"M'gann!" he heard someone, Robin, call out. Kaldur's ears were still ringing from the sound of the explosion. There were flames all around them and M'gann was lying on the ground, unmoving. Apart from M'gann, Kaldur could not see his teammates. The building was coming down around them; they had to move. The smoke seemed to be getting thicker by the second.
"Retreat! We need to get Miss Martian out of here! She is unconscious!" his voice sounded strange. Maybe the smoke and heat was getting to his head, or perhaps it was simply affecting his throat as it threatened to suffocate him. He heard movement, most likely from the others, but still only saw M'gann. Kaldur pulled himself to his feet and was glad to find he was at least faring better than the last time they had been caught in a fire. He ran for M'gann, faster than he thought possible in these conditions. There was no time to check her breathing; he had to get them both out. Now.
She felt heavier in his arms as he raced towards the nearest exit of the warehouse. The door frame was collapsing along with the rest of the building and the door fell away easily when he rammed into it with his shoulder. Exhausted, he carried M'gann away from the inferno and set her by the edge of the dock, as far away from the fire as possible.
"Kid Flash!" The voice was distant, but he heard footsteps approaching. It appeared he and M'gann were not the only ones that had gotten separated. The voice was louder, "KF!" It was Superboy's voice. Was something wrong? Did Kid Flash get injured? He turned away from M'gann, whom he was glad to see was breathing steadily now, and saw Superboy coming towards him.
"It is alright, Superboy, she is unharmed." His voice still sounded wrong to him, and apparently it sounded strange to Conner, as well. The Kryptonian stopped at stared at him. "Is everything alright?"
The stare turned to one of confusion. "Kaldur?" he asked.
He stood up suddenly.
"What is it? Is someone hurt?"
A thousand possibilities came to mind. Someone was still trapped inside, Kid Flash was, as he feared, injured or worse, or maybe Klarion had kidnapped one of them in the confusion after they had interrupted his spell. "No," Conner said slowly, "No one's hurt. But I think we should both look in a mirror."
He furrowed his brow in confusion. He was his hair or face singed? He didn't feel anything. The sun was coming up over the horizon and Miss Martian was beginning to stir. They both turned their attention to her as she opened her eyes.
"Are you feeling okay?" Conner asked. She groaned and shook her head briefly, her eyes adjusting to the dim morning light. She looked up at them and smiled vaguely. "KF?"
"What?" Kaldur reached his hand out to her and saw that he was wearing bright red gloves. "What is…" he trailed off and decided to take Conner's advice. He looked over into the water. It was dark, but he could see enough of his reflection to make out a blob of bright yellow and a shock of red hair. He froze.
M'gann sat up. "Ugh, why do I feel so sick? And why does my voice sound so high? SB, why are you looking at me like that?"
"Because he's not Kid Flash, he's Aqualad." he said. "And I am not Superboy, I'm Rocket."
"Ha, yeah. Right. And I'm Zatana?" Then she noticed Kaldur, looking at her, his serious expression foreign on Wally's face. Quickly, she looked down at herself, eyes widening at her green arms.
"I am SO not feeling the aster."
A/N: Because this started out as a prompt from a friend, the chapters will be short, so bear with me. Reviews are appreciated and thanks for reading!
