*It's sad to say that this story is starting to come to an end. After a couple more chapters, I'll be finished with it. No sequel will be added, sadly. But good news is, after I finish I can write more ineresting stories. Also, if you have an suggestions be sure to tell me! I'm starting to create a small list of stories I could write. Enjoy!*

Somewhere far from Earth...

Hawkgirl's POV

Shayera woke up to small mumbles of words. It sounded like a couple people were talking. "Shh... Do you here that? I think they're waking up." What the? She looked around. No doubt it was a cell. The voices were probably her teammates. She groaned and the voices suddenly stopped. "Nrmh... Guys?"

The voices suddenly tensed. Martian Manhunter linked everyone into a mind link. 'Shayera!' The first voice called. It was John's?

'John? Are you alright? What are you doing here. Wait, how long have you been here for? When I get out of here I'm going to ki-'

'It's alright Shayera, I'm fine. All of us are, acutally. At least we know who the last leaguer is,' John said.

'All of us were captured. You, Me, John, Clark, Diana, and J'onn,' Bruce told Hawkgirl. Shayera counted all of them up. Only six members? Everyone was here except for... Wally.

'Where's Wally? Is he not here?' Shayera had asked. The others became uneasy.

'We suspected that Wally hadn't been caught yet. When we heard you arrive, we assumed Wally or you had been caught. Now that you're here, it only means Wally is our only hope,' Clark explained. Shayera mentally slapped herself. How could she get caught so easily? She should have fought harder, she could've won if she had not been taken by surprise. Slience filled the room. No one dared to talk. Besides, conversation was a waste of breath, what could they possibly talk about? Only the steady breathing of the others covered the emptiness of the room. Shayera knew herself and the others only had one thing on mind. Would Flash save the league?

Flash's POV

Heatwave and Captain Cold, the dynamic duo. Heatwave grinned a crooked smile. "Well if it ain't the Scarlet Speedster," Heatwave said, mocking Wally.

Flash grinned. He's taken them on before, this shouldn't be a problem. "Well, if it ain't Dweeb Dumb," Flash looked at Captain Cold, who growled, then at Heatwave, "And Dweeb Dumber!"

Wally thought he could see a vein bulging on Heatwave's forehead. Man, that dude had anger issues. Heatwave growled. "I'm going to have a lot of fun burning you to a crisp, Flash."

Heatwave charged and his flamethrower in both hands. Captain Cold followed charging and moving in sync with Heatwave. Heatwave's flamethrower and Captain Cold's cold gun were spurring out bright flames and freezing cold ice. Sides of both walls were burned badly and had ice covering them. They attacked in unison. Oh dang, Wally thought. They definitely improved since the last time Wally had took them on. Wally dodged both blows. He had to be careful though, the attack they launched are merely inches away from hitting Wally. He steadied himself, positioning into a defensive stance. His eyebrows furrowed uneasily. Heatwave noticed this and took the time to mock him. "Aww. Was that too much for the little waby Flash to handle?" He mocked.

Flash raised his eyebrows, clearly not impressed. Man, this guy had to work on socializing with the enemy a bit better. Couldn't have been much more awkward than that. Captain Cold broke the slience by raising his gun at Flash, and with a sound of something clicking he shooted. Flash easily dodged it. He looked back at the polar opposites. That seemed way too easy. Flash thought. And he was right. Sharp pain occured in his side. He looked down to see a chunk lf ice planted around his hip. Ugh, it was so cold. He looked around, at Captain Cold, then at Heatwave to try and spot something. At the other side of the wall a large rectangular mirror gleamed. A small note was attached to it. Flash squinted his eyes, ignoring the pain on his side for now. 'You own me one, Cold. -MM'

MM? Mirror Master. Captain Cold grinned a wicked smile. He shouted 'Go!' To Heatwave and they both charged once again. Flash tried to run but failed. Pain soared through his body again. He had just enough time to remove the ice that shelled his stomach before glancing up to see Heatwave running toward him up front. Wally punched him in the jaw, knocking him back a bit. Captain Cold shot an ice shard towards Wally and into his shoulder. Wally grunted as it hit. He quickly pulled it out and felt his body slowly healing. Thank god for fast metabolism.

He super speeded into Captain Cold, punching him straight in the stomach. He gasped and retrieved back, letting Heatwave charge back towards Wally. He raised his flamethrower and fired it all around him. Wally dodged the wicked flames that flew from it, landing multiple hits on Heatwave. Flash sensed Captain Cold behind him and turned around and kicked him in the shins. He elbowed him sharply at the back of Cold's head. Wally landed a final blow by hitting him upward and into the air. Heatwave got back up but much to his surprise, found himself gasping for breath. A red blur was creating a circle around the two. Wally ran faster, cutting off the oxygen supply as he ran. Soon Captain Cold and Heatwave both fell onto the ground, two thuds as they fell. Wally grinned. He looked at them for a minute before leaving the room. In search of his friends.

Pretty soon he found it. The last door at the end of a dark and gloomy hallway. Dim lights ran against the walls, lighting up the hall. Wally grabbed the door knob. He hesitated. No, his friendw were in there and he had to save them. He opened the door and walked in.

Justice League's POV (Not including Wally)

Everyone's eyes turned to the door. The sound of keys jingling inside the lock met, someone was coming in. Everyone prepared for the worst, they had often visits from Sinestro, Cheetah, Joker, and even Luthor himself. Who would it be this time? Captain Cold? Grodd? Deathstroke? The door finally unlocked, and clicked open. Footsteps walked in her slowly. No one could see very well because the room was poorly lit. A shadow casted on the metallic walls, that confined them here. As the person got closer, the members squinted their eyes to try and make out who it was. They were in for a very big surprise. Out of the shadow and stepped a man they recognized and never thought they would see again. The man grinned at looked at all of them. Diana was the first to speak.

"Wally?"