Hey all! Here is another chapter. Much love to everyone who has been leaving me reviews for this story. Yes, I'm still posting, guys we're almost near the end! Pls leave me a review and let me know what you think about the chapter, Robin's new team members, Asif being the boy of the hour, and Slade who is just chilling who knows where. Anyways...

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Interviews were slow at first, with only a few takers and honestly, Robin didn't see this as a deterrence. It was a challenge. Ksenia had left them to their own devices with a promise that they would find someone for their team. And he silently hoped she was right. Lunch was always busy and he could feel all the eyes on him. He figured he'd let people eat their meals and perhaps someone would stop by. He didn't want to force anyone's hand. But thirty minutes in and people were still giving him the cold shoulder. He honestly felt like this was High School all over again—the cafeteria drama, the awkward glances. And to think many of these people here were older than he was. He felt like he should pack it in until a larger man dropped himself into the seat in front of him. The man must have been in his early to mid-twenties and he was massive. As in this man's frame was larger than even Slade's.

"Soooo you looking to build a team, huh?" The man stared at Robin. The boy picked up the man's accent right away. He was Mexican. The man was tall, probably around 6'3. He had black hair and these deep emerald eyes. And on top of it all, he was built like a fortress. Robin looked at the man across from him. "I am. Are you applying?"

The man leaned his frame over and looked down at the two younger men. He was trying to be imposing. He was probably trying to make himself even bigger than he already was. "I am." he leaned back a little. "So do I get an interview or what?" Asif looked at his friend and shrugged. Robin followed suit. "Sure."

Asif sighed and grabbed the paper in front of him. "So first off, what exactly do you bring to the table? We need people with specific skills that can aid us in fighting against an elite unit, one could say, of meta-humans." Asif and Robin had discussed earlier what was to be said and what was to be kept hush-hush in the interviews. Not everyone in Slade's forces had intel on the ben Elohim. In fact, Robin was sure it was only himself, Slade, and a handful of others that was aware of their presence. Although they both knew it would only be a matter of time before the knowledge became more common. Right now even, rumors were running rapidly through the base.

In the past, the Society had been making an enemy of them since World War II and while the Society had kept quiet about it for years, they all knew that the ship was slowly sinking. The ben Elohim themselves had made their move and the Society would act. The secrets both sides had kept to themselves would slowly unravel. And Robin knew that in the end, the Legacy was key to all of this.

But for now, Robin's attention was directed back to the man in front of him as he stared at Asif and then merely shrugged. "They call me Tank. You can pretty much guess as to why they gave me such a name."

"So you got some muscle, that doesn't do much." Robin looked at the man. "What are your skills, exactly?"

The man smiled at him. "I can rip a gun off of a tank, perhaps throw a boulder at a helicopter. I am unnaturally strong. I'm not stupid either, I can think on my feet, and take orders when I need to." Tank crossed his arms. "I'm not applying to cause any trouble."

"Then why are you applying?"

"You're Slade's apprentice, one day you're going to be the boss of this place. Although we all know that won't be for a while. You're a smart kid. Call me sentimental, but you remind me of someone I once knew. And honestly, I think you have a bright future ahead of you, which could lead to a bright future for me. Plus I have some promises to keep, which is one reason why I came here in the first place, but maybe I can find a better way to keep them if I'm a little more on the field."

Robin crossed his arms. "You want more time on the field? You don't get enough missions. Is that why you want to join?"

The man shrugged. "I need to prove myself somehow, and if being out there proves anything of what I'm capable of then so be it."

Robin frowned. "Why do you need to prove anything?"

"Huh, that's for me to know and for you to hopefully never find out."

The former hero thought of trust, but he also realized that everyone had their reasons for doing anything, this man said he had a promise to keep. This meant he could very well backstab them all just to be able to keep it, or he could be able to fulfill his promise while being part of his team and become a prominent member. None of this was going to be easy. This wasn't a team of heroes anymore, it was an elite unit of what the world would consider villains. Or at the very least, ruthless mercenaries. "Alright, I understand. We all have our secrets. But trust is something that is needed in a team. I don't expect anyone to tell me about their lowest or darkest moments. I just need people who can do the job and work with one another. You have to be a team player."

Tank looked at the two younger men. "I get that. I understand what a team means."

"Anything else you can bring to the table?"

"I have little of what one would call background history, no real education other than what I was taught in school and what I have learned on my own. But I'm good to have around. Everyone needs a tank in their party, right?"

Richard nodded. "Alright, we'll put you in for consideration." The man smiled. "Thanks, Robin."

"It's not Robin anymore. Just call me Renegade." The man looked at him and nodded. "Alright, well then thanks, Renegade." Both Robin and Asif watched as the man walked away and out of the cafeteria. "What do you think?" It was Asif that posed the question and all Robin could do was shrug. He supposed some muscle on the team would always be an asset.

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"They call me Knave, my real name is Lindsey Lindbrum."

"Knave?" The girl giggled. "Yep."

Robin looked perplexed. "Why is your codename Knave?"

The girl must have been closer to his age. "I'm a thief, a really good one."

Robin looked at the girl. "I don't need thieves. I can do that job myself."

"But I'm the best!"

Asif sighed before he cried out "NEXT!"

It was another two hours of interviews with a series of untitled mishaps. Each candidate just didn't have what he was looking for. It was as if the true members he needed didn't want to bother. He knew that Slade had some meta-humans within his own forces, he knew that there were some people here who could make a difference if they were part of his team. But he also knew that those people were most likely already higher up in rank. What he needed was people that wanted to make something of themselves and while there was a lot of that going around, no one so far truly had the edge he was looking for.

He sighed again when another candidate disappointed him and Asif yelled out another "NEXT!".

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"Sooooooo your name again?" Robin looked a little perplexed as the woman stood in front of them. Asif and Richard were both still sitting in their makeshift setup when she appeared practically demanding an interview. And so Robin decided to give her one.

"It's Katherine, but the field name has always been Discord."

He crossed his arms. "Ok." his eyes looked from her to the chair in front of them. "You can take a seat you know." The blonde-haired woman eyed the flimsy chair before she sat down. "What else do you want to know?"

"What else do you have to tell?"

"You're the one holding the interview. Shouldn't you be asking the questions?"

The former hero smiled. "Touché."

"I know you intend to fight against a military force filled with meta-humans, and as you may have noticed, Slade's forces are generally normal men with a few special exceptions such as myself. And before you ask, the rumor has gotten around in the last few days that you and Deathstroke took on an entire army of meta-humans. Although, it's not entirely unlike Deathstroke to accomplish something like that. Still, I do question the entire truth of it all. After all, you wouldn't be creating a team for no reason now, would you?"

"You're a meta-human?" The woman nodded in return. Asif looked at his friend, he was able to pull up some information on this Discord person. She was indeed a meta-human. A powerful one at that. She came into Slade's military forces by chance and apparently was recruited by one of the colonels. Asif knew that she could be a danger to them all, but her abilities could be useful if Robin decided to take her on.

"You're looking for some, aren't you?"

"Possibly, although you don't really have to have any powers to be of any worth."

"Yes, you are a stunning example of that, aren't you?" Robin inwardly frowned. This wasn't going anywhere. "So," he began, "What are your abilities?"

The woman nodded. "Advanced telekinesis and telepathy."

"So you can read minds?"

"Also fly, create shields, use the terrain as weaponry, combust a person's mind."

Robin nearly jumped from his seat. "Wait, did you just say you can basically explode heads?"

The woman nodded. "Yes. The human body is pretty fragile. It's quite easy to tear apart."

"Huh." Richard leaned back into his chair. "Well," he began, "I have your file here. We'll keep you updated." The woman merely nodded again before she stood up and took her leave. It was a bit before Asif spoke up. "She would be useful you know, a bit threatening. But useful." Robin shook his head. "Also a danger to us all. Are there any reports of her disobeying orders, causing havoc?"

Asif brought up the woman's file. "Not really. Apparently, she's a shining example."

"Would still have to keep her on a leash."

"Keeping someone contained like that would be difficult, especially when she can intrude upon your mind." Robin could only agree with Asif. "True. But then again, maybe it would be good to have someone that dangerous on the team. The ben Elohim is built to be dangerous. Maybe we need to think the same way." Asif nodded. "Should I add her to the list?" And with a heavy sigh, Robin returned his answer with a "Yes."

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There were a few other interviews, none of which Robin was interested in. None of them seemed to have the edge he was looking for. He needed a team that could stand up against the ben Elohim. He needed a team that could stand against something that had been ruling the world for possibly thousands of years. He knew that no one here would know exactly what they were going up against. Most just wanted to get positions higher up in the field. Better promotions meant more work, which also meant more money.

So far, there were only two possible candidates. And if he only got two, that would make their total members for the elite unit at a solid five. Robin sighed. That seemed like a lucky number. It was five last time. And to be honest he was done for the day. He would not be back again tomorrow. If anyone still wanted to apply they would have to seek him out.

"What do you think?"

Robin shrugged. "I guess it's good with five."

The two agreed on who was going to be on the team. Himself, Asif, Ksenia, Tank, and Discord. His friend nodded. "I guess. I'll send them notifications that they made the cut. When do you think we should have our first meet-up?"

"Tomorrow. Get everyone together, let them all meet one another."

"Sounds good." The two were cleaning up their mess from the afternoon. They had been set up since before lunch and it was now around five in the evening. When the two were done they parted ways and soon Robin found himself back in the computer lab overlooking files on the Legacy. His mind wandered back to all that had happened for the past few months and of course back to her, back to Sariel. And for awhile he wondered when he would see her again, when would more of this mystery unfold. He never thought it before, but now everything had changed, and as far as he was concerned Sariel held the key to the answers he sought.

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