Luthor's Assassin

The Light

Apparently the Light met in person once every year to discuss things face to face.

This time, Dick was attending.

He had been instructed to stay completely silent unless spoken to, and to remain on guard throughout the entire meeting as he was going to be an unofficial security guard for Lex. All the members of the Light had someone there as protection- Lex had him and Deathstroke, Queen Bee had Biyalian soldiers, Ra's al-Ghul had a huge man called Ubu, Ocean Master had Atlantian guards, The Brain had a monkey called Mallah or something, and Klarion had a cat that looked completely harmless but had an evil aurora around it that made Dick shudder every time he saw it.

The only person without personal security was Vandal Savage himself, and with all the other people around Dick wasn't surprised. Everyone here was loyal to the Light, and Savage himself. Vandal was perfectly safe.

The members filed in, small conversations going between them and their guards as they approached a circular table. Dick spotted Slade talking to Ra's guard Ubu across the room, and Lex discussing something with Queen Bee over by the table.

A sudden tap on his shoulder made Dick whirl around, hand going to his sword hilt, but he relaxed in relief when he saw it was only Klarion, floating above the ground on what looked like a grey cloud and cackling in amusement.

"Someone's a little jumpy, aren't you kiddo!"

Dick cocked an eyebrow, somewhat surprised at the childish remark. To be completely honest he was a little nervous... he was meeting his boss's boss. And there was no telling what the Light would do to him if they didn't approve.

"Well I am supposed to be on guard," he shot back, before realizing that he was talking to a member of the Light and should've been more respectful. But instead of blasting him to dust like he half-expected Klarion to do, the witch-boy cackled again and floated down closer to him, reclining on the... whatever it was... cloud-thing.

"I like you, kiddy. What's your name?"

"Uh- Renegade."

"Pleased t' meet 'ya, Uh-renegade. What's your favorite color? Do you like cats? Favorite food, favorite sorcerer, saddest moment? Happiest? Least favorite do-gooder? And when's your birthday?"

Dick blinked, baffled by the onslaught of questions, but before he could even begin to try and answer, Vandal sat down at the table and looked around expectantly at the awaiting crowd. Klarion pouted comically, frowning at the leader of the Light.

"We'll continue this conversation later," Klarion whispered, making a face at Vandal and winking at Dick before zooming away and settling daintily in his seat, his cat curling up in his lap and keeping one eye open, watching the meeting. Dick stood behind Luthor's chair respectfully as Slade joined him, having bid farewell to Ubu.

"The meeting of the Light will now begin," Savage boomed, and the room went silent instantly.

"The members of the Light will now make their reports," he said, quieter this time, and Dick sighed as Queen Bee stood and began to talk.

"Our new friends have been graciously cooperating with us, agreeing to send us apocalyptic technology through boom tubes as test subjects for-"

It was really quite boring, and Dick tuned out most of what was being said as they went around the table, barely even hearing Ocean Master's proposition to gain a starfish thingy that seemed completely stupid, Ra's report on a clone that seemed to be acting as a sort of spy, Klarion's quest for the helmet of Fate, and the Brain's new collar technology. He was so out of it that he almost jumped when Lex stood to make his own report.