Batman, Superman, Flash, Green Arrow, and Black Canary all stood in front of the new members of the Young Justice Program in the briefing area of Mount justice. The new members had been standing there for a few minutes before Batman took a step forward and began.

“All of you have shown great promise, skill, aptitude, and the core qualities of a league member. Because of this, you’ve all been taken from the Teen Titans Initiative and placed in this program. You’re one step closer to being part of the team,” Batman said before he added, “However; this last leg will test you all to your breaking point.”

“Indeed,” Superman said as he stepped forward and added, “With this new threat to the league. You’ll have a much higher responsibility resting on your shoulders. This Order of Chaos hasn’t come out and fully explained their plan. However, over the course of three months, members of their group have attacked four major cities.”

“Because of the seriousness of this threat, a league meeting has been arranged to discuss this threat. For the time being, Flash will be your den mother until we come up with a plan for this group,” Batman said.

“Yeah, would be cool to sit with the league, but just sitting around the table talking isn’t all that fun,” Flash said just before Batman nodded to the rest of the league members. They walked over to the teleporter before being teleported to the watch tower. Flash looked from the teleporter to the new group.

“So, with anew team, maybe we could all go around the room and say something about ourselves?” Flash said as he chuckled before he added, “but in all seriousness. A good team functions better when all the team members know what to expect out of each other. so just say your name and abilities. this way your team wont just rush in blind.”

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Robin was a bit nervous about being before people that she had heard of and seen since she was a child as the most powerful beings on earth; Heros.

She was here because of Wally and Barry who had coaxed her into joining by telling her that exposure to others with super talents would give her a chance at gaining experience in the use of her power and a peer group to go to when she needed support or friendship. Robin had never had many friends and the only people she could really say were her friends were Barry and Wally who’d taken her under their wing to help her cope with the power she had manifested.

So when Barry asked them to stand and give their names and a description of their abilities she smiles nervously and begins the process.

Hello my name is Robin Robins; I know they had little imagination when they named me. My callsign is Hyper she says just before becoming a blur that circles the group stopping briefly in front of each one of them

I am a speedster as you can seeshe says with a slight giggle as she blushes then goes quiet

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Charles would watch the league members in front of him and the others, three of the original members had graced their presence and even one of them was being set to watch over them. He would listen as the spoke, saying that the Young Justice program would push them to their breaking points, he would mentally chuckle at this.. he was already past that thanks to what he went though, he has now devoted everything of his to growing stronger and using his powers. This wont be anything new to him. When Flash said they had to introduce themselves and their abilities he would narrow his eyes slightly at this idea, he thought it was pointless but he couldn't disagree with a justice league member in this regard. He would watch one of the others as they introduced themselves, some kind of speedster just like the flash in front of them. He then decided to speak "I am Charles Edward McCloud, The Gamer" he states. "My power turns the virtual mechanics of a Massive Multiplayer Online Roleplaying Game into reality" he tells them "Everything you could do in one of those games, I can do in real life. From leveling, Gaining skills, partying up in a special system, and more." he states "It's strong point is it's possible verity of uses, from being a support to a front liner" he states to them. "You name it, I can eventually do it I just need to find the method and spend time training it" he states.

Travis watched on silently as Batman and Superman explained the Young Justice Program, arms crossed and a bored expression under his faceless mask. 'We already know this,' he thought to himself, 'though I suppose it's customary that all new members get this spiel.' He was surrounded by 9 other people excluding the League, and he knew none of them (again, excluding the League).

He wondered if Vic was proud of him for a moment, but was snapped out of the thought as the League left, leaving Flash behind as he would watch over them. He then asked if people would introduce themselves and explain their powers. A red-headed girl who looked to be a year younger than Travis went, and she told them her name and alias, then explained she had superspeed before showing the group. 'Referring hero is more than likely the Flash,' Travis thought, 'and her name is rather redundant.'

Then, a boy with an odd hair color went. He seemed rather young to Travis, though the minimum age for the program was 19, so Travis concluded that he was that old ('Unless it's one of those 'older than they look' kind of deals,' Travis thought). He told the group his name and alias, as was customary, then explained his power. It was rather interesting to Travis, and he couldn't wait to see it in action. 'Referring hero not known,' Travis thought, 'and he looks really frigging young.'

So, Travis decided to go next. He stepped forward, nodding to the rest and saying: "I am The Question. My power is precognition, which means I can see glimpses of the future before they happen. My referring hero is the original Question, Charles Victor Szasz, or Vic Sage, who passed away two years ago. You're probably wondering why I didn't tell you my real name before my alias. 'What is it?' I hear you ask... Good question." And with that, he went back to where he was standing without another word.

Jake watched the heroes talk. Starting to get a bit bored, his eyes darted around the room quickly. He was high energy and excited. Thinking back to when The Atom first got him his suit, to the months of training that followed before finally joining the League. It had been a long journey, sure, but it was worth it. After the others went, it was finally his turn.

"Hi, uh, I'm Jake Lander. My power is to shrink in size and have extremely good agility. My alias is Microstrike. Ray Palmer, The Atom, is my referring hero."

Drake watched as Batman began to take to them, it was an amazing feat to be in the presence of the league, but to be in the presence of some of the founding member was amazing. It took all his will power not to go all fanboy over them. He had looked up to them, even if he never said it. He was grateful that Green Arrow told him about the program. After they were done, they left Flash in charge of them and he snickered when Flash was called a den mother. Flash mentioned something about introducing themselves to one another and before Drake could volunteer. Two others beat him to the punch.

The first one up was a girl Named Robin Robins. A very unique name to say the least. Of course Drake knew his name was unique, but not as unique as this girl’s name. She became a blur and for a second Drake couldn’t find her until she reappeared again. She mentioned she was a speedster and it seemed Flash was pleased with himself that there was another speedster around.

The next person was a boy who claimed to be able to do things only seen in an RPG. This sparked Drake’s interest. After he was done another member walked up and introduced himself.

He was a faceless boy who called himself The Question. He then explained his powers and Drake found it fascinating that he was like a reincarnation of an original hero. That was amazing to him. And after he was finished, another member talked about their powers and how they could shrink. After he was done, Drake suddenly started asking questions about Charles abilities.

“Wait, wait. Are you telling me you can do anything in the real world that can be done in an RPG? Like: magic, crafting super awesome finisher moves. So can you create sephiroth so I can punch his lights out?” Drake asked before he started passing back and forth and continuing, “I put so much effort into leveling Aerith just for him to come from the sky and kill her. I mean she was the only one I leveled up to 90!”

Drake realized that he was walking back and forth and ranting to himself. He turned to the group and chuckled nervously before he said, “Sorry about that. Had to get that out of my system. Even though most gamers keep talking about that, I just finally got around to playing the game and got to that part.” He cleared his throat before he introduced himself, “I’m Drake Sydell. My hero name The Dragoon. That’s because of this.” Drake then pointed to his necklace with the dragon holding a pure white crystal.

“From what I’m told: this is called the Dragon Talisman. It allows me to connect with the dragon souls inside of it. These dragon souls let me use their elemental properties. Like so,” Drake said before he took a deep breath before he said, “Inferno.”

The pure white crystal in the middle of his neckless turned red and flames shot out of the crystal. The flames coated his arms and fists to create gauntlets, around his legs and feet the flames created greaves and sabatons, the flames wrapped around his head to create a Helm made of flames, and finally the flames extend from his shoulder blades to create wings made of flames.

“So far, can only use three dragon souls. This one’s the fire dragon called Inferno. The other two are water and air. I haven’t gotten the hang of all the abilities or the ability to connect to other dragons inside the Talisman,” Drake said as the flames shot back into the crystal just before the crystal turned pure white

Van stood before the Justice League and his heart was beating quickly do to his nervousness being in front of the greats. They were now moving on to the Young Justice Program where they would be tested to see if they could make it as league members. Superman being there made him slightly more nervous since his cousin was now his elder and the rightful inheritor of the house of El. Batman then explained to them that the flash would be their den mother and about the order of chaos attacking several cities. This made Van excited to see action and prove himself worthy of his family's new legacy that Superman helped begin.

After the rest of the league left, the flash asked them to go around and give each others names and abilities. First was Robin who showed them that she was a speedster, and then there was Charles who showed off the strange, but great power of being able to do things like a video game. Then there was Travis with his ability of precognition, and there was also Jake who could shrink down to tiny size. Next was Drake who appeared to be able to channel the power of dragons with a talisman. Now it was Van's turn to show off a bit.

"Hello, my name is Van El. I come from Krypton, but unlike my cousin Superman I don't have any of the normal Kryptonian powers. My abilities are being able to shapeshift into the animals of my home world" he said and then changed into the Balloon Creature of his planet. After about a moment of floating around, Van changed back into his normal form and gave everyone a calm look. He hoped that his show was impressive. Van still felt like a stranger in this world and at times wasn't sure if he would fit in.

As Michael listened to the team speak about themselves, he looked around the room at the real super hero.

Like most people he was awed by them and few ever actually got the chance to meet one in person. For many hero were more then men and women were like Hercules, Among us but greater then most normal people could ever dream of. Yet here he was in front of superman a literal god among humans.

slowly Michael's eyes shifted onto the green arrow. As a youth it had been the the black canary who had saved him. Abandoned by the last family he had, The black canary had found Michael while she and another hero were chasing a lead. When The black canary found out Michael could control fire, she immediately pushed him to join the teen titan initiative. With nothing left he accepted, looking back it was the best thing he had done in his life so far.

After a few seconds Michael's turn came around, with a smile he introduced himself

"Hi I'm Michael hows it going?" he asked happily " Code name is firefly and um... I control fire" he said as he raised his right hand and made a small orb of fire float several inches from his hand. "And um you can thank Black canary for my gracious company."

Wulf waited for the others to finish speaking, then calmly started to state who he was. "Wulf. Lightwing, if you will. I excel in combat." He fell silent and looked for the man who had discovered his raw talent. Disappointed, he shoved his hands into the pockets of his blue leather jacket.

Night Wing was a minor hero, sure, but when he appeared to show Wulf the Teen Titan Initiative, though it didn't take much effort for Wulf to join. He was already quite hopeful that an actual hero would notice him, and any would do.

He ran his hand through his black hair, and looked at the others. From what he could tell, he was the only one without powers, and he didn't mind at all. More of an opportunity to impress them.

Hey is it cool if i submit a cs i'd love to get involved.

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Arden stood at the back of the group, hovering half a foot off the ground so he could see over all the other people. There was after all quite the small crowd gathered.
At the front the true hero's talked to the young group, explaining things and setting expectations. These people were hero's of legend with so many great deeds to their name that they were beyond famous, immortalised in the minds of many. Yet strangely Arden was not phased nor in awe of their presence, he thought very little of it and and his concentration reflected this.

While he might be immune to notoriety and status, he was surely not immune to the driving hormones of an adolescent teenage boy. As the others before him moved about and spoke, Arden found himself daydreaming while staring at Black Canary.

A sudden silence startled him and he looked around the room to see most eyes staring at him expectantly. Bashfully he shrugged his shoulders and gently touched down on the ground. An awkward moment passed where his gaze flitted about amongst the feet in the room, unable to meet anyone's gaze.

Finally when the rosy soft red left his cheeks he opens his mouth, a soft, nearly inaudible deep hum resonates as if separate from his actions but synchronistically timed together. Every one would suddenly feel the extra weight on their shoulders, every limb and body part suddenly growing an extra twenty percent heavier.
It only lasted but a short moment. Arden looked down again and continued to shrink into himself hoping that would be enough to sedate the curiosity of his peers.

Talos

Talos quietly stayed at the back of the group, arms crossed as he listened to the opening address. He had heard similar sentiments from time to time within the last few days from both Dr. Weir and Red Tornado. Although not knowing what to expect from "The Order of Chaos", (whose name seemed an incongruous self-contradiction that gave him considerable befuddlement when he first heard it) he knew the danger they posed to be high, leaving him to wonder how he and his fellow initiates will fit into the League's counter strategy, if at all.

Such concerns would have to wait as the Flash indicated that introductions would be in order, Talos soon "greeted" by Robin who dashed in front of him before departing from him in a dazzling speed-driven display. He was caught off guard, raising his arms before determining she meant no harm. His eyebrows were raised denoting a hint of surprise.

By his noticeably pale complexion, orange cybernetic eyes and modified right arm, it was easy to tell he wasn't human at the very least. Yet, notwithstanding his inability to experience deep admiration, he believed the existence of heroes such as Red Tornado and Cyborg had set a precedent for beings like himself looking for opportunities in this line of work.

Introductions seemed to be going well until Arden's gravitational display. Although not damaged, Talos' bangs dipped a little over his eyes for a second. He wasn't annoyed, but did ponder if unprovoked feats of this kind were common and to be expected in the future.

At the same time, it did open up an opportunity for him to get his introduction out of the way. "Greetings," he stated in his usual neutral expression, his voice like that of a young man's, but with a perceivable synthetic quality to it. He raised his right hand, moving it side to side at about 5 degrees, attempting to imitate the way the doctor taught him to wave, but still rather on the unnatural side. "I am Talos, an android created by Dr. Weir. I am fully capable of interfacing with all known CPU systems and have been equipped with numerous sensory and performance enhancements." With that, he moved back, crossing his arms once again.

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As the introductions came to a close, a female voice announced, “Recognized: Nightwing.” The teleporter glowed and in an instant, Nightwing appeared in front of the new members of the young justice program.

“How are things going Barry?” Nighting asked

“Good, we just got done with the introductions,” Flash said.

“Good, because they’re being deployed to London,” Nightwing before a video feed appeared behind Nightwing as he began to explain, “We’ve gotten word that some of the Order of Chaos members have been sighted in London. Not surprising that after the sighting. Things became chaotic there.” In the video Nightwing showed them. People were floating in the air trying to reach the ground only for them to float even higher. In another video, a man was being chased by three metal chairs that seemed to come alive. In yet another video, big ben’s clock hands spun counter clockwise at a rapid pace.

“Superman and Green Arrow are on their way, but we’re to head there immediately and help the citizens while they’re in route. We’re unsure what type of powers these members possess, so we’ll split into two teams. Robin, Travis, Drake, Barry, Talos, and Charles will assist those being chased by inanimate objects that have come to life. While Arden, Van, Michael, Jacob, Wulf, and I will deal with the people floating into the air. Superman and Green Arrow should arrive by then,” Nightwing stated before he added, “If you encounter any members of the Order. You are not to engage. You all might have gotten this far, but you are not ready to face this evil.”
“Wait, how do you know all our names,” Drake asked.

“I was one of the ten members of the league who went through each of your files and chose you to rise up to the Young Justice Program,” Nightwing said before he added, “when you all entered mount justice through the teleporter. Nanobots were injected into your body. Use them to communicate to one another.” With that he walked over to the teleporter as it glowed and Nightwing dissevered.

“Well you heard him, looks like you’ll get your feel wet sooner then you thought,” Barry joked before he joshed over to the teleporter and waited for the rest of the team.

The rest of the introductions weren't exactly interesting to Travis (except for Arden's, as it led to his body feeling a LOT heavier), and when they were finally finished Nightwing walked through the teleporter. 'Oh hey, it's the former Robin. Or Nightwing I guess. Wait, what happened to the other Robin, Tim?' Travis thinks to himself, but that thought is silenced by an unknown force.

Nightwing then explained they were being deployed. Travis' eyes lit up and he grinned widely under his mask. A mission. His first mission with these people. 'This is gonna be awesome!' he thinks to himself. Then Nightwing explained the mission: they were up against... People floating and killer objects. Well, that's, uh... Interesting?

When Nightwing told them what they would be doing, he called them by their real names rather than their aliases. "Aww man, why'd he have to use my real name?" Travis says once Nightwing is out. "Well, there goes the 'man of mystery' motif..." He sighs, scratching the back of his head. "Anyway, let's get this show on the road. Killer chairs? I can handle that!" He says, before practically skipping over to the teleporter to follow Flash.

Van felt nervous when Nightwing made his introductions and gave the news that they would be deployed to help stop a crisis. He was somewhat relieved that Superman would be there as well, but it also made him worry about not looking good in front of his cousin. Van prayed to Rao that he would do good for his first mission with the Young Justice program. His teammate Travis seemed to be in pretty good spirits and Van wished he had some of the guy's confidence, but Van had the tendency to worry a bit.

"Here goes our first mission" he said to himself and hurried over to the teleporter following the Flash. Attacking chairs and people floating in the sky. This mission already looked insane.

Robin was only temporarily stunned by how quickly she was expected to engage in combat after introducing herself but as a Speedster that time was measured in nanoseconds for like her Mentors Barry Allen and Wally West her mind also moved at Hyperspeed.

See you on the other side she said to Barry giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before flying through the teleporter at full speed.

London was kind of like the pictures she’d seen but it also failed in reality to provide an air of mystery but then again most things did once they were tangible and real. She didn’t slow even a moment as she saw an old woman being attacked by her frame (walker) which was doing more to terrify the old lady than cause actual physical harm.

Robin attacked the aluminum tubbed device at it’s weak points with sharp slaps moving faster than the speed of sound and then some after kicking it about twenty feet from the woman so she wouldn’t be as affected by the sonic cracks her hands made moving through the air. To anyone watching it looked as if the monstrous device was surrounded by a smoky feminine form that caused it to fall to pieces in less than a second.

Once the old lady’s attacker had been rendered into scrap Robin aka Hyper paused long enough to pick the frail old woman up and run her slowly to safety inside of a building that appeared to be a refuge for a few other people.

Please take care of this woman she needs help calming herself and a sense of safety She said to a burly man who looked surprised but capable.

Thanksyou’reasweetheart she said as she launched herself fulltilt back into the fray

Michael listened with a smile as Nightwing spoke.
Right lads.... get ya sharps out He thought with a chuckle as he shifted from foot to foot. He had heard that some where, and since they were headed to London it felt rightMagical chairs,and floaty people huh...Well I am in a room with a walking gravity well,a guy with no face, a robot and himself...some idiot who can light himself on fire to roast marshmallows... So I guess its not the weirdest thing today.. he thought jokingly after a few second the thought of little kids roasting marshmallows on him made him laugh a little.
I kinda want to try that now...also grill some burgers...things for later. he thought as he looked at everyone else.
Suddenly the girl ran into the teleporter and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Fantastic, not gonna challenge her to a race...convenient if you wanna be some where quickly...I bet a punch at that speed would knock me literally into next week... For a moment Michael contemplated the authetcity of that claim As much as I love sciencing, that is not my department...all those numbers,spelling and giblets give me a headache. he thought Enough of this pointless mind ranting...that what its called? Whatever Kinda wanna be on good terms with my team mates...We one way or another will be together for a while. Casually humming Michael walks up to the teleporter "Welp lets kick it off" he said with grin as he stepped into the teleporter, disapppering seconds after.

As Talos spoke in his strange synthesised voice, Arden realised he was not at the very back of the group as he first thought. While Nightwing then appeared and gave instructions Arden used the distraction to try and casually sneak behind Talos. Even if his attempts of subtlety left things not so subtle.
Arden felt more confident and relaxed behind everyone else, out of the view of as many eyes as possible.
He was curiously examining the android in front of hims when the floating people flashed across the large screen. This caught his interest and attention.

Next thing the meeting was over. People moved to action, a girl disappeared in a flash, quips were made and the teleporter got busy. Arden continued to stare at the TV as he shrugged his shoulders and nervously followed the group. Unsure what to expect on the other side.

After a short moment and a bright flash of light, London appeared before his eyes. It surrounded him, engulfed him, it was everywhere. He was in London.
Arden froze, unable to move, unsure what to do, looking around like a deer caught in headlights. He didn't know where to mentally begin, so much was going on everywhere...

Charles would watch as the others spoke, and would get slightly annoyed when one decided to use his power on them instead of simply speaking and explaining but wouldn't break his nearly emotionless face. He would turn as NightWing showed up all of a sudden, he would raise a brow when he begun to talk about trouble happening on the outside. At London of all places, made Charles sigh some at the thought of the possible villains just wanting to show off or something. He would almost of broke his guise when Nightwing spoke of nanobots in their blood from the teleporter, this agitated him the most out of everything recently, he didn't like the idea of something unknown in his blood, nightwing had said to use it for communication, but such a thing could be used against them if the wrong people had control over them. He would stop thinking about it once others started to move to the Teleporter, he'd walk over and join them without saying anything. So he was assigned to the inanimate objects, made sense since he couldn't fly, at lest not yet. He would wait for the others come over so the teleporter would activate. He was going to immediately destroy any moving inanimate object that shouldn't be moving that came into his view with a magic bolt, having to speak the name to use it.

Talos peered at the feed, attempting to identify the phenomena under any well documented occurrence - findings less than conclusive. Yet at the same time, an explanation wasn't the primary objective at that point in time. Though not showing it, he did notice Arden step behind him. Quite odd, but chances are it's a matter of curiosity or a response of his personality or nature as opposed to hostile intentions on his part.

Talos knew about the nanobots shortly after arriving at the facility, getting a notification of the foreign agents before the orientation began. He thought little of it, presuming the mechanisms to be a security measure more than anything. Despite how they're unlikely to do much for him initially, given his cybernetic nature, linking himself to the communications network should be possible. Holding up his right hand, palm facing up, fingers curved upward, a distinguishable, almost neon white circle appeared on his palm. His eyes glowed a similar white color as he accessed one of the nanobots. Moments later, his arm and eyes reverted back to normal. "Link up successful," he said in a monotone. He considered an in-depth diagnostic of the nanobots, but such things would have to wait.

It appeared to the android that constant group communication may not be necessary in this first mission given that their orders basically involved assisting any civilian they came across however they could. The best course of action may very well be splitting off and covering as wide an area as possible. And noticing that many were rushing to the teleporter in no particular order, this was likely the plan everyone was to be operating under. The automaton ran for it as well, taking his place behind the others; time was of the essence.