DEF: Somethign I've been toying with for a while on my computer and finally decided to post up.

Vita: Mostly an introduction chapter, the real story gets underway later on, second chapter or so. Robin Danielle VanWestlin claims no ownership of the Young Justice cartoons and only to have created this plot.

"Scarecrow, they sent us after that deranged maniac?" he whispered furiously ducking behind a crate when the guard's patrol swung their way.

"Yes, apparently he's started lacing his fear serum with traces of the Blockbuster serum. We don't know what this new batch will do and the antidote probably won't work. This shipment is heading for Gotham, this out only chance to seize it for analyzing, if we don't, he'll blanket Gotham with the stuff then every major city in the world," Robin explained hacking into the security system.

"And you deal with him a lot?" Superboy hissed, Wally rolled his eyes, the others didn't know just what their little bird dealt with on a nightly basis.

"Ever since I was nine and don't think you're immune to this stuff, Superman's been affected by it more times than I can count," Robin replied breaking the code and motioning them forward.

He ran out first, the plan was for him to take out the guards that patrolled during the loading of the flatbed truck, Robin would come in after and hack into the system directly and Supey would play look out. Artemis, Miss M and Aqualad would provide a distraction so the rest of the guards in this place wouldn't bust down en masse once the truck rolled out half an hour before due.

Or at least that was the plan but being YJ, things hardly ever went according to plan. He sighed to himself as he grabbed the AK-47 from the first guard, there were five in total, that would take him 120000 milliseconds to complete. The guard had finally realized that his weapon was missing and was pulling out a glock, he knocked that away and slammed his fist into the man's stomach. Even as he fell Wally was already moving, he disassembled the gun in his hands, using the various pieces as ammo, taking out two others before they could fire off a shot.

The last two caught on pretty quick after that but he was faster, bullets flew with deadly accuracy towards him and he had to kick it up to sound to avoid them. When he got close enough that they had to stop for fear of shooting each other, he turned sweeping their feet from under them. They fell, hard, he kicked the weapons away, they shattered on contact, with the speed they were going no wonder. One tried to get up and he kicked him in the sternum, just above the heart, not enough force to disrupt its natural rhythm but enough to knock him unconscious.

"Nice work KF, now stand guard while I hack this, two minutes, tops," Rob added with a grin, he rolled his eyes, they were all so slow! He'd taken out five guys in the time it took Rob to hack a system, it better be a damn complicated system, then again Rob was only human, he couldn't fault him for that.

'Robin, there are twenty men headed your way. The new improved serum seems to be of immense value to Scarecrow, there are more guards than we anticipated,' Aqualad thought grimly.

'Understood, everyone fall back. If the serum's as valuable as all that then Scarecrow himself will come to protect it, you don't want to meet him,' Robin assured them.

He cocked an eyebrow, strange how even the best laid plans can get waylaid by some unknown factor that no one even thought possible. It just went to show that whatever powers that be were bored as Hell and had nothing better to do than screw with the lives of teenaged heroes.

"Done, KF, Superboy, in the truck now," their youngest instructed wrapping up the usb cord he kept attached to his wrist computer.

"Ai, ai mon captain," he replied saluting before doing a sweep of the room at supersonic speed, he dismantled the remaining guns, the last thing they needed was enemy gunfire to worry about.

"KF get your butt in here now!" Robin ordered and he smiled sheepishly as he climbed in next to Supey, for one second, just one, he actually thought they'd gotten away, that for once a plan had worked.

The next second the truck blew up, well not the cab but close enough, they were so stupid, there was no serum in the back but there was enough C2 to blow them to Kingdom Come. As it was they were thrown against the far wall, his head cracked sickeningly and he could taste metallic blood from where shrapnel had cut his cheek.

Superboy, thank God, had thrown himself over Robin like a superhuman shield which had protected the little bird from most of the force. There was still a bad cut running along his left arm from elbow to wrist but it was just a flesh wound, nothing Dick hadn't recovered from before. Superboy's clothes were somewhat charred and ripped but other than that the clone looked perfectly fine and none the worse for the explosion.

Only after he'd taken inventory of his friends did he turn his examinations inwards, his ribs hurt, one had already been broken, looked like he had a couple more. The shrapnel that had caught his cheek had gauged a cut that spanned from cheekbone to chin and had cut straight through his cheek. He spat out the blood trying not to think about the fact he could now poke his tongue through his cheek, he clamped down on the bile rising and went on with the self diagnosis.

Maybe some deep tissue bruising on his back where he hit the wall, a dislocated patella, not fun at all to fix, and a sprained ankle, all in all it could've been worse.

'Kid Flash, Robin, Superboy? What just happened? Are you all okay?' M'gann questioned anxiously, he winced at the volume, he could already feel the headache developing.

'Fine Miss M, there was no serum in the first place, just a trap. We should clear out before anything else decides it wants to fulfill a lifelong dream of becoming fireworks,' he muttered glumly.

'We're already on our way, that explosion rocked the whole building. This warehouse is already old, I would not like to test the architecture just this minute,' Aqualad told him.

He nodded fully aware that no one was there to see it, oh well it was for his benefit anyways, anyone who had a problem could go suck a lime. He shook the prone arm of Superboy, they would need to be awake for when the others got there, they would need to move, fast.

"Damn it, it was a trap wasn't it?" Superboy growled sitting up rubbing the back of his head, Wally gave him the mutual 'Bad-guys-suck-what're-you-gonna-do-about-it?' look.

"Plastique is much better than C2, C2 is just so nique, yuh know?" Robin grumbled leaning against the wall next to the speedster, he already had a length of gauze out and was wrapping his arm.

"Nique? I swear one day those lit freaks'll hunt you down and mount your sorry ass on the wall," he warned wincing slightly as the other put a good sized patch of cotton over his cheek.

"If you're talking about Dani, I'll have you know that you're 100% right. I got threatened with a Death Note and a spoon last lit class," the brunet revealed.

"I can see the tabloids now, Boy Wonder spooned to death by fourteen year old Danielle Kwon," he replied sarcastically, expertly deflecting said Boy Wonder's sight from his torso.

'How did you like my little surprise? I thought it was rather ingenious and such a perfect way to get some new test subjects.'

All three froze, he could see Supey tilt his head to the side trying to pinpoint just where the voice was coming from in the huge complex.

'Don't waste your time. I'm safe in Europe but I can still observe the effects just fine from here.'

In retrospect, they probably should've been prepared for when the room got gassed but as it was, only Rob had a mask on the few seconds later when the gas started to seep into the room. Supey held his breath while Rob fished around in his utility belt for another gas mask, he just watched in interest as the slightly yellow substance engulfed him.

It curled like smoke or fog, yes fog and smelt sort've like peppermint and embers, a weird combination but still, it was nice. He waved his hand in front of his face, smiling stupidly as the fog dissipated in the light breeze he created, he could spend a lot of time here.

"KF! Put this on now!" He frowned slightly, turning his head reluctantly towards his friends or at least where they should be, the only thing left of them were vague shadows.

"I can't see, where are you guys?" he asked but his voice sounded slurred to his ears, probably normal for the others, still it was strange.

"Don't go loopy on me now Fleetfeet," Robin warned teasingly but in reality he was beginning to feel the familiar pangs of worry. Scarecrow's fear gas worked on the Flashes but their metabolism was so high that it usually burned off after a few minutes, and for the few minutes that it did work, they were screaming on the floor. He'd never seen one of Scarecrow's victims smiling into the distance, idly humming under their breath, maybe this was Joker's laugh gas?

"Loopy, funny word huh? Looo pee, did Lu pee? Hehehe, pee," Wally snickered to himself; Rob stared at him and shook his head at Superboy. Huh, he knew that look; he frowned just at the edge of his consciousness tugging at the stupor that clouded his mind.

"Kid Flash? Robin what's wrong with him?" he tilted his head to the side, that voice was familiar, oh right M'gann and the others, they must've felt the explosion. Explosion, explosion of feeling, of anger.

"I'm not sure, we should get him back to base, the drug bust was a set up," Rob explained turning his back to the speedster. Turn away, too disgusting to be looked at, cared about.

"Kid are you okay?" Aqualad questioned glancing down at him from a height, what wasn't he good enough to look in the eye?

"I-I'm fine, just spaced out for a second there, blood loss and my cupboards are empty. Me and my food…" he trailed off relocating his knee in a sharp calculated movement.

"Oookay, Batman is waiting back at base to hear everything," Rob explained cocking an eyebrow at him, he shook his head and strode through the broken down wall into the bio-ship.

He sat at the back the whole trip as opposed to up front where Megan was, he wanted to be alone just then, he hurt but that really wasn't anything new. Neither was the hurt in his chest, he was used to being a disappointment, nothing new there, however, the hurt was in a new part of his heart this time.

For the first time, he'd realized how much of a liability he was to his team, if he'd done his job right, if he'd checked the truck like he was supposed to then Rob wouldn't have gotten hurt. How many times had he ran ahead of the team and nearly gotten them all killed?

They didn't even need him. They had Superboy and Robin, who would ever need him when those two were around? He was just a useless waste of space, no worse, he really was the idiot sidekick just like Roy had said.

The worst part of it all was the simple fact that he couldn't quit, he would disappoint Barry or maybe not, maybe Barry was just waiting for him to give up. Hell maybe Barry was regretting having him as a sidekick and nephew right this second. Did he really want to live up to that expectation?

Seeing as his only real option was to stay on, he tilted his body away from the rest of the team, turning his back to them. After all they were all so much better than him.

He awoke in a cold sweat, his molecules shifting in and out of various speeds as he dragged ragged breaths of too cold air, it felt as though knives were piercing his lungs. He wrapped his arms around his thin frame as much for warmth as to keep himself all in one piece, he felt so fragile, a glass figurine. Just one breath could break him into a million fragments.

The darkness was pressing in on him from all sides, suffocation him. He couldn't breathe, his hands clawed at his throat but there wasn't anything there. Of course there wasn't, he was safe in bed but oh God, did it have to be so dark?

He couldn't see, he was blind, forever alone in a world of perpetual black but for his own imaginings, no! T-there had to be some light, somewhere, anywhere! But no… there was nothing, forever nothing. He was alone and he would die here in the darkness with no on there beside him. No one to look for him, no one to miss him.

He hugged himself tightly, biting his lip harshly to stifle the sobs that wracked his body.

DEF: Eh, not sure how this appears to the readers seeing as they only have this to go on while I have the entire thing but we'll see how it all goes.

Vita: Yeah, in most of her Flasher stories Walls is either crazy or beaten or both, guess which one this is. Since you reached here, you must'a read the thing so review!