. . . I'M SORRY!! TTTT. . . I'm such a procrastinator. . . .and sorry its shorter than the others I just liked where it ended and I will put up Chapter 5 much sooner. . . I hope. . . Don't kill me. . . LOOK SEE I'MA WRITING! SEE! scrible scrible
Chapter 4
Wind rushed past the Green Lantern's ears making it hard to hear anything else. The feeling of flight was exhilarating, so much so that he was having difficulty keeping his mind on the task at hand. He was going to find out where Wally disappeared too. As much as he loved his comrade, Wally was just so irresponsible. Green Lantern had lived with Wally for two years already and he still acted like such a child. The Flash had to at least be in his mid twenties and, by now, he should learn to grow up and become a responsible adult.
The Green Lantern pressed his frustration away and pushed onward.
It wasn't long until he came across a fast enough moving blur to be the Flash. At first, Green Lantern thought the blur was a speeding vehicle but, upon closer inspection, discovered it was moving too fast. Green Lantern pushed himself to catch up with the streak of colors when it occurred to him that the streak wasn't of the normal red and yellow of Flash's suit.
Is he running like that without his suit on? Frustration and anger flared up in him again. What an idiot! He's gonna blow his secret identity! Oh, when I get my hands on that little punk! He could get the whole league in trouble with this stunt!
With anger boiling in his veins, Green lantern lowered himself next to the running figure.
"Flash!" He yelled into the blur's ear.
Startled, the figure tripped over his own feet and landed in a heap on the ground. Green Lantern doubled back to where the boy lay. He softly placed his feet on the earth and continued toward the figure on the ground. As he neared he became aware of the figures size. He seemed too short and petite to be Flash. And his hair seemed more brownish than the bright red Green Lanterns use to. But who else could it be, Flash was the only speedster on earth.
Groaning, the boy turned into a sitting position. He held his face in his hands for a minute and then looked up at Green Lantern. Both Green Lantern and the boy gasped in surprise to find who was staring at them. The speedster was definitely not Flash. He had auburn hair and he seemed to be a boy of about eleven or twelve years. His bright green eyes appeared to be popping out of their sockets at the sight of the super hero.
Flash had been following his son at a safe distance for the past hour. He couldn't believe his eyes when the boy picked up speed only a few yards after the track field. The boy had sped faster and faster until the flash had to use his inhuman ability to keep up. Barry hadn't been going any faster than a car could but way too fast for a normal human boy.
I-I can't believe it. That little speedster inherited my powers. Flash's grin spread across his face. He could almost see his son's life play out in front of his eyes. Flash would take the boy in; train him; teach him all he needed to know about being a super hero. They would fight side-by-side against any foe that dared to take them on. We'd totally smear the guys in a game of soccer! The Flash laughed at the thought.
To the left, something caught Flash's eye. He turned his head to find he was staring right at his buddy, Green Lantern. Flash's heart skipped a beat. He knew GL had come looking for him, probably to give him a piece of his mind or something. The Flash cringed at the thought of an hour-long and boring lecture from Green Lantern. He prepared himself for the oncoming yelling he would have to endure.
Then, surprisingly, GL flew right by him. Without even a glance. Had he not noticed him? GL may not have noticed him but he did notice the other speedster ahead of him.
Oh no.
Flash watched as GL yelled into the boy's ear surprising him and making him crumple to the ground. Panic raced through Flash's veins. What was going to happen when the league found a speedster on this earth that wasn't Flash? What was going to happen when his son finds out his the son of the infamous Flash? What was going to happen when GL looks at the boy and finds there is a bit of a resemblance?
Flash watched in horror as GL landed on the ground near the boy.
Will the league want to interrogate Barry? Will they want to do experiments to find out how he inherited the speedster gene? What will they make his son go through?
Barry looked up at Flash's friend and comrade with a startled expression; the same one that was plastered on GL's face as well.
Will they be mad at him for not telling them sooner that he had a son? Will Barry hate him for leaving him with the awful life he had? Will Barry be able to forgive him for what he's done? Will he, himself, be able to bare it if Barry can't?
Well, he could at least know they weren't going to be playing a game of friendly family soccer anytime soon…
Ya for cliff hangers!. . . is that a pitch fork? Geez get with the times, at least use a gun to kill me. I mean really! okay. . . you're walking away. . . NO NO WAIT!! I'M WRITING SEE!! scrible scrible