HELLO! I've been watching Smallville and after watching one of the episodes in season three where Superman gets memories from the 60s I thought of this. Hope you enjoy!
A little WARNING: this story will have music mentioned as well as other things. I've had to change the character's names in order for the story to be a bit more realistic so these are their new names. I'll try to let you guys know who's who through out the story though. The music will be from the whole decade not just form 1962. really hope you guys enjoy! don't forget to review if you want more!
CONNER: Curtis
DICK: Richard
KALDUR: Kevn
WALLY: William
MEGAN: Mary
ARTEMIS:Annabeth
ZATANNA: Ann
BRUCE: Bruce
CLARK: Charles
BARRY: Brian
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"Why are we here?" Conner asks in annoyance after Wally enters the room at last.
"I...need some practice." Zatanna mumbles shyly.
"And we're your test rats?" Artemis asks with a raised eyebrow.
"It's not that bad. just a simple spell that'll turn back time. just for fifty seconds."
"Fifty seconds? why fifty?" Wally asks around a mouthful of chips.
"Well...that's all i can do at the moment. but I've only transfered myself. I'd like to see if I can take more that one person." she mumbles and rubs her arm.
"I say we give her a chance." Robin states with a smile.
"It sounds like fun!" Megan chimes and giggles softly.
"Whatever." Conner mutters emotionlessly.
"Okay...um...stand together and stay still." Zatana commands and smiles gratefully.
everyone does as they're told and watches the girl expectantly.
" Fifty seconds. can't wait." Wally chuckles and sighs.
Zatanna closes her eyes and stretches her arms slightly before taking a deep breath.
" Nrut kcab emit, wolla su ot levart, tsiwst eht emit." she chants under her breath.
They all see a small flash before wind hits strongly.
Dick opens his eyes and watches in shock as his friends slowly seem to drift away from him. he knows he should scream to warn them but...he can't seem to find his voice.
He looks around himself and tries to scream when he realizes he's drifting off himself. his eyes closing slowly...he feels and hears himself let out a single scream before darkness consumes him.
DICK'S POV
i open my eyes to find myself laying in an unfamiliar room. The red curtains block any lihgt from streaming into the room and the bed I'm laying in is lumpy and hard.
"Hello?" I call out, wincing at the sound of my own voice.
no answer.
I sigh and slowly get up, gasping when the room spins and I collapse back onto the bed.
"Richard?" I turn in shock and smile widely when I recognize the man at the door.
"Bruce!" I say happily.
"Hurry up Son, You'll be late for school." he says softly and smiles slightly before shutting the door.
"What?" I ask the closed door.
"You have twenty minutes!" he calls.
I stare at the door for a good Five before snapping out of my state and rushing over to the closet in the corner.
After yanking open the door open I stare in utter horror at the clothes. My Jackets and T-shirts were gone. In their place there were Flannel button ups, white T-shirts, and old washed out jeans.
"Richard hurry up!" Bruce's voice calls out.
I yank a T-shirt and Red shirt of their hanger and slips them on. Afterwards shoving myself into a pair of jeans. after searching the room I find a pair of boots under the bed. I put them on and wobble for a second, not used to the stiff soles.
"What are you waiting for?" I turn and find Bruce starring at me with a raised eyebrow.
"What do you mean?" I ask in confusion and turn towards the mirror that's positioned by the window.
"Come here." Bruce mutters with an eye roll before walking over. he grabs something off my dresser and stands behind me. I watch as he runs his hands through my hair, the black locks glossy after his touch. after oiling, he runs a comb through my head, positioning the strands so that they're parted perfectly. I don;t protest and sigh when he's done.
"Thanks." I mutter.
"Don;t mutter son, you know how I feel about that." he chastises with a smile.
"S-sorry." i say, not used to seeing Bruce so happy in the morning.
"Come on, let's get you to school." he hands me a pile of books and I willingly follow him down.
After walking down the steps, he leads me through the front door to the front yard. I have to do a double take in order to actually take in the house. Rather than Wayne manor, we're standing in front of a rather small two story house. behind us there's a large barn and to our right a big empty field. horses and cows graze in the field to our left.
I choose not to say anything about it and turn back to Bruce. He's getting into a truck. a 1952 chevy to be more precise.
"You act like you've never seen her!" Bruce teases as he starts her up.
"I haven't." i whisper and get in.
On the way to where ever he's taking me, Bruce talks about random things that I know nothing of. after what seems like hours, he finally pulls up in front of a big brick building.
"I'll see you after." Bruce sighs and smiles.
i look up at the building and read the sign 'Smallville High School' was sprawled out on the wooden sign.
"Smallville?" I mutter as I get out of the truck. Bruce drives away quickly and I clumsily make my way over to the steps.
"Richard!" I turn slightly and look around. A sudden weight on my back knocks me down, making me throw my books everywhere.
I groan and sit up slightly when he weight is gone. After looking up, I find Wally laughing hysterically.
