AN: So a pretty decent response to the last chapter, enough to inspire me to get another one out. Though it wasn't planned as I started off writing my PJ/RWBY story, but then wasn't feeling it, then I went to my My Hero Academia story, but again lost interest. Still I did manage to get at least one chapter done, so I hope you all enjoy it. That being said I only had two hours for this, so hopefully it's all good.

For those that reviewed, I'm sorry I've not gotten back to many of you yet. But unfortunetly I've not had much time recently, I will endevour to reply to as many as I can, as and when I can.

Thanks for reading and I hope you all continue to review and read.

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or the DC Universe.

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(Last Time)

"Well he said he meant no harm, so I guess check on the officers and then get back to work." The fireman shrugged, even as some of his fellows sought to calm the crowd, some of whom were now muttering about whether the dark haired man was a new hero, or a vigilante, even as a few minutes later, like the man said, the downed police officers started stirring.

Entering the Cadmus second floor, the dark haired teen walked through the burnt out wreckage, looking this way and that as he did so, before his sea green eyes flicked up and locked on a set of elevator door. His lips curving upwards into a smile as he saw they had been pried open by brute force.

Walking over to the elevator doors, the teen looked down into the gloom below, his expression still amused, before without a word of warning he leapt down, rapidly disappearing into the gloom below.

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Chapter 2

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(With Percy, in the past)

"I will give you a slow death!" Akhlys, the Primordial Goddess of Misery and Poison screamed as she glared hatefully at Percy, her bleeding eyes locked on him and her gnarled pale hands flexing, the nails on them extending as she licked her lips, her black tongue trailing over her cracked, chapped lips. "A death from a thousand poisons!"

As the goddess said this, all around her, poisonous plants began to grow from the barren ground of Tartarus before they then burst like overfilled balloons. Green and white sap trickling out of them, and collecting into pools of hissing, smoking, frothing liquid, liquid which began flowing across the ground towards Percy. The sweet smelling fumes making his head feel wobbly and his body weak and drained.

"Percy!" Annabeth's voice called out, sounding very far away, even as she attempted to distract the goddess of misery.

But to no avail as the goddess was now fixated on Percy.

Seeing this, he tried to retreat, his legs almost giving away beneath him as he stumbled backwards. Unfortunately though the poison ichor was flowing all around him now, making the ground steam and the air burn. Soon enough Percy found himself stuck on an island of dust not much bigger than a shield and getting smaller all the time as the toxic, corrosive, poisonous liquid continued to flow.

A few yards away, his backpack smoking and dissolving into a puddle of goo. Percy had nowhere to go.

Seeing this, he fell to one knee. He wanted to tell Annabeth to run, but he couldn't speak. His throat was as dry as dead leaves.

He wished there were water in Tartarus, some nice pool he could jump into to heal himself, or maybe a river he could control. He'd settle for a bottle of Evian, anything that he could use to defend himself.

"You will feed the eternal darkness," Akhlys hissed from where she stood, her terrible gaze fixed on him, glorying in his suffering. "You will die in the arms of Night!"

He was dimly aware of Annabeth shouting in the background, still trying to distract the goddess, to pull her attention from Percy, and instead onto herself.

All the while the white-green poison kept pooling, little streams trickling from the plants as the venomous lake around him got wider and wider.

Lake, Percy suddenly thought, his murky mind muddling the word over. Streams. Water.

Probably it was just his brain getting fried from poison fumes, but he croaked out a laugh, a sharp bark, filled with pain and tinged with madness. Poison was liquid. If it moved like water, it must be partially water.

He remembered some science lecture about the human body being mostly water too. He remembered extracting water from Jason's lungs back in Rome … If he could control that, then why not other liquids? Would his control over water not extend to all things that contain water? He could create storms at will, and turn water from freezing to boiling with but a thought, therefore could he not do this too?

It was a crazy idea. Poseidon was the god of the sea, not of every liquid everywhere.

Then again who said that had to be the case? Fire here in Tartarus was drinkable. The ground was the body of a dark god. The air was acid, and demigods could be turned into smoky corpses. Even up on the mortal plain, the only limits a person had, were the limits they put on themselves.

So why not try? He had nothing left to lose.

With that though in mind he glared at the poison flood encroaching from all sides. He concentrated so hard that something inside him cracked, as if a crystal ball had shattered in his stomach.

Warmth flowed through him, and the poison tide suddenly stopped.

The fumes blew away from him, and instead headed back towards the goddess. The lake of poison too began rolled towards her in tiny waves and rivulets.

"What is this?"Akhlys shrieked as she saw what was happening, her voice grating on his ears.

"Poison," Percy said, a vicious almost hungry smile on his face. "That's your speciality, right?"

With that said he stood up, his anger growing hotter in his gut.

As he did this the flood of venom continued to roll towards the goddess, the fumes beginning to smother her, making her cough and stagger backwards, her eyes watered even more as she clawed at them, gouging fresh wounds into her face.

Oh, good, Percy thought almost gleefully, any sense of restraint he might have had gone as he allowed the madness of Tartarus to take him, and his monstrous side to take over. More water.

With that in mind Percy imagined her nose and throat filling with her own tears and blood.

In response Akhlys gagged. "I - !"

She tried to say, only for the tide of venom to have reached her feet, sizzling like droplets on a hot iron and causing her to wail and stumble back.

"Percy!" Annabeth voice called out from a great distance.

Twisting his head, he saw that she'd retreated to the edge of the cliff, even though the poison wasn't after her. More than she sounded terrified, her entire body quaking, so much so that her Drakon bone sword had dropped from her hand and fallen onto the dry dusty ground. She was terrified, but he wasn't sure why, surely she could see he was defeating the goddess, he was killing the monster?

"Stop …" Annabeth pleaded, her voice hoarse as she continued to back away, now on the very edge of the pit, her blue eyes wide, and terrified, and locked on Percy.

Percy twisted his head in confusion as he heard that, his muddled mind failing to make sense of what she was saying. Why should he stop? He didn't want to stop. He wanted to choke this goddess. He wanted to watch her drown in her own poison. He wanted to see just how much misery Misery could take.

With that though in mind, Percy's gaze shifted back to the goddess, even as she was consumed by her own poison, her power momentarily usurped.

Seeing this Percy gripped his blade Riptide tighter, his sea green eyes gleaming in the darkness of the pit as he walked towards the goddess, ignoring all else, but his former tormentor. The traitorous goddess who had manipulated and betrayed them, a primordial goddess who was merely a shadow of what she must once have been.

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(In the present, at Cadmus Labs)

With the three sidekicks, Robin, Aqualad and Kid Flash all now incapacitated and in cloning pods, and their intrusion dealt with. Desmond was now in his office, waiting around impatiently for his meeting with his benefactors, the Light, the secret group that was funding Project Cadmus, to begin.

Tapping his foot impatiently, Desmond eyed the seven blank screens irritably, he had only just notified them that he needed to talk, but still he was never the most patient of people. Thankfully though, the room soon went dark, even as each of the seven screens lit up with light, showing Desmond a silhouette of the people he was talking to, even if their faces were distorted by white light, making any form of physical identification impossible.

Not that he cared who they were, as long as the money for his experiments kept coming he was content. Though he could do without the micromanagement and all of the pointless theatrics his employers used when they communicated with him. Still beggars can't be choosers.

"Dr. Desmond. You require an audience with the light?" One of the figures in the screens asked, their voice distorted just like their appearance was.

"Yes. Very sorry to disturb you at this late hour…" Desmond replied unctuously.

"Just give us your report." Another one of the members of the Light demanded impatiently.

"Of course. Well, we had a small fire here at Project Cadmus earlier today. The origin of the incident is still as of yet unknown, but it seems to have attracted some… unwanted attention. Three sidekicks; Robin, Kid Flash and Aqualad breached security. They found and released Project Kr, Superboy. Of course, the clone is under our telepathic control as ordered, and as such turned against his would be liberators. Currently I have the three contained in cloning pods, and as far as I know, I don't think the League knows they're here. So, uh, what should I do?" Desmond finished somewhat lamely, not really sure on what to do next, after all he was a scientist and an academic, this kind of thing wasn't his forte.

"Clone them." Another one of the voices said bluntly.

"The Substitutes will serve the light, and only the light." The leader of the Light added on simply.

"And the originals?" Desmond asked nervously.

"Dispose of them." The leader continued uncaringly. "Leave no trace behind."

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(Elsewhere in Project Cadmus)

As this conversation was happening, so to were the three sidekicks coming around, only to find that each of them was strapped down and contained within a pod, similar to the one that had once contained Superboy. And speaking of said Superman clone, he was currently standing in front of them too, a scowl on his face as he eyed the trio suspiciously.

"What! What do you want?! Quit staring, you're creeping me out!" Kid Flash spoke up after a few moments of pointless struggle, as he saw Superboy staring at him.

"Ah, KF, how about we not tick off the guy who could fry us with a look." Robin replied nervously, even as he futilely struggled with the cuffs holding him in place for a moment, before seemingly allowing himself to hang limp. An act that disguised the fact that he was still trying to break out, using the skills his mentor Batman had drilled into him over the years.

"We only sought to help you." Aqualad spoke up next, his expression stoic and his tone calm as he locked gazes with Superman's clone.

"Yeah, we free you and you turn on us. How's that for gratit…" Kid Flash began, only to be cut off before he could finish.

"Kid, enough." Aqualad said calmly, his gaze still locked on Superboy. "Ignore him. I don't think it was Superboy's fault. I don't think he is in control of his actions.

"What… What if I… What if I wasn't?" Superboy asked a few moments later, his gaze solely on Aqualad.

"He can talk?" Kid suddenly said loudly in surprise, even as Superboy clenched his hands into fists and glared at the redheaded teen.

"Yes, he can." Superboy replied sharply, his blue eyes boring holes into Kid Flash.

"Not like I said it." Kid Flash muttered as he saw the other two give him level looks as well.

"Kid, enough." Aqualad spoke up again, once again being the voice of reason, his gaze still on Superboy as he tried to make some kind of connection with the clone. "You weren't in control of your actions, the genomorphs were. They were controlling you. I am guessing they taught you things whilst you were in the pod, right?"

"Yes, they taught me much. I can read, write, I know the names of things." Superboy muttered slowly.

"But have you seen them? Have they ever actually let you see these things, things like sky, or the sun?" Robin asked, pausing in his activities to look over at the clone too.

"Images have been implanted in my mind… but no. I have not seen them." Superboy replied slowly.

"Do you know what you are? Or who you are?" Aqualad asked trying to keep the conversation flowing.

"I am the Superboy. A genomorph. A clone made from the DNA of the Superman. Created to replace him should he perish, to destroy him should he turn from the light." Superboy said almost mechanically surprising all three of the sidekicks as they just stared at him in surprise, before Aqualad broke the silence.

"To be like Superman is a worthy aspiration, but like Superman, you deserve a life of your own, beyond that solar suit, beyond your pod, beyond Cadmus." Aqualad said earnestly.

"I live because of Cadmus. It is my home." Superboy replied bluntly, his face contorting into a scowl now.

"Your home is a test tube. We can show you the sun." Robin said loudly, once again going back to work trying to break himself out. "You have a right to a life of your own. You may be a clone but that doesn't mean you have to be the original. You can be your own person. And we can help you. Introduce you to the outside world, give you a home, introduce you to Superman too if you want."

Superboy looked up at that, a glint of something different in his eyes, an emotion that hadn't been there before. Of course it soon disappeared when a new voice intruded into the conversation.

"No, they can't." Desmond said as he, Guardian and some genomorphs entered the room. "They'll be otherwise occupied. Activate the cloning process."

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(Elsewhere in Project Cadmus)

Walking through the odd, fleshy corridors, Percy kept a tight grip on his Drakon bone sword, his sea green eyes flitting back and forth as he eyed the surrounding area. This place looked odd even to him, and he had seen some crazy shit in his life.

Still wasn't that the reason he was here, to investigate?

Continuing on down the corridor, Percy drew a couple of inches of his blades, loosening it in its Drakon hide sheath, enough that he could draw it quickly if need be.

Not missing a step Percy then spread his senses out again, using the moisture in the air as he did so, sensing for vibrations and the people causing them.

Finding several dozen large beings moving nearby, Percy headed in that direction, these figures were all grouped together, though he could also sense some of them heading towards him, a group of five.

Drawing his blade, Percy headed to intercept, he was no detective, but he was damn good at interrogation. It was how he found this place after all, all he needed to do was intimidate a few low level thugs, ones that smuggled certain things to Cadmus Labs, things that were definitely not legal, hence the smuggling.

The facility beneath Cadmus might have been built to be secure, but that would only stay the case if it went undetected. That being said Percy had had no idea that all of this was under the labs, he'd only been alerted to the fact that they had been up to no good, and since he was trying to become one of those Hero types that fought crime he decided to have a look into what was going on.

He'd only been at it for a few months, this whole Hero gig, and this was his first big lead, his first big case. Sure he had knocked around a few thieves, crippled a couple of murderers and stopped a load of convicts escaping an overturned prison van.

Those had all been cool and such, but they were still pretty small time. This Cadmus thing though, at first he had thought it was a drug lab. Or at least that was until he researched some of the stuff the thugs were smuggling into the lab on the internet, and found that some of the substances were linked to highly controlled genetic modification research in government funded laboratories, whilst other bits and pieces had a possible extra-terrestrial origin.

Yep alien. Something, which considering some of the Villains and Heroes parading around this weird, yet wonderful world he found himself in, was more than possible. Plus how could it be any weirder than the Divine shit he had to deal with back when he had been on his own world, back before he had leapt into Tartarus.

Pausing for a moment as he saw the shadows of the oncoming creatures on the wall of the corridor, Percy immediately noticed that they weren't human, after all humans didn't have body shapes like that, nor did they have horns and claws. Though as he looked he did see one shadow that looked human.

Stepping around the corner, Percy was in motion immediately as he confronted the other group, his sword in hand as he rushed them. Four of the creatures in question doing the same thing to him, their red eyes glowing and their claws extended to slash at him, even as they rushed him, moving far faster than a normal human being.

Unfortunately for them Percy was not a normal human being, which is why with a single upward swing he sliced the first of the monsters in two with a spray of dark red blood, his Drakon bone blade cutting through it like paper. The next one found Percy's blade hacking into the juncture between its neck and shoulder, felling it in an instant.

The two after that though adapted as they broke off from a straight charge and came at him from either side in a pincer. It was a smart tactic, but not smart enough as Percy twisted, his blade coming up to spear one through its horned skull, whilst his hand faced the other, the palm open up as if to give him a high five. Only for Percy to instead create an earthquake in mid-air. Which caused a shock wave to erupt from his palm, only to slam into the creature and send it hurtling into a nearby wall, its skull cracking on impact.

Before Percy could celebrate this small victory though, he was quickly distracted by a sudden roar from in front of him. Only for him to see a teenaged kid with dark black hair, a bulky physique and blue eyes, and wearing a white full body suit, with an oddly familiar looking symbol on his chest, charging him.

Seeing this Percy reacted immediately, taking a step back to avoid an obvious right hook, even as his sword whipped out, and slashed the boy across the chest, killing the odd grey creature on his shoulder as he did so. His Drakon bone blade also cutting through the teen's white suit like paper, but only scratching the skin below, leaving a faint line which oozed only a couple of droplets of blood.

"The fuck." Percy grunted as he stepped back, avoiding another obvious right hook, as he instead landed a boot in the boy's chest, knocking him back a half step, but doing nothing more than that. Just like with his sword strike it seemed, which was supposed to cut at least a half inch deep, a painful blow, but not a fatal one, his kick also didn't cause as much damage as he thought it would. "Shit you're one of those Metahumans I've heard about, aren't you?"

The boy, in response to that merely put a hand to his chest feeling the slight twinge of pain he had there, before he pulled it back, a look of confusion on his face as he saw the slight smear of crimson staining his hand.

"Yeah I'm going to need you to sleep!" Percy said tightly, raising his hand as he did so, even as he tried to starve the boy's brain of oxygen, draining the brain of blood, enough that it knocked him out at least, but not enough so that it caused permanent damage. Just like what he had done with the policemen outside.

In response however the boy just clutched his head in confusion, before he suddenly roared and bull rushed Percy, his speed on a par with Percy's own as he was on the Demigod in moments.

Seeing this Percy whipped his sword out again, landing a slash on his opponent's forearm as he raised it to block the strike, the blade once again drawing blood, but only cutting a centimetre or so into the boy's flesh as oppose to cleaving through it like it should.

"By the gods!" Percy cursed as the boy closed in on him, getting too close for Percy to easily use his sword.

Whipping out his left hand instead, Percy landed a punch on the boy's jaw, knocking his head to one side. A strong enough blow that it made him falter, or at least falter long enough for Percy to slam his right fist into the boy's guy, the spiked hilt of his sword piercing the flesh, though only enough to penetrate a half inch or so into his gut.

"What are you made of!?" Percy grunted as he back stepped, sheathing his sword as he weaved between the boy's punches. Glad as he did that his training in hand to hand combat, like boxing and wrestling back at Camp Half Blood was finally coming in use.

"Stop moving!" The dark haired boy roared as he rushed Percy again, only for the green eyed teen to block his right hook with his left arm and land a solid jab into Superboy's face, which he then followed up with two more jabs, before there was then a right hook, a left hook, and then a cheeky elbow to the jaw to finish him off.

Back stepping, Superboy twisted his head to one side before he looked back at Percy, none the worse for wear despite having taken several powerful blows to the head, blows that would break a normal person's bones.

"Ok so you're stronger than me, that's a surprise." Percy muttered as he back stepped, moving around Superboy and heading the way that the boy had just come, his opponent turning to face him as he did so, a snarl of anger very prominent on his face.

"Die!" The dark haired boy roared before he slammed into Percy, landing a blow that sent Percy flying back some twenty feet, where he then smashed into an oncoming crowd of more of the horned, grey creatures.

"I'd rather not." Percy replied glibly, making it to his feet in an instant as he did so, before he lashed out, smashing his fist straight through one of the creature's sternums, even as he felt one of the grey creatures land on his back, its razor sharp claws tearing at Percy's coat. Not that it did any damage, after all a coat made from the fur of the Nemean Lion, and so was all but indestructible.

Ripping his hand out of the creature's chest, Percy ripped the creature's dark red blood out of it as he did so, even as he manipulated it into a solid scythe like blade. A blade which he proceeded to use to cut down four of the creatures in an instant, before he then seized even more blood from the fallen creatures. Manipulating it as he did, to cause frozen spikes of blood to erupt out of the bodies around him, killing eight more, after which he did it again from the now twelve dead bodies, which then finished off the rest, which led to Percy creating a forest of razor sharp, crimson spikes of ice around himself.

"Stop running!" Superboy roared from in front of Percy, even as he bulled through the crimson ice, shattering it with ease, his face filled with fury as he went to tackle Percy.

"Only if you stop chasing me!" Percy growled as he crouched low, allowing the super strong, durable and angry teen to leapt over him, only for Percy to then stand, his waist and shoulder shifting as he unleashed a full force punch into the boy's guy, unleashing an the equivalent of an earthquake from his fist as he did so.

A move than leant his punch power as it sent the boy exploding backwards, through the rest of the forest of icy spikes and into a metal door behind where the two were fighting, the force of the blow sending the boy smashing straight through it and into the room beyond.

"By Aphrodite's saggy tits!" Percy shouted in pain as he clasped his hand, not bothering to look at the results of the punch, as he instead focused on his mangled hand, one which looked like it had just had all of the bones in it shattered in an instant. Which was unsurprising, because that is literally what had just happened.

"Dammit that hurts!" Percy growled to no one in particular, before he used his other hand to separate the water from the frozen blood around him, swathing his hand in the life giving liquid as he did so, letting it begin the healing process, even as he covered the rest of his body in a thin veil of water too.

"I really want to kick he shit out of that kid now." Percy growled to himself before he headed for the room he had sent his opponent flying, frowning slightly as he heard more voices coming from inside, three of which sounded like they belonged to people around Percy's own age, or younger.

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(A few minutes earlier)

Kid Flash, Aqualad and Robin were all writhing in pain as electricity wracked their bodies, even as the pods they were in began to harvest their DNA, extracting it so that clones could be created of each of them.

Despite this though the three of them still tried to escape, Robin kept on with trying to pick the lock of his shackles, even as the electricity caused his muscles to spasm. Likewise Kid Flash made his own attempt as he vibrated his molecules to the point at which they would allow him to pass through solid objects, just like his mentor the Flash was capable of, only for him to not succeed as his abilities were not on the same level as the Flash's were.

Aqualad meanwhile was able to tolerate the electricity far better than the other two, but he didn't try to escape, after all he was already aware of how futile it would be. No, instead he attempted to appeal to the Superboy clone, hoping as he did that the boy had super hearing and was listening.

It was as this was going on however that Desmond and Guardian both heard a disturbance outside, a sound of fighting and loud cursing, which was then followed by a sudden explosion of force that shook the room they were in, with this soon being followed up by the body of Superboy slamming through the metal doors, breaking them open as he did so, before he then hurtled across the room.

"Superboy! I told you to get to…!" Desmond began with a snarl only to blink in confusion when he saw that the clone was bleeding from the chest, stomach and arm, even as he dazedly got back to his feet. "What happened to you?"

"Shut up!" Superboy snarled, even as he glared at the entrance, from out of which a dark haired man stepped, a scowl on his own face, even as the air around his body seemed to waver.

"Well this doesn't look creepy." Percy said bluntly, his arrival catching the attention of the three sidekicks, Desmond and Guardian.

"Who are you?!" Desmond snapped, before he looked to Guardian and Superboy. "You two, kill him!"

"Don't give me orders." Superboy snarled at Desmond, his emotions still unstable, even as he leapt towards the man, with Guardian, who after a moments of deliberation, followed after him. Both of them closing in on Percy hoping to take him out.

"Oh great, again." Percy grumbled, his gaze taking in the three struggling teens as he did so, before he clenched his uninjured hand into a fist and thrust it forward, sending three frozen spikes of ice tearing through the air, before they struck the pods, shattering the glass of all three pods, before they then melt and short-circuited the machines.

"Ok what just happened?!" Kid Flash said as he looked over at the other two.

"I believe help has arrived." Aqualad replied, before he began to try and free himself.

"Don't complain KF, be glad the cavalries here." Robin said as he freed himself, before he went to help the others, pushing away his own curiousity for the moment as he did so. "Man! Lucky Batman wasn't here. He'd have my head for taking so long to free myself."

"Seriously? That's what you're worried about. The entire League will have our heads after tonight!" Kid Flash replied even as Robin freed him, and then Aqualad. "And, by the way, do either of you recognise that guy?"

As he said that Kid Flash nodded to where their rescuer was fighting with Superboy, Guardian already lying unconscious on the ground a spike of ice through his shoulder and his helmet cracked.

"No, but he does seem to be on our side." Aqualad replied as he rubbed his sore wrists, eyeing the ongoing fight as he did so. Noting how the green eyed boy was faster than Superboy at the moment and clearly more skilled, but noticeably not stronger as he avoid getting into a grappling match with the Superman clone. On top of that he also noticed how the green eyed teen was favouring his left hand, and was now very much on the defensive.

"Good, now let's go help!" Kid Flash said, before he made to rush Superboy and get some vengeance for their beat down earlier.

"Wait!" Aqualad said, before he turned to the two that were fighting. "Stop fighting, both of you!"

In response to which, they both ignored him.

"Superboy stop, he is on our side!" Aqualad tried again, assuming as he did so that Percy was in fact on their side. "He is helping us, like Superman would."

That got a response as Superboy paused in his assault, allowing his opponent to back up a bit more, his eyes narrowed.

"What?" Superboy asked, turning to Aqualad, as he did so.

"You want to be a hero like Superman don't you?" Aqualad pressed, as he saw his words were having an effect. "Well if you want to be like him, then help us! You must know what they are doing here is wrong! Help us and we'll get you out of here, we'll make it so you can live your own life. We'll even introduce you to Superman!"

Superboy wavered at that, before he grit his teeth, after which he then gave a slight nod to Aqualad, only for him to then glare at Percy.

"Ok, I'm a little confused, can someone clue me in on what's happening here?" Percy spoke up after a moment, locking gaze with the now named Superboy, watching him for any sudden moves. After all the two were fighting moments ago, and still probably would have been had the other teen not back off.

"The full story can wait, for now we need to get out of here!" Robin spoke up quickly, eyeing the newcomer up and down, noting the bronze armour cuirass he was wearing and the, what looked like bone, handled blade he had sheathed at his side. Noting as he did so, that although he was certainly not any Hero or protégé he had ever seen before, that he did at least seem to be on their side. Which was the important thing for now.

"Right…" Percy replied dryly, looking around at all the younger looking teen curiously, not recognising any of them, even if he did recognise the lightning bolt symbol on the boy in yellow's chest, not that this was the Flash, though he could possibly be an apprentice of some sort.

The next was the caped and masked boy, who looked to be around twelve or thirteen, but seemed competent and confident enough.

The final one, apart from his former opponent, was a dark skinned teen of around seventeen, so about a year or so younger than Percy, with strangely enough what looked like gills on the side of his neck.

"Look, we don't have time for this. We need to get out of here and contact the league." Robin continued, looking between the group, including at the dark haired newcomer and Superboy, both of whom were still glaring suspiciously at one another.

Narrowing his eyes slightly as he saw this, Robin's gaze trailed down to the blood which stained Superboy's chest and arm, both of which bore wounds that looked to have been caused by a blade.

"Fine." Percy said after a moment, not taking his eyes off of this Superboy, not after the bust-up they had both just had. "By the way I wouldn't worry too much about those creature things, they're not that difficult to defeat."

Aqualad, Kid Flash and Robin eyed Percy curiously at that, but said nothing more about it. As Aqualad instead looked down at the unconscious Guardian and then over to Superboy, the strongest one here, he presumed. "Hey Superboy, can you carry Guardian out of here? We can't just leave him here."

"Don't tell me what to do!" Superboy growled in response, still obviously a little leery about this whole alliance thing. After all, although he wanted to be like his originator Superman, he was still a bit cautious about helping these sidekicks, and that bastard he had just had a fight with.

Despite that though, he still bent down and lifted the injured and unconscious Guardian up, and carried him on his back as the group left the room. With Robin pausing long enough to throw a few explosive disks back at the cloning tubes, destroying the machine, and any DNA samples they might have collected. It was just a pity that that Desmond guy had escaped during all of the chaos.

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AN: So what do you all think? It's still in the early stages but I am hoping you all enjoy it. That being said it is pretty fun to write, especially developing Percy's powerset, and am looking forward to getting into the Young Justice series. As I used to love the show when I was younger, hell I still like it now. : )

Again no pairings have been decided, and I only have a brief outline for how I want the story to go.

But yeah, other than that I hope you all enjoyed the story, and review. I do love to hear from people. Though I was surprised to get my first ever flames the other day, which somewhat took me by surprise.

Thanks for reading.

Greed720.