Flash's Bad Day Chapter 1: Turn for the wrost, a justice league fanfic

He was fed up with it all. Today was not Flash's day. Flash woke up with a major headache and his stomach didn't feel good. He also woke up two hours later, at 10 'o clock. The meeting had already started. He was supposed to go to the Watch Tower to attend the meeting about Lex Luthor. But, Captin Boomerang tried to "Boomerang" Centerl City Mall. Why? Flash didn't know but what he did know was that his plan was really dumb. "Boomering" a mall? Yeah, dumb. Mirror Master had planned to bomb the bank. At least his plan made more sense he thought. But of coruse he had to get a big bloody cut on his arm. Next, The Trickster...Oh did it matter. He was already late and then Captin Cold, Of COURSE! Great...This is not my day Flash thought. He didn't want to go to this meeting but he knew being late was better then not showing up.

His headache was only wrose and he felt like throwing up. He was supposed to go on a date with Linda later that evening but they way he felt, he knew that wasn't going to happen.

Flash glared across the table at the other members. Of course, he kept his grin in check. He had too. Flash wasn't allowed to get mad. Flash was stupid. Flash was worthless. Flash had no reason of being here. He was just the mascot. He wasn't allowed to be ticked. Flash was just as happy as ever. No one noticed the big cut on his arm. Of course, no one cared.

"Got that?" The other members nodded, but Flash didn't, just to see if they would notice. They didn't. Not that he expected them to. Nobody cared. His grin grew. I'm not sad. I'm happy. Flash is never sad. Batman was talking about something Wally could easily understand. But they didn't expect him to. He was stupid. A least no one asked him what happened this morning or why he was late. His anger was building. It's okay, your happy.

"Anyone got ideas?" He had lotsof them. He used to share them, and they would look surprised, eye wide and mouth hanging, but then and then they would breeze through the meeting, pretending the idea was never brought up. Then he gave up, because if they didn't take him seriously, why the hell should he take them seriously? Sure, they were better at some stuff. But they never cared enough to even notice that he cared. He was boiling. Don't get mad, you can't get mad, your stupid, remember? Never even noticed that they didn't listen. 'We listen' John had said, the one time Flash had brought it up accidentally. 'We just don't have time for jokes all the time.' Oh yea, they listen. Obviously, John was his best friend. He knew he was nothing but a good-for-nothing joke.

"Alright, end of the meeting." Superman anounced. "Oh Flash, why were you late this morning?"

Flash remained slient with his grin. He had to keep his grin on even when he was this angry. Has he even got this angry?...no but he was furious. No... he was past furious their was no other words to describe it. He was shaking with pure red anger.

"Flash, where, were, you, this, moring?" He said them slowly like talking to a child- he was mocking him.

Flash's eye widened. He had enough. He slammed his fist on the table making the sound echo through out the whole Watch Tower as everyone got slient.

"Where was I?" Flash asked. Everyone could sense his anger. It was tenseing the room every secong that went on.

"Where was I?" Flash questioned.

"Flash what wrong with you?," Superman asked. "Why are you mad? You have no reason to be mad." He spoke calmly but it didn't work

"'Why are you mad?"

That was the straw that broke the camel's back. Flash was out of it.

"WHERE was I! Hey, Superman, WHERE, WERE, I! Why the HELL am I MAD? YOU want to KNOW why I am MAD, HUH!"

Everyone remained slient.

"Superman, you have A LOT to learn about me. Oh yeah, that'S THE FLASH, you know... the STUPID one, the IMMATURE one, the DUMB one, THE ONE WHO SHOVES FOOD UP HIS FACE, hey, I know! "Let's get Flash two straws so he can suck it up his nose, Oh WAIT! He so STUPID HE WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO KNOW HOW TO DO That!" Flash HAS NO whole LEAGUE IGNORES him becuase HES STUPID. THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW HE'S THEIR! HES LIKE THE INVISABLE MAN! AND YOU KNOW WHAT SUPERMAN? YOU THINK YOU GOT LIFE HARD. AT LEAST YOU NOT STUPID LIKE ME.NOOOOOOOOOOO... No ONE WANT to be STUPID LIKE FLASH. STUPID AND WORTHLESS. IS THAT WHAT YOU THINK OF ME? BECAUSE THAT HOW I FEEL EVERY FUCKING DAY OF MY LIFE!"

"flash..." Superman whispered as he reached his hand for Flash's shoulder.

"NOOO!" Flash sqatted his hand away."WHAT WILL it TAKE for you guys to NOTICE ME? I DIDN'T EVERYTHING RIGHT. SO...I MAKE A JOKE ONCE AND AWHILE. SO!?" Tears ran down his face. "I JUST TRY TO HIDE THE PAIN. THAT ALL I DO...hide the pain BUT! THAT'S IT! I WILL MAKE YOU GUYS NOTICE ME!" and with that he ran out.

Where Flash was going he had no idea. He just ran. It was his time to think. Thunder crackled in the distance and the dark clouds floating in the gray skys started crying with him. With one gasp for breath he feel onto his knees and his head whipped up looking into the sky as he screamed. Both of his hands grabbed his head as his whole body shoke. Then he had an idea. If they didn't like him as the good guy...why not become the bad guy? Flash grinned and started laughing as mad as the Joker...