The Search (Sequel to Lost) On Hold)

by impulseislife

The past few days in Bart's life had been hard. Bart went through a multitude of nightmares every night to the point where he refused to sleep. The rest of the team realized a significant change in his personality. Bart had face planted before but this time he fell down and didn't get back up. He needed to find himself. So he decided to search. **All Rights to DC*

1. Chapter 1: The Drawing

(Chapter one is written how Bart remembered the events. Every time a paragraph ends it is a new event except for the first two).

The golden eyed boy looked around the new house. Change was coming and he knew this but he didn't want change. He wanted to change the future he really did but he didn't want his life to change so drastically as it had in the past 5 months. He felt as if he was being attacked by someone, maybe even himself. He had no clue who it was but it seems as if he was placed in this world for a plan. For something other than living it was as if he wanted to die bur didn't knowhowandeverythingwasgoingsofastthathedidn'tknowhowtocontrolhislifean-

Barry looked up from the story he was speed reading. He looks at Bart, "is this how you feel?" Bart shakes his head, "naw gramps." Barry looks back at the paper, "then who's the kid with the golden eyes?" Bart shrugs and takes the paper back, "I just like golden eyeballs." He smiles as he tries to put his facade back on. Barry nods, "well it was a good story." Bart smiles even bigger as he runs up to his room.

Bart was still recovering from everything that had happened while he was in a coma plus the injures that happened before he was put into a coma. The only person bart could trust was Thad. However, Thad was grounded and he did not want to make Eobarf more angry to the point where he could possibly be sent off. That was the last thing that Bart wanted to happen.

A few days pass and Bart broke his hand while he was fighting. He had to go to the hospital since he fractured 4.5 out of the 5 bones in his hand. Since this happened they had to take away his superspeed until his hand healed properly. Bart had to sit and watch everyone train and fight through a computer screen that was in the hospital. When the doctors took off the cast the hand still wasn't completely better so Bart had to continue to watch the team. At this point he felt even more left out than before.

Bart and the team were on a mission. He was fighting as usual and then Blue went Berserk. He attacked Bart and Bart tried to fight back. This incident resulted in him breaking his hand once again. It wasn't as bad as before so Barry just put the old cast on it. Bart's hand healed once again.

"Grandpa Grandpa!" Bart called from down the hallway. "I wanted to show you my art project before I turn it in!" Bart ran down the hallway towards Barry. The boy shoved the piece of paper in the older man's face. "It's my mom. I've been working on it since i've been in the past. Imma gonna turn it in for the art show." The drawing had a red stain on it which was only noticeable from a close up point of view. Earlier on that day Bart had spilt fruit juice on it. However, the younger boy worked that into his coloring. Barry pulled the paper away from his face and smiled. "It looks thought out and that is good for a drawing." Bart smiles and hugs him. "Thank you grandpa," he said as he was putting the drawing back into his art folder. He picked up his bag and ran out the door to school.

During art class the teacher had all of the students show the work they are submitting into the art show. Many of the drawings were of flowers, trees, or celebrities. When it was Bart's turn he went up to the front of the class excitedly. He held up the picture of his mom and explained how he drew it. The class looked at it amazed while the teacher looked at in disapproval. "There is a stain on the drawing and there is no proof that you drew that. You have been proven of copying other people's drawings." Bart frowns, "I drew this myself and I drew all of the other drawings too. I spilt juice on the drawing." The teacher shook her head, "just another reason to get you kicked out of this class." All of the students sat quietly as the teacher took Bart's drawing and motioned bart to sit down. The teacher stared at the drawing for a long time then ripped it in half and threw it away. All of the students looked at the paper in shock and wonder why the teacher would actually do something like that. Bart stood up, put his bag on, got the torn piece of paper, and left the classroom.

He hated school.