Danny's world was a bunch of colorful blurs.

He felt like he was flying.

Carbon Dioxide and pH imbalance, idiot, you were hyperventilating again. You were almost out, too.

Glancing behind him he was met with a lightning bolt and neon yellow leather. That's when he realized he was being carried bridal style by someone. The name of said person was currently evading his thoughts.

The wind gently pushed at his face. Running. That makes sense. The person that was carrying him was running.

The person abruptly stopped and the blurs around Danny change into shapes. Glancing blearily around he saw a group of teens.

I know them. Danny searches his hazy mind. The Justice something-or-other. He caught the eye of the raven-haired teen-Robin. He saw the teen's mouth move and a jumble of sounds came out. He felt the rumble of the person carrying him-Kid Flash-resonate in his chest, but once again it was only a jumble of sounds.

So much for intelligence. Can't even understand English. Pathetic.

'Shut up. It's not my native language, I'm still learning.' Danny reassured himself. He briefly wondered if it was normal to respond to the voices in your head.

Focus! He shook his head slightly, white hair bouncing around. Distracted he went cross-eyed to see his hair better. He reached up to pull his hair down, decidedly ignoring the amused/confused looks that the brightly colored teens were giving him. They were still making noises he didn't understand.

It's fluffy. He ran his hand through his hair.

"What is he doing?" Danny yelped and jerked at the sudden words, dislodging himself from the arms that were still holding him in the process, and fell to the floor with a small thud. He looked over to the speaker seeing it was a large and muscular teen with an "S", much like the other man, on his t-shirt.

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The team watched the boy in Kid Flash's arms as he looked at his newly white hair.

Robin and Kid Flash were attempting to restrain their laughter, Superboy and Aqualad we're smiling slightly though they looked marginally confused, and M'gann and (surprisingly) Artemis were cooing at the sight of the small eleven-year-old playing with his hair.

After a moment of this, Superboy tried to speak up.

"What is he doing?" He asked, not expecting the boy to respond. Instead, the boy yelped and flailed out of Kid's arms, landing on his stomach with a light thud. The boy looked up at them with wide, peridot green eyes.

M'gann took a small step forward to draw the boy's attention. "Are you okay?" She asked softly, kneeling down to offer him a hand. The boy flinched back at the gesture, causing the Martian to quickly retract her hand.

The boy sat up, sitting cross-legged on the ground instead and looked at them warily. Then he looked up at the ceiling, tilted his head to the side, and gave the impression of a confused puppy.

"Flash?" The boy questioned. The others looked at each other.

"Uhh, I don't know where he is. We had been looking for them when we found you passed out in front of the entrance landing," Kid responded.

Danny shook his head and gestured widely with his hands to the ceiling. "Flash," he said again.

"Oh, you mean the red lights?" Robin asked. Danny nodded his head. "That was just the security. Somehow a bird got in and set off the alarms. Like Kid said, we were looking for the League to find out what happened and why we found you like that."

Danny nodded in understanding. His mop of white hair bouncing with his head, catching his attention once again.

"Fluffy," he said, grabbing his white strands again.

M'gann giggled. "Yeah. We washed your hair."

A shout resonated down the hall. "You found him!" Turning to face the speaker they saw Superman messaging his ears, Wonder Woman standing next to him (glaring at Flash who seemed to be the one who shouted), and Batman looking impassively at the teens.

The boy in question seemed to do a 180 as he stood, growling defensively at the adults. Hiding behind Robin fisting his hands in the sidekick's cape like a child much younger would with their parents. The teens looked to the boy, confused at his sudden personality change.

"What did you do to him?" Artemis asked teasingly, "he looks like he hates you."

"We didn't do anything. Just asked a few questions," Wonder Woman responded somewhat quietly. Danny just hid more behind The Boy Wonder, just barely peeking out enough to still keep the older heroes in his sight.

"Questions. Scientist ask questions. Questions bad. Scientists bad." Danny responded to the adults across the room. He tightened his grip on the bird's cape.

The adults across the room glanced at each other before Batman stepped forward.

"Danny, we are going to have to ask questions. We just want to know how to help." Danny moved slightly out from behind Robin to look at the older Bat better.

"Help?" Batman nodded patiently. Danny slowly unfisted the fabric and stepped cautiously out from behind Robin. He walked to the Dark Knight and looked up at him. Batman held out his hand to the boy who twitched slightly before grabbing the offered hand in both of his, letting the Dark Knight lead him away.

Batman paused by Superman, "you three should go and debrief the rest of the League and the Young Justice team. I'll talk to him." The Man of Steel nodded before turning to the teens, gesturing for them to follow the three elder heroes.

Batman led the child back to the infirmary and Danny climbed onto the bed. Batman sat in the chair in front of the boy.

"Danny, do you remember how you became a Halfa or were you born like this?" Batman asked, gently as to not spook the child again.

"Portal. Tripped. Flash and pain. Halfa." Danny struggled to explain his origin and used his hands to try to express himself better.

"You were in some sort of portal and tripped, it turned on and you came out like this?" Batman guessed. Danny nodded, smiling slightly with a childlike glee that someone understood him despite his limited English. The only people who could ever do that were Sam and Tucker.

"You don't speak much English, do you?" Danny shook his head. "What language do you normally speak?"

Danny tilted his head. "English." And it was true. Despite his limited vocabulary in the language, he still preferred to speak English. Rarely did he meet someone who spoke his fluent language, anyway.

"I mean what is your native language?"

"Romanian." Batman stopped for a second to mull this over. It was odd, but at least it was something they could understand. He could get Robin to translate when needed.

"That's good. Robin speaks Romanian too. I can speak some of it as well." Danny smiled.

"Danny. Are you ok to come home with me and Robin? I don't think it's a great idea for you to stay here." Danny looked confused but slowly nodded his head, seeing no real reason to protest. Batman nodded as well and led Danny back to the others before pulling Robin aside and explaining what he knew.

Soon the Dynamic Duo and Danny were on their way to Gotham City.