I don't own DC. Or Young Justice. If I did, I would bring Wally West and Tim Drake back right away. And I would never make Terry McGinnis the new Batman/

"Grayson, if you don't let go of me, I'll ripped your arm off and beat you with it." Damian growled.

"C'mon Dami!" Dick whined.

-tt. Grayson sure is clingy today- Damian thought.

"Damibird. I just want a few hugs! You're gonna be gone for a few months!" Dick whined.

"WAIT WHAT!" Damian jumped up.

Dick straightened and his eyes widened as he realized what he said. "Oh no." He whispered.

Damian walked to his father's study and slammed his fist on Bruce's desk.

"What is going on? Where are you sending me?" Damian demanded.

Bruce leaned back in his chair and sighed. "Who told you?" He groaned.

Dick chose then to walk in with his eyes wide and his hands covering his mouth.

Bruce looked at Dick and shook his head.

"I told you to be careful about what you say to him." He growled.

Dick shrugged and lowered his hands.

"It was an accident B. I didn't mean to." He mumbled.

Bruce looked down shook his head.

"You are going to Mount Justice to join the new team."

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Sooooooooooooo... I guess this is the prologue. Idk. Please leave reviews. They will give me the will to continue this terrible story.