AN: This is my first drabble and publication in FFnet and I don't really known what I'm doing. In other words I'm fooling around. T_T

English is not my first language please help me correct any mistakes.

I don't own DC, Younj Justice or any of its characters

He was walking through the streets of Central City appreciating the change of environment from time to time. He took a deep breath and kept walking. In his city he could never gaze at such peaceful and happy environment as in this city. Don't get him wrong, it is true that the city in which he lives is chaotic: always watching behind your back everywhere, the pollution and it´s noisy streets, with the most of its inhabitants willing to do anything for money, whether for good reasons or not. It was even worse than Gotham and that was saying something. Heck, he thought not even the goddamn Batman could handle that city! After all, it was the most dangerous city in the whole planet. Nonetheless, even if it seems a myth, the city could be peaceful in the most, almost nonexistence, incredible and extremely rare moments. Regardless of admitting all that negative stuff, he couldn't help but feeling attached. Because, as odd as it may seems (at least in his case), he felt identified. The city and its people were a big combination of grayscale shades, he included.

Musing in his thoughts he walked without worry, enjoying the nice weather, the sun in his skin and the gentle blow of the wind; he was happy with just that. The kind of life he has led, and still leading, so far made him a very simple and easygoing man. He walked for a while until the sound of alarms resonate through all the place, its origin seemed to be to blocks ahead of where he was. He ran to that place and found... Is that Lenny?

In the middle of the street were Captain Cold and Heat Wave bringing out chaos and shooting anyone who dare come near them. He approach them cautiously moving undetected in the midst of the confusion, he had to know if it really was Leonard who was shooting left and right the ice weapon and see if somehow he could try to stop him before someone got hurt. Before he could thought of a plan and take action, in his peripheral vision he got sight of a woman in the line of fire, his instincts took over and threw himself over the young woman getting between her and the heat beam. He was hoping to have avoided it and safe both of them, but he was not so lucky as expected. He howled in pain. Unbearable agony exploded in his shoulder and part of his arm, white hot pain made him unable of any kind of rational thinking, it was just him and the pain, but his will and stubbornness didn't allow him to fall unconscious. He´d had to ensure that that woman did not suffered any damage, that she was fine. This is fucking painful. When he was capable to formulate thoughts properly, he realized that the young lady was talking to him with concern and fear reflected in her eyes.

Neither realized that the scene that unfolded was seen by many, especially two villains who stopped their actions without lowering their guard. Captain Cold fixed his gaze on the man who laid curled on the ground and recognized him immediately after watching his face contorted in pain. What the hell is he doing here? Unwanted memories resurfaced in his mind, he quickly shook himself out of his thoughts. He needed to make a decision. Crossing glances with his partner, Captain Cold nodded and both flee the scene.

After the villains took off the help arrived immediately. Paramedics repeated over and over again to not close his eyes, that he needed to hang on. But they didn't understand, they couldn't feel his pain, he was in so much pain, he couldn't hold on any longer. He fall into the darkness.

AN: thanks for the observations :)

I have already corrected them