This is just a story that will evolve into a bunch of one-shots and hopefully conclude... one day... This was a prompt that a few of my friends and I decided to work on; I finished first, so snaps for me ^_^

(Note: I know Robin destroyed the DNA samples in 'Fireworks' to prevent the clones from happening, but how Cadmus salvaged the DNA samples will be explained later on)

Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice

Robin opened his eyes. His first thought was of confusion; where was he?

Memories flooded back: the Hall of Justice, the Cadmus operation, Superboy, the pain as they gathered Robin's DNA. He couldn't remember beyond that.

He looked around the room; a cave, he realized, with technology lining the walls. He glanced to either side; Kid Flash and Aqualad were still asleep on his left. All three of them were dressed in Cadmus uniforms.

Robin felt vulnerable without his mask or weapons, but that hardly mattered. He frowned at the control panel in front of them; how could he get to them?

Escaping is pointless a soothing voice whispered in his head. He winced as the words poisoned his mind.

Who are you and what are you doing in my mind?

I am a genomorph: a creature with incredible telepathic power.

I know what you are.

Apologies; we did not realize you felt hostile towards our kind.

You locked Superboy here; his whole life has been here.

To protect him.

From what?

The world out there is a dangerous place.

You seemed willing enough to throw him out there if Superman failed.

Only once we had prepared him. As we shall prepare you.

What are you talking about? Let us out of here!

As you wish.

To Robin's amazement, the pod opened. He stepped out into the room, looking around.

Now what, dear boy?

We're out of here. Robin ran to the controls, typing in a few glitches before the other pods opened. Kid Flashmoaned softly, falling forward. Aqualad stumbled a bit, putting a hand to his temple.

Robin trotted forward, catching Wally. The speedster looked up, confused. His green eyes widened. "Dude, your eyes are blue?"

"Not to mention that we've been captured."

"Yeah, but your eyes are blue."

"That hardly matters, Kid Flash. Robin, how did you get out?"

"Genomorph."

They all turned to the small creatures that were watching them.

"Okay, that's kind of… creepy."

It is the middle of the night, brothers. We have allowed for your escape.

"What?" asked Kid Flash, confused.

"You are allowing us to escape?"

Much has happened since you… Superboy has escaped already. Go to the surface world and join him.

Robin frowned, suspicious. "Why are you helping us?"

The genomorph paused, and then replied, We, the genomorphs, have overheard the plans of Master. He intends to use you for… evil things. You must escape now, prove to the world that our kind do not deserve to be treated this way.

"What do you mean 'our'?"

The genomorph paused. The truth will be revealed when you cross the threshold of this building.

A sudden noise came from the end of the room. The boys jumped, and Robin hissed, "Where are our costumes?"

All will be revealed when-

"We cross the threshold, we get it."

The boys exchanged glances, and Aqualad darted toward the door. Robin and Kid Flash followed, taking the elevator upwards. The elevator brought them to an abandoned warehouse.

They frowned at the sight. "Whoa, what happened to the Cadmus building?" asked Kid Flash.

Aqualad looked to the entrance. He picked out a transmitter above the door. He took a deep breath. "All will be revealed when we step across the threshold." They trotted to the door, pausing just outside the warehouse as information flooded their minds.

"You can't be serious… Robin."

"Look Batman, I know it sounds… bad, but… We don't really understand either."

There was a pause on the other end, when the Dark Knight answered, "I'm coming to pick you up now."

Robin sighed with relief, relaying the good news to the other teens. "And Bats? Can you bring me some sunglasses?"

Kaldur glanced at Wally, who was sitting on a bench nearby the phone booth where Robin was calling from. The speedster was unusually quiet, staring at his hands.

Kaldur approached him, concerned. "Wally? What troubles you?"

"Don't call me… I'm not Wally, and you're not Kaldur, and Robin's not Robin." His face fell. "Look, Kaldur, I know we're… clones; copies of the originals, created from traces of DNA that Cadmus obtained from the real… us. The thing is…" He looked up into Kaldur's grey eyes. "I don't feel like a clone; I feel like Wallace Rudolph West, like Kid Flash. If you asked me if I was a clone, I'd say no in a heartbeat. But… how?"

Kaldur sighed, staring into space. "I do not have the answers, Wally. For some reason, the genomorphs re-implanted our memories to show us… maybe to help us… No, I do not know why. This is all… very confusing. My best advice is to just be Wally West until they find out how to help us, what to do with us."

Wally still looked forlorn, but he managed a weak smile. "Thanks, Kal."

Bruce Wayne sat in the diner, drumming his fingers while waiting for the teens to come out of the bathroom. A few people glanced curiously at him, but no one approached the stern billionaire. Robin came out first, of course, wearing civvies and sunglasses, looking relieved. "Thanks, dad," he said, sliding into the booth.

Bruce twitched. "You're… welcome. Now why don't you explain-"

"Man, I'm starving!" Wally slid into the booth beside Robin, picking up a menu.

Kaldur followed, frowning at his finger. "There was a safety pin in the collar… I am bleeding."

The boys gave faces of disgust at the blue blood of the Atlantean, but Bruce looked thoughtful. "That's a relief," he murmured.

Wally didn't hear him, but Robin did. He eyed his mentor curiously. "Meaning," Bruce remarked, "that you aren't all made from artificial flesh; you should all bleed, you all feel hunger, like Connor."

Wally's face fell. "But we're not… the same."

"I don't know, Wally. Cloning is a messy, scary business. Creating two of the exact same person… it's not the way of nature."

"And we all have witnessed the consequences of tampering with nature at least once," Kaldur said solemnly.

There was a somber silence as they all considered the situation. Finally, a waitress came to the table, and Wally brightened up. "Are you ready to order?"

"Sure am, beautiful. I'll take four over-easy eggs, two servings of the pancake deal…" Bruce watched as Wally named everything he wanted. It was strange, watching this person who practically was Wally. Deep down, though, he knew it wasn't.

The waitress looked quite flustered by the time it came to his turn. Bruce smiled politely, saying, "Sorry; boys will be boys. I'll just have a cup of coffee, decaf."

Relieved, the waitress turned around and walked away. Wally stared at her retreating figure, and Robin cuffed him on the head. The speedster winced, glaring at the boy wonder. "Dude!"

"My dad is sitting across the table, KF," Robin hissed.

Wally grinned charmingly at Batman. "Sorry, Mr. Wayne."

Bruce allowed the tiniest hint of a smile. Kaldur leaned over and asked, "So what is to become of us?"

Bruce considered for a moment, slowly replying, "It would be inhumane to just 'get rid of you'. Our best bet is to let you… join the team."

Robin stared at Batman, alarmed. "Team?"

Bruce took a deep breath and began to explain.

"Considering you all have the same DNA as your… counterparts, the cave should grant you access. I'd like to introduce you to the team, but Joker's about to drop a bomb on Gotham City."

Robin rolled his eyes. "Again? How sad."

"Anyway, it's Friday, so the real- er, other Robin should be out of school, but no doubt he's going to help me take down Joker. The others should be hanging around, except for M'gann, who has cheerleading practice."

The teens nodded. Batman rolled up the window, and the team watched as Alfred drove away. They turned to the cleverly hidden entrance chamber on the streets of Washington D.C. They exchanged glances, and Kaldur entered first, followed by the others.