'If you're on the verge of breaking, if you have a gun to your head, if your in the grasp of a titan just promise me you'll fight, you'll live and you'll never forget me.' I repeat his words in my head, I'll always remember you Levi, I'll always love you.

He can see the smile which graced her elegant features as he used the word, but the image is overshadowed now; curtained with her expression of psychotic devastation, upon realising that she did not wind the handle on the box enough. Eventually, that ballerina had to stop spinning. To her, that was a last chance at perfection. To him, it was the last drop of her sanity. ∞ Adelaide and Tim are what is considered royalty, among their grade at Gotham Academy. Perfect couple, perfect personalities, perfect scores, perfect looks, perfect skill, perfect families, perfect reconciliation, perfect friends. Just, utterly, flawless. It's so perfect, that it effortlessly hides the truth. Broken families, a superhero team, disorders, death, enemies, lies, illness, masks, hate and deep, dark secrets. Only one of them understands that their unity is a front for what is really happening in the corners of sick minds. But every time Tim looks at her and sees how scrambled her perception of herself is, he can't help but take her by the hand and try to guide her through everything. When Adelaide looks at him, she doesn't understand why he's willing to settle for second or third best. He can outdo them all. The team, and his predecessors. After all, he is perfect.... What a prize. ~ I do not own Young Justice. All rights go to the owners.

"Johnny the Homicidal Maniac (often abbreviated JtHM) is the first comic book by Jhonen Vasquez. The series tells the story of a young man named Johnny C. as he explores the psychological and possibly supernatural forces which compel him to commit a string of murders with which he always seems to get away." -Wikipedia All I did was take Jhonen's comics and rewrite them in story form. I don't own, nor do I claim to, any part of these stories whatsoever.

I knocked out the last of my joker-goons. Tim made the name... "I got my five out." I said through the intercom, "what about you?" "Done!" Damian said. "Same here." Tim sighed. "Their not dead." Jason muttered. "You say that like it's a bad thing." Tim said, sarcastically. "What about you two love birds?" Jason asked. "Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny." Dick said, knocking out his last goon. "I've never liked you, Jason." Barbra said, annoyed. "Right back at you, Babs." Jason taunted. "You guys give me heartburn." Dick muttered. "IT'S A LOVE TRIANGLE!" Tim laughed. "Love-ception." I joked. "Oh God guys, grow-AHHHHH!" Barbra started to scream. "Barbr-AHHHHH!" Richard joined her screams. Suddenly, the screaming stopped. It was pin-drop silence. "Hellooo Batsy!" Joker laughed. "I have your little birds here with me!" "Joker, if you even touch them-" I threatened. "Oh don't worry! I won't hurt them...too much." He laughed his psychotic laugh. {I do not own any of the characters, only the storyline}