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#Post#: 720--------------------------------------------------
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By: the streak Date: March 9, 2015, 6:48 pm
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And here comes runners around the bend! Beezer in first followed
closely by Craig how is he running that fast?! They're neck and
neck going to the final stretch- wait craig pulls ahead he can
see the
FINISH LINE
Hub city, home of Donovin craig and patty Spivoit.
For the last two weeks the media and hundreds of thousands of
people have been camped outside my door. And now I have to go to
a giant funeral in the heart of Hub ciry, he wouldint have
wanted this.
"Mrs. Spivoit just so you don't worry I'm picking up the tab for
the funeral and all that entails it's not a big deal for me and
well I just don want you to worry."
Bruce wayne. Billionaire takes the time out of his life to not
only pick me up in a limo, nor only show up, but to pay for this
entire thing. I've never seen somone so kind...or stupid.
"I don't want a big thing mr. wayne." "I don't think that's
going to be a choice."
The limo pulls up to the church as what seems like the entire
city and others are out to attend. The police set barricades
blocks back for this... I don't want this.
"If you want to go home I can Take you there." "What home? The
place seems to be rented out by half a million people." "A hotel
then, wherever you need to go But if I may, this wasint planned.
The gathering. This just happened. If you have it in you I think
you should go, the city needs to mourn too." "Are you going in
too?" "No i have.. work to do."
I step out of the limo as it pulls back onto the street to
silenced faces.
The inside is full of people I have never even met before. Guess
I'd need to be a part of the super hero club to know.
A man walks up too me, someone I feel like I should know but
can't put a finger on. "Hi patty. My name is Louie, i knew
donovin.. and it's my fault he's dead." "What do you mean...how
is it your fault that he's dead?!" "Please I just wanted to say
I'm sorry." "What did you do?" "The day he died... I was there I
could have saved him stopped him from being so stupid.. but I
diddint I let him save me instead."
"You people....all of you.... he saw you as the Knights of the
round table! He wanted to be like you! So he puts on a costume
wanting to earn his own place at the table. And what do you
do?! Say he's not ready, that he's stupid, that he's nothing
more than an immature kid after he proved himself time after
time!"
#Post#: 721--------------------------------------------------
Re: ...
By: owlman Date: March 9, 2015, 7:00 pm
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BAT CAVE
"Sir.... Why are you in the cave?" "Working Alfred." "During the
funeral?" "Hes not dead Alfred." "Pardon?" I've recovered every
single bit if evidence from the locations that the flash
reappeared. They all have antimatter, but they also have some
other thing on them... I haven't named it yet." "Sir if I may.
You need to realize that he is gone. The flash will not come
back and you will just put another burden on your shoulder for
no reason!" ".......shut the door when you leave alfred, i need
time alone."
A screen falls from the top of the church and Owlman appears on
the screen. "Hello. If your seeing this than The flash has died.
Your either seeing this in a private setting like the
watchtower, or if I know the flash. He revealed his identity and
this is now public. I met the flash 4 years ago, he had been
taken hostage by gorilla grodd. He placed a device on his head
that if he got out while he was getting ready to take control of
the city. I stopped it bur I kept the helmet... they kept a
pychic link, and I leave you with this. The memories of the
flash....
#Post#: 722--------------------------------------------------
Re: ...
By: the streak Date: March 9, 2015, 7:17 pm
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Barry was in his room at his aunt and uncle's house, now his
house. He was staring at himself in the mirror as he wore the
Flash suit. his green eyes moved all over his reflection, more
disgust showing with each second. He turned away from the mirror
and sighed angrily.
"I tried on the suit," he said quietly, not looking at Impulse.
he waited patiently for Barry to continue.
"It felt wrong." He finally looked her in the eye. "I can't do
it, man I can't be the Flash. I'm not Donovin."
"No, you're not," Impulse agreed with a smile, but Barry slumped
down, dejected.
"I could never be him," he murmured.
"So don't try to be,". he placed his hand on his shoulder. "Just
be you and go with what your gut tells you. No matter what you
decide."
Barry studied Impulse. "How do you do it? You've lost everyone…"
"Not everyone," he said, "and even if I have, I will never lose
my love fo
Suddenly, the weather station on a nearby T.V was interrupted by
breaking news. they immediately took notice and turned up the
volume.
"-downtown Hub where Captain Cold is robbing Romantic Creations
Jewelry."
Barry turned off the TV, stood up, and took a deep breath. He
held up his left hand to show a gold ring with the Flash
lightning bolt and then pressed down on the clasp. As the suit
sprung from it, Barry spun around it in a mini-tornado to put it
on. When he stopped, he was dressed as the Flash the league
knew, with white eye coverings and "V" shaped lightning bolts.
As Flash got closer to the jewelry store, he could see police
barriers had been set up to keep the public back.
"Flash!" a lieutenant called. "Is it good to see you! We were
starting to think something happened. Did you get a new suit?"
Barry looked down at himself in his new costume. "Yeah, I did."
The lieutenant nodded. "It's just Cold in there, no hostages,
but we can't get close enough to him to take him down."
"I've got it," said Flash with an easy smile.
He ran in and immediately ducked out of the way of the beam of
ice that was shot from Cold's gun.
"Finally," said Cold as he stood against the glass showcases. "I
was wondering what it would take for…You're not Flash."
Flash paused then stood up straight. "I am now."
Cold looked him up and down. "Kid?" he asked.
From behind the counter, Trickster stuck his head up along with
Mirror Master. "Baby Flash?" asked Trickster eagerly.
"What happened to Flasher?" asked Mirror Master as he stood up
and walked around the counter to stand by Captain Cold.
Wally looked away. "He's dead."
"What?" gasped Cold and Mirror Master.
Trickster had real tears in his eyes. "No more Daddy Flash?" he
whispered.
"How?" asked Cold.
"we don't know. It has something to do with zoom." answered
Barry. "He calls himself I haven't seen him since it happened
almost three weeks ago."
Captain Cold and Mirror Master frowned. "If you see him again,"
said Mirror Master, "you should stay away from him. He's already
taken one Flash, we don't need him taking another."
"That's why we're Rogues," said Trickster happily. "We don't
kill. It's against the rules."
Cold had stayed silent and studied the Flash before him.
"Trickster, Mirror Master, get out of here."
"Aww, but Cold! I want to play with Baby Flash!" said Trickster.
"Out!" yelled Cold. "And leave the loot."
Mirror Master opened a portal into the mirror dimension and
pushed Trickster through. Flash and Cold stood a few feet apart
from each other silently until Cold spoke.
"Two weeks," he said. "I'll spread the word through the rest of
the Rogues to lay low for two weeks." Cold turned towards the
portal Mirror Master had left open for him.
"And Kid," Cold paused and looked back at him. "Flash," he said
more quietly. "You're not a kid anymore. So next time we see
you, there'll be no more pulling our punches."
Flash nodded at him in understanding. "I know. Thanks Len."
With that, Cold stepped into the mirror and disappeared.
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Re: ...
By: the streak Date: March 9, 2015, 7:26 pm
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After a few minutes of shifting memories, the monitors finally
settled on one with Donovin, Dick, and Jason hanging out in his
living room.
"So," Donovin began. "You guys are actually going to be there
tomorrow?"
The two young bats grinned at him.
"Wouldn't miss it for the world, Walls," said Jason. "I can't
wait to see you kick Superman's ass."
"You really think I can?" Donovin directed the question towards
Dick.
"Absolutely," he said smiling. "While Supes can probably outdo
you flying, he won't stand a chance in a footrace."
Donovin grinned. "At least I don't have to worry about losing my
title of Fastest Man Alive. However," Donovin grinned evilly,
"what would you say if I were to test just how much of a boy
scout Big Blue is?"
Dick and Jason looked at each other for a second before turning
back to Donovin.
"You're going to try and piss him off. Aren't you?" asked Dick.
"I APPROVE!" shouted Jason.
Dick shook his head smiling. "I still don't understand why you
act that way as Flash."
"Hey, that's not fair. I still act like me, just louder,
stupider, and more obnoxious. It's kind of like the opposite of
what you do. Dick is a happy-go-lucky playboy, while Nightwing
is a serious and brooding creature of the night. Personally, I
prefer my way more," said Wally, relaxing into the couch.
"People always underestimate me."
"Again," said Jason. "I approve! Oh, and make sure to hit on
Lois Lane. That'll really make him mad." Jason rubbed his hands
together evilly.
The scene morphed and Donovin was in his garage working at his
makeshift lab. He was absorbed in his work until he glanced at
the clock.
"CRAP!" he tore off his lab coat and goggles and haphazardly put
everything away before he held up his flash ring and shot his
costume out. "I'm going to be late!" Flash said and then froze.
" His face scrunched up in thought. "Eh, there are worse
things." He shrugged.
Finally, he ran out of his garage and and across the east half
of the continent towards Metropolis on the Delaware coast.
"I can't wait to mess with Supey," muttered Flash excitedly.
The next instant, he was in Metropolis and running around the
statue in the middle of the city where a big crowd stood. Flash
made a bit of a wind tunnel to make an appearance and then came
to a stop next to Superman, blowing his cape over his head in
the process.
"Sorry I'm late! Just woke up two minutes ago," Flash proclaimed
arrogantly and then posed for some pictures. When Superman put
his cape back in place, Flash grinned at him. "Give me five, big
guy!"
Superman, being gullible, raised his hand, but of course Flash
moved his hand out of the way and told him he was slow. The
league members laughed at his antics.
Superman just shook his head, but a small grin tilted the
corners of his lips. "I can't believe he did all that just to
make me mad."
Clark remembered his first meeting with Flash. It was a charity
race and Flash was acting like a big jerk until they stopped
Weather Wizard together.
The memory showed their banter before the race, and Superman had
to admit, he was pretty short with Flash.
He watched as he got ready to run while Flash just stood there
relaxed. When the starting gun was fired, both of them took off.
The race became a little blurry and fast-forwarded. After
Superman and Flash ran on water, the memory focused more.
"Okay," muttered Flash smiling. He was a bit ahead of Superman.
"I'm a little impressed," he frowned a bit, "but he's still so
slow, especially with that stupid cape dragging him down." Flash
smiled and shook his head. "I am such a nice person."
Diana giggled a little. "I can't believe you guys were in a
race! Flash was obviously faster, even then. He probably could
have lapped you a dozen times!"
"I guess he wanted to make it more interesting for everyone,"
said Superman. "Hey," he frowned. "That race wasn't too long
ago, and judging from his memories, he would have been, what?
Eighteen? That means…" Clark's eyes widened.
Batman didn't look at him as he said, "At least you finally
figured out the math."
Superman turned to him. "HE'S ONLY TWENTY-THREE?!"
Wonder girls eyes widened. "That is definitely within my age
range," she said.
"Not now!" Superman yelled at her. "And the league was formed
only a year later!" he yelled at Batman, who wasn't shocked by
any of this. He'd figured it out by the memory of Dick and
Wally's meeting at the park. "A TEENAGER WAS A FOUNDING MEMBER
OF THE LEAGUE?!" Superman continued to rant.
"Clark! Calm down!" commanded Black Canary. "It's not that big a
deal. He was a legal adult and much more experienced than we
ever gave him credit for. Besides, we have teenagers on the
league now."
Superman rubbed his face while many of the other heroes were
just in shock at realizing how young Wally was, physically at
least. There was still the matter of how old he was mentally.
The league continued to watch as Flash and Superman saved a ship
off the coast of Australia and watched the video threat of
Weather Wizard aka Mark Mardon. They ran towards the US, but
were both frozen in a block of ice. The two heroes were trapped
in there for a minute until Flash started vibrating himself to
melt through the ice. He looked at Superman still frozen.
"I wonder if I should thaw him out?" Flash mused, but a second
later, Superman started to use his heat vision to get himself
out. "Huh. Not bad, but this stuff isn't near as bad as Cold's
new ice gun." He leaned against an ice pillar and waited for
Superman to finish spinning like a drill. Flash snorted.
"Ballerina. He's even en pointe."
Superman rolled his eyes at Flash's commentary.
The rest of the memory passed without any surprises until
Superman went by himself to confront Weather Wizard after Flash
had gotten shocked by the force field surrounding Mardon's home.
Flash sat there looking at the hole in the ground Superman made.
"Nice going Craig," he said. "You wanted him to think you were
an idiot. Mission accomplished." Flash sighed. "On the upside:
getting hit by lightning? Not as painful as the first time
around."
Flash followed Superman and ran into the underground tunnel he
made into the house. The league watched as he interrupted Mardon
and knocked the weather wand out of his hand. It was relatively
easy for Superman and Flash after that. All they had to do was
get out of there before the place blew-up from the overload
Flash had accidentally caused the machine.
After they put Mardon away, Flash and Superman actually got
along and Superman complemented him and played his own high five
trick on him. The memory ended when they both decided to finish
their race.
The next memory that formed showed Donovin in his kitchen,
stirring a pot on the stove and talking with the phone on
speaker.
"So you still beat him. Right?" asked what sounded like Dick.
"Duh," Donovin said. "I didn't even have to try. Are they sure
he's faster than a speeding bullet?"
"Even if he's not as fast as you, he's still fast," replied
Dick. "Anyway, sounds like you didn't manage to piss him off."
"I was so close," said Donovin shaking his head and taking a
bite of the chili he was cooking. "I guess he remains a boy
scout. You're right though; he's not that bad. I'd say he needs
to loosen up a little, but considering his powers and the fact
everyone looks up to him, well, I guess I can understand."
"So are you now a Superman fan?" Dick laughed.
"Not as much as you are," snickered donovin . "What would Batman
say if he knew you were a Superman fan and owned Superman
boxers? The poor Bat would feel so betrayed," mocked Wally.
"Nah. I'll just think of Superman as a fellow hero. Someone's
got to stay a Batman fan after all, but like I said, Supey's not
that bad. He's got my respect."
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Re: ...
By: the streak Date: March 9, 2015, 10:01 pm
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Donovins's first memory of Superman was interesting, but what
really weighed on the leaguers' minds was when Donovin told Dick
and Jason why he acts the way he does. "People always
underestimate me."
It was true. Everyone did underestimate Flash, heroes and
villains alike. Looking back, all the "luck" that Flash had was
many times just him taking advantage of that fact.
A new memory formed on the monitors and everyone looked at it at
once. It couldn't have been too long after the charity race as
the bystanders Flash passed wore shorts and t-shirts, meaning it
was still spring or summer.
Flash was moving towards the industrial district until he
stopped near a row of warehouses.
Nightwing gasped. "I remember this! A bunch of kids were living
on the streets. Flash was trying to get them to go to the
orphanage or into foster care when they all started going
missing. He needed me to get ahold of some trackers to plant on
the other kids in case they were kidnapped as well."
"What happened then?" asked Superman, who had just entered the
room.
Nightwing grimaced. "Let's just say that there's a reason
Central City criminals are afraid of Flash. I mean, it takes a
lot to piss Donovin off, but if you push the right buttons, you
better be prepared to deal with the fallout because nothing is
more terrifying than DaddyFlash, not even Batman."
Shayera, John, and Clark all looked at each other. It was hard
for them to imagine Flash being scarier than Batman.
"He did once drop a guy off a roof," offered John.
On the screen, Flash entered one of the largest warehouses. He
avoided going into the main room, and instead crept along the
hall on the left side of the building. At each door, he paused
and listened. If there wasn't any noise, he opened it a crack
and peered inside. The first two were empty and the third had
several deep voices coming from it, so Flash passed it.
When Flash reached the fourth door, he heard muffled voices and
what sounded like crying. Flash opened the door a bit and took
in the sight in a couple of seconds. Along one wall, there were
giant metal cages each with one or two kids inside, all aging
from five to their late teens. In total, there were almost a
dozen kids there. On the opposite wall ran a long, built-in
table with various tools on top: needles, glass flasks, vials
full of amber colored liquid, pliers, etc. There were also some
dirty food trays piled in the corner of the table away from the
chemicals.
"Flash!" one of the older girls exclaimed in relief.
"Christie, shh," whispered Flash. "Don't worry. I'm going to get
you all out of here."
Another teenage boy spoke to Flash. "Flash, they have Danny
right now. They took him to the main room they use as a lab to
run tests on him," he said urgently in a low voice.
Flash frowned. "What kind of tests?"
The boy looked scared and just shook his head back and forth.
Flash sighed. "It's alright. I'll get you all out and then come
back for Danny. Are any of you seriously hurt?" he asked as he
grabbed the keys hanging up and started unlocking all the doors.
"Waverly and Anna won't wake up, and Brandon's ankle is really
swollen," said the boy, pointing out twin girls around nine or
ten and a younger looking boy with brown hair and tears in his
hazel eyes.
The others were fine and the youngest girl ran into Christie's
arms as soon as she was free.
"Thanks, Michael," said Flash. Michael nodded. "I'll carry the
girls if you can carry Brandon."
Michael nodded again.
"Alright," said Flash calmly. "Michael, Christie, and Ava, I
need you to help me keep everyone together. You do exactly as I
say."
Flash exited the room and waved the others ahead of him when
they reached the door where the hired help was. As they sped
through the hall, the younger ones had trouble keeping up, but
they all eventually made it out of the building without tipping
anyone off.
Flash handed the twins to two other young teens. "There's a
policeman stationed two blocks from here," he said pointing down
the right street. "Stay together, tell him what's happening, and
wait with him until back-up arrives. They'll insist on you going
to the hospital, and while I know you don't trust adults that
much, you all need medical attention, so I expect you to go with
them instead of running away. Do I make myself clear?" Flash
asked crossing his arms. The kids all nodded glumly. "I'll see
you all soon. Do what I told you while I go get Danny and stop
the bad guys."
Flash watched them scurry down the street before turning back to
enter the warehouse. This time he didn't hesitate to walk over
to the door leading to the main storage room, but before he got
there, a pain filled scream pierced the air. Flash's white eye
lenses went wide and he flung open the door and sped just inside
the room.
Four men in lab coats were standing around a cot with a
black-haired boy on it. There were collapsible tables erected
around the room with a wide assortment of lab equipment on it.
Larger pieces of tech were also there along with two other
"beds" that were empty and had metal arms surrounding them. As
it was, the boy, Danny, was currently screaming from an electric
shock that was generated from the cot he was strapped to.
"Increase the dose to 30 ml," said one of the scientists.
The only female reached for a needle filled with fluid, but
Flash ran and pushed her out of the way. He also punched the
others back before finding the switch and turning off the
machine. Danny stopped screaming and lied there unconscious.
Flash glared at the boy's body. "You're experimenting on kids?"
he growled.
There was a click and Flash whipped his body around, placing it
in front of Danny. One of the men was pointing a handgun at
Flash and the next second he fired.
Flash jolted back and then righted himself. He looked down where
a hole in his right side was oozing dark red blood on his
uniform. He looked back up at the scientists who all had shocked
looks on their faces, as though they couldn't believe they
managed to shoot The Flash.
Flash just bared his teeth and growled at them before rushing
over to the one with the gun and swiping his hand towards the
weapon. At first it seemed as though Flash took it away, but
really, he had vibrated his hand through it. The next second it
exploded in the scientist's hand and he gave a pained yell and
dropped to his knees holding his bloodied hand.
By that time, the doors were being knocked down by gunmen who
had heard the shot. Flash looked over at the unconscious boy and
back at the men.
"Hold that thought," he sneered. Flash quickly ran over to
Danny, picked him up and ran past everyone and outside where a
couple of police cars had just arrived. After depositing the boy
in the nearest officer's arms, he ran back inside without a
word.
Flash didn't pause when he entered the room and grabbed every
gun out of the men's hands until he had them all and then
stopped in the middle of the room. He vibrated his left hand
through his bundle for a couple seconds before he threw the guns
in the air where they all exploded. The men were looking at
Flash completely freaked out, and he was staring at all of them,
scientists included, with a glare that made Batman proud.
"Now," he ground out, cracking his knuckles, "where were we?"
"Go DaddyFlash," Jason whispered excitedly under his breathe. He
leaned closer to the monitor and beat his fists on the arms of
his chair with each syllable he chanted. "Go DaddyFlash! Go
DaddyFlash!"
What followed shocked the leaguers so much their jaws dropped.
Flash pulled a Batman and attacked every single one of the men
in that building. The lone woman got off with a simple knock to
the head as she was thrown into a wall, but Flash was viciously
grabbing the criminals and beating the snot out of them. When
some tried to run away, Flash caught them and dragged them back
to the middle of the room where he either landed a few punches
or kicks, threw them into others, or simply twisted their arm or
leg until it snapped. He did all this to twenty men while using
his superspeed.
"Yom shigureth," muttered Shayera.
In the church, her sentiments were shared.
"Hera," muttered Diana.
"I didn't think Flash had it in him," said Booster Gold, who was
turning pale.
"I think I just came up with a new rule," said Green Arrow. "Do
not make Wally that mad, EVER."
Finally every man was either unconscious or unable to run away.
Flash crossed his arms and scowled at every one of them. "I
don't like people who hurt kids, especially my kids."
One brave soul who had both arms broken and tears in his eyes
said, "But they weren't even your kids."
Flash leaned down and grabbed him by the front of his shirt.
"They're in Hub. That makes them my kids. Don't. Touch. Them."
The guy whimpered as Flash dropped him. He turned and walked
unhurriedly to the door, but turned back around before he left.
"Next time, remember what happened here tonight," Flash said as
he gave them the Flashglare.
"And that is why you do not piss of the Flash," said Dick. Roy
and Jason nodded their heads in agreement.
The monitor screens turned black for a second before a new
memory showed Flash standing in the hospital. Though his costume
was still stained with blood, his wound was already healing. He
was talking to a couple officers, doctors, and several
well-dressed men and women.
"And you're sure they'll be taken good care of?" Flash asked.
"Yes," assured one woman. "The paperwork has already been
started. Michael will go live with his uncle in California that
has, incidentally, been searching for him all this time. Danny
already has a family wanting to adopt him, as do the twins.
Janice, that ten year old," she pointed to a caramel-skinned
girl, "is willing to live with her grandmother, and Ava is
applying for legal emancipation. She already has a place to
stay, and with her grades before her parents' deaths, I have no
doubt she'll be able to catch up in school and graduate in a
couple years with a scholarship. Christie and her sister will be
going to stay with a good foster home and all the others will be
sent to the Central City Orphanage."
Flash nodded. "That's good to hear. Can I go see them?" he asked
one of the doctors.
"Of course," the doctor said. "They've been asking for you
actually."
Flash smiled and ran through a set of double doors into a long
room filled with medical cots that all had the curtains open.
"Flash!" exclaimed the twins.
"Hey kids! I hope you're all feeling okay," Flash said.
"We are now," said Christie.
A little blonde-haired girl had gotten up and latched onto
Flash's leg. "Will you still come and see us?"
Flash picked her up and settled her on his hip. "You know I
will. You're my kids," he said smiling, and every single one of
them beamed back.
...
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Re: ...
By: the streak Date: March 9, 2015, 10:08 pm
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The memories shift again and suddenly the flash is in bejjing
China As suddenly a nuke goes off. Everyone is stunned as
suddenly the world seemingly stops and he evacuated every person
out of 10.5 million people.
"Holy moley he wasint lying?!" Says Captain America"
"Sadly no. He never let me live it down." Says wolverine.
The scene twists and the flash is in murder world with wolverine
as they fine cole being hacked. Wolverine stabs him in the
shoulder causing him to fall and scream. "thank you wolverine!
How'd you know that that would snap me out if my trance?" "well
er.. I do research." "That's a lie he just wanted to stab
something." Wolverine responds with a claw through his middle
finger. "Ouch."
the scene shifts and they're back at the Xmansion. "nukes
stopped, people saved. All thanks to the flash!" "And others."
Says cole. "Sure asshole." As the flash walks our he sees one of
the xmens room and sees it covered with flash posters. He runs
in quick and adds "dear Kitty, anybody can he a hero..
love, the flash!"
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Re: ...
By: the streak Date: March 14, 2015, 7:02 pm
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Fragments of Donovin's memories played across the screens. There
were one or two of his college classes; a high grade on an exam
and a scene where donovin managed to shock his professor with a
question he couldn't answer. There were also a couple times when
donovin hung out with Dick, Roy, and the Titans at one point.
Tim was also in a few, and it looked like Flash had even
ventured into Gotham to keep an eye on him a few times, despite
the danger of being discovered by Batman. The other three
members of the Batclan weren't seen very much, though there was
a memory of Flash stepping in on a gang fight in China with
Black Bat and then grabbing some takeout with her.
The other adventures were fast-forwarded as well, though mostly
it was just Flash meeting the new heroes. He went on a mission
in Star City and formally met Green Arrow when Trickster decided
to have some fun with Arrow's own clown villain, the Gagster.
There was also his meeting of Etrigan the Demon with the league.
Then the league got a ten minute rundown of everything that
happened when Vandal Savage tried to take over the world by
winning World War II and altering the timeline, including the
alternate Batman. They also saw and heard a few seconds of what
looked like an escape.
Diana, J'onn, Shayera, and Donovin were in a heap on the floor.
"Whose hand is that?" Hawkgirl asked sternly.
"Sorry," Flash apologized, looking sheepish and raising his hand
from where it had fallen on her chest.
There was one particular part of that alternate world that
Donovin had taken note of. The alternate versions of Dick,
Barbara, Tim, and Cass were all there with the alternate Bruce.
"Interesting," Martian Manhunter said to no one in particular.
He had not known the back stories of everyone at the time, and
had therefore missed some of the more subtle parallels. "It
seems that no matter how different two worlds are, some things
are meant to be."
The fast-forwarded memory took the league through a quick
version of going back in time and fighting alongside the Allied
Powers. The memory only slowed down when Flash was helping
Shayera load some soldiers safely on a ship.
"Where's GL?" he asked her.
"His ring ran out. He's stranded back there," she answered while
focusing on taking care of the men.
Shock briefly showed on Flash's face. "And you just left him?"
Hawkgirl looked back at him. "I had no choice. These men needed
medical attention."
"Don't you even care what happens to him?" Flash asked angrily.
Shayera snapped at him. "Of course I do, but-"
"I'm going back," Flash interrupted her, and he ran off. "I am
not losing another family member. I am not!" Flash muttered
angrily as he started to search in buildings close to where John
last was. "GL!" Flash yelled, looking around.
The memory morphed into a scene of Flash running back to behind
allied lines where Superman and Hawkgirl were.
"I couldn't find GL anywhere. I still can't believe you left him
behind," Flash said to Hawkgirl.
She scowled at him. "Come with me," she demanded as she grabbed
his arm. She led Flash to the injured soldiers and made him
realize how much worse it could have been.
"We had to make a choice," Hawkgirl said.
"Some choice," Flash said dejectedly, but from then on, Flash
was focused entirely on the mission. He warned the United States
Navy about the airstrike, and Savage's forces were defeated.
Afterwards, he went to meet the other leaguers and found John
with them. They all returned to their entry point in the past,
where the time anomaly was still active and they went through
the vortex just in time to return to the present.
There were a few other missions that followed, along with Flash
in the medical bay.
"I'm fine now," Flash was saying to Hawkgirl. He smiled and
spread his – badly burned – arms to reveal his equally red and
shiny chest. It was odd to see him with only his Flash pants and
cowl on. "With my healing, the burns will be gone in a few
hours."
Hawkgirl rolled her eyes and turned to leave. "Tell me if you
need more pain killers."
"Fine, fine." Flash kept smiling until she left. As soon the
door slid shut, his smile dropped.
"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!" Flash said. "Ah. I HATE fire!
And burns always itch once they start to heal." He pouted.
Flash's first meeting with Amazo was shown, and the part where
Amazo flew off into space, but nothing in between.
When the images shifted again, Flash was in a city, only
everyone and everything was frozen.
"Hello?" Flash yelled, zooming around and trying to get
someone's attention. "Anybody?" He looked…scared.
"You went too fast," said a voice from behind him. Flash turned
around and saw a guy dressed in blue with a skeletal mask,
emerging from lightning. The members of the Justice League
recognized John Dee, known as Dr. Destiny. "And you're never
going to be able to slow down again," he finished ominously as
the ground beneath the villain turned gray and spread out to
leech the color from the world.
But Flash smiled. "Now I get it. It's a dream," he said in
relief. "Same one I've been having ever since I got my speed,"
he paused for a moment, "and here's where the Swedish bikini
team comes in to keep me company."
Flash frowned as nothing changed. "Anyway, all I got to do to
make this go away is…"
Flash closed his eyes, but then he frowned deeply and his eyes
opened again.
"Wake up?" Dr. Destiny smiled. "The Fastest Man Alive, always
leaving people like me in your dust. Well now you're stuck in
high gear, and you're going to be all alone. Forever."
A telephone ring sounded and Flash gave a forced grin. "That'll
be for me. It's the alarm next to my bed and as soon as I get
it, I'm outta here," Flash said easily. "See ya next time I have
too many jalapenos." Flash ran over to the public phone that was
ringing, but couldn't pull the phone out of its cradle. After
giving it a rough pull, the whole phone booth dissolved into
mist.
"That never happened before," Flash said glumly.
"That's because there's not going to be a wake-up call this
time," Destiny whispered from behind him. Then he disappeared in
a fiery light, leaving Flash all alone. He started running
around the city, his panic increasing with every step.
"I never got to the light barrier," Flash said. "Sound is easy,
and I remember once speeding up so it seemed like time stood
still, but I didn't actually reach that point. Ever since that
first time…" He stopped in the park and waved his hand in front
of a vendor's face. "I was always afraid of this."
He circled around. "I'm going to live out my whole life in the
time it'll take you to tie your shoes." He addressed the mass of
frozen people. "Come on, say something! SOMEBODY!"
And then Flash sat down and rested his arms on his knees.
"FLASH!"
Flash looked up to see Martian Manhunter, Superman, and Green
Lantern coming through a glowing doorway in the sky.
"Alright!" Flash exclaimed happily. "I knew you'd-" Flash gasped
as his eyes went wide.
The three founders froze and turned gray like everyone else, but
J'onn was able to give Flash one piece of advice.
"You need to look innsiiide yooourseeeeelf."
"And then?" Flash asked.
"Yoooouuuuu muuuuuuussst…"
Flash looked at J'onn and sighed. He sat back on the ground.
"I wish Uncle Barry was here," Flash muttered. "He'd know
exactly what to do."
Flash shook his head. "Okay, think. I'm supposed to look inside
myself, right? But for what? Well there's got to be something
rattling around in here."
Flash closed his eyes to concentrate.
Destiny popped up right behind him. "Do you have any idea how
stupid you look?" he taunted. "It won't work! No way! You're
never getting out of here."
Flash grit his teeth and kept his eyes closed.
Dr. Destiny's voice was just an echo when he shouted, "You're
stuck! Forever!"
All around Flash, color brought life back to a normal speed, and
Flash opened his eyes and smiled.
"I did it!" Flash said, almost shocked.
The other founders landed in front of him. "See what happens
when you use your head," John said.
Then the ground shook and a giant form of Dr. Destiny popped up
in front of them. The four heroes went into action to bring him
down, but Flash quickly said, "You know, I actually didn't use
my head. I used my heart. Literally." He chuckled.
The memory faded and a new collage of colors started shifting on
the screen.
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