YIN AND YANG

A/N: This is an AU story. Any & all reviews are welcome, so if you've got any writing tips you want to share, I'd appreciate it very much!

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DISCLAIMER: I own nothing about DC Comics, or it's characters.


Logically, Wally was the of the duo to reach the control room due to his superspeed, even though he stopped in the large cafeteria on the way to get three iced mochas – one for himself, one for J'onn, and the last one for Kara. He knew she'd take it grudgingly, even after he persuaded her with his roguish Flash grin, which, now that he thought about it, he should patent it.

*After all, if Bats has the "Bat-Glare", and if Shayera has her Thanagarian Berserker Mode AKA "Angry Alien PMS" I don't see the problem with it. Should I go by Kara's room to give her iced mocha to her? On second thought, I don't want a repeat of what happened earlier.*

Flash decided not to, instead opting to meet up with the stoic, lanky green Martian before Kara could glance at his beetroot red face, as he reminisced on something that happened barely ten or so minutes ago. He still gets shocked at how time crawls along for him. It isn't his fault time dilation is a bitch. Those last ten minutes (give or take a few), most of which, admittedly, Wally spent in the shower, felt as if he was in eternal bliss whilst he was cleaning himself, thoroughly.


Before he even reached the large, comfortable leather chair with the adjustable height and angle levers (there was a reason this was J'onn's favourite) a deep, booming voice travelled throughout his mind, *Wally, I've set up a mind link between all three of us – myself, you and Kara*.

Coinciding with her name being said throughout all three of their minds, Kara appeared in the control room, with a slight, almost unnoticeable frown on her gorgeous, tanned face. Wally thought that a frown such as that was an eyesore, marring her otherwise perfect face. If there is some higher being, Wally figured, then it must have had it out for him today, as both of his team mates heard exactly what he was just thinking, so he hastily removed those kind of thoughts and fantasies out of his head.


Being a conduit of The Speed Force had many uses, such as the effect of time dilation; consequently, that was the only reason he managed to catch a flicker of a blush on her cheeks. Handing over the iced mochas to their intended recipients, everyone was now ready for the mission briefing to begin. Wally stepped forward to ask, "So, J'onn, what's the mission?"

Tersely, he responded with, "I'm glad you asked Flash". Then he proceeded to telepathically type up the name of one of the many monitoring satellites used by the Justice League, and maximised the live feed and a past image on the screen; all of this, at a speed even Wally was surprised at. The satellites were all equipped with latest in detection technology, allowing the League to take both images and videos as well as show a live feed in a dazzling display of effects: you could marvel in wonder in all the colours of the electromagnetic spectrum, from radio to gamma rays, or you could just gaze in awe at the planet as storms rose and fell like gladiators, whilst heroes toiled as if completing one of the Labours of Hercules, surpassing even them in grandness when entire legions of heroes worked to stop a volcanic eruption. All in glorious 2560 by 2048 pixel density – resulting in a truly breathtaking view.


It was funded by Wayne & Queen Industries primarily, as well as many smaller companies which provided ancillary, hard-to-produce supplies. The project was greatly benefited when all member states from the UN (United Nations) provided mandatory donations, expediting the building & launching of all 585 satellites, however, plans have been made to increase this by 115 so it equals 700.

The image on the screen showed, rather surprisingly, The Daily Planet HQ as a source of a large energy spike, releasing an unknown radiation in an infinitesimally small amount of time. Even if it was just considered a glitch in the system – very unlikely, due to the safeguards in the satellites – this warranted enough of J'onn's (& probably Batman's) attention in order to authorise this mission. Wasting not time, J'onn started the briefing.


"As both of you can see, this energy spike released an type of radiation we haven't seen before. You two have been selected because of both your competence working individually, but also because of the good team work you've accomplished together, contrary –"

Simultaneously, both Wally and Kara interrupted J'onn indignantly, "Hey! We don't –"

J'onn carried on as if he hadn't been interrupted at all, "– what you have led the majority of people on this station believe. Both of you will be going in undercover, as aspiring reporters. Enter The Daily Planet, and make your way to the lower level – the so-called "Daily Planet Bullpen"– and meet up with Lois Lane".

Wally butted in at almost the same time with, "Lois Lane? That sexy reporter from Metropolis?"

Receiving one annoyed glare from Kara, and one (probably) indifferent one from J'onn, Wally grinned sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck, "I guess I'll just shut up now".

"Moving on: she already knows who Superman is as she deduced his identity, and is a trusted ally of Superman". J'onn continued, glancing back and forth between the two young heroes.

"You shall use scanners masquerading as professional quality cameras –"

Wally, however, phased him out, as J'onn was talking waaaay too slowly for Wally's liking.

*All he does is wear some glasses, a suit and change his hair and suddenly he's a desk jockey version of Mysterion* Wally wondered how people in Metropolis were so gullible, believing in such a blatant lie – the persona of Clark Kent – oblivious to the fact that they were still mind-linked.

This time receiving two annoyed glares, he opened his mouth to respond, closing it when Kara's gaze hardened into a piercing stare, as if daring him to try and say something witty or be a smart-ass again. He became utterly silent, after all, in the paraphrased words of William Congreve, "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned".

"Before I was interrupted, I explained that the cameras you will be provided with aren't really cameras, but are miniaturised versions of the scanners used in our satellite network. To protect both of your identities, you've been provided with forged documents made from a secret acquaintance of Batman".

*Probably Oracle or Nightwing. Nah, it must've been Oracle* Wally reflected.

At the same time as Wally, Kara though it was: *Most likely: Oracle*

Both turned, one eyebrow on each face planted much higher than normal, as both deadpanned, "We'll talk about this later" and "We'll talk about this on the Javelin".

"Your civilian disguises are in the locker rooms. Locker numbers #68 for Kara, and #69 for Wally".

Wally sniggered, forcing Kara to face palm, disappointed, and turn around, heading to their next objective.

"Ugh. Men".

J'onn just shook his head, still possessing an amazing poker face, but amused nonetheless at his young friend's antics. He disconnected himself form the mind-link.

*After all this is done, maybe I'll ask Wally to play Brawlin' Bots.*

Grinning conspiratorially, he guessed – no, knew – that the green one was going to be his this time around.


A/N: Well, there's the 2nd chapter! I'll give my readers a clue as to who or what it's going to be that Wally and Kara find down there: it has phenomenal power, but chooses not to use it all, to torment and trick.

Kyer: I know that Wally's a bit of a neat freak (kind of ironic, if you think about it when he eats) but everyone can have a lazy day, right?

Sorry if I was a bit slow in updating this, but I've got tests soon, and I've been revising and going to extra classes to offset the fact that they're aren't a long way away.

Do svidaniya tovarishchi!

(Goodbye comrades!)

P.S. Blame Google Translate if I'm wrong.

~Superhero Flying Llama Barista~

P.P.S. I should really get a shorter username, just for convenience.