Hey guys….. sorry about not posting anything sooner, it was just that my laptop hasn't been wanting to work and there was no wifi, and I don't really know how to continue the story. so… yeah. I kinda wanted to try point of views so when you finish this chapter tell me what you think so I can either continue or stop. Well, thanks to those who reviewed. Okay I think you have waited long enough for another chapter. Here you go.

Disclaimer: I don't own avengers or young justice.

"This" = thoughts

Connor's POV ("Point Of View" for those who didn't know)

Connor groaned as he came back to the world of consciousness. He winced as he opened his eyes; the light was really bright, and gave him a headache. There was glass around him, in a cylindrical shape. He thought back to when he was at Cadmus, being in solitude. He began to panic, and quickly rose to his feet, causing the headache he had to grow.

Where am I? He looked around, trying to find an exit. He began to bang his fist onto the glass, but it seemed to be indestructible. WHY ISN'T IT BREAKING?! He thought dreadfully. He felt like something on display, he couldn't see past the glass around him. "Let me out of here!." he yelled in anger. He quit striking the wall, hope of getting out anytime soon, shrinking every second that passed.

He sat up against the glass, and rested his head against the glass M'Gann? Team? Where are you? He thought to himself. But then he felt a tug in his brain. "It's okay Connor, everyone's fine. But I haven't heard from robin, I'm sure he's okay though." M'Gann said (more like thought) to him. "Thank goodness everyone's alive." Connor said in relief. "We are also happy to hear you well, Connor." Replied Kaldur.

Director Fury's POV

Fury watched as the super teen stopped pounding his fist into the glass and sat down, resting his head on the glass. "Director Fury, sir?" agent Hill called. "Yes, agent Hill?" "The smallest one has woken up." Fury looked at her, "Tell agents Barton and Romanov to assist me in interrogation." "Yes, sir." Replied agent Hill.

Fury watched as she walked away to her station, speaking in the microphone. "Agents Barton and Romanov, report to Interrogation Room three. Barton and Romanov, IR three." Fury stepped down from his station, and walked to the interrogation room the kid was supposed to be. Since this kid is the smallest, he should be the easiest to interrogate. Right?

Wrong. As soon as Fury began to interrogate the child, he refused to answer any of his questions, smirking the whole time. "kid, if you answer my question, I will give you candy." Agent Barton said, trying to use bribery on the kid. The kid raised his eyebrows, "How old do you think I am?"

"Eight, nine, maybe ten?" He replied. "You wish. I am neither of those ages." "Well, then how old are you kid?" "Thirteen, and stop calling me kid." "Well then what should I call you, kid?" "I don't know, just stop calling me kid." "Okay then, kid." Robin rolled his eyes and scoffed, "You don't know when to quit do you?" "Nope, that's my specialty." Clint grinned cheekily.

Robin looked at him, "You're infuriating, and that's not a good thing. I barely use that word while speaking." Natasha smiled, he was getting on Clint's nerves. "I am not… you're infuriating, whatever the heck that means. You appeared out of nowhere, and for all we know, you might be an alien." Robin sighed and put his fingers to the bridge of his nose, "If I was an alien, I would have been out of here by no time. In case you have not noticed, I'm human."

"You sure don't act like a human kid. I mean what's a kid doing with all of those big words, and gadgets, and tech anyways. And where are your parents? Aren't they worried about you?" Robin clenched his jaw while having a slight frown.

"What? Out of comebacks, kid?" Clint said without realizing what robin's body language meant. Romanov elbowed him, "Knock it off, Barton." Robin showed more of his frown and began to glare at Clint, who was getting weirded out. Romanov asks, "Are you okay?" robin looked at her with an angry glare, "I won't say anything until I know my team is safe. Even if they are, I still won't say anything." He said with a defiant tone.

Nick fury tired of robin's antics, steps away from the wall and stands in front of the table that robin is cuffed to. "No more games, kid. I need to know who you are, where you and your friends came from, and how you appeared out of thin air." "First off, once again, I am not a kid. Second off, I am not telling you anything about my friend or myself. Lastly, we came to the helicarrier to ask for your help. But since you attacked us first I am not going to give you information of my team or our lives."

Clint then sighs and says, "I don't know where you get off saying that kid, but we're the interrogators, and you're the… interogatee?" Natasha interrupted Clint, "The point is, we can't help you or your team until you help us." "And I can't help you until I know that my team is safe."

Wally's POV

Wally was laying down while staring at the ceiling and moving his hands at high speeds. He then sat up while facing the door. An idea filled his mind and smiled, even though the consequences. "Why didn't I think of this before?" He asked himself. He stood up and walked to one of the walls around him and knocked. He proceeded this process until he reached the door. When he knocked on the door he began to jump in excitement, it's the thinnest of the four walls around him.

He then began to try to phase his hand through the door, then pulls it back in. Faster. I need to go faster. He thinks to himself. He began to run in circles to get his molecules moving, then phases fully through the door and lands on his knees with a headache and a slightly bloody nose. "I have to find the others." He ran to the next hall and ran past several windows, while he was passing a room, he saw a boy that had black ebony hair. Okay, I've got my hacker. Now how do I get in? he thinks to himself.

Standing in front of robin he saw the woman in black, the purple arrow dude, and a guy with an eyepatch, with their backs to him. Okay…. He looked into the window to see better. Robin then saw his friend and began to fiddle with his gloves. Wally looked around the door and found a keypad, then smashed it; electrical music to his ears. Next thing he knew a siren began to blare and robin was pulling him down the hallway as fast as his legs could pull them.

Okay guys, I am really sorry. I had writer's block, and I couldn't think of anything to type, this is what I put together in a month. Again I am really sorry, and would like to thank those who has supported me. Till next time.

-BWF