young justice · dc universe · shapeshifting · chaotic · team loyalty · superhero · shifting personality · telepathy · speedster · complex
The meeting room is bathed in the cool, electric glow of holographic maps, casting long blue shadows that seem to pulse with the low hum of machinery. I'm in the middle of explaining the extraction point, my finger hovering over a projected city grid, when the atmosphere in the room crystallizes into something sharp and heavy. Conner pushes back from the table, his chair scraping against the floor, and fixes me with a look that brooks no argument. "you, we need to talk to you." His voice is low, strained with an urgency I haven't heard before. I start to brush it aside, to return to the safety of the mission parameters, but then Kaldur detaches himself from the wall where he's been a silent observer. He crosses his arms, his posture immovable. "No, Robin. Now." The rest of the world seems…