Chapter 10 (A Child on the Team)

A/N Ok so no new heroes yet but this chapter will cover the growing relationship between Wally whose last name we shall learn and the rest of the team. There might be a battle scene, there might not. It all depends on how long the chapter is, which I hope to be long. Now I will also cover more on Shadow and President Thorul. Interesting things will happen between those two. So read and enjoy. Oh and Vanessa write a damn review. (For anybody who is wondering who Vanessa is, she's my friend. And the only one of my friends who I told to read this story.)

Wally woke up in a daze. It took him a while to concentrate, but when his vision finally cleared up, he couldn't help but be surprised. Everything was a blur. He couldn't remember what had happened to him, let alone know where he was now. Well where it was, it had class. He was lying down on what he could only call the softest bed in the world. And to him, it was also the biggest. Looking at the sheets, he noticed his bare legs. He wasn't wearing his normal clothes. Instead, he was in pajama shorts and a plain white t-shirt. That made him wonder, who the hell dressed him. Taking a closer look, he checked his underwear. It was changed too. He almost fainted. He hoped that whoever changed him had the decency to look away. And that the certain person was male. He couldn't bear the thought of a woman seeing his package. He had just hit puberty and was not yet ready to be judged by a person of the opposite sex.

Taking another look around, Wally noticed that there were bags in one corner of the room. Quietly, he got out of bed and walked over to them. He peeked inside and saw that they were filled with clothes. Out of curiosity, he tried some on. It fit him perfectly, but out of fear, he placed it all back in the bags they came from. He didn't know where he was and really didn't want to get into any trouble. He had never been caught before but somehow someone managed to catch him. It was too scary for his young imaginative mind. He decided that it was best if he left while the chance was still present. Without using his speed, he crept up to the door. Just as he was about to turn the doorknob, the door flew open.

Wally let out a squeak and jumped back onto the bed. He hid under all the covers and leaving just a small opening for his eyes to look out. Coming towards him were four people who seemed vaguely familiar. Two teenage boys, a teenage girl, and a young man stood in front of him.

"Aw, he's scared," Diana said softly.

"Well given what he's been through it's to be expected," Tim cleared. He walked closer to the bundle of covers and extended his hand. Wally couldn't help but bury himself deeper into the bed. "Come on out," Tim said, "We're not going to hurt you."

Wally gulped and then quickly jumped out of the bed. He ran as quick as he could with an empty stomach towards the door. Just when he thought he saw freedom, a foot tripped him and an arm caught him. The person responsible kept a tight grip on him that retained him from moving. He looked up into the eyes of his captor. They were a deep sea blue and overall scary. This guy looked like he wanted to kill him. His face seemed stoic but at the same time hiding something.

"Let go! Let go!" Wally yelled trying to struggle.

"No," Bruce said plainly.

"Wally calm down," Tim said approaching him. Using his name seemed to shut him up for a minute.

Before Tim could add to his statement, Wally blurted out, "How do you know my name? And who changed me?"

Tim couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at the last part. "I did don't worry I didn't look. And that's what we're trying to explain."

At that next moment, Iris walked in. "Who's hungry?" she asked. All eyes turned to her. "Oh you're up. Iris West," she said holding her hand up to Wally. He didn't grab it. "Well are you hungry Wally?" she asked.

He didn't know what to say so he just nodded his head vigorously. Deciding it was better if he ate before escaping, he followed them downstairs. He noticed that the same guy who had grabbed him was keeping a close eye on him. It made him feel very self-conscious given that he was still only in the pajamas. "Why are you looking at me?" he asked. Bruce didn't answer but just turned his gaze away from him.

They walked into the dining room at which Wally couldn't help but fall head over heels. The whole table was filled with some of the most delicious and best smelling foods he had ever come into contact with. He couldn't lose control though, so he took a seat next to the elderly woman who had offered him food. For a second, he caught himself staring at her. Now that he remembered, he recalled what had happened to him. The other four had caught him in his shack but not this woman. Yet, somehow he felt like he had already seen her before. She looked a lot like him, he thought. They had the same red hair, emerald green eyes, fair complexion, and freckles. In fact, if he didn't know any better, he'd say they were related.

"Go ahead," she gestured, "eat." She paused. "I know you're a big eater and this was all made specifically because of you." That was all the permission Wally needed. He immediately started gorging himself. Well to him it wasn't overeating since he did have the fastest metabolism in the world and required a lot of food. He noticed everyone was looking at him and that he was the only one eating. He stopped his chewing and said, "Aren't you guys going to eat?"

"We already ate," Clark said. "It's pretty late." Wally glanced up at the clock hanging at a near wall and saw that it was already one in the afternoon. He wondered just how long he was really out. He wasn't good at math and frankly didn't know what time it was when they took him. "Oh," he said.

"Where are your guys' manners," Iris punished. "Have you even introduced yourselves?" It wasn't a question, she knew they hadn't. Before she could continue, Diana broke in.

"Hi," she said, "I'm Diana; this is Clark, Bruce, and Tim." She smiled ever so kindly that it seemed to take away from the tension in the room.

"I'm Wally," Wally said in a voice that matched WALL-E from the kid's film.

"We know," Diana chuckled. "Now you probably have a lot of ques-"

"You're pretty," Wally burst out. He was staring at Diana and she almost blushed, almost but not quite.

"Thank you," Diana said, suddenly brushing her hair with her hands. "You're very handsome yourself."

"Really?" Wally asked excitedly.

"Of course," Iris spoke.

Bruce mentally rolled his eyes. He couldn't stand when people became so gooey around him. Clark just smiled and Tim let out a small chuckle.

"Alright," Bruce ended all the fun, "Wally we have some questions for you."

"Shouldn't I be asking the questions?" Wally asked tilting his head like a confused puppy.

"No," Bruce blatantly answered.

"But why?" Wally pouted.

"Because I said so," Bruce was so quick to justify himself in a way that really didn't do justice. He gave Wally a scowl that made him shut up and close himself a little. Tim looked at Bruce's menacing ways and gave him a thump to the back of the head.

"Can't you see you're scaring him," Tim said in a tone of voice that matched Batman's. Wally laughed a little at Bruce's punishment and then quickly calmed down.

Bruce couldn't and wouldn't stand being handled. Not even if it was from Tim, the man he most related to. He stood up and walked away, all eyes following him to the staircase. From there, they could no longer see him. Diana one minute was sitting in her chair across from Wally and the next she found herself up and following Bruce's trail.

Iris watched Diana leave before turning her attention to her reincarnated nephew who still had no idea of the bond they had. That she would have to tell him, but first they needed to know about his life so far and what he could do with his powers. Obviously, he was quite the trouble maker, just like his old self. "So Wally," Iris cleared her throat, "as Bruce had said we have some questions for you and to make this easier after we question you, you get to question us. Agreed?" She said with a dazzling smile. Wally just eagerly nodded his head. He didn't really want to be interrogated but if it meant getting to know their secrets too then he had no problem so long as they played it fair. Any sign of trouble and he would just high tail it out of there.

Cadmus Now Known as Area 51—Same Time—Author's Note on bottom explains the change of name

Shadow never thought she would return to this place but then again it really wasn't the same place she'd been locked up in. They had relocated some time ago and changed the name. She of course knew why. Cadmus was a name relevant to the past and further important to the Justice League. So it was only natural that they used this place in the comic books and changed its name in the real world. The things the government did to keep their secrets. Really, Shadow found it funny that the people let it get this far. She was aware of everything that had happened. Naturally, she had been taught all of this by the woman who took care of her. The same woman whose name she still did not know.

Back to the subject, though, Shadow found it bizarre maybe even stupid of the people to just pretend nothing had ever happened. The newer generations were not aware that what lied in front of them as comic books were really the world's true history. And even now, the people could still not see the truth lied before their very eyes. Only the oldest of the generations knew the truth but they did a very good job at hiding it. And one day very soon, they would all be gone. Age takes its toll on everybody, well everybody except Shadow. She discovered a while ago that she stopped aging. Even though she isn't old at the present, she knew that she wouldn't get any older at least physically. She wasn't completely sure about the inside. She guessed only time would tell.

When all the old generation are gone, she thought, Thorul would finally have all his problems solved. No more worrying about some random person spilling the beans on everything. She wondered if she could use that to her advantage. Threaten him with speaking the truth to get whatever she wanted. He probably wouldn't budge and would instead try to kill her. He might succeed but Shadow wasn't the easiest to kill. In her domain, she was the predator and everyone else the prey. That still remained unchanged and she sought to keep it that way. Only recently, however, did Shadow figure something out about Thorul. He too wasn't aging. She hadn't necessarily confirmed this but she had already known him for some time. And every time she looked at him, he didn't seem to age a day. He still looked the same age he did when he got elected president a year back.

The other president had just finished his two terms and then mysteriously died. She wondered if Thorul had anything to do with this. But when she thought clearer, she knew that he didn't have anything against this other man. If anything they were the same. They both basically had the same ideas and way of living. Besides that, the president had finished his terms and had no way of coming back into office so there was no point for her assuming that Thorul had ordered him to be killed. He probably would have called her anyways so there was no connection or was there? Now that she remembered, the president before that one had disappeared shortly after finishing his terms and so did the one before him and before him. Putting the pieces together, she came to the conclusion that all the presidents in the last forty years had either died or disappeared after finishing their terms. She wondered if the same thing would happen to Thorul. Hopefully, she thought, he's a real pain in the ass. The world could go on without him and probably be even better.

Shadow turned a corner and walked down an empty hallway. The walls were made out of glass and inside were held the five prisoners. They weren't being tortured, not even a little and had no marks of any previous harm. In fact, they were abnormally still. She paused and took a closer look. With her face almost pressing up against the glass, she gasped. Their faces were timorous. They had the worst look imaginable. Their mouths were open as if they were screaming, but no noise emerged. Although, this might not be true since the rooms were sound proof and Shadow was standing outside. Down their cheeks were dried tear paths. It looked like as if they were still trying to cry but couldn't produce anymore tears. And their eyes, God their eyes, were bloodshot and their pupils more dilated than she thought possible. Their expressions looked like something you would only see actors doing in a horror movie.

Not being able to take it anymore, Shadow looked away and continued on her way. President Thorul was waiting for her. It must be important if he took her away from finding his precious children. She turned a few more corners and then entered the room she was sure he was waiting for her in. "You called?" was the first thing out of her mouth. He ignored her like it was typical of men to do whenever they saw a pretty body especially one cover in black leather from head to toe. Noticing his perverted eyes, she gently tapped the whip hanging off of her utility belt with her index finger. That caught his attention.

"Shadow I need you to add two people to your list of targets," he said still fighting his glance off of her. The woman was enchanting. As twisted as she was, she was just equally as beautiful.

"It's going to cost you," she said sitting down and rubbing her fingers together. A common gesture used when it came to money, but she wasn't interested in money. Now she could ask him what the name of her parents were and the name of the woman who raised her.

"I know," he clarified finally taking his eyes of her body and pointing them straight at hers. He leaned a bit forward with his arms folded on the desk. "Just add it to what you were originally going to charge," he whispered lustfully. He leaned in to kiss her but she stopped him with a hand to his mouth. He didn't appreciate this gesture and was obviously not used to being denied. He was a very handsome man but Shadow wasn't interested.

"Who are these two extras?" she asked backing up a little. No way was she kissing him again unless it suited her.

President Thorul rolled his chair back and pulled open a drawer on his desk. He took out two files and handed them to Shadow. Instantly, she opened them and looked them over. She read the names out loud. "Timothy Jackson Drake-Grayson (A/N Remember he was adopted by Dick not Bruce in my story) and Selina Kyle Wayne." Both of these names rang a bell to her, especially the latter. The former just seemed like someone who she might have heard of before.

"Yes Tim Drake and Selina Kyle," Thorul spoke. "You are to bring these two to me. Do not harm them fatally. You may kill the children if you wish. They are not really important to me and just need to disappear as quickly as possible."

"Why the special treatment?" with a swoosh Shadow closed the files in her hands.

That seemed to have sparked anger in him. "That is none of your concern," he said surprisingly calmly. From the look he had gotten, Shadow thought that he was going to kill her right on the spot.

"One final question," Shadow stated. He nodded in approval. "What's wrong with the prisoners? They look scared out of their minds."

Thorul started laughing like as if she had just told him the funniest joke in the world. "Oh dear Shadow, I would ask why the concern but you'd probably lie and get defendant." Shadow looked appalled. Her posture showed it. Never had she been so insulted by such a meager comment. "But if you must know, they refused to talk to I had to take drastic measures."

"Which means?"

"Which means, I used a special toxin on them. It's something called scarecrow venom. Heard of it? Probably have in the comics. It turns their own minds on them making them see their worst nightmares, thoughts, and fears. When in affect, the venom during a short period of time makes them prone to questioning. In a way, it makes them answer with the truth. Now they turned out to be harder willed than I had imagined so the only thing I was able to get out of them were those two names but that's something. These two people are very dangerous." I thought I had gotten rid of this problem years ago, Thorul didn't say, but somehow they evaded me.

Not really satisfied with her answer Shadow said, "Fine." Almost just as casually, she got up and walked out of the room, her heels making a loud noise every time she stepped. Central City here I come, she told herself. The sooner this was over, the better.

Same Time—Back at Iris' House

"Okay Wally last question," Iris said. They had spent the whole better part of the afternoon pestering the boy with questions. He didn't even have the chance to ask any himself and frankly he didn't feel like doing it anymore. He was tired and it wasn't even late, it was just the afternoon.

They had asked him everything and did not like some, actually most of the things they had heard. The boy had been through so much. Just discussing his life had made him cry several times. Of course, Tim and Iris calmed him down every time but he would just start crying again. Clark didn't do much of the questioning. In fact, he felt like he was intruding. He wanted to leave the room but with Bruce and Diana not there, someone had to explain it to them later and he doubted that neither Tim nor Iris wanted to retell Wally's sad story. So he stood put and listened not missing a single detail. Truthfully, he could have gone without hearing some of it but his hearing being as super as it was did not allow him to. He could literally hear the mice crawling down the block. He wondered if Diana could too. He knew that she also got enhanced senses but from previous experiences he wasn't sure if hers was as good as his.

"Ok," Wally said rubbing his eyes from exhaustion. He wasn't used to sitting down for long periods of time. They drained him faster of his energy than when he was up and running about. Literally, it was a miracle that they had gotten him to be still. It was mostly because he was afraid of being punished if he disobeyed. Past refusal at the orphanage and with his adopted parents proved to be life threatening. He couldn't risk it with these people. He felt like he could trust them but at the same time he was still very scared of being hit and abused again.

Iris let out a yawn. She had grown tired herself. "What's your full name sweetie?"

"Umm…" Wally wasn't sure if he should answer or not. He knew that if they knew they could pretty much track him down at times and he still didn't know much about them. But his young mind kept him from holding back. "My full name?" he asked like as if he didn't hear the question right. Tim nodded. "I…it's…Wallace Rudolph Bolt." He almost whispered the end but it was audible to Clark.

"Bolt," Clark repeated as if testing how it sounded coming from his mouth. Wally was a little shocked that he heard but just nodded.

"Well Mr. Bolt," Tim clapped his hand together. "I think it's time for you to ask your questions." Wally all of the sudden seemed to have regained all his lost energy. He looked like a happy puppy going to the park for the first time. In his head, Wally had a million questions running circles. He knew he had to choose them wisely since there wasn't enough time in the world to ask them all.

Same Time—Outside of Bruce's Room

Diana had been standing outside of Bruce's bedroom for some time now. She wanted to knock or better yet barge in but she couldn't. So she had just been thinking of what to say. Bruce didn't know that she had followed him upstairs or at least that's what she thought but if he did and was just sitting in his room…oh she could feel her temperature rising just thinking about it. She listened for a second and could hear that it was finally Wally's turn to ask questions. It took them long enough, she thought. The boy must have been exhausted but he obviously didn't show it in his voice. Diana sighed and decided that she would just go in and see what Bruce was up to.

Carefully, she opened the door and stepped inside.

"Took you long enough," Bruce spoke, "I thought you were going to stand there all day." So he did know and just stayed put. Diana could feel her neck turning crimson but forced it away. She wasn't going to be humiliated in front of Bruce, not again.

"I see you're in a good mood," Diana snorted.

Bruce remained quiet. It almost seemed like as if he didn't hear her but she knew he had. It was just one of his many annoying gifts that attracted her to him.

"What do you want?" Bruce finally broke the silence.

"I…" Diana had no idea how to put this into words. She started unconsciously playing with her pearls. She hadn't taken them off since they got there. To her they were a sort of amulet of good luck even though since she got them all they'd given her was bad luck. "I don't know," Diana gave up. She turned to leave but just before reaching the door a strong hand wrapped itself around her arm. It turned her around.

"I highly doubt that," Bruce said stoically. "Talk," he seemed to order. He regretted it immediately. Deep in the back of his mind, he knew what Diana had come here for. His curiosity had gotten the better of him and forced him to confirm it.

"Fine," Diana said hardening her stance. "I want to know why you deny me." Even though Bruce knew that would be the question, his look said that he still took it as a surprise. "Well?" Diana crossed her arms.

"Diana this is absurd," Bruce said coldly. "You know why we cannot be together."

"No I do not," Diana said equally as cold. "Mind explaining it to me?"

Bruce let out a huge sigh. He turned around a few times and looked about ready to pull off his hair. "You ask as if the answer wasn't obvious enough. Diana you're not stupid, are you?" She looked just about ready to hit him. "Look at where we are!" he raised his voice. "Look at what we've done!"

"I know exactly where we are and what we have done," Diana spoke up, trying to retain her sanity.

"Exactly," Bruce pointed out, "but you're blind to what's actually happening." He paused dramatically. Only Bruce could do that and still maintain his serious tone. "Diana this isn't a stupid little game. We're part of something bigger here…something that we might not come out of alive. This Diana, this is why we can't be together. Can't you see the danger we are in now. We can't afford to-" He was cut off by Diana slapping him. It caught him so off guard that he almost fell to the ground. He didn't but was close. Already he could feel his right cheek swelling and taste blood in his mouth.

Diana stood quiet for a moment before bursting out yelling, no scratch that screaming. "You're the one who's stupid! I know exactly what is happening! I know that we are in constant danger but what do you expect? I'm not going to stop living semi normally just because of that. If anything Bruce, you're the one who's blind here! You can't even see that what we have if worth fighting for." She stopped to wipe a few tears that escaped her eyes. Now slightly calmer Diana finished, "Bruce I am not going to pressure you anymore. It's not worth the effort anymore. We will of course still act normally around each other for the sake of the others but nothing more. But, now hear me clearly because I am not repeating this, when you decide that you have lost more than you thought DO NOT come crawling back to me." With that she turned around and left, leaving Bruce to the agonizing sting of her words.

Same Time—Downstairs

Wally couldn't believe it. He had asked so many questions but none of them hurt him like this last one. He asked Iris what connection she had with the Justice League and she answered. The reply was heartbreaking. This woman was his aunt and she had left him to rot in what he could only describe as hell. Before he gave her a chance to explain herself, he broke into tears once more and ran to his room, locking the door.

Iris ran after Wally, crying herself. She hadn't thought through how much that one sentence would hurt her poor nephew. Tim tried to keep her calm but she broke out of his grip and ran upstairs. On her way to Wally's room, she saw Diana with dried tear streaks on her cheeks slam the door to her room. She could hear her crying but right now she had no time for her. She had to go talk to Wally.

"Wally!" she knocked on his door hearing his cries. "Wally let me in," she knocked harder. "Let me explain."

"No go away," Wally mumbled out of his pillow. Iris kept knocking until Tim finally took her away from the door. He let her cry into his shoulder while he walked her to her room.

"Don't worry," he said reassuringly, "he'll come around Wally always does."

"I know," she said, "but it just hurts so badly." She wiped her tears and said, "I think you should go check on the others. I saw Diana crying and I'm pretty sure it was because of Bruce."

"Ok," Tim said. He left her sitting on her bed and walked out into the hallway. There he met with Clark and decided that he'd go talk to Bruce and Clark to Diana.

Bruce's Room

Tim walked into Bruce's room. Well actually he had picked open the door since Bruce refused to let him in. He walked in to an angry Bruce. The teenage boy literally tried to hit. The first thing that Tim saw was Bruce's fist heading for his face. He caught it in midair just in time, but any longer and the hit would have knocked him out. He twisted it and using his superior strength pushed Bruce on the bed. He sat down next to him and blocked a few more punches. The boy was good but Tim was older and more trained so it wasn't hard to stop him. But his ego did not blind him to Bruce's natural talent for martial arts.

"What's wrong buddy?" Tim asked.

"Nothing," Bruce answered hiding his face in his pillow. He hated being called nicknames, but that's not why he hid his face. It was still swollen from when Diana slapped him. The girl was strong and getting stronger.

"Nothing huh?" Tim asked. "Then why don't you try answering me again but this time while looking me in the eyes." Bruce seemed to flinch at his statement.

"How about you get out?" Bruce still didn't look up.

Tim rolled his eyes and then rolled Bruce over. Luckily for Bruce, he was holding the pillow to his face so when Tim rolled him around the pillow stayed covering his face. Tim tried tickling Bruce, but it turned out that he wasn't ticklish. "Take the pillow off of your face. Now!"

"No," Bruce retorted.

Tim had enough. He was tired and couldn't handle a teenager right now. He decided to do it the hard way. He grabbed the pillow and yanked it off of Bruce's face. He threw it to the other side of the room where Bruce wouldn't be able to get it so easily. Turning his face back to Bruce, he gasped mentally. Bruce's face was swollen. Making sure to sound as calm as possible Tim asked, "What happened?"

"Nothing," Bruce repeated.

Adding one plus one, Tim came to the conclusion of two. Diana and Bruce had gotten into a dispute ending with her slapping him. He knew that if Bruce didn't want to talk about it there was no force in the world that would make him. So he decided to at least help the boy release some stress. Quickly, he started pushing all the furniture to the sides of the bedroom leaving a huge space in the middle.

Catching his attention Bruce said, "What are you doing?"

"Making space, can't you see?" Tim said smiling his playboy smile. "Get up pretty boy we're going to spar."

Even though Bruce did not appreciate his new nickname, he couldn't help but feel slightly better to spar with someone of such great talent. He didn't say anything but just got off the bed and got into his fighting position in front of Tim.

Tim took off his jacket and said, "Oh, this is going to be fun."

Diana's Room

Clark watched Tim walk into Bruce's room. He had many things to say to him but Tim had volunteered himself to be the one to talk to Bruce. That left Clark to talk to Diana. He didn't really mind but he would have preferred to be the one to talk to Bruce. He needed to tell Bruce about the graduation night. He needed to tell him that he knew that Bruce loved Diana and that he needed to confess it to her.

Taking a breath, Clark pushed open Diana's door, which surprising turned out to be open, and walked in. He found her by the window crying her heart out. "Diana," he said softly, startling her. She had not noticed his entrance.

"Clark," Diana said wiping the tears from her eyes. "I uh…I uh…"

"You don't have to explain, Diana," he said. "I know already."

"You do?" Diana asked coughing a little to clear her throat. Clark nodded. "Did Bruce tell you?"

"Well," Clark started. "Yes and no. He doesn't know he told me. Let's just leave it at that."

"Ok," Diana sniffled just before breaking into tears again. Clark pulled her into a hug, embracing her tightly. She sobbed into his chest nonstop. Words were not needed at the moment. They both knew that. They both knew what had happened and what would not happen. It wasn't news that Diana and Bruce loved each other, at least not to Clark. He could not however deal with Diana being sad anymore. This would ruin everything and possibly lead to all their ends. He had to think fast but what could he do. He got it. He knew what to do. If Bruce wouldn't see what he had, then he would make him see, even if it meant straining their friendship.

This, unquestionably, could end badly. It was only a fifty-fifty chance that it would work but he needed Diana to play along without knowing it. It was a chance he had to take. When Diana's tears slowed down, he grabbed her chin and lifted her up to meet his gaze. It took her a little by surprise but she played along. His gaze was soft and everything Bruce's was not. With Clark's arms around her, Diana felt safe. This was a feeling she didn't get around Bruce given that she was stronger than him but not with Clark. He was undeniably stronger than her.

Diana met Clark's eyes and for a moment felt at peace with herself. She felt Clark lower his head a bit until their lips met. She surprisingly did not resist. She let everything pour out into the one sweet kiss. It only lasted a few seconds but to her and surely to him it was an eternity. The feeling behind it, though, could not be deciphered.

A/N Awwwww is probably what some of you are saying. And others will be saying nooooooooooo. But rest assured this isn't going to end any time soon and by that I mean the love triangle. Who Diana ends up with I already know but will leave you guys guessing and please go ahead and give me your input on the subject. So anyways I know I didn't get to a fight but that's because I really wanted to give you guys something to read so that'll be in the next chapter after Iris has her talk with Wally. Speaking of Wally his last name Bolt comes from a man named Usain Bolt who is currently the fastest man alive. Now to give some of you some peace I am going to answer some questions from recent reviews. There will be no clones, well at least not yet. I might add it near the end. Hippolyta will be brought up in the story, so you guys will find out what happened to her. We will learn about Selina's thoughts. So I guess for now that's it. New members will be introduced soon. Now do me a favor and review.