And here's the next chapter! I'm hoping it'll be the longest one yet. But it'll probably be super short.
P.S Sorry if Flash is OOC, but...well...too bad. I'm writing this real quickly on Saturday the 24th (Jan) because I wanna get this chapter up, and this story done.
Flash Is Out Of Character, ie, Chapter Something Or Other 6? 7?
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"So. You're leaving?" Flash asked. The Doctor nodded uncomfortably, and turned to the window, averting the speedster's eyes.
"It was an agreement between myself and Batman." He said quietly.
"What about Luther?"
"I'm sure the League can handle him." Flash stayed quiet for a moment, then leaned up against the back of the bed. They were in the Medbay, and though Flash was basically alright now, he still had to rest for a day or so before he could leave. The Doctor had been sitting on one of the plastic chairs, talking lightly of nothing in particular, but now, he stood by the window frame, staring without emotion out at the Earth. His voice was flat, and when Flash spoke, he turned, surprised,
"Are you sure about that?"
"What do you mean?"
"According to you and Bats, whatever we're going up against is, well- not good. And, also according to you and Mr. Dark and Scary, Luther is coming after me first. And, seeing as how I'm not quite up to speed- pun intended- won't it be easy to take me down?"
"You can't think like that."
"How should I think?" Flash demanded, seemingly annoyed, as his voice rose. "That everything will be fine although we're gonna lose because Bats has an ego that actually threatens mine? Listen. Regardless of the fact that everyone on this team thinks I'm an idiot, I'm not. I get what's going on- and I understand if things keep going like they are now, I'm going to die, and the League is going to lose. I don't even care if you would make a difference if you fought. At least you wouldn't be giving up." The Doctor walked to the doorway.
"Get some rest, Wally."
"Yea. Whatever." Flash turned over, and buried his face in his pillow. The Doctor, feeling guilty and weary, walked out, allowing the doors to close in a swish before he walked over to Rose, who sat in the room she'd been assigned.
"How did it go?" She asked quietly. The Doctor shrugged.
"Fine, I guess. Good as it could."
"Are we leaving as soon as Batman fixes it?" The Doctor nodded. She paused. "I was talking to Hawkgirl."
"And?" The Doctor asked, wondering what was wrong. Her voice betrayed the ease she tried to show. She shrugged uncomfortably.
"She and some of the others were in this other universe..."
"...and those she met weren't real?" Rose's eyes widened, surprised. Then she nodded, with a soft smile.
"You have too much time on your hands. Watching all these episodes." The Doctor smirked.
"Time is something I can spare."
"So...?"
"Yes. Hawkgirl, Flash, The Green Lantern, and J'onn J'onnz went to another universe...with comic book characters."
"But, why?"
"Flash..." The Doctor breathed the sentence away, remembering the episode with new clarity. "Excuse me."
Bruce turned at the noise behind him, and scowled when he saw it was the Doctor. How could this guy not see he wasn't wanted? First, he said that the entire Justice League universe didn't exist. Next, he insulted Batman by going to his home, and acting as though the fact that he knew his secret identity didn't matter. Then he got Flash into mortal danger. The man had no right to be coming in here, much less looking excited, as he did now.
"And what do you want?" Bruce growled. The Doctor slowed.
"I was thinking."
"What great progress." Batman retorted dryly. The Doctor rolled his eyes, but continued,
"The logic that works in this universe extends to the logic used in universes mentioned in this universe, before I had come, of course."
"Your point?"
"When your teammates went to the universe with the Justice Guild, the leader of the group told them how inter-dimensional travel works. Since I'm stuck in this universe, that same logic should apply in getting me out."
"What great deducting." Bruce muttered, returning to his work. That was obvious.
"But...." The man continued obnoxiously, hoping to regain his audience. Although Batman didn't turn, the annoying man seemed to have understood he was listening again, for he continued. "I'm going to a universe that is not dictated by the same laws that this one runs by. Besides this, I came here by accident because the TARDIS was malfunctioning. That is to say, the way my TARDIS works, and the way that you're 'fixing' it, are completely different."
"So, what are you saying? I'm doing it wrong? Do you have instructions with you?!" Batman seethed, dropping the tool he was holding, then standing from his crouched position in front of the main controls of the TARDIS.
"But..." The Doctor continued, an amused expression on his face. "...if you and I worked together, I could explain what things were, and how they work." Batman looked close to smirking.
"You expect me to work with you." The Doctor shrugged.
"You seem to want me to leave."
"And?"
"With my help, I could leave sooner."
"I can figure it out."
"I doubt it." Bruce glared, then shrugged.
"Fine. If you want to help, help. Just don't talk." The Doctor shrugged, a grin still on his face.
"Whatever you say."
Rose walked into Flash's room, surprised that the hero was still wearing his mask. Were secret identities that important? She had never heard of The Flash, however, and she wondered why. She sat in the chair beside his bed, watching him sleep. At least, she thought he had been sleeping.
"Why are you with him?"
"Pardon?" She asked, after an initial jump of shock. He rolled over to face her, and his mouth was a quiet frown.
"The Doctor."
"What about him?" She asked, slightly taken off by how serious his voice was.
"Why are you with him?"
"I'm afraid I don't understand,"
"You're not a Time Lord, or whatever, are you?"
"Well, no," She replied, abashed. "But, the Doctor can have a partner."
"Oh." He paused. "I don't get it." She smirked.
"The Doctor goes all around the universe, and time, and he saves people- helps people. Along the way, he sometimes finds someone. And he takes them with him, if they want to go."
"But why?" She bit her lip.
"He's lonely, sometimes, the Doctor." Flash nodded, then sat up. He eyed her darkly, then asked,
"What about the other Time Lords? What about them?"
"I don't know." Rose admitted, with a soft shrug. "There was a war, but he doesn't talk about it." Flash nodded, then looked out the window.
"Do you think he'll go?"
"What do you mean?"
"When the whatchamacallit is fixed?" She paused, then nodded.
"I think so. Our universe needs the Doctor, and the fact that we're here...it's not right."
"Why did you come? Why did the thingy bring you here?" Rose looked down.
"I don't know. Something wrong with the TARDIS. But, a little before we came here, the Doctor said that it couldn't just be the TARDIS."
"Isn't the Tardus super-powerful, or something?" Rose smiled.
"Sort of. It's the Doctor, mostly, I think, but, yes. I guess. But, I think he meant that something was causing the TARDIS to work like that. To keep malfunctioning."
"What do you mean?" Flash asked, straightening. "Like a trap?" Rose paused, having never even thought of that.
"Maybe. But, no... it was probably some strange this-or-that that I can't even hope to understand. Like some missing string in the fabric of time and space. You know. In simple terms." Flash laughed slightly.
"Yep. Anyway, I ought ta get rest. I'll see ya." Rose stood, then walked to the doorway, wondering why Flash had basically told her to go when they had just reached a topic that didn't seem quite so awkward. She sighed, then walked out.
"Rose!"
"Doctor?" The Doctor rushed over to her, a mad grin on his face.
"Batman and I have got it all working."
"Really?" She asked skeptically. He shrugged.
"Well, good enough to get back to our universe before it goes out again. But- at least then, it'll be our physics laws we'll have to fight, instead of some strange morphing of this universe plus our own."
"Well, that's always nice," Rose replied with a smirk. "So, when do we leave?"
"As soon as you're ready!" The Doctor replied, still grinning.
"Perfect! I'll go get my jacket from my room, and we'll be off." She ran to her room,
Superman watched the Phone Booth flicker, until, it was gone. He raised his fallen jaw, then looked over to the rest of the League. Hawkgirl looked decidedly annoyed, Batman relieved, J'onn was unreadable, and John was in Flash's room now.
"Well. Now that that's over, we can concentrate on Lu-" The alarm burst forth, ripping into his words. J'onn slipped through the floor, and, as the rest of the League ran down the hallways, appeared before them again.
"There is a large bank robbery in Central City." He said in his smooth monotone.
"That's Flash's territory. Any say on who it is?"
"No. All I could see was that there was a hostage situation."
"Do you think it's a trap for Flash?"
"Most likely." Batman muttered darkly. "We'd better get down there fast. Get John."
"Someone needs to stay with Flash," Superman argued. "Just in case. Might as well be John." Batman glared at him, before nodding slightly.
"J'onn. Can you inform him that we're leaving?" The green martian nodded, before his eyes glowed gold. "Good. Let's go."
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John, sitting in the same plastic chair that two others had sat in earlier, suddenly felt J'onn in his mind.
There is a robbery in Central.
Do you need me?
No. Batman simply wished that you could know. Be on the lookout. I will inform you when we have returned.
Okay then. Do you know who's robbing the bank?
No. We will tell you when we return. The presence left his mind, and he relaxed in the plastic chair, before resting an eye on the slumbering Flash. He wondered what would happen if Luther got ahold of him. According to Batman, who debriefed the League (in five minutes, before he rushed off to fix the Phantom Phone Booth, or whatever that thing was), Luther was planning on creating an army to destroy the League. Most likely, the Human bat had continued, made up of minions either he or his client had dug up. And this army, thanks to Flash, would have super-speed.
"Well, hotshot, you certainly know how to get us all into trouble." Flash's head turned, and the young hero smiled sleepily.
"Wow, thanks, GL," He replied sleepily. He sat up slightly. "How long have you been here?"
"Just a little while," John lied. "Go back to sleep, buddy. You need your beauty sleep." Flash smiled.
"Thanks, pal...g'night..."
"Night." John replied with a smile. Suddenly, his friend...changed. His mouth opened wide-
"John- Watch out!" He shouted weakly. Then everything went black for John Stewart.
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Well, I'm proud. That was actually pretty long! At least, it was longer than my other chapters.
And, don't worry, the Doctor will be back!
I haven't really edited this yet because I got internet and wanna enjoy it, but I'll edit it later. Maybe. I swear.
(reviews make me type faster...just so you know...) Im going to write until the word count is 2222, okay? Only 18 words to go, and I'll stop midsentence, most likely, so...yea....only a few more words now! 2 more! Right now! Right NOW!