Jaime felt it. The power... Scarab had not... prepared him for this. His body moved with the sudden surges of energy, which seemed to occur every five seconds.
        
He was barely alive, hardly awake. But he did see the horror on Robin's face as he watched Jaime seize from the effort of keeping the Scarab on his back and not hurting anyone. Cassie... she was terrified.
          
But then he saw Bart.
           
His best friend. His sole confident. His hermano. Maybe more than that...
             
He tried to talk, to tell him to stay back, but the Scarab's words came out instead.            

"Detecting high levels of fear within the room. I have determined that this is adequate. Or... very crash."
            
Jaime had no control. It was impossible to tell who was in control (wink-wink) at this point. Then, he slipped into unconsciousness.

             
Bart watched the person that was his friend, his brother... it moved with the uncertainty that he had seen in Jaime, but robotic. Scarab had taken control.
              
And he could do nothing but watch.
                
Nightwing evacuated the room, saying, "Your safety is the most important thing at the moment. Move!"
                
Bart didn't move, just stared at the Scarab in Jaime's body. Scarab turned, tilting his head. "You did not run. Jaime had strong feelings for you, future boy."
                
That made Bart flinch, hearing Jaime's voice in the robotic, unfeeling tone.
                
Scarab started to walk towards Bart, who backed away. He didn't want to invoke the Scarab's fury. That could hurt Jaime.

"He did, huh? Guess he didn't care too much about you, you oversized backpack."
                
Scarab chuckled. Another thing a robot shouldn't do: laugh.
               
"You are scared. Jaime sang about fear. I believe it went something like this: And all the kids cried out,
'Please stop, you're scaring me.'
I can't help this awful energy.
Goddang right, you should be scared of me.
Who is in control?"

             
Bart stared at Scarab. "He sang that when he doubted you, ya know. Jaime was afraid of you."
               
A form of twisted smile formed on Jaime/Scarab's face. "Now you are. And, you know what, future boy?"
                 
"What?"

"He was right."

A/N:

Heyo! Runaway here, and I wrote this before knowing a lot about Young Justice and BluePulse. So, bear with me if it's terrible.