Before we get started, I'd like to thank everyone for the reviews. To Anon, okay, I get that you don't think Dick's a manwhore and I like his personality too. I only mentioned his ass in my recent chapter as a joke. And worse jokes have been made, tbh.

That being said, enjoy :)

Jason's POV

I see the light, shooting upwards into the sky, leaving ripples amidst the clouds. Seriously, I don't even have to be in this loud chopper to see it. I've been going around here for a while now, looking for the Avatar. Word is he's dead though. Well shit, if he is, I'm dead too.

Anyway, the light is worth looking into. So I ask my crew to head for it, calling the other chopper – the one lead by Alfred – to rendezvous there.

Alf's a good guy, I guess. I don't know. He was Ra's right-hand man before being demoted to, well… my babysitter, technically. Big downer, huh?

"We're here, sir," a crew member says. Okay, time to get things started.

Dick's POV

"Where am I again?"

"Central City, duh," says the guy called Bart.

"Um, nope. No bells ringing here."

"Uh, hello? The part where all the water-benders are? Only most of the water-benders sort of went north now. We're in the southern part, anyway."

"OH! You mean the Water Tribe!"

The three of them look at me as if I were crazy. And what do I do when people stare? Smile, of course.

"What?" I say, casual as possible.

"Dude, no one's referred to this place as the Water Tribe since like, a hundred years ago," says the big guy, um… Conner.

"What? What year is it?"

"2021. Where've you been all this time?" Tim's been eyeing me suspiciously for seven minutes now. I know; I counted.

"Uhhh, in that block of ice?"

Just as I say that, we hear a loud noise coming towards us. I have no idea what it is, but I really want to check it out. Well, if it weren't for Bart pulling me away. I follow them, running, along the path leading away from the cold cave. We turn a corner and wow, buildings!

And I don't mean the buildings we used to have in the Air Temples. Oh no, these were huge and amazing and… I'd have a lot of fun jumping off them.

"What are you smirking for? C'mon!"

"Wait! I wanna know what that sound was!"

"A helicopter. Which isn't good, considering we don't usually have any here," answers Tim.

"Well then let's see who it is!"

"The enemy. I saw the Metropolis insignia on it when I noticed it landing," says Conner.

"METROPOWHAT?"

"Shh. Metropolis. As in, fire-benders?!" Bart's really rushing his words, trying to pull me along.

"Oh that's good! Fire-benders are like, so cool. Oh wait, not cool, of course. Because they're fire, so they're hot. Which is the opposite of cool. But yeah, they're really cool!"

If I was crazy to them before, you should see their faces now. I'd laugh, because Tim's mouth is hanging open, but I stifle it and stare blankly at them.

"Dude, let's ditch him," I hear Conner whisper to Tim.

"NO. PLEASE DON'T. I'M SORRY. I –"

A guy clears his throat behind me.

I would be okay with that, if only Tim, Bart and Conner weren't staring past me like there's some dude holding a knife to my back and…

Oh.

"Turn around slowly. No funny shit."

"I think you mean funny business," I say, not really thinking, but I do turn around.

The guy is probably six feet tall. He's well-built, apparently, and he's got some really cool weapons hanging on his belt. On his wrist there's an emblem tattooed, which looks undoubtedly like the Fire Nation symbol I know so well. What's it called now? Ah yes, the Metropolis insignia.

What a dumb name.

"I saw a ray of light coming from here, and since you four are the only ones around, I'm guessing you're involved," the guy says, eyes narrowing down at us.

"No we weren't," Tim squeaks, which is cute.

"Let me be clear, princess," he's walking towards Tim now, "I'm Jason Todd. Apprentice and rightful heir to Ra's Al Ghul. Do you know who that is?"

"Mmm… mhmm." Tim's eyes are focusing on the knife. He should fight back. I mean, he told me he's a water-bender. He could totally fight back.

"So, your job here is to tell me what that light shit was about, and the Fire Lord will be very grateful, kid."

"Who the hell cares if he's grateful?" Conner speaks up. Oh-uh.

"Seems like we have a smartass here."

He tucks in his knife. And for five seconds, we all let out a breath of relief. Until he shoots out a blast of the hottest fire ever, aimed right at Conner's face.

So in the few spare seconds I have, I do the logical thing to do. I use my air-bending to divert the flames, then flip between Jason Todd and Conner.

Everyone's eyes are really wide now.

Man, people have been staring at me a lot today.

A/N: Idk if this was even a good chapter, because damn, it was really hard to write. Again, things won't go along the Avatar timeline/story, because obviously stuff's different here. Oh and Central City is the Water Tribe and Metropolis is the Fire Nation. Can you guess what Gotham is? ;)

And some of you guessed Bruce's role in this spot on. /claps/