A/N: Look, guys, this story is already doing so much better than I ever thought it would. Thank you. It means the world to me that anyone has ever taken the time of day to read something of mine. So, this story goes out to all of you that have read all my chapters; or close to all of them. You've made my life brighter.
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(Bruce POV)

   I cannot believe he's killed. And so much? I taught him the exact opposite of killing... Maybe I should just let him be?

   Ugh. Clark wants me at the Watchtower. Don't get me wrong; I love the guy like a brother, but he's so annoying.

   I ignored him until he practically forced me to go.

(Jason POV)

   Ok, so uh... pretending to be Superman is fun. Pretending to be Batman so I could get into the cave? Not so fun.

   "Access denied." I huffed angrily. Fudge it. I used my old Robin access to get in. Oh, of course it works. Bruce is an idiot sometimes.

   I quickly gathered what I needed from the Batcomputer. My throat tightened when I glanced around one last time. My first real home...

   I shook my head to clear my thoughts. No time for this. I need to solve my own problems.

   I left just before he zetaed back to the cave. I made sure he wouldn't find what I had taken until the time was right.

   Oh yeah! You don't know what I took from Bruce! Sorry, slipped my mind.

   I needed information on The Light. I wanted to take them down or join them. I'll try to join them first, and take them down from the inside, or I would kill them all. Either way, my plan is simple enough.

   I found their base after a week of searching. I entered like I owned the place.

   Giant screens were around the room with blurred figures on them. Queen Bee was in the middle.

   She had a palace, and it was easy enough to break into. I pointed a gun at her.

   "Hello, Bee. I have proposal." I smirked when she tried to use her power on me, but my control over electricity let me have better control over my brain. She couldn't take me.

   She huffed and crossed her arms. "Say what you want, peasant." I snorted at her.

   "I assume you'd like someone on your team that knows the identities of everyone on the Jusstice League, Young Justice included? And direct access to the Batcave and the computer within."

   I was met with silence and her utterly shocked look.

   I was in.