Young Justice Trash

Deaged (Part One)

-Unrelated, but, if you're reading this, please be cautious of "Operation Pridefall" This pride month. Love, Your Bisexual  author-

When the team has been supposeddly poisoned, they are required to stay at the mountain while tests were conducted.

"You'll stay here, we'll have people come and check on you every half-hour"

"And you have cameras, We know." Robin groaned, the team was still on thin ice from the After Party. "We're not prisoners."

Artemis pulled her frizzy hair out of its ponytail and brushed it through with her fingers. They'd all showered and were in comfort clothes now, sweats, thin t-shirts and shorts that clung to still-damp skin. It was nearly two am and they were exhausted.

"Don't worry about us, We don't have the energy to do anything." Wally fought just to be coherent.

"And that's coming from the human battery pack." Artemis added.

"I think I'm a dead battery today, Arty."

And with that the team was left alone. The first ten minute were pretty chill, they surfed through channels trying to stay awake, but cable tv is pretty lame, so they desided to watch some shit on youtube. By now, Dick was fighting for consciousness. 

"Are you guys this tired too?" He asked, finally breaking character.

"Yes." Conner admitted.

"I am." Kaldur nodded.

M'gann yawned, nuzzling into a pillow. "Same."

"I'm exhaust-" Wally abandoned the sentence. Too hard.

Artemis moaned and curled up on the carpet, her and Robin both had a habit of sleeping in weird, flexible positions. 

Robin was tired and in mild discomfort. He raised a hand to his comm. "I don't think I'll be awake when you get here. I might just be tired, but incase it's part of the poison... you know. Also, my wrists and stuff hurt." He turnedto the others. "Is that just me?"

Artemis perked up slightly. "I thought I was imagining it." She gasped.

"I feel irritated in the flesh around my arteries." Wally confirmed.

"It feels like Burning." Kaldur answered.

Robin pressed his comm again. "I checked with the team, the area around our arteries feels really hot, I think we should check that out-" his words drooped off as sleep overtook them.

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It was easily ten minutes before Batman could hear the concerning message his ward had left. He'd had a moniter of the main camera view up in the corner of his peripheral. He turned to see it properly, something wasn't right.

"The poison is setting in. We need to check on them." He stated, more like ordered, standing and moving swiftly towards the  Zetabeam.

Something really wasn't right. The team hadn't moved off the couch, but they weren't there... not really

The oldest child stirred, Kaldur, he looked about seven or eight. His eyes blinked open, almost as if he'd sensed them.

"I'm sorry, my king..." He managed, forcefully sitting up and using the heel of his palm to rub dust from his eye. "I don't-" He realized something wasn't right, eyes lingering from furniture, to  the league, to his own forearm. The proportions didn't check out. "What?"