-YES! I finally Updated!!  I've graduated highschool now, so I have at least 3 whole months of being bored and having time to work on personal projects-

There was nothing Barry could have done. He was critically outnumbered. He couldn't even contact the cave until they were almost gone.

"Not that one, that one's reserved."

"Well which ones ain't reserved?"

"One is reserved, Three is sold. The others are up for auction, but we have several interested buyers on six."

"What's the going rate on 'im?"

"67."

"What about two?"

"74-- but she has hundreds of one-of-a-kind skills. This is an exclusive access to martian dna, I'm tempted to up the price to 75."

"I'll take her for 80. In the reconditioning service, of course."

"Of course."

Wally rubbed his eyes, a yawn escaping as he rolled over. His body hurt! He sat up, rubbing the back of his head. "Owwiee." He opened his eyes and let them adjust to the light. He was in a well lit white room, and thankfully, he wasn't alone. Wally crawled over to Kaldur, his stomach churning. "Kal?"

He murmured as he was rolled over. "hmm."

"Wake up." Wally desperately shook Kaldur. "Its a emergency!! Kal!!"

"What? What is it?" Kaldur sat up sharply, gasping. "Wally?" 

"Wherearewe?" He sniffled.

Kaldur looked around the room, relieved that he was able to count all six of them in attendance. All of them were dressed in black coveralls, a number pinned to the front.

Kaldur immediately picked Robin up, holding him closely, inspecting the infant for damage. "Are you okay, Robin?" Dick stirred, but otherwise slumbered in peace. He held the smaller child securely and looked around: Artemis, M'gann, and Conner were splayed across the floor, snoring softly and sucking their thumbs.

"I wa'a go home..." Wally sniffed, threatening tears. M'gann perked awake, their lip trembling from channeling Wally's fear. 

"What's happens?" She asked, already upset by her friends' emotions. "Kaldur where awe we?"

"I don't know...." Kaldur's eyes stung and his chest heaved. He wanted his mother. He wanted Mera. Or Garth and Tula. He didn't know what to do, but he was supposed to. He hugged Robin against his chest like a teddy bear. He didn't know how to take care of a baby, or... himself. 

Scared and hurt, he hid his face in his knees and let the tears come.

"Connie? Conneerrrr?" M'gann shook him awake desperately. 

"M'gann?" He sat up, going loose like a ragdoll and letting her hug him. "What's..." He perked up, staring at the long, mirrored wall across the room.

"Do you hear something?" She asked.

"Shhh! listen!"

They strained their hearing, and through the mirrored wall came a faint, high voice. "70. do we see 75?" A pause. "Come now, you could use him for anything you please, it will be too fast to be caught. or, you could unpack the genetic cause of his speed... 75!"

Wally frowned, eyes cramped shut to help him hear better. "75?"

Artemis, who'd woken up at some point, wormed her way under Kaldur's arm, buffering between him and Robin. "What's going on?"

"I don't know."

"Oh." She nuzzled against him for comfort,  patting the barely conscious Robin's hair. "That's okay Kal."

"Batman?" Diana called from the doorway, her face gaunt like his, and all the others after working all day and into the night. "We found her."

Bruce slid down the towering map, watching as Cheshire was wrestled in. He stood, stone-like in disposition. "Jade Nguyen."

"Tell these fucks to let go!" She thrashed angrily. 

"You told Red Arrow something about someone wanting the team."

"Yeah! I was helping you, for some reason!" 

"I know you don't want your sister dead, Jade." Bruce said, rage burning in his stomach, which he was barely able to cover. 

"You don't know me at all." The young woman spat.

"Option one: you help us track your sister and we let you leave with a one hour grace period before reporting your location." Diana warned, gripping her still. "Option two: you're jailed and your sister might die because of your noncompliance, the choice is yours."

"There's this website where people post ads for unreportable jobs. It gets taken down a lot, but the last time I saw it it was a weebly site called Bus Safety Training. That's not the name now." 

"What's the new name."

"I don't know." She snarled. "All I know, and all you need to know is that a couple weeks ago someone going by Mae posted an ad for assistance collecting the team. That's it. The ad got taken down because enough people agreed to do it. There! That's it!"

Bruce scowled, but couldn't see any blatant lying. He didn't have time for games. "Wonderwoman, take her a mile outside the city and release her."

"You're club is all bullshit, no action. I'll track down Artemis by my self-- something I was trying to do when you brought me in!"

"Stay away, or I'm not afraid to hold you for their safety." Diana warned, marching the assassin out. 

"I'm not going to kill my sister!"

"No, but you might interfere with our rescue team." Wonderwoman sighed. "As deplorable as your actions are, you don't want your sister dead; I can understand that. I can't say I respect you, Cheshire, but you aren't evil. The fastest way to save your sister is to stay away."

"Fuck all of you." She snarled. "None of you will ever love Alice as much as I do."

"I'm scared." M'gann admitted finally. "Are you scared?" She asked, prodding Conner. He whined slightly and scooched away. "I wanna go home." She whimpered, gripping the paper #2 on her shirt. 

"Out!" Conner shouted, kicking. He crawled up, shoving off the floor and ran to the mirror, drawing up his fists and striking, as hard as he could. Glass cracked and shattered, held up only by al layer of shatterproof film. He reeled back to punch again.

"No no, baby." A stern voice cooed behind them. "We don't break other people's  things."

"...no?"

"No." A woman towered in the doorway, she looked around the age of Robin's grandpa, a soft face with gentle eyes. "Sit down and listen to mother."

"Mother?" Artemis asked, sitting criss-cross-apple-sauce, cradling Kaldur's head in her lap.

"Yes?"

The girl went quiet, brain not cognoscente enough to rephrase the question.

"What a polite little girl." The woman called mother cooed. "Won't you all be good and polite for me?"

Wally tugged his friends' arms. "Tell." 

"We'ant to go home." Kaldur explained, staring at the floor. He could feel his lungs getting ichy, a fact he wouldn't tell anyone, but if it meant helping his friends, he would try his best to be assertive with an adult.

"Don't fear, little number six. Mother will take care of you."

Kaldur wrapped his free arm around Wally, pulling both the speedster and Robin against his chest. "Okay. 'trust you." He muttered.

"Good little children. Now, come listen to mother..."