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(Age 13 for Leona and Damian)
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December 30th, D.C

"You all know of my two youngest protégés, correct" A Deep voice said. Two Profile cards appeared on the screen. One labeled Robin, the other labeled Shadow. "I've been teaching Robin under my wing for 2 years now, whereas Shadow...doesn't have a stable trainer, Nor has been on an actual team larger than 3 before." The Figure dressed in all black informed the many superhuman heroes in front of him. "You all probably know where this is leading up too."

A Blonde in a dark blue leather jacket, by the name Black Canary, spoke up. "You want one of us to train the girl". White Mask-holes hade eye contact with blue eyes. "No" Batman gruffly said, "I want both of them to join the Young Justice Team."

The room erupted in chaos immediately and many questions were thrown to the Bats way.

"Two 13 year old assassins!"

"How can we trust they won't murder us in our sleep!"

"How will they be able to interact with the team, if their communicating skills are so minimal?"

"Quiet! Batman wouldn't just throw us into this blind, he probably has a backup plan" A certain Kryptonian shouted, silencing the heroes.

Bruce silently thanked Superman. He then cleared his threat and continued. "These two make up for the lack of teamwork in martial arts, assassination, sword and knife skills, and stealth. Shadow is matched to Nightwings Skills, and could be better, Damian is almost a perfect team leader, and has amazing knowledge in topics most adults don't know. These two work exceptionally together if....they don't let their hot headedness get the best of them. They would be a great benefit to the Team." Batman finished with a slight glare towards the League members for being interrupted earlier.

Silence filled the League room. Most members didn't know wether to trust the Kids or not, especially not with their...background.

"I say we let them in"

Heads turned (some scowling) towards a certain blonde in a red and yellow suit. " it's been a while since we've had a robin, or new additions for that matter since..." Barry ended, quickly looking at the table and staring at his rapidly raping fingers. "Me Too" Another voice popped out, belonging to a green clad archer. "They both seem like they have great potential". "I for one look forward to sparring with this 'Shadow' character" A little Canary sung. "I also approve!" Superman agreed. Soon all(most) members agreed on letting the twin assassins in.

"Let's just hope they get along with the team."

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"Why do I have to join a team of teenagers?" Leona spat once Bruce entered the Batcave. His Dark glare settled on her shorter figure. "You were watching the Meeting. I thought I disabled that." He took off the Bat mask.

Leona groaned and settled deeper into the Batcave chair. "Your Young Justice Team is a team compromised of teens ranging from ages 13 to 18, depending if they are nominated to join the Justice League." She stated. Bruce nodded, "Correct".

"The most Hormonal Years of age, I doubt they're on my level of skill." She groaned and pulled her knees to her chest." "Are you whining?" "No!"

The Bat sighed. "A good number of the teens are skilled, not to mention Dick, Barbra, and Tim, are on the team." "Great."

"If it makes you feel better Damian also has to join." A secret smirk appeared on Bruce's face briefly. Though Leona didn't hide her small grin, the tips of pointed teeth flashed. "Fuck Yeah" She whispered to no one in particular.

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"I Don't want to be here." Damian groaned and glared at his father. "You think either of us want to go to this shit show" Leona equally glared at Bruce. "Quit Glaring. I can feel your eyes through the back of my skull." He began to type their names into the zeta tube, "and no cursing."

Leona gave one more menacing glare, before fiddling with her mask, making sure it was in place.

Her outfit consisted of a black leather suit with 2 white, animal like scratches across from each other, Knee high Boots, much like Damian's (the front is boot like, where as the back and sides have straps wrapping round the calf), Grey Gloves (with an opening at the nail), and a silky black cape that trailed to her ankles.

"Damian, your first."

"What."

Damian 'TT'ed and grudgingly entered the Telephone Box. 'Robin. B-24'.

'Here I go'

As Soon as the dizziness and tingling was over, Leona noticed the team of super powered teens in front of her. The pair of eyes staring at her made her uncomfortable, but of course, she returned with a serious gaze.

"Team, these are my two protégés, Robin and Shadow, a few of you have met and worked along side of them." Batman introduced the two thirteen year-olds. Damian smirked arrogantly, "I Hope you children won't be to in awe at my skills." Refusing to Stab her Brother in the stomach, Leona-er-Shadow, spoke up. "I Hope we can all get along." She said politely, unlike her sibling.

"Woah! Cool!" A ginger with freckles, in a yellow and red suit shouted. He zipped (to Shadows surprise) in front of Robin. "You're the real 5th Robin! At 13! Retro."

Batman's eyes narrowed at the teen. Though, before he could stop him, he had already zipped to Shadow's side. "Ooooh! And your Shadow, Sweet! I'm Impu-Kid Flash, but you can call me Bart Allen, Bart Flash Allen, Flash Boy, Bart, Allen Bart, whatever's cool!"

'He's Trouble'

"I'll be going to train" Damian announced, Di-Nightwing, trailing behind him. 'Bastard'. Before an awkwardness could creep up, a girl with green skin and ginger hair that reached her neck floated to Leona. "Hi! I'm Meg'aan, a Martian from Mars, if you ever need anything you can ask me." The girl greeted. 'So Kind. Likely she's easily breakable'.

Leona's gaze met a boy-adolescent, with black hair and striking blue eyes. 'Superman. No, smells different'. Their gazes met in a heated silent stare off. "Superboy." He grunted, "and don't forget the name."

A grunt of pain was caught in her sensitive ear, she followed it to the training room. "Oi! Kid, where you going" a certain Green Clad archer shouted. Instead, Leona found the training room, with its graphed flooring, and Nightwing not facing towards her.

In one flip, Leona wrapped her legs around Dick's neck and threw him the opposite way. "Never turn your back on wild animals."

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Whadya Tink, not long enough, rushed, I love feed back. Here's your prized Chapter 12...Don't forget to read the Title.

My writing was horrendous in this 😭😭

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-NeptuneStar