Author's Note: Something new this time…a JLU fic. I love the show, and rediscovered it online. I wanted to do this piece after watching the episode "Divided we Fall."
Warnings: This piece contains spoilers for the Episode "Divided We Fall"
Disclaimer: I do not own any thing related to the Justice League. That's DC Comics thing.
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Superman Point of View
The first thing I perceived when I woke from consciousness was the sound—Braniac screaming? As the dust cleared I realized that it was Brainiac, and Luthor, screaming. I stared, Flash was destroying Brainiac? Out of the corner of my eye I saw the others get up, and Batman moved forward. Then there was a loud explosion and a bright white light, lots of smoke. And there lay a now naked Luthor, free from Brainiac. But that wasn't what caught my attention. It was Flash. There was white lightning surrounding him, and rocks traveling upward. He turned. "I feel kinda funny—"Was what he said, and he stumbled for a moment, before fading away. Try as I might to reach him, I couldn't get there in time. I heard Wonder Woman yell, and saw Luthor's astonished gaze. The other heroes were stunned, I gave a quick glance, Batman, for once, looked stunned, and John terrified. Then my attention was caught by Luthor, and his cackle.
"Well…looks like I did kill him after all..." Was all he said before he caught the look I was giving him. "I think I was mistaken before, this is the part where you kill me." He said, and then I had his neck between my hands. I felt my eyes begin to heat, and I desperately wanted to kill him, but something stayed my hand. I didn't want to be the man who killed Luthor. I heard someone begin to run toward me, but something stopped them.
"I'm not the man who killed president Luthor, "I stated, bringing the man down to my gaze. "Right now I wish to heaven that I were, but I'm not." I was going to say more, but J'onn caught my attention.
"Superman, everyone, "Flash is still alive! I'm in telepathic contact with him. His spirit is weak, and growing weaker, but he is still alive!" He was motioning around, and Shayera began to move. There was another flash of light, which threatened to engulf her.
"Flash!" She yelled.
"Shayera?" We all heard. My heart leapt into my mouth. "It's so beautiful here. There's a force…a speed force. And it's calling me home. I have to go now…" Wally's voice began to fade, and Shayera's face grew more frightened.
"No Wally! Grab my hand!" She yelled, voice shrill. And he did, she began to slide into the swirling light, but John grabbed her hand.
"I'm here too Wally!" John yelled. J'onn ran forward, and then me. I forgot about Luthor.
"We're all here!" I yelled. Wonder Woman grabbed my hand, and Batman grabbed hers. We weren't going to let go. Our capes fluttered in the strong wind generated by the portal, and we struggled and pulled with all our might.
"You've got to come back to us!" John yelled, and we doubled our efforts. Within a moment a red form began to come out of the portal, and then, before I could blink, was on the floor in Shayera's arms…Wally, the Flash, was safe.
"I can never go that fast again…if I do, I'm never coming back…" He said weakly. John and Shayera just smiled in relief. And in that moment I knew, that Wally was more than a goofball, he was a common thread in the team…the thread of our conscious, and the thread that prevented the Justice Lords. I made a pact with myself, which was to never lose hope in the biggest goofball our team had.
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There was Superman's point of view. I'm not particularly pleased with it, it will undergo revision. But it's enough to jumpstart for the rest of the story. Review please.
Luna.
