Heeeuuuurrrrrggggghhhhh. Forgive me.

Also, I am trying my best to keep within YJ S3 continuity (timeline wise) as I want the majority of the book to take place after the third season. I'm sorry about the time jumps, but not much happens on an island with like six people on it.

This chapter lines up with S3 E13 and is roughly seven weeks after the last chapter.

Jason was in the courtyard practicing with Sensei when Ra's found him. They two sparring paused, turning to bow to Ra's.

"At ease. Leave us, Sensei." Sensei nodded, walking away into the building. Jason turned to look at Ra's, who was staring intently at the teen. "Jason, I have a mission for you. This time, however, Damian will not be going. It is much too dangerous for him. You will going alone."

Jason looked at Ra's curiously. "What is my mission?"

Ra's motioned for Jason to walk with him. They walked down to the beach, Ra's explaining the whole time. "I have been keeping tabs on my ex associates in the Light and on the young Justice League. There is a point of interest between the two, a meta-human trafficking ring in Greater Bialya. I want you to go there and observe, see if any of the meta-humans are worth recruiting." Ra's handed Jason a communications device. "Put this in your ear, stay in contact. I have upgraded the lenses in your suit so that I will be able to watch through them. Go now, the helicopter is waiting for you."

Jason nodded, running to his room to find his work suit spread out on his bed. He changed, going to the helicopter and sliding the door shut behind him. He watched as the island got smaller behind him, slipping his mask on over his face and placing the device in his ear. 

It took some time to fly to Greater Bialya and even more time to spot the meta-human  trafficking ring, but he found it. Jason slipped the door to the helicopter open, jumping out and landing on the roof, unaware of a certain half-Kryptonian spotting him.

"Look alive team, looks like we have a third player in our midst." Superboy spoke, watching as the red hooded ninja slipped from view.

"Who?" Nightwing asked, sending his spy-bug out the bioship and into the abandoned mall below.

"Al Ghul." Superboy replied.

Nightwing tensed, ignoring the feeling that this could go awry as he watched through his spy-bug. "Huh."

"You in a sharing mood?" Artemis quipped, putting her hands on her hips.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry." Nightwing enlarged the screen so that the bioship was the screen, looking out onto the crowd below.

Everyone below wore white masks to cover their faces and were dressed in fancy clothes, standing around talking to one another.

"There's a crowd. They don't look too tough." Black Lightning looked down at the people below, glancing at Nightwing when he spoke.

"You're focusing on the spectators, I'm more concerned about the security." Nightwing stared straight ahead at a group of meta-humans. "Queen Bee's meta-human enforcers. Codenamed Onslaught."

A man came onto a platform and introduced himself as Mister Bliss, presenting two meta-human teenagers down below him. "...and in this corner, Terra!"

"Tara!" Brion called out, looking down at his sister.

"Brion Markov finds Brion Markov's sister! This is a good day." Forager declared.

"There's just one problem...this isn't just the depot, this is a fight club for meta-teen gladiators."

"And sensors show they're all enslaved by control chips."

"Not for long!" Brion growled.

"Look, I wasn't expecting this either. But you have to be-"

"Be patient?! You cannot seriously expect me to walk away now."

"No. But Psimon is down there. He's a powerful psychic and if you project strong emotions he'll notice." Nightwing crossed his arms over his chest, staring Brion down.

"So can you stay whelmed or not?" Superboy asked.

"I will follow your lead."

"Good. Here's what we're going to do."

Down below, Jason was hiding behind the crowd, sticking to the shadows as he observed what was happening. He watched three late arrivals show up on the platform across from him, narrowing his eyes at them. It was a blonde woman, a black man, and a man with black hair, their features covered by their masks.

"Jason, pay attention to the fighting."

"Sorry, Ra's." Jason mumbled, looking back to the fighting ring. He watched as the girl lost to her opponent, collapsing on the ground. "Well? Do they look promising?"

"Hmm, could come in handy..." The bidding began and Jason watched as the three late arrivals won the girl. He watched as they exited the building with their her, deciding to trail them until Ra's stopped him. "That is not the mission, Jason. Stay and observe the rest of the battles."

Jason grit his teeth but obeyed.

It wasn't long before the power cut out in the building. Jason went onto high alert, backing up into the wall. An explosion rocked the building and Jason stumbled forward.

"Ra's, orders."

"Get out of there, now."

Jason began to retrace his steps, finding his entrance blocked by rocks that fell during the explosion. He grunted, running back towards the main entrance. He stopped when he saw the meta-teens escaping with a blonde woman and man with black hair dressed in matching outfits. He felt an overwhelming urge to help them when they were attacked by the adult meta-humans.

Cursing himself, Jason jumped over the railing and landed a few yards away from the group.

"Jason, what are you doing?!"

"Sorry, Ra's, you told me to observe the battle. That's what I'm doing." Jason reached to his waist, pulling out throwing knives. He threw three at each of the twins, hitting them in the back and gaining the attention of the escaping meta-teens and their rescuers.

"Here to take the meta-teens for Ra's al Ghul?" The man snapped, narrowing his eyes at Jason.

Jason felt his head begin to pound at that voice.

Grayson.

"Sorry to keep disappointing the expectations about me, but no. I'm here to help out." Jason drawled when the Terror Twins turned to look at him with looks of rage. "You two ready to have your asses kicked?"

They ran at Jason and he motioned for the group to leave, running straight at the twins. He leapt over their heads, attaching an electro-impulse device to their backs before activating them, watching as they passed out. He smirked, running to the exit.

He got there a second before a man with black lightning came barreling out, shooting his lightning at a behemoth of a woman. Jason dove out of the way, looking up to see Grayson boarding his spaceship with the meta-teens.

"Ra's, or-ack!" Jason felt a giant hand wrap around his throat, lifting him into the air.

"Jason!" Damian's voice came from the other side of his comm unit, making Jason's heart beat faster. His little demon shouldn't be seeing this.

"Give us back our slaves or I pop his head off." The woman demanded, tightening her grip on Jason's throat.

"Wouldn't...be...my first death." Jason grunted, kicking the woman in the chest. She grabbed one of his legs and promptly broke it. Jason sucked in a breath, squeezing his eyes closed.

"Devastation, let him go." Grayson spoke calmly, staring at Jason the entire time.

"Not until I have my slaves back."

"Wait, wait, wait." Jason wheezed. "Your name...is Devastation?" Jason cackled as best he could given the woman was choking him. "That's dope."

"Jason, listen to me. She has invulnerability. Your going to have to get creative with this." Talia's voice came through his comm unit, giving Jason an idea.

He reached into his throwing knives and pulled one out, swinging it back into Devastation's eye. She screamed, dropping Jason in the process of going to pull the knife out of her eye.

Jason landed on his broken leg and muffled a scream, limping away from the thrashing woman.

"Lightning, grab the assassin!" Grayson called out, making Jason's blood run cold.

He reached for his katana only for a jolt of lightning to go through him, sending him to the ground. He spasmed on the ground for a moment, looking up through his mask to see Grayson approaching him. He picked Jason up off the ground and brought him towards the bioship.

Jason was panicking, not being able to move his limbs as he was carried aboard the ship and tied to a chair in the back.

"Ra's...have the 'copter follow my location. I have an idea."

Jason watched as the young Justice League members comforted the meta-teens, all the while formulating a plan of escape in his head. All he needed to do was get out of these ropes.