ccabello: I wanted to thank you for your reviews. I just realized I've forgotten before.
---
"So, this is what the infamous Shayera Hol has been reduced to." A large alien, whose race was close enough to human, as to be in determinate, laughed, poking her in the ribs.
"Keep your fingers, to yourself, or you'll be eating around them." Shayera grunted. Diana was out cold, drunk already. Kara was eating something molecularly close enough to Nachos for no distinction to be made. Since the sun of this world was yellow, Kara's enhanced constitution was going for her, and Diana had forgotten, before taking up the challenge of a drinking game. Nope, there she goes, she's coming back around.
"What happened?" She asked, giving her head a shake.
"The liquor here is somewhat stronger than on earth, and Kara's still got her Kryptonian thing going." Shayera grinned.
"Hanging with some pitiful humans, a shame to see such a fine warrior degraded so." The offending male alien, didn't seem to see her holding her mace. Diana rose to her feet with a sigh, and Kara laughed, not moving, beyond reaching for more Nachos. "Such a pity." He shook his head. He never saw the mace coming, and stumbled back.
"Don't you dare insult my friends." Shayera growled, and swung again. He ducked under the blow, and came up, spinning into a kick. She caught it in her bare hand. Diana charged from behind her, and caught the shorter alien that was trying to sneak up on her, and threw him into the air. Shayera twisted the aliens foot, and kicked up. The anatomy was much closer than she expected, and he doubled over. She dropped his leg, and pulled her arm up, slamming her elbow into his back. He dropped to his knees, and she kneed him in the face. "Ever, ever again."
"Diana! Look out!" Kara yelled. She turned in time to get caught across the jaw by a flying fist. She twisted back the other way, but brought her foot up, and slammed the large green alien in the head, or at least what she assumed to be his head. He tilted backwards, and Kara leapt up from her chair, Nachos still in her hand as he landed, smashing the table into dust. An energy blast issued from the muzzle of a gun, to bounce off of Diana's gauntlets, and smash against the ceiling. The alien with the blaster, was quickly trapped under a dog-pile, enforcing the no energy weapons during brawls sign.
Diana laughed, and was hit in the back, as Shayera was thrown across the room. Kara joined them a moment later. She screamed in rage, and Diana saw why. Her Nachos were spread all over her shirt. Shayera wasn't sure which Kara thought worse. The fact that she'd lost her Nachos, or that they were all over her shirt. She turned and charged into the middle of the melee. "Look what you did to my shirt!" Was her battle cry.
"Let's help!" Diana laughed and charged in. Shayera grinned. Lantern was with her last time she'd had this much fun, that fight on Christmas. She returned the incoming punch, the two fists slamming into each other, stalemated for a moment, until her mace came into play, and crashed into his head. Though it was sparking, she knew the owner considered Thanagarian energy maces to be blunted. She leapt into the air, and charged, as Diana caught a chair across the back.
---
"This is the life." I smiled, and leaned against back of the couch. "A full day to myself." It's not that I don't like Kara. I love her to death, but... If I don't get a little alone time, I go stir crazy. Well, I wasn't exactly alone, Mr. Freckles was with me. But since he's a cat, I don't count him. As it was, he was sitting beside me on the couch, watching the game I was playing. I was quite happy with no human contact what so ever. Then they showed up. Batman, and Lantern, of course. Oft times, I thank the game gods for pause. As I rose I didn't know it was them, all I knew was the door bell was ringing. I didn't bother to look through the peep hole as I walked up, I simply opened the door. Not the best of idea's for most people, I'm sufficiently powerful to deal with most people that would come to the door. Upon opening it, I found myself face to face, with two, who were not counted under that most. John Stewart, and Bruce Wayne. I slammed the door in their faces. Or tried to. I found a glowing green shoe in the door. Deciding there were too many people in the street to start an argument, or kill them where they stood I opened the door wide, and let them in. "Why are the two of you interrupting my peace, and quiet?" I asked, not bothering to be nice.
"We want to talk to you." John muttered. I sighed.
"Go ahead." I muttered.
"Something just doesn't feel right." Bruce muttered.
"What ever it is, we both feel it." John put in. I muttered something, that I knew for a fact they couldn't hear, then out loud:
"Now you understand why I don't wear tights." I pointed out. The return look could have driven posts into the ground. "So what doesn't feel right?" I asked, sighing.
"The girls, I think something's wrong." John muttered. "Bruce feels the same."
"I think they're in trouble." Bruce commented.
"I think you're both insane. There's not a lot that can hurt any of the three of them alone, and all together, they're a whole lot less vulnerable than the three of us. Kara told me to stay here on earth, and that's exactly what I'm going to do. Now, you two have places to be, and I have evil aliens to kill." I didn't waste any power as I levitated them into the air, and out the door. Lantern was surprised enough he didn't even use his ring. I slammed the door and returned to my game.
---
"Are you sure this will work?" Peter asked. Alexia had the same question in her eyes.
"Me personally? Not a clue, but I don't think it can hurt to try." Flash shrugged. Ray Palmer, more commonly known as the Atom, glared at him. He was assisting, even though his specialty was nano technology, he was able to manipulate the materials on a sub-atomic level. Flash just grinned at him.
"Well, no other way to check." Peter grinned, and drank the vial. The next thing anyone saw, was his breakfast. Flash, and Dancer, both darted clear of the meal, but Palmer wasn't quite fast enough. He sighed. "It worked." Peter muttered weakly. " I can't...." He stopped, frozen in place.
"Hey, doc, that's not any better." Flash muttered. Palmer elbowed him.
"Just give it a moment." Peter toppled forwards, ending up on his knees. "See. I told you." He grinned.
"What happened?" Peter asked.
"In order to permanently slow you, we had to completely stop your molecules for a moment. Don't worry, there shouldn't be any adverse effects to you." The scientist answered. He turned to Flash. "And you didn't believe me." He grinned, and walked out the door. Flash turned to Dancer.
"Would you like some of the antidote?" Flash asked her.
"No, I think I'll stay like this for a while. It's nice to be fast." She grinned. "The fastest woman on earth. I like the sound of that." She laughed. Flash laughed as well.
"So, would the fastest woman on earth, consider going on a date with the fastest man on earth?" He asked, and glanced at Peter. "Of course her brother is welcome to come along." He grinned.
"I would love that." Alexia smiled back at him golden hair whirling slightly as she nodded. Peter shook his head.
"I think I'd like to just lie down for a while." He replied, gripping his head, as he sat down.
"Alright. The cleaning drones will be in shortly to clean up this mess." He waved at the floor. "So, shall we go to this lovely little chinese place I know?" Flash asked, as they walked out, grinning.
"Yes, I'll race you to the transporter." She grinned right back, and vanished. Flash laughed, and darted after her. They bolted past Green Arrow, and Booster Gold, on the way. Arrow laughed.
"Never thought we'd find someone that could keep up with Flash." He chuckled.
"Who'd want to?" Booster asked, even though he was laughing.
---
Deep in the bowels of the new watchtower, the small spheroid robot, was lost. It had enormously powerful mapping software, but even it couldn't keep the intersections, and cross paths straight. Then a noise signaled it's worst pre-programmed fear. A cleaning robot had spotted it, and signaled a security drone. Said drone was now approaching, and taking aim, with high powered tazers. The spheroid robot darted sideways down a corridor as the drone fired. The tazer's retracted, and the drone pursued. Had it been alive, the sphere would have sworn, since it wasn't it simply rounded a corner, as the drone came after it.
---
"Listen, I don't know where it's at." The thug grunted. "I only saw two streaks of light, one white, and one orange. I had it one second, and then it was gone the next. I don't know what happened." The man confessed.
"Blast, those league fools must have it by now. But I know how to get it back." The man in the trenchcoat snapped, and dropped the thug. He turned, and rose into the air, over a roof and vanished. The thug swallowed, and darted away.