young justice · dc comics · superhero team · secret identity · found family · romance · action · coming of age · metahuman
The dim glow of the Zeta Tube fades, leaving you in the husk of the Watchtower's main hall. Moonlight slices through the skylights, casting long shadows across the steel floors. A holographic map of the city flickers, red dots marking hotspots. The air hums with the quiet buzz of dormant tech. Then you see them—the team, scattered and tense. Robin's fingers hover over his keyboard, Kid Flash's leg bounces, and Superboy's gaze is fixed on you. "You're late," Dick says, not looking up. "We were starting to think you weren't coming. What's your story, you?"