[i][u][b]Four weeks ago….[/b][/u][/i]

JD was playing with a stolen smart phone one of the Robins had acquired. They fought the Jokerz on the regular but that didn’t mean that they didn’t have to steal something once in a while. He’d had it for a couple days. Somebody had dropped it after a gang war or something, and the police gave it back to him after they released everyone from custody. He was playing with the camera on the roof of a building in Old Gotham when a strange 3D animated head appeared on the screen. He thought it was some kind of filter, but he couldn’t get it off the screen. 

“My name is Oracle. I used to be a friend of the Batman..” the head spoke to JD and he dropped the phone momentarily. 

“Is this some sort of joke, did I click on something?” JD asked out loud picking up the phone. 

“I know about your metahuman power. I’m putting a team together to take back Gotham from the likes of Bane and the Jokerz, and anything else in between.” Oracle explained. “I can give you a permanent place to live, food, purpose.”

“You have to take my friend too. He’s got a power too, he…” JD began before Oracle stopped him. 

“If you’re talking about the kid who can become two people it’s not really what I’m looking for. He’s too much of a hot-head…” Oracle stated. 

“He’s survived living in the streets for years. I’ve only been on them for a few months. He’s the best hand to hand fighter I’ve ever seen, even on tv...” JD continued to press this Oracle person. 

“He’s too much of a risk.” Oracle said sternly.

“You’re asking me a favor to join this team, I’m asking for one in return. It’s either both of us or nobody. And you can keep this hacked phone…” JD said as he tossed it below towards a dumpster. As he made his way down the fire escape, a small drone flew down next to him. 

“You and your friend meet another drone of mine at this location…” the drone said with the same voice as Oracle on the smartphone. The drone handed a folded piece of paper with an address on it to the young man. “Come at midnight, and don’t tell anyone.”

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Five minutes ago Oracle came over the comms and said the police found Gemini’s body. People were crying, only a couple of them had even met Gemini as the team hadn’t been fully formed. JD put his hood on and passed Ghost in the hallway towards the personal living quarters of the heroes. Basically it was ten small one room apartments within the bunker. 

“Bro… if they don’t get eight more people for this team I’m giving a dupe a room of his own and seeing how long he can stick around.” Gemini said, as Bolt thought back on their first reactions to the bunker.

The young hero didn’t make it into his personal quarters. The door slid up. And then it slid down after a few moments. It did this for around a minute or so before Bolt lost his cool and punched the door as hard as he could. He waved his hand and the manhole cover he’d recently acquired smashed through the part of the door that could no longer slide into the automated door device on its way out of his room. He stepped onto it and gritted his teeth. JD rolled up the sleeves on his super suit and hovered back towards the lounge area. 

“I don’t care what the Wizard of Oz says. Gemini was my brother. I’m going after this armored nutjob. Who’s coming with me?” Bolt asked the group.