A/N: So, this chapter was supposed to be up yesterday, but my computer broke, so I had to take it to get fixed, which leads me into this awful story that is in no way relevant to anything in this chapter.
But I'll tell you anyway.
So, today was the first day of school, and it was a half-day. Basically, I go to each class, but only for about half an hour instead of a full hour.
I drop my school issued laptop off with the "Tech Wizards", and they tell me to bring it by after school.
I had a volleyball meeting after school, so I figured I could just drop it off, attend the meeting, and then come back for it afterwards.
However, life isn't that easy.
Fifth block rolls around, (but how can a block roll?) and I find myself to be the first one in Coach Lynch's gym class. So I wait for some others to show up.
Soon, some people I know walk in. Eli, Miller, and Sloan, all sophomores (I'm a freshman). They are followed by many guys that I had never seen before.
As the class fills up, I find myself panicking. So far, everyone else in the class was upperclassmen guys.
I am filled with a sense of relief when my friend Emma walks in, so that I am not a lone babe in boyland.
However, Emma and I agree that we need to transfer out of the class.
Right after school, I run by the Tech Wizards and drop off my laptop. Then, Emma and I go to see the scheduling manager. He is busy with another student, so we wait. Fifteen minutes later, we are called to the office, and another half hour later, we are dismissed, both of us happily out of the gym class.
I retrieve my laptop and run to the volleyball coach's room, only to find it empty.
Overall, not a great first day.
Still, now that my laptop is fixed, I can post this chapter.
ACTION, BABY! Sadly, though, this is the next-to-last chapter of "Separate Ways".
Enjoy.
Roy, Kaldur, and M'gann ran, and, in one case, flew down the corridor, the three villains close behind, and gaining.
Rounding another corner, they were met with another set of walls with no way out.
Kaldur shook his head. "This is pointless."
Roy just kept running. Rather than give up, M'gann and Kaldur followed.
They turned multiple corners, coming to places that looked oh-so-familiar, until Roy took them down a hallway that didn't seem to be there before.
As they proceeded, a light flashed, signaling a way out.
They ran faster.
A light flashed, temporarily blinding Artemis, Superboy, and Robin. When they could see again, they found themselves in a large room, entirely made of stone.
A few seconds later, the welcome committee arrived, consisting of Disruptor and the mastermind behind it all, Clock King.
"Well, come to join your little friends?" Clock King laughed. "This is the sorriest excuse for a rescue team I've seen in a long time."
Robin whipped out a birdarang, flinging it at Clock King. He easily avoided it, as well as the arrow Artemis sent his way. "Oh, please. I see all of your attacks coming. You might as well just give in now, there's no way…" Clock King paled slightly. "What the…"
Clock King turned towards one of the many doors of the room, staring in disbelief.
Everyone else turned in time to see Roy, M'gann, and Kaldur run in.
"Guys!" Artemis yelled. "You're…" she trailed off at the noticeable absence of a certain speedster.
"M'gann!" the Martian flew over to Superboy. As she landed, Superboy put an arm around her waist, steadying her, seeing as she wasn't quite stable. He pulled her close, something uncharacteristic of the clone to do, whispering, "You're alright."
M'gann blushed, and was about to reply, but was cut off by Clock King's triumphant comment.
M'gann was about t
"Aw," Clock King gloated, having regained his composure, "Did Baby Flash bite the dust?" he clapped his hands. "Bring them here, Speedy, and get your reward."
Everyone gawked. Roy was too stunned to even correct Clock King about his name. By this time, the other three members of the Terror Titans had joined, taking their place by their leader.
Roy hesitated, before shaking his head. "You don't have anything I want."
"Really, now? That wasn't what you said a few months ago." Clock King smirked.
"Roy," Artemis hissed, "What did you do?"
"Oh, don't you know? Speedy, here, was selling himself as a mercenary, doing whatever jobs he could to get money to fund his, er, interests."
As the team looked at Roy, silently demanding answers, Roy glared at Clock King.
"That was then. This is now." He said, with as much conviction in his voice as he could.
It wasn't enough for the team, though
After searching for minutes, but, to a speedster, what felt like hours, Wally found what he was looking for.
The Control Room.
This room had it all. There were monitors displaying blueprints and equations, formulas for different devices, displays of random objects and places. There was even a map of the whole building, explaining how the pattern of rooms and halls was configured. He sped over to the monitors, studying the readings. On some monitors, he could see different parts of the building, shown through security cameras. Quite a few were set in one large room, which seemed to be the center of the building. On the monitors, he could see different angles of the team versus the Titans, though no-one was fighting. As he studied his team, he realized that the lack of fighting wasn't a bad thing, considering what bad shape some of them were in. These Terror Titans had the home field advantage.
He needed to change that.
Averting his gaze to other monitors, he gathered the information he would need. His mind broke apart the complex formulas and equations for the teleportation sequence easily, and he set to work on figuring out how to put it all together. The initial system wasn't very tricky, and soon, he was ready.
But where to send them?
Thinking hard, he finally decided on the right place.
He entered the exact coordinates, even using a stolen satellite camera to pinpoint where he wanted to go by a margin of a few feet. Even with a small margin, this was going to be close. There were a few adjustments that needed to be made. While the teleportation process was loading, he studied the map on the wall. He would need to get to the main room as fast as possible.
He entered a two-minute timer on the teleporter, and then ran.
Somewhere in the argument between the two teams, they had drawn closer together. Now, they were close enough that someone could reach out and push someone on the other team. Then, push would come to shove, and, with the shape the Young Justice League was in, the winner would be clear from the start. Everyone was tense, waiting for someone to make a move.
Suddenly the two teams were separated by a force, dividing them so that it was the Titans on one side, the Young Justice League on the other. They turned in the direction that the force was headed.
There stood a very triumphant looking Kid Flash.
"Wally!" Artemis shouted, forgetting about Roy and the Terror Titans.
"Miss me?" he said, flashing one of his cocky grins. Then, the grin faded, and Wally looked lost in thought for a second. Snapping out of it, he sped over to Robin.
"You," he placed his hands on Robin's shoulders, pushing slightly, "Stand here." He directed the Boy Wonder to a spot closer by his teammates.
Wally backed up, measuring the space between the teams with his mind. Then, he turned to Artemis. "Slide over about a foot and a half."
Artemis complied.
"What are you doing?" Clock King sounded annoyed.
Wally held up a finger. "Just give it a minute. Actually," he corrected himself, "That's about it." He took his place next to Kaldur.
"Wait," Clock King began, "Give what a… oh, no."
Wally smirked. He held up three fingers, putting one down each time he counted down; "Three. Two. One."
Just as a light began to fill the room, Wally waved to the Terror Titans. "Bye, bye."
A/N: Ho, hum.
I guess I lied.
There will now be two more chapters after this one. The next one will be the Grand Fight Scene.
I just felt this chapter was long enough (by my standards), without the long action-y bit added on the end.
I'll either have that one up tonight or tomorrow.
Look forward to it, really.