation watching as a circle-mallet formed and reacted to his slightest motions.

"I'll let you serve, Orphy," the digital puck manifested itself on his end of the table. "I will even go slow."

Percy only nodded, swinging his hand around, watching the input delay on the table from where his hand moved to where the mallet moved. Almost zero delay. He swiveled his hand around the table once more, building momentum, and looping the puck, before forcing the pixels to collide.

The game began.

Then it was over just as quickly.

Kid Flash yawned before taking a bite of his banana. He was completely unphased by the play and reacted fast, too fast for any human. Yet, he wasn't out of his league. Percy had a chance. He just needed to find it, he needed another chance.

"On your serve, slowpoke."

Percy flicked his hand, making the puck bounce horizontally back and forth on his side before going for a side slap. The puck dashed across the display, passed Kid Flash's defenses, and neared the goal before it was blocked with bored ease and flew back into his own goal, uncontested.

He thought it was going in… He should have had the point…

"Easiest money I've made this week. I almost feel bad."

Percy was approaching this wrong. This was a fight where he was outmatched, which was something he knew going into it, but he still tried to control the game. He was trying to force things to happen.

"Tell him he can serve this time," Percy signed as Robin repeated out loud.

"Sure, just nod when you are ready."

Percy took a deep breath and lowered his head to the table. Why was he taking this so seriously? It wasn't even his money on the line…

He nodded, and the puck came.

Percy reacted, barely clipping a hit. The puck ricocheted back toward the other end of the table. Then it was back to his end. He instinctively flicked once more, barely keeping up with the speed at which the thing was moving. If he really focused and tried, he could track it.

"He's actually doing it," Kaldur spoke.

The puck bounced around some more, going from one end to the other in half a second at most. For a whole seven seconds, the game lasted before Kid Flash scored.

"Winner! Winner! Never in doubt! Undefeated! The best! Unmatched! I am simply the fastest kid alive."

And he was. Percy could not contest that. Even his divine reflexes were only enough to delay being outpaced immediately, and that was after giving the game his genuine focus. Yet, it was due to his meta-powers that he won. Powers, Percy did not have, nor did he use his own.

"Triple or nothing," Percy signed, and Robin hesitated.

"Are you sure? That is more than I am willing to part with over a game."

"What did he say?" Kid Flash asked, munching on another banana.

"He said 'triple or nothing.'"

"Deal, but only one point. I think it is well proven I am the best."

Percy nodded and pushed a hand through his hair, pushing its length back. He was going to win.

"You serve?" The speedster asked.

Percy only shook his head no.

The puck was off, and Percy lasered in. In four seconds, he had already struggled to make 7 blocks. He had to end this quickly. That was where his powers came into play.

"Ahh! My eyes!" Kid Flash pulled away from the table for a moment, bringing his hands to rub his eyes.

Cannot hit the puck if you cannot see it.

"Winner, Orpheus." Kaldur declared as M'gann cheered.

"He cheated! He used his powers!"

"Wally, you literally only ever used your powers, and even then, he was hanging in there."

"Yeah, I guess that's true. Man, how are you so quick? Those three couldn't even hit it back once," Kid Flash directed at Percy, and the whole group turned to him.

"He's related to Wonder Woman," Robin answered pulling the attention.

"Really?" Flash spit out, double glancing at Percy.

"Why does Batman take care of him, then?" Kaldur asked.

"Long story short, Batman found him first. Wonder Woman didn't know for a while. Wasn't too happy when she found out either. Dragged him away before returning him. He has been with me since."

"So, you are a male Amazon or something?" Kaldur asked. "There are rumors they exist, though few in Atlantis have spoken of them."

Percy shook his head no.

"Recognized: Superboy, C04," an automated voice interrupted the group's conversation. A disgruntled clone emerged from the Zeta tube. He strutted forward through the holo-hockey table, forcing it to dissipate.

"Hi, Superboy. How was Metropolis?" M'gann tried to ask, only to receive silence. Superboy just kept walking across the holo-platform that made up the center flooring of the room.

"Ready for training, everyone?" Another voice spoke, this time a woman, coming from one of the long hallways he had been briefed on earlier. It apparently was where the hangar was.

"Black Canary. Uncle J'onn!" M'gann launched across the room to the incoming visitors, hugging the tall green alien that accompanied the leather and fishnet-clad blonde.

The two Martians had their moment as Percy turned his gaze to the woman. Her leather jacket had a tear in its left sleeve and a bloody bandage beneath it. He also tried not to stare at her, well, her plunging neckline. She met his gaze a moment, and he was glad it was when he was actually looking at her face. Not that it would matter since he was wearing sunglasses, but he had a feeling she would know regardless.

Then her gaze drifted to somewhere behind him, "Stay awhile," she called out to Superboy, who turned. "Class is in session," She crossed to the middle of the holo-platform as it reacted beneath her. The floorboard alighting into a digital wrestler's mat with its circle.

"I consider it an honor to be your teacher. I'll throw a lot at you from everything I've been taught from my own mentors to…." She grimaced as she began to pull off her jacket. Which in turn revealed much to everyone, including the extent of her fully bandaged arm. "To even to my own mistakes and bruises."

"What happened?" M'gann asked worriedly, seeing her arm.

"The job," Black Canary responded without missing a beat. "Now, combat is about controlling conflict and keeping the fight on your terms. You should never be acting but, instead, be reacting."

Percy knew that already. Batman had taught him and Robin that a while ago. It was why he ultimately let Kid Flash serve. You find the tempo of the fight and then manipulate it. It was easier than forcing one from the start against someone who out-skilled you. Man, hindsight really was 20/20.

"Now," Canary continued, "I will need a sparring partner who isn't afraid to dance."

"Me!" Kid Flash sped in front of her, another banana in hand that hadn't been bitten into yet. "I'll show you my moves." He laid on thick before devouring the banana in seemingly a second before tossing it away. Thankfully, it landed in a trashcan. "Swish."

Canary only smiled and tucked her chin before lashing out with a blow. Kid Flash met it with a block before falling backward from a following leg sweep. The floor pulsed red momentarily before the word FAIL pulsed on the digital screens that made up the floor.

"Ow."

"Good block. Did anyone see what he did wrong?" She asked them all while helping Wally to his feet.

"He hit on the teacher and got served?" Robin snarked as Kid Flashed whined.

"Dude!"

"Not the answer I am looking for. M'gann?"

"He didn't move out of the way fast enough?"

"Not exactly. What say you Kaldur?"

"He underestimated you and did not approach the duel at hand with proper intent."

"Well, yes, but that is not the lesson at hand. What of you, Orpheus? Did you see his faults?"

He hesitated to answer. Well, did it really matter if she couldn't read sign language? Robin would translate. "He did not fight at your speed despite having that advantage, he allowed you to strike first and second, controlling the fight. Which was all you needed."

"Correct," she answered as everyone looked between Orpheus and her. "Don't be surprised. Hearing and understanding others is an invaluable tool for our line of work. What he signed was, in short, that I was allowed to control the terms of the fight-"

"Oh, please," Superboy interrupted with a growl. "With my powers, the battle is always on my terms. I am a living weapon, and this class is a waste of my time."

"Then prove it," Canary challenged. "I have no powers as you do. Take me down."

Superboy stormed over, "Fine!"

He sloppily lunged for a left-hand strike and was immediately tossed across the room in a counter grab and shoulder throw.

FAIL, blinked across the ground. Robin began laughing before being elbow-jabbed by Kaldur, which only reduced his giggles to suppressed ones.

"You are angry, good," Canary lectured as she readied for another attack. "Utilize it."

With a growl, Superboy leaped across the area in a dive that Black Canary deftly avoided by front-flipping over him. She kicked him in his back, sending him to the ground again as the floor pulsed red.

Robin's giggling could not be silenced by his hands.

"That's it! I'm done!" Raged the clone, forcing himself to his feet with his back turned on everyone.

"Training is mandatory!" was the only response he got before the floor powered down as a holo-screen began to form with Batman's face on it. Everyone turned to face the man in the mask.

"Batman to the Cave…"

What followed was a thorough explanation of how an android could mimic and utilize the Justice League's powers. After an extraneous and long fight, they were able to sever the droid in two, and the Team was to help with safely transporting it to secure Star Labs facilities.

An escort mission, not groundbreaking, but a mission all the same. Percy would need to change quickly to be able to join everyone at the Bioship without causing a holdup. He never did before since he got distracted by Robin's shouting.

"Orpheus, a moment," Batman interrupted as the group began to break for the hangar. M'gann tossed him a look as she flew down the hallway.

Percy stared at his mentor on the digital screen, acutely aware of Black Canary behind him.

"You are needed for patrol in Gotham." What… "I will be preoccupied, so you will have to cover Gotham tonight." But he was supposed to be part of this Team. It was agreed that he could join the Team. "If it is serious, call me."

The transmission went dead, and Percy could only stand there with a balled fist. This was bullshit!

"Take a deep breath," Black Canary laid a hand on his shoulder, startling him. "It will help you center yourself."

He breathed in and held it for a few seconds before exhaling. He repeated it once more.

"Better?" He nodded to her. "There is likely a good reason he gave you an alternate assignment. Patrolling Gotham alone seems to be a large task to be given. Perhaps it is a good thing?"

"Diana struck a deal with him that I would be able to explore more of life than Gotham," he signed to her. "It is the reason I am on the Team. However, I can not join the Team now on their mission."

"Batman has reasons for everything. Perhaps, this solo journey tonight is to prove he does not need to watch over you anymore. That you can stand alone from him and embrace your new path," She explained. "That is how at least, I see things. A lion must know their child can hunt before they stop hunting for them."

"I am not his child," he forced at her.

"You may not see him the same way he sees you."

"He is Batman, and I am his apprentice."

"Is that the depth of your relationship? Student and teacher? He has spoken fondly of Robin and you before to the League I always figured you three were close."

"I have to get to Gotham," he signed.

"Of course, I did not mean to hold you."

He nodded before racing off to his room. He needed his mask.

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Percy barely saw it. A meteor had raced across the sky, hidden behind the smoggy clouds that polluted Gotham. He could do nothing but watch its brief passage. Could you still wish upon a star if you could not give voice to one's own desire?

He exhaled a long breath as he looked down at the city. The view from atop Wayne Enterprise was unrivaled by that of anything else in Gotham. One could argue for the bell tower, but it wasn't the same for Percy. The highest peaks of earth called to him, telling him to bask at its height in the moonlight, like a battery being recharged. Who was he to refuse the moon?

Of course, on a cloudy night, he didn't have much time to bask. It also didn't help that he was in Gotham. The sun had set only recently, and already that Bat-signal was haunting the clouds, which meant that it was his job to respond while Batman was away.

After a thrilling glide, Orpheus stood on top of the GCPD. A haggard bearded man waited in a trench coat with its brown collar turned up against the wind and stared at him. Commissioner Gordon was as trustworthy as someone could be in Gotham, and Batman had taught him well enough to respect the man and his position.

"Where's Batman?"

"Busy," Orpheus signed.

"Great, I forget one of you is mute. How do I even talk to you, kid?" Percy only stared back at the man. At least it was easy for him to hold his tongue and not snark back at the man. "I guess I only really need you to listen."

Gordon reached into his trench coat, revealing a file, "Recent murder. Woman mid-forties. Seventeen stab wounds to the lower stomach. One, Beatrice Gardner."

Percy took the file from him, not even tempting a glance at the mosh pit of words he knew would lie in it. He just took it because the man offered it.

"You even going to look at it, kid?"

Percy shook his head as he crossed his arms, letting the file crease under his armpit.

"I will need that back, preferably unbent."

That makes that easier. Percy promptly handed it back to the man, noticing a slight crease.

"Kids these days… Why even are you allowed to be doing this? This vigilantism?" He snorted in disgust. "If my daughter tried sneaking out to dress up, I would make her wait till she could enroll in an academy and put her in uniform before I ever let her touch that latex you wear."

"It isn't latex," Percy signed before giving up. There was no point to this.

"Maybe I need to send her to her Mother's for a bit to get away from Gotham and its crazies." Gordon rambled to himself.

Percy let the man continue mumbling to himself as he backstepped away slowly before disappearing away in full. The file Gordon wanted him to look over was business for Batman. Plus, Bats probably already had the files on the computer. The best he could do was to be out patrolling, looking for the murderer or actual crime.

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No sooner after departing did he get a notification in his HUD about a silent alarm being tripped at Gotham's Finest Jewelry three blocks away. A small course direction atop the roofs led him to see the genuinely latex-clad Catwoman twirling a pearl bracelet around her pointer finger as she inspected her nails on her other hand.

The scuffing of his boots, slowing his momentum, causes her to look up at him. Both of them silently held each other's gaze. Batman usually told them to go elsewhere when they had to chase down the feline thief. Was that a matter of the man not trusting them? It didn't matter. He and she were before each other now and Batman was not available.

"I thought Papa Bats would be the one out tonight," she purred, pulling the pearls down onto her wrist as she stood and sashayed towards him. "Can you call him for me?" She paused, awaiting a response, not knowing Percy was debating even trying to communicate with her. "Cat got your tongue?"

"Why?" he signed.

"Use only the letters. That's all I cared to learn," she dismissed him.

She knew sign language? He repeated the individual letters for her, slowly.

"Why? Well, I was hoping for some fun, of course. What cat doesn't like to play?"

"Return t-"

"I'll cut you off there, kiddo. I came out for a night of excitement. I am not returning the pearls unless you can entertain me."

Entertain her?

"Really?"

"Yes. Now, shall we move along to the building hopping, or should I just keep the pearls?"

Did she just want to play a game of cat and mouse? Wasn't he the cat in this situation?

Percy rolled his head to the side in exasperation before leveling off to meet her gaze. She, in turn, raised an eyebrow before cartwheeling backwards and running off. He dutifully chased after.

Over rooftops and alleys, he followed her as she mocked him for being slow.

He wasn't slow; he just wasn't in the mood for a pointless chase. Plus, he knew she would grow tired of running before him, so it was just a matter of his superhuman endurance to her above-normal endurance.

It was honestly boring for him.

After a moment of chasing, the two arrived at a building near Gotham Academy, the thief looked to him, "How ever do you expect to catch me, Kit, if you don't even try?"

"Waiting."

"Whatever are you waiting for? Me to jump to the next building?"

He shook his head, causing her to perch her arms on her waist near her belt and whip. Percy took the moment to watch her breathing, heavy and fast. Her shoulders were slightly slouched, and her stance was wide. She stopped to rest and was talking to delay the chase so she could go further.

They weren't going beyond this roof. That would just be a waste of his time.

He flung a Batarang to her side, close enough to make her dodge but not close enough to hit her. She whipped her head to the side to watch the piece of metal whizz by.

She began to turn back to him, "Hey, that could have hi– Oof."

He launched himself into her waist, pinning her to the ground with his strength. He pinned her arms over her head as he flared a bit of power into his glowing eyes to be a show of force as they pulsed beyond his lenses to light her face in a glow of silver.

"Does he teach you how to do this?" she huffed from below before trying to squirm free. His grip was ironclad, though. His enhanced strength made it too easy. "You win," she rolled her eyes.

He continued to hold her firmly to the ground, searching her eyes for defeat, but he only found blatant annoyance.

"I promise," she met his gaze. "I am done. Plus, I would prefer not to be pinned like this by a child of all people."

Fair. He nodded to her as he moved off of her while remaining very close in case she tried to act. This really was too easy. There was no way Batman didn't want them chasing her because he was worried they weren't ready for her.

"Well then," she stood and stretched her arms over her head, "I think I am going to turn in for the night."

As she tried to step away, he snatched her arm with the pearls, causing her to lash back around at him.

"What? We had our fun. You got to pin me down. I got my chase. Now, we separate."

He held her gaze as he moved his hand from her elbow to her wrist before sliding the pearls off and pocketing them into his belt inside a safety compartment.

"Look who is stealing now, little bat," she tried to pull away from his grip, and this time he let her go free. "Tell Batman he missed out on me tonight. That he owes me a night of fun. Because this… wasn't it."

A sudden explosion blossomed into the sky from Gotham Academy, pulling both vigilante and villain to gaze upon the happenings at the school.

"Convenient. This is the part where we go our separate ways," she spoke.

For once, he agreed, nodding at her. He turned to the building, where he could hear a fight breaking out. What in the world was going on in there?

"Don't interfere, Perseus," Wonder Woman suddenly appeared lowering from the sky as she placed a hand on his shoulder, pulling him away from the edge he was about to leap off. "This is their test to handle."

He stepped back from the edge as he looked around the area. Was she hovering above in the sky the whole time? Did she watch him let Catwoman go? Now that he applied the time to look, he could see other Leaguers atop the other buildings and vantage points surrounding the school. Did they all see him deal with the thief?

"While some of the League was fine with the Team existing, others needed more concrete proof they could work as a team. Batman used the opportunity of today and the AMAZO android to replicate that you children are just as capable as us."

"Why was I benched?"

"A few reasons. My faith in you. Batman wants to isolate variables. Precautions in the case the android could copy divine power."

"So, it isn't a slight against me?"

"Never," She placed her other hand on his other shoulder turning him to face her as she looked into his mask. "If anything, Batman figured Gotham would be more interesting for you tonight."

"New murder case and Catwoman."

"I saw the cat burglar leave. Why did you let her?"

"She has a deal with Batman."

"Do they, now?"

"Yeah, he tells us not to worry about her. That if we see her, let her be or so."

"Yet, you confronted her?"

"I wanted to see if she was as bad as Bane since he always told us off from being around her. She wasn't. Plus she stole a pearl bracelet."

"Why do you think he sends you away then?"

"I don't know."

"Hmm," she pulled away. "I have an idea, but not one you should fret about."

Silence descended on the two as they watched the school gymnasium get slowly destroyed. Who was going to repair that? Would the school have to close for a while for repairs? Or did they just not have a gym class for a time?

"Have you developed more with your powers?"

He shook his head no.

"Perhaps, you should consult with Lady Artemis sometime soon. It would only serve to help you, and she does seem fond of you. At least more so than other males."

He couldn't help but look up at the night sky. The moon was free to peer beyond the clouds down upon him, and he could feel its watchful eye centered on his conversation.

"You think she would really help me?"

"She did tell you that she was there for you. I imagine a goddess lending herself to be called upon would mean they are willing to help."

"I'll reach out soon."

"Good, you have a lot to learn, and one day, I know you will be the finest hero."

"That's the dream."

"She would be proud of you, your sister."

"You think so?"

"Yes. Anyone who knows you is proud of you."

A comfortable silence descended as the two watched the destruction of the gymnasium slowly come to a stop. For Percy, he wasn't so much as watching as he was in his own head thinking.

Would his real mother be proud of him? Did she even care about him? Would Mother Sally be proud of him? What of Artemis?

Artemis had indeed promised him that she would be there for him while denying being of his kin. That was years ago, upon his first visit to the mountaintop, and since then, he never did figure out her true interests in him beyond his powers. He had hesitated to contact her further because he was afraid it was a lie, that she was only polite in the company of all who roamed Olympus, and that if he genuinely called for her, she would kill him or worse. Dick had read some of her legends, and they did not endear him to seek her out.

"It would seem their altercation is over. They cannot know the League was watching," She explained capturing his attention. "They would not take well to it. They would still think we doubt their ability. It will be another one of our little secrets."

But some did doubt their ability, "Okay."

"Then I shall let you resume your patrol of the city. I am sure Batman will be around to send you to the cave you choose."

He nodded as Diana began to float away slowly before turning back one last time.

"Oh, one last thing. Perhaps if you truly are interested in life beyond the costume and garnering a more social aspect in life, convince Bruce to let you go to school. I think it would do wonders for you."

School…?

AN: I am not going to lie. If I could magically skip to posting the final arc of this story I would in a heartbeat. The ending I have in mind has all my focus for this story and for whatever reason it is making it hard to write the first parts that aren't the climax. Apologies for not having an update at any point in March, but my PJO x Star Wars story has had my complete and utter focus as the following behind the story has been so vocal in support and wanting to read more. I have just been leaning into them.

That said, drops a review, a favorite, and/or a follow on this story, and I will see that as an active audience wanting more, and I mentally will feel more inclined to prioritize this story over the others.

As always, feel free to contact me in my PM or Discord DMs. You can find me on the Emerald Library Discord Server.

In terms of talking about this story in my note, I will admit, I am trying to approach this story to feel more episodic like the show, that the chapter or sometimes chapters reflect how the Young Justice show tells its story. Consequently, I feel as if it feels a little clunky or wrong for a novelistic approach that writing takes. That would more be on me as an author to execute that better, so I am going to try and look to resolve what feels off. If you feel that clunkiness as well, please reach out to me and help me identify where the problems are, so I can fix them.

As always, thanks for all the support you all give me. I know this story isn't perfect and that it isn't a story everyone will be interested in based on my unconventional narrative path, but I will say I have big plans for this story. I am taking my path with purpose, and I plan on having a long arching narrative and plotlines that will extend throughout the entire stories I wish to tell in this universe.

That's about it.

-Manke