As promised here is the rewrite of Altered, hope you all enjoy.

I do not own Young Justice or any characters.

Time Warp

| Gotham city dock

| 12:00 A.M

"Where's the mini Justice League now, bird boy?" Joker smiled and laughed as he held the knife to Robin's throat. His green eyes blood shot and his smile sending chills down Robin's back. He had one of his purple dress shoes on the boy's chest, pinning him down. Joker closed in on the boy, the knife now touching Robin's skin. He and Batman had been trying to help a bunch of fishermen who Joker and Harley were trying their new Joker venom on, Harley had distracted Batman and the two had gotten split up. Now Robin lay under the mad man's shoe, his breath coming out in ragged gasps as the knife was pressed closer and Joker stomped on his chest with his shoe.

Joker laughed again as he started drawing blood from Robin's neck. The boy groaned and bit his lip trying not to cry out. "Leave him alone, Joker!" Batman called from behind the two. Joker laughed and removed the knife from Robin's neck. He kept his boot firmly on Robin's abdomen and turned towards Batman's anger filled face. Batman had a dark bruise on his left cheek and his costume was torn a little on the chest, but otherwise he was unhurt.

"Aww, but Batsy, we're just getting to the fun part!" Joker says as enthusiastically as he can. His laugh echoes in the cold night air. Batman growled and stepped towards Joker. Joker smiled at Batman, reaching down and picking up Robin by his hair, the boy bit his lip once again as he reached up to grab a hold of Joker's gloved hands, he would not scream in front of Batman. "Not the best choice Batsy. You should have just kept this bird in his cage." Joker smiled bigger. The man reached behind his back, Robin looked at him curiously, the boy saw the man slide a gun out of his back pocket, getting ready to point it at Batman. The boy acted fast, not caring what he was saying.

"You know Joker, your name fits you. Because you're a joke!" the boy hisses through his clenched teeth. He wouldn't let this mad man win this. Joker looked at him and burst out laughing, almost as if it was the funniest joke in the world. He laughed again before tugging again on Robin's hair, the boy about cried out, clenching his hands around Joker's hand, trying to pry it off of his hair.

"Though that was amusing, I will not be upstaged by a little bird!" He smiled and threw Robin towards the water near the Dock. Robin plummeted into the water without warning, his lungs were instantly on fire, water filling his lungs, he hadn't been able to get any air in before he hit the water. He swam towards the surface, faintly hearing a fight going on above the water; his vision was blurred a little but not much, nothing serious. Still he kept swimming, just as he was about to break through the surface a rough hand grabbed his neck and pulled him to the surface. Harley Quinn, her makeup smeared and an angry look on her face was the one who drug him out of the water. Further down the dock Batman and Joker were fighting.

Harley glared at Robin and threw him on the ground. She stomped on his chest, making him cry out a little. He grabbed her boot and twisted her ankle, making her cry out and fall off him; he then got to his feet. "I am sick of people stepping on me today!" He said and kicked Harley in the head, instantly knocking her out. He handcuffed her and started dragging her limb form towards Batman and Joker. Joker was currently being handcuffed. Robin smiled and threw Harley next to Joker. Batman turned towards Robin. "I think I'm going to need like, eighteen showers, that water is gross." Robin says pointing towards the water.

Batman's only reply is a large glare, the kind of glares he only gives criminals. He'd never giving Robin that glare. The boy stepped back a few inches, not liking the look Batman gave him. Batman turned away and didn't say anything, he shot his grabbling hook, leaving Robin alone on the docks with the two hand cuffed criminals.

| Batcave

| 12: 30 a.m.

Batman took off his cowl as he got out of the Batmobile, he glared at nothing and his teeth were clenched. Robin followed more slowly behind him, the glare he had been given had burned into his mind, his legs felt weak and he could hardly hide the hurt that was on his face. He took off his mask and walked over to the changing room, hoping to quickly change and go up to his room.

"Dick." Bruce called, his back was to the boy and his features were stiff. Dick walked up to Bruce, his eyes staying on the ground. "What do you think you were doing?" Bruce said with anger evident in his voice. Dick looked up with surprise; Bruce never talked to him like that.

"What do you mean?"

"You know very well what I mean!" Bruce yelled. Dick still looked clueless. "The whole fight! You were being idiotic and irresponsible, you almost died!" Each word stabbed into Dick like a knife.

"I wasn't trying to do anything wrong." Dick crocked.

"Wasn't trying? Wasn't trying!? You were being immature and idiotic! And your excuse is that you weren't trying!?"

Anger filled Dick's eyes. "Well I'm sorry I can't live up to your expectations! I'm not you Bruce!"

"YOU THINK THIS IS ABOUT MY EXPECTATIONS?! DO YOU REALLY THINK I'M THAT COLD!? YOU'RE OBVIOUSLY NOTHING LIKE ME IF YOU THINK I WOULD DO ALL THIS JUST SO YOU WOULD LIVE UP TO MY EXPECTATIONS!"Dick flinched back at Bruce's tone. "FOR ONCE I WISH YOU WOULD JUST GROW UP DICK!" Dick took a few steps back, the anger diminishing to show hurt, betrayal, and pain. Bruce looked into Dick's eyes and saw all of this. He instantly regretted his words. He reached out to Dick but the boy flinched away from his touch. "Dick?"

"You don't think I'm grown up… I grew up when I was eight… I grew up when my parents fell… And you don't even put your trust in me, even after all these years… I was trying to save you, Joker had a gun. He was going to shoot you. I didn't want you to get hurt, so I created a distraction." Dick's face was full of hurt. "I'm sorry that you can't see that all I was doing was trying to help you. And what do you do? You give me a glare that you only give petty criminals. You yell at me as if I was nothing. And maybe I am nothing to you. But if I am I'm not going to stay here and not be wanted."

Dick's voice was low and quiet. He looked up to Bruce one more time before putting his mask back on and running away from the man. "DICK!" Bruce called, trying to get the boy to come back. But Dick didn't listen. He jumped on the R cycle and sped out of the cave. If only he had known what was to come. Maybe none of this would have happened.

So, please tell me what you think of this rewrite.