DON'T OWN JL OR JLU.

Luthor glared at the Joker,

"You fool! Why did you bring him here!?"

Joker seemed confused by Luthor's attitude, "Weren't you the one saying how much you needed the boy?"

"Yes! But this is too soon…if Bruce was to connect…" Luthor paused, an insane smile playing on his lips, "…forget what I just said-"

"Done."

Luthor glared again, "…this might work out even better then I thought it would."

Wally blinked, trying to figure out what was going on.

"…so what should I do with the kid, Luthor?" The Joker asked, pulling the rope a bit.

Wally shook his head, as if finally making the connections for himself, "Wait…you're Luthor?!?" Without much warning he lunged forward, aiming to head butt the older man but finding himself being pulled back by Joker, "You bastard! I kill you for what you did!!" Wally snarled, struggling against his bonds. "Murderer!"

Luthor looked amused by the boy's actions, gazing at the fire dancing in his green eyes. The madman seemed to shrug, the movement only looking more regal in his green robe, the fire from the torches near by adding to the effect.

"And what exactly did I do, child?" He asked Wally, who had by now been forced to his knees. His tone was mocking and the raised eyebrow that went with it was just as condescending.

Wally once more attempted to lunge at the man but he was backhanded by the Joker, causing him to spit fresh blood on Luthor's green hall rug.

"You killed my family…" He told the man darkly. "You destroyed my village just so you could have power!"

Luthor nodded, "…hmm…that sounds about right." He walked back to his throne, "But what does it matter…they were only peasants."

"BASTARD!" Wally screamed in rage as he fought like a caged beast to be free.

"Take him to the dungeon, but keep him separate from our other guests."

"I swear Luthor! This isn't over!" Wally called out before being forced out of the room by two of the castle's guards. Once he was out of Luthor's sight, he seemed to calm down. He bit his lip in frustration that he was powerless to do anything with the murderer of his family was sitting right before him. And what was worse, he had disobeyed his friends only to find himself at the mercy of the man they had been trying to protect him from.

"…some great plan, Wally." He muttered to himself as he was led into the cold dungeon. "…I'm such an idiot."

The guard behind him grunted and shoved him roughly into a damp cell and before Wally could even think, his bonds were cut and the bar door was slammed shut and locked.

He sat for a moment in self pity before noticing the whispers around him. He looked up in fear only to find himself staring into the face of what he thought was a monster.

"So…you found two tracks?" Bruce asked Clark quietly as he glanced over a giant map that had been pinned to the wall.

"Yes. One of them was Wally's, we think…"

"You think?"

"Well, there's no real way to be sure but we found horse prints as well and the prints had the same mark indented in them as all of Gotham's horseshoes have."

"So, we can assume that Wally went to go find Luthor. He was ambushed by someone…"

"…who had big feet." John chimed in.

Bruce's eyes seemed to roll as they settled on John. "…who had big feet and was most likely working for Luthor." He sighed, "So, now our biggest problem is the fact that Luthor has all the pieces he needs."

John sighed, "We need to get Wally back before we do anything else."

Bruce nodded, "Exactly what I was thinking. But if we go it can only be the few of us."

"Us? You're planning on going?" Shayera asked him, looking surprised.

Bruce smiled and went over to the wall on his left and pulled down on a small lever on the side of a grand painting. The painting swung inwards, leading to a spiral staircase. "Of course I am."

"AHAHAHAH!!!"

Kilawog winced as Wally's scream nearly broke his eardrum. "Whoa! Take it easy kid!" He frowned, the motion even odder with the scars on his face, "I know I'm not Prince Charming but I'm not that bad."

"…sorry…I'm just jumpy…"

Another laugh came out of the darkness from the same cell as Kilawog. Another young man, close to Wally's age was sitting on a pile of straw.

"Aw, c'mon Kilawog, that mug of yours would scare even the Dark Knight!"

Wally smiled a bit to himself as he watched the two across the hall bicker for a moment. Kyle was waving his hand for a dramatic effect when Wally noticed his ring.
"Hey…that ring…it's just like John's. You guys are Lanterns too?"

Kyle stopped and looked back at Wally, disbelief all over his face.
"John…as in John Stewart?" How do you know him?"

"I've been traveling with them for the last week or so…"

Kilawog and Kyle both scrambled to the bars. "You were with Stewart!?"

"We'll be outta here in no time then!"

"He must be outside planning something…"

It was very hard for Wally to say the next part. "Well…I don't know about that…"

Both Lanterns gave him a steely gaze. "Why?"

The red head went into an explanation of how he met John and Shay and the last few major events that had occurred, finishing with the story of his running away from Gotham.

Kyle sunk back into the straw, "I knew it was too good to be true…"

Wally suddenly felt his presence was no longer wanted. "…sorry…" He told them before heading over to a corner farther away from the cell door. He laid down in the soft straw that had been put there who knows how long ago and curled himself into a ball, feeling foolish and feeling as if everything was over.

SO….WOW, YEAH…BEEN AWHILE HUH GUYS? WELL I WILL SAY THIS, I DO PLAN ON FINISHING ALL THE CURRENT STORIES THOUGH I CAN'T REALLY GIVE A DEADLINE ON WHEN THAT'LL HAPPEN.

YEP. GO LIFE! WOO!