"Okay, everyone, out of the halls. This is not a drill." Mrs. Spivot told the kids in her class, and they all got into lockdown mode.

"Who's gonna go out there and stop them?" Gazzy asked.

"The team, of course." Mrs. Spivot turned to Bart and Garfield, who had already started gearing up. They nodded and ran out into the halls.

"I hope Max is okay..." Nudge whispered to Gazzy and Angel.

"They will be." Angel assured her.
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"No, no, this can't be happening..." Max whispered as they all sat quietly.

"Shh...you'll be okay, just keep quiet..." Fang patted her back and looked up at the door.

"Okay, team, get out there. Who here's on the team?" Professor Stein whispered. Max and Fang turned to the rest of the class, and they saw Tim Drake and Jaime Reyes get up, then Tim turned to them.

"Hey, you three coming?"

"Us?" Max gestured to herself, Fang, and Iggy.

"Yeah. Members of the team." Jaime nodded, "come on." Max tapped Iggy's hand, and the three got up and left the room.

"Miss Martian, link us up." Nightwing said into the comm.

>> Everyone online? << Miss Martian asked in everyone's minds.

>> Rollcall. Nightwing. <<

>> Impulse. <<

>> Beast Boy. <<

>> Red Robin. <<

>> Kid Flash. <<

>> Batgirl. <<

>> Superboy. <<

>> Artemis. <<

>> Soaren. <<

>> Jet. <<

>> Wonder Girl. <<

>> Supergirl. <<

>> This is so...weird... << Max thought, >> how does this even work? <<

>> We can send each other mental messages. << M'gann answered.

>> Cool. Max. <<

>> Iggy. <<

>> Fang. <<

>> Good. Everyone, stay whelmed, keep your eyes open for--<<

>> Auditorium! Now! << Artemis cut Nightwing off.

>> On it! << Kid Flash replied, and in a flash, he was at the auditorium.

>> Everyone, head to the auditorium. If he escapes, cut him off there! <<

>> Whoa, and make it fast. He has a hostage. << Kid Flash called.

>> Can you tell who? <<

>> No. He's in the back. I only see a cage. Arty's holding him off some. <<

>> Not sure how long I'd be able to hold him off much longer. << Artemis strained a little as she tried to hold Deathstroke back.

"This is a disappointment. I only imagined the best fighters from this school, but what you've given me so far is just embarrassing." Deathstroke cackled as he easily fought Artemis. He was suddenly thrown back, however, by Kid Flash, who had suddenly just ran in at his top speed, knocking Deathstroke off his feet and also knocking his breath out.

"Hey, Arty!" KF called as he ran circles around Deathstroke, "you all good here?"

"Thanks, Kid!" Artemis called just as Nightwing arrived.

>> This isn't the Deathstroke we knew. << Artemis turned to him, and Impulse ran in.

>> What are you talking about? <<

>> Deathstroke died... <<

>> How do you know that? <<

>> Because... << Artemis hesitated, >> I saw it happen... I saw him get killed... <<

>> Why didn't you tell us?! <<

>> I...I can't say... It doesn't matter now. All that matters, is we have to get rid of him before he causes any destruction to the rest of the school. <<

>> Right, right. << Nightwing looked behind him and saw the rest of their group run behind him.

"It's too late for that now. I've already planted bombs throughout the school. You'll never find them in time." Deathstroke shouted.

"How did..." Artemis gasped.

"Can he read minds?!" Kid Flash asked.

"How's that even possible?!"

>> Just get to the hostage! Red Robin, track the bombs! << Nightwing ordered. Superboy ran past the funnel that Kid Flash was running around Deathstroke and backstage.

>> Hey, it's Robin! <<

>> Damian? <<

>> No, from Teen Titans! << Superboy told Nightwing as he gripped the bars of the giant cage and bending them to let Robin out, "Hey, Rob. How'd Deathstroke get you?"

"Deathstroke? We call him Slade! He followed me when I came to your guys' dimension! Don't let him escape!" Robin ordered.

"Already on that!" Kid Flash yelled as he grabbed Slade and threw him into the cage. Superboy jumped in and moved the bars back into place.

"So, this guy is basically the Deathstroke of your dimension?"

"Yeah. And he's far more powerful than the one you have here. From what I've experienced." Robin turned to Nightwing, "now we just have to locate the bombs."

"Red Robin?" Nightwing turned to his partner, who was standing behind him on his wrist holocomputer.

"We've got 15 bombs scattered around the school." Red Robin read from his screen.

"Kid." Nightwing called Kid Flash, and he was off.

>> Hey, found a handful around this area...oh, and more here. I can... <<

>> What? <<

>> They're all tripped. If I disarm one of them, the rest will blow. This can't be done. << Kid Flash checked his watch, >> And we have five more minutes to do it. <<

Nightwing looked at Robin, then at the rest of the squad. For the first time in a long while, he didn't know what to do.

- To be continued! -