YO! READ THIS! Alright, I know this is impossible and will never happen! I just wanted an excuse to write this! So keep your traps shut and go with it! And yes, I know almost everyone is OOC! I DON'T CARE!
Disclaimer: Pasts aren't mine, characters aren't mine, show isn't mine, but this story idea IS mine so if it sucks ass, shove it up yo' ass.
Wally and Robin sat on the couch, having a gladiator battle to the death for control of the remote. Artemis sat in the arm chair opposite of them, her arms folded over her chest, watching the TV channel frantically switch from Dirty Jobs to Zombieland in light amusement. Kaldur sat on the armchair across from Artemis, supervising the showdown to make sure neither the Kid Flash or the Boy Wonder was killed. Megan was in the kitchen, flipping through her cookbook slowly. Conner sat on the chair behind the island, watching her carefully.
"Give it, you stupid prick!" Wally growled, pinning the ebony's hands above his head, trying to pry the controller from the pale hands.
Robin scrunched up his nose in discomfort, trying to play off his blush by kneeing Wally hard in his sensitives.
"I'm not taking any crap from a ginger," he tossed back, grinning madly at the pained face Wally made, giving him time to hit recall just in time to see a badass decapitation.
Wally still kept him pinned though, clearly pissed about the unfair nut shot. He brought his ankles back, pinning the ebony's legs down, stretching up and pinning the jacketed forearms down with one arm while he grabbed the controller with his other hand, flipping the channel back with a grin. Robin let out a growl from the back of his throat, just barely managing to break the hold Wally had on his arm and pushed the freckle face off of him. Wally let out a cry of surprise, falling back. The ebony took that opportunity to turn the tables and pin Wally down, his sunglasses on the edge of his nose, his blue eyes gleaming with mischievousness.
Wally's eyes widened in surprise, a pink blush flooding to his face. He almost forgot he was fighting Robin. When the Boy Wonder pinned his wrists to his side, he was reminded though and he wasn't all too happy about it. Actually, he didn't mind the positioning all too much, but he knew that Robin could probably hear his heartbeat from that position and that idea didn't exactly thrill him.
"Get off me!" Wally demanded, narrowing his eyes, desperately praying that Robin wouldn't notice the blush.
"We're watching Zombieland!" Robin insisted, hitting the recall button on the remote in Wally's hands.
He flipped his bangs back from his eyes, desperately needing to push his shades up. He figured that everyone had already seen his eyes that there was no need to hide them at the moment. Wally angrily struggled, thrashing about madly.
"Damn you! Damn you straight to Hell! And you die!" Wally cried in a Mr. Garrison impression, kicking his feet in a tantrum of a sort.
"Age before beauty," Robin tossed back, tightening his grasp into a death grip.
A light growl sounded, but it wasn't Wally's. Everyone froze as the growl grew louder. All eyes flew to the kitchen where the noise came from, except for Wally who was pinned to the sofa. He took advantage of the surprise and pushed Robin off of him, but he didn't go for the controller. Megan was on the floor of the kitchen on her knees, clutching her head madly. Conner was at her side, a hand on her shoulder, worry in his eyes. He turned to the team, looking helpless.
"Don't just sit there! Do something!" he cried.
Artemis and Kaldur exchanged glances, as did Robin and Wally, before the four of them dashed into the kitchen. The growl grew louder, as did Megan's pain. She whimpered, shaking lightly. Robin set a hand to his com. link.
"Batman, help! Something's wrong with Megan!" he relayed.
He paused and laughed lightly at the reply.
"That's mean!" when he noticed the glares he was getting, he grew serious, "I mean it though! She's… I think she's sick! She's… er…"
He stopped and nodded curtly, as if Batman could see him.
"O-Okay, I'll tell them."
He turned to them, kneeling lightly so he would be at Megan's eye level.
"Batman's getting your uncle. Just hold on for another minute," Robin sounded just as traught as ever.
Megan tried to nod, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. Robin looked up at Wally, getting to his feet.
"What happened?" Wally asked Conner, looking at the Martian carefully.
Conner ran a hand over his hair, his attention solely set on the amber eyes girl.
"She just… dropped," he tried to explain, his eyes wide, torn between panic and helplessness.
Megan's right hand moved lightly from digging into her skull to the top of Conner's hand, screwing her eyes up tighter. She looked like she wanted to say something, but the growl turned to a menacing roar as a scream escaped her lips. As her scream grew stronger, tears escaped her eyes out of pure anguish. Everyone's eyes tripled in size and they all began to panic. The panic only intensified as they all grew incased in a sparking white light. Within seconds, the team was screaming just as hard, clutching their heads as they dropped to their knees. The growling now began to vibrate the floorboards. When it reached its peak, it just stopped.
When it did, all eyes rolled up and five out of the six members of the young Justice League crumbled into simple unconsciousness. Only Megan stayed kneeling, radiating with sparking white light. She picked the wrong time to stay conscious as the door burst open and Batman and Martian Manhunter walked in. Batman let out a cry of surprise when he saw his baby bird unconscious on the floor and dashed to his baby ebony, setting two fingers to the boy's wrist, waiting for his pulse. Once he felt one, he looked up at Megan, murder written on what was visible of his face.
"What'd you do to him- er, them?" he growled, fire burning in his eyes.
Megan let out another pained cry and the same sparking light engulfed Batman. He didn't necessarily scream, but he let out a strangled cry, his hands flying to his head before he collapsed, landing beside his sidekick as the world went black. Then, unable to handle the pain, Megan's eyes rolled up into her skull and she collapsed, landing with her head on Conner's chest. Martian Manhunter blinked cautiously, looking out over the sea of unconscious heroes before sighing in exhaustion. He looked left to right, to make sure no other conscious being was in the room, then carefully sneaking away from the scene.
… Well… Coming up, maybe chapter three, you'll see the point of why I wrote this… I hope this made a little sense… I might upload chapter two tonight… what time is it? 11 o'clock… yeah, I've got time… Review if you would. I'm in a bad mood and reviews are unicorn farts and whatnot…
-Frank, but not Jo or 3 because they're on break… Lazy bastards…