Hey guys. Thanks for all of the reviews. I woke up this morning and my inbox had like 50 emails. 32 reviews in the last 24 hours is impressive. I was wondering if any of you caught my lion king reference in the last chapter.
Me: If I owned young justice would I be writing fan fiction
Question: Well…
Me: No Q, just no. Don't even start with your conspiracy theories. For the last time DISNEY IS NOT GOING TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD, CAREBEARS ARE NOT EVIL AND NEITHER ARE THE TOPS OF SHOELACES!
Question: But the true purpose of aglets is truly sinister…
Me: No they are not.
(Question stalks off mumbling about breakfast cereals and mind control)
Me: *sigh* Sorry about that, I bet you just want to read the story now. I don't own YJ. Ok so now I have disclaimed my ownership you can read my story.
(Hockeygirl stalks off in search of Question hoping he didn't already cut off the aglets off her new hockey laces)
Zatanna sat impatiently in the interrogation room, she had finally got the gag off, but found the room magically sealed. She was twirling her top hat around with her wand and wondering about the repercussions of time travel and whether or not the time stream would be screwed up. She jumped a little as Canary came barreling into the room. Dinah calmly sat down across from her and looked her straight in the eye.
"Ok lets cut to the chase, who are you and why are you here?" she demanded sternly.
The future magician was debating what information she could tell Dinah.
"I can't tell you, I don't want to screw up the time stream."
BC was starting to get irritated, for some reason the woman in front of her seemed so familiar, but she couldn't get a straight answer out of her.
"Then who are you?" she asked again trying to get some information.
"Can't tell you that either." The magician replied.
Then something clicked and Canary made the connection, there was something really familiar about this woman.
"Zatanna?" she almost whispered.
The future magician had no clue what to say. She was too busy thinking if the time stream would be screwed up or not. She eventually came to the conclusion that it wouldn't because it already happened in her time (A/N Don't think about time travel all it will do is give you a migraine) so it was safe enough to give some information.
"Ok, ya got me. Yeah I'm Zatanna 20 years from now." She admitted shyly.
"You're from the future?" Canary asked brimming with curiosity.
"Yup. Nightwing, Flash, Artemis and I were pulled into some vortex in an ally. I can't remember anything after that except appearing here and you guys attacking us."
"Who's Nightwing?" Dinah wondered.
"Oh, He's the first robin." Zee answered
"The first Robin? How many Robins are there?" Dinah was shocked that there was more than one robin.
Zatanna mumbled for a few moments and counted the number on her fingers. "I think we're on Robin number four."
After BC got over the shock she got back on topic. "So what were you guys doing before you were sucked into the vortex?"
The magician took a moment to remember what happened and proceeded to tell Canary what happened.
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Nightwing had to bite back a smirk as Batman stalked into the room, sat down and gave him the bat glare. Being the only other person immune to said glare, Dick reciprocated with his own bat glare. The room temperature seemed to drop to below freezing.
Five minutes later…
Both were still silently glaring at each other unmoving.
"Ya know I can do this all day." The future protector of Budhaven smirked.
"So can I. Would you like to tell me what you're doing here Richard?" Batman said calmly.
Nightwing's eyes widened under his domino mask, "Wha-how?" He asked wondering how his ex-mentor found out who he was.
Batman brushed this off and got to the point." What are you doing here?" he asked again.
"Honestly I don't know."
"…"
"…."
"So what do you call yourself now because you're obviously not Robin anymore." The dark knight wondered.
"Nightwing." Dick said proudly.
GA angrily walked into the interrogation room. Metaphorical steam was coming out of his ears. Even though he was furious he felt a strange sense of familiarity as he came face to face with the mysterious blonde.
Artemis had already picked her way out of her cuffs and calmed down by the time GA burst into the room. She smiled devishly and behind her domino mask her steel blue eyes glinted with mischief as he stood in front of the table, this was going to be interesting.
"Ok Blondie. Who are you and what are you doing here!" he demanded furiously. Artemis leaned back in her chair and smirked she was going to get all proverbial again but that would be redundant. Anyways she was still going to have a blast tormenting her ex-mentor, and who said that being pulled into a vortex and find yourself in the past didn't have it's perks.
"Wouldn't you like to know." She snarked and pretended to examine her nails.
Ollie took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down and asked, " Fine, since you won't tell me who you are would you like to tell me why you are wearing my costume and have my logo on your chest?"
'Oh screw the consequences' She thought. She was going to have so much fun tormenting Ollie and no longer able to keep her mouth shut.
"Well the last time I checked you don't own the color green…" she stated pulling off her gloves and started playing with the big sparkly wedding band in her finger, her ever-present smirk grew wider as she saw him start to turn red. "…And as for your oh-so-precious logo, where I come from it's mine."
The emerald archer was growing angrier by the moment and not getting at all what the blonde in green was implying.
"Then where are you from?" He asked completely missing the point.
The future archer face palmed and sighed. "Ughh! You're as slow as my husband."
"…?" Ollie's face was scrunched up as he was in deep thought.
"Geez, I know you're not the great detective batsy is, but c'mon it's not that hard to figure out I'm from the future." She sighed.
"Ok, then who are you? And I resent that." He asked completely obvious.
The future archer let out another exasperated sigh and face palmed again she was starting to loose her patience.
"Ollie if you seriously can't figure out who I am I think you should get your head checked out." She said with a slight edge of irritation in her voice and pulled off her mask.
"Hey I resent that too-Wait how'd you know my name, oh it's you Artemis." He replied slightly sheepishly as he finally recognized the archer.
"Took you long enough." She chuckled
"So when in the future are you from?" He asked wondering how old his protégé was.
"What year is it?" she asked curious to see how far back she time traveled.
"2012"
It took her a moment to do the math, "20 years from now I think."
Ollie nodded as he learned this information and then he remembered the wedding ring on her finger. God he hoped she didn't marry that speedster, he was perfectly happy to see that present Artemis had a decent level of detestation for Wally. God he really hoped she didn't marry that damn speedster even though it would be completely ironic.
"So you're married?" He asked with slight hidden dread. The smirk on her face was so wide that Cheshire was the only other person that could smile wider.
"Yup, and I have kids too." She added.
GA was in disbelief, his partner had grown up so fast, earlier that day she was superglueing that damn speedster to the floor and now she was all grown up married and with kids too, gosh he was too young to be a grandpa.
"Wait a second who's your husband, you said something about him being slow. Please don't tell me that you married that damn-I mean Wally."
She almost choked on her own laughter when she told him she did; the look on his face was priceless.
Barry was piping mad as he made his way to the interrogation room; he really wanted to know just whom this Flash imposter was and what he was doing here.
Wally was sitting rather impatiently in the 'interview' room holding a bloody tissue up to his bleeding nose muttering curses at his past self under his breath. He didn't even jump when his uncle unexpectedly barreled into the room; being married to an ex-almost assassin he was used to it.
He tried to give predecessor the death glare but just couldn't do it so instead he settled with a toned down dark stare.
"Nice hospitality you have here." He said sarcastically.
Barry ignored the comment and cut to the chase. "Who are you and why are you here?"
Wally leaned back in his chair discarding the bloody tissues that he no longer needed in a nearby wastebasket and crossed his arms against his broad chest.
"Gee can't I be entitled to a secret identity. And about how I got here, I'm still trying to figure that out, but I think that it was you and mini you who dragged me in here."
The current scarlet speedster ignored the smartass comments and asked again, "Who are you?"
Wally sighed and rolled his eyes under his cowl. "If you must know, I'm the Flash."
Barry's brow furrowed in anger, "No you're not the Flash, I'm the Flash."
The future scarlet speedster smirked and his obnoxious attitude took over.
"No you're not."
"Yes I am."
"No you're not."
"Yes I am."
"No you're not."
"Yes I am."
Thus the argument began…
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15 minutes later…
The present and future heroes stood in front of the interrogation room watching the Flashes argue. They were all either shocked, staring at their future selves in awe, watching in amusement or cursing a certain speedster.
Batman finally had it and pressed the microphone, "Allen. West. If you two are done with your immature arguing make yourselves useful and help us figure out how to fix this mess."
Both speedsters fell silent and Barry turned to his nephew in shock.
"Wally, that's you." He asked stunned.
"Yep, Uncle B." he answered.
"You're the Flash, but that would mean you're from the…"
"Future." Wally finished.
"Wow, you grew up." Barry added amazed how grown up his nephew looked.
An annoyed voice spoke over the microphone, "Baywatch. Now!"
Both Flashes stood up and Wally quickly raced out of the room mumbling something about the unfair balance of power in today's marriages and his uncle gave him a confused look but followed after him. They both ran to the mission room to help figure out how to fix the problem.
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Me: QUESTION! (Runs in holding skates with the laces tips cut off)
Question: Yes?
Me: (Holds up evidence) WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT TOUCHING MY SKATES!
Question: But aglets are pure evil.
Me: NO THEY ARE NOT!
Question: yes they are.
Me: (gives bat glare)
Question: (Walks away mumbling about the potato chip conspiracy)
Me: Sorry about that I hoped you liked chapter 2, chapter three should be up in the next few days. Please review or else, meaning REVIEW OR I WILL UNLEASH THE WRATH OF BATMAN! (Storms off to go find Question)
Question (in hiding): I do suggest you review, hockeygirl stayed up to 2 in the morning to post this and she is a little bit grumpy and has to wake up at 6 tomorrow for training so maybe a few reviews will put her in a better mood and make her less likely to want to put me in the loony bin.
Me: Tootles! Hockeygirl over and out!