Chapter 38: Bedtime

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Captain Cold:
Pulling the manhole cover back into place just in time, I cover my mouth and stay quiet when I heard a bunch of Regime soldiers run along the top.

"Go, go, go," one of the soldiers yells. "1st priority is to find Nightwing. 2nd is to secure all and any valuable information found. Go! Go! Go! Squad 756, because of loose parts when venturing up."

Waiting for all the footstep to disappear, I climb down the ladder and regroup with the ladies.

"Time to go," I say, panting a little. "Is Ivy finally awake?"

"Yeah I am," Poison Ivy reply, arms crossed and standing right in front of me. "Thanks for the cold burst bastard!"

"Thanks for the almost death by shaking building. That's how I always imagine myself dying. Instead of begin kill by Superman or Batman, it's actually by Poison Ivy."

"Hey," Catwoman yells, clapping her hands together. "Not here! We're done here! We are done here! Let's just go!"

Turning around and walking away, Harleen following right behind, I shove Ivy a little before following after the two.

"Dallas," Catwoman says, "Hey Dallas! Hatfield! QuietFan! Evil! Anyone! If you can hear me, say something!"

"We can hear you Ms. Kyle," Earth reply through all our earpieces. "Is everyone okay? Mr. Snart? Ms. Harleen? Ms. Isley? We hacked into the Regime's radio frequency and we're getting a lot of bad news."

"Yeah, we're all fine," I interrupt, "All of us. Listen, I think we're done here. Thanks for your help I guess. See you later."

Hitting my head, hoping I either turn off or destroy the radio, I look at Catwoman.

"Come on, do the thing. Bring out the teleporter and take us home. Let's ditch this dump."

Slow to follow, Catwoman eventually pull out the teleporter and toss it on the ground. The portal to the base opening up, we all walk through.

The Man:
Back flipping off the floor and onto a nearby counter, I pull from my jacket a handful of pellets and toss them on the ground.

"You really think that'll work on me," Superman says, flying into the air and breathing in. Sucking up all the smokes in less than a second, his eyes went wide when he saw me holding a gas mask to my face. Waving at him, I watch as Superman then drop to onto his knees, coughing and hitting his chest.

"Don't worry," I say, putting the mask into my jacket. "Worst case scenario, you lose a week and a half and wake up with in your boxer. Night night Flyboy."

Despite the dosage, Supe stay on his knees, coughing and hacking and trying to get rid of the power-up knock out gas. After awhile, I got off the table, walk right up to him, and knock him out with a right hook. Once down, I rush over to Green Lantern.

"Hey," I say, slapping him over and over. "Hey. Hey!"

Slapping him as hard as I could, Green Lantern shot up like a rocket, screaming and yelling and panicking like a big baby. Slapping him again, I got him to calm down.

"Hey! Shut. Up. My god, you are annoying."

Looking and making sure we were alone, I place the teleporter on the ground and set it up. The portal opening, I grab Lantern via the back of his neck and and his back and toss him through. Hoping in after him, I was graceful to be the presence of non-Regimes.

"Everyone's here," I ask, looking around and doing a head count. "Kara. Flash. Cold. Ivy. Cat. Wait, where are Beetle and Fire? They're not dead, are them? Please tell me they're not dead and we didn't just spend about two hours rescuing two dead idiots."

"They're not dead," Kane yells from behind Harleen. "They're back in the incubators, healing up. They should be back at a hundred percent by tomorrow morning."

"Tomorrow morning," I repeat, crossing my arms and rubbing my chin. "Okay, that's work. It's late. Time for bed. All of you, go to sleep."

"Wait," Flash says, pushing forward til he was face-to-face with me. "What do you mean by that? That's it? It's late. Time for bed. All of you, go to sleep."

"Yeah. Why? You want a bedtime story? Your mama read to you when you were young-"

Before I could finish, Flash punch me across the face. Despite the speed, the only thing that move was my head.

"Hey," Crane yells, rushing forward.

"Barry," Oliver screams, he and Canary grabbing Flash by his arm.

"You son of a," Leonard says before aiming his cold gun at Flash.

"Don't you dare," Flash yells, struggling to get free out of Canary's and Oliver's grip. "Dare talk about my mother! I will kill you if you do! I will kill you!"

Shooting out my arm and stopping Crane from getting any closer, I then made circle with my finger.

"Doc, did you show them the rooms when you took them on the tour of the base?"

"A few," Crane reply, "I showed Flash and Green Arrow's room but not Kara, Captain Cold, or anymore else."

"Swell. I'll take half, you take half, we're show them to the room for the night. Come on y'all, it's been a long 48 hours. Between rescuing Kara from Stryker's Island, joining the Insurgency, blowing up WatchTower, recruiting Cold and Ivy, and rescuing Bug and Fire while breaking into Wayne Tower, it's been a really blast."

Waving bye as I lead Kara, Ivy, and Cold away, I shove my hands into my pocket.

"So wait," Cold says, walking up beside me. "You blew up WatchTower? Was that what the weird light in the sky was from?"

"Maybe, but you could be referring to something else. We lived in strange times you know. Strange times."

Dr. Crane:
"Okay," I say, clapping my hands. "Oliver Queen, Barry Allen, you two remember where your rooms are. Head over there now. Selina, Harleen, and Dinah, if you could please follow me?"

Looking around themselves for a bit, the three ladies eventually nod their heads and follow after me.

"I guess I'll see you later," Dinah says, hugging and kissing Oliver.

"See you in the morning," Oliver reply, chuckling. "I hope we have eggs for breakfast."

Chuckling now, Dinah then turn away.

Leading them to the first room, Selina's room, Selina stop when she saw a picture of a black cat on her door.

"Hmm," she says, tapping on the cat. "Do we all have one of these? It's not bad but it is a little creepy how "prepare" the man is."

"Yeah I agree," I reply, licking my lip, "But after three months, you just nod your head and ago with it. I hope you like it."

Waving bye at her, I then lead Dinah and Harleen to their rooms before walking back toward the infirmary to check on the healing heroes. Finding Professor Stein, Jason Rusch, and Jaime Reyes still in the incubator, I look over the monitors attached to them.

"You know," I says, tapping a few buttons on the monitors. "Something funny I just realize. I don't think we have ever once met before now. Three months ago, you three were just beginning your journey to herohood and I was just some stupid villain focus on making people scare. Now, you're all wounded and in the incubators again and I'm your doctor. I mean, your actually doctor doctor. I don't have some degree in medicine or health, and everything I learned is just from books some guy in sunglasses toss at me. Funny how things work uh?"

Finishing with the last of the incubator's setup, I turn away and went to my room to review more from the books. Turning on the lamp beside my desk, I crack open a book and begin reading.

Oliver Queen:
"Wow," I say as soon as I enter my room. Pushing on the icon of the "green arrow", I was surprise to find my room so stocked with supplies. Beside what I expected, a bed and maybe a desk, I also dozens and dozens of drawers, each label with something different; sharp tips, explosive tips, poison tips. Beside the drawers were also racks on the walls, each holding either a bow, a quiver, or a bunch of different arrows. Beside those racks were about five different targets, each with a different faces on them.

"Not sure how I sleep with Superman watching me," I say, eyeing the target. Walking over to the desk, I took off my quiver and check my arrows.

"48 hours," I though to myself, thinking back to what the man said. "Had it really been two days since we first met the man? Gosh, what a creepy guy he is. I mean, yeah this is awesome and what not, but still. Nevertheless, because of him, we're done more in two days than we did in three months."

Pulling open a nearby drawer, I search around until coming upon a pointed tip. Grabbing an arrow off the wall, I merge the two together and pull it in my quiver.