My Middle Name Is Trouble

by TwinEnigma

Standard Disclaimer - I do not own Young Justice or any of the characters therein. I do not do this for profit, but rather for fun and skills building.

NB: originally posted on the YJ Anon Meme, de-anoning because I've already admitted it was me.

Warnings: AU, spoilers for Auld Acquaintance, Happy New Year

Part 1

Actually, it's Anthony.

And I wouldn't quite be contemplating that if it weren't for the fact that I am currently breaking out of a medical facility - location to be determined later - after being attacked by someone I thought I could trust and I need to make sure my faculties are intact, since they're all I have left. My utility belt and Batsuit are nowhere to be found, it's freezing in here, and I'm completely naked.

These are definitely not ideal conditions.

Right, priority one: get out of here.

Strike that.

Priority one: find pants, then get out of here.

And, thankfully, here comes contestant number 1. Wait for it, wait for it... there! The right pressure point and he's down for the count. I quickly strip him of everything useful - pants, shoes, jacket, and keycards - and pull it on, even though it's a bit small for me. I haven't got much time before they notice he's missing and that I'm gone. I have to get clear of here before that happens and get in contact with the League immediately. They're in terrible danger: there's a traitor!

I walk, not too fast but brisk, and pretend to be reading a clipboard. The cameras pass over me, ignoring me, and suddenly all hell breaks loose as the door ahead of me explodes. The automatic sprinklers immediately come on and I run towards the blast. Something small, dark and nimble brushes past me, and I turn barely in time to catch the roundhouse coming at my head. My attacker then makes a move, one from my book, one I've only taught one other person.

"Robin?" I hiss, blinking water from my eyes.

The smoke clears a little more and I can see him - he's wearing a white suit, similar to the one they found Superboy in, and he looks a bit lost.

"What are you doing here?" he asks. "Are you here to res-"

"I was ambushed - but we haven't got time for that. We've got to go, now," I explain, holding out my hand. He takes it instinctively, and we start running. The time for subtlety is over. Now we just focus on getting the hell out of here.

Thankfully, there's only minimal opposition. It seems like something else is keeping them busy: maybe the explosion caused more damage than I can see? Briefly, I wonder what Robin blew up.

We turn the last corner and sprint straight for the elevator doors.

They open.

And there I am. Or, rather, there we are.

"Oh, this is not asterous, not asterous at all," the Robin on the elevator says, looking slightly ill.

I can't help but wonder if the other me is also thinking that's one hell of an understatement.

AN: Bruce's middle name has long been rumored to be Anthony.