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A/N- Okay, my first JL/LoS xover! woohoo! wish me luck! Reviews will really help! Pairings include (so far) BatmanFlash, SupermanLightningLad...and maybe more to come! Give me ideas for pairings and I'll see what i can do????
Wally had gone out on patrol in hopes that it would clear his mind. You know, beat a bad guy here, talk to James about his meds there, get back in the rhythm. Anything to put him out of his mind. It didn't appear to be working.
It wasn't uncommon for them to fight, but it was never large fights like this, where it got to the point where they both brought up things from each other's pasts, using them to hurt one another.
He knew it was probably due to the stress on the league that seemed to be getting worse; it just hurt when a lover brought up things that were better left forgotten. But he'd done the same thing.
At some point he'd head back to Wayne Manor and apologise to the bat, cause he was always the first one to cave, mostly because Batman made it close to impossible for Bruce to show emotion. But not right now. Right now he was letting off some steam with the baddies of his city.
Or he was until the sky darkened and a giant, purple whirling circle appeared in the park.
"Everyone stay back!" He'd cleared out the civilians, approaching it carefully and debating on whether he should call the league when figures began to appear from it. Fifty robots, guns blazing.
After the initial shock, he'd sped forwards, taking out most of them without too much effort, which was why it had come as such as shock when the rest when down in a surge of lightning from within the circle.
"What the?" He dodged a stray bolt, landing on his knees and receiving a slight shock as another robot landed next to him. "Hey guys I could use some help down here!" He called through his earpiece, eyes widening as another figure emerged from the circle.
"Most defiantly not a robot." He muttered, getting up and speeding closer, the static electricity coming from the figure making his ear piece crackle and die, cutting off whatever response the other leaguers may have given.
"Hey, who're you?" He darted around the masked person, worried about civilians as more and more electricity seemed to escape from the person. They stumbled forwards, collapsing to their knees, as slowly the circle seemed to shrink, leaving a large scorch mark in the grass.
"Hey, you okay?" Wally asked, concerned with the fallen figure now that the circle had nearly disappeared and the lightning was subsiding. He reached out, placing a hand on their shoulder, yelping at the light static charge. "Ow, you know, you remind me of a friend of mine."
A shudder wracked the strong frame and for a moment Wally thought that they were crying, but it slowly became apparent that the man was chuckling.
"So you live." Flash joked, as the man slid backwards to sit on the ground, holding his head in his hands.
"Yeah, but trust me kid, I'm nothing like whoever you know." Wally bristled indignantly at this, before choosing to ignore the comment.
"Do you travel through big purple circles often?" He asked, tapping lightly on his earpiece to get it working again. It crackled softly, blips of words coming through.
"Only when the fate of the world depends on it." The man joked back, adjusting the black mask that covered his face. A silver lightning bolt ran across the mask, and down across the black material covering his chest. "I need you to get Superman down here."
"Supes? Um, okay, why?" Flash asked, now fully able to hear Batmans worried voice through the earpiece.
"Just do it." The man snapped, previous humour disappearing.
"Sure, sure." Wally muttered. "Hey, I need Superman down here. There's someone that says he knows him."
"He's on his way. Why didn't you respond before?" Batmans irritated voice replied.
"Too much static electricity. Sorry." He said shortly, turning off the earpiece. Twin beams of light lit up the area, momentarily before disappearing to reveal Superman and Hawk. "Hey Supes. This guy says he knows you."
Superman took a step forwards, staring curiously at the man sitting on the ground. "Have we met before." The masked man glanced up, before standing and dusting himself off.
"Aww, you don't remember me? I'm hurt." The caped hero's eyes narrowed slightly, as though he recognised the voice but couldn't place it. The man reached up, pulling off the black mask to reveal a grinning red head with a lightning bolt shaped scar over one eye.
"Lightning Lad?" Superman gaped, eyes wide. "But…what? How?"
"Close. I cut it down to Lightning a couple of years ago, decided the lad part didn't fit anymore." The red head's grin slipped a little as the caped hero continued to stare at him. "Not exactly the warm welcome I was hoping for…" He turned to Wally, holding out his hand. "Names Garth Ranz. Or Lightning. Whatever. Is he always like this?" Garth pointed at Superman. "Cause when I dropped him back in the present, he was fine."
"No, I'm just like this when I don't see someone for twenty years and then all of a sudden they show up in the past!" Apparently Clark had regained his voice.
"You're from the future?" Hawk cut in. Garth nodded, smirking. "Cool! Did you know Booster Gold?" At Garth's blank look, he trailed off, going silent.
"What are you doing here Garth?" Superman asked again, not smiling.
"Could we talk somewhere else? Like the…what do you call it? The watch tower?"
"No, we can talk here." Wally though he saw something akin to hurt flash through the red head's eyes, quickly covered up.
"Fine. I came back to warn you about the future."
"The future?" Wally repeated. "As in, next couple of weeks, months, years?"
"No, as in the time that I come from." Garth's face-hardened, voice harsh. "Someone screwed up this time, and changed the future. Saturn Girl and Timber Wolf are dead and Brainy took over the world." A cold smile made its way onto his face. "So, you ready to talk yet?"
Batman had taken the seat furthest away from him as they sat around the table, putting Wonder Woman and J'onn between them. Lightning sat between him and Green Lantern with Hawk Girl and Superman on the other side. Apparently he wasn't the only one being avoided; Clark was doing his best to avoid Garth without being obvious.
"So you're saying that in the next few weeks, someone will change the path that time was supposed to take." Green Lantern began.
"And that it will change the future for the worse. How're we supposed to know when that will happen?" Hawk Girl asked, pointing out the obvious.
"That is why I have this." Garth held up a small cube like device. "It'll let me know when it's happening."
"Do we know anything else?" Clark joined in the conversation; going into man of steel mode, face blank of any emotion. Wally would've given anything to know what had gone on between the two men in the past and why Superman was acting like a wounded bear.
"I have a disc that Bouncing Boy uploaded for me before I made my escape. It may be slightly damaged from the travel, but it should provide some clues." Garth set the disc on the table.
"So, what, we're going in blind?" Wally asked, picking up the disc, slightly surprised that it appeared to be technology from their time.
"Well, not completely. We can piece some stuff together with this." Batman frowned, as the disc was passed to him, but remained silent.
"That is not much to go on." J'onn spoke up, saying what was on everyone's minds.
"Hey," Garth held up his hands. "All I do know is that it has something to do with you guys."
"Us?" Wally repeated. "What's so special about us?" Garth shrugged, standing, apparently deciding that the meeting was over.
"Don't ask me. I guess I'll be here for awhile. Someone want to show me a room?"
"I'm sure Supes can." Wally volunteered for him, taking off into the hall before Clark could yell at him. The two needed some time to talk, or at least that was the feeling he got.
"Flash." He stopped, debating on speeding away; he didn't want to talk to him at the moment. "We need to talk." Batman approached him, but he wasn't in the mood. It may have been childish, but he had his reasons.
"Sorry, got stuff to do." He took off running, not giving Bruce a chance to reply. Maybe later.
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