Really? Just two reviews? Well, I just don't know if I can update yet.
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I CAN"T WAIT!
Green Lantern snagged Flash's still form as the rest of the league attacked the circle of villains. As they began to use their powers again, Clayface sagged and went into an almost catatonic state. Everyone was too busy to notice him.
"Flash? Flash!" Green Lantern tried to rouse the younger man. "Oh, come on, buddy. Let's wake up now."
Flash groaned and his head moved with a twitch. His eyelids opened very slowly, settling at the point where his irises seemed nothing but mere slivers of colour, and he started to cough from the back of his throat. He stopped when he felt what it would do to his torso. Despite that, he still pushed himself to sit up.
Lantern offered a hand to Flash, but Flash refused it. The pulling probably wouldn't help him anyway. Lantern watched his slow, hindered movement.
"You okay?"
"Just dandy; never better."
"'Cause you seem a little . . . "
"My ankle hurts."
"Is that it? Because . . . "
"Oh, yeah. And the choking and the beating."
Green Lantern didn't snap back at Flash's attitude. He was dreading having to do what had to be done and wondering how to go about it. Lantern really didn't want to do this.
"Listen," he started, "maybe you-"
Superman knew Lantern should not be the one to chase him off. Flash was going to need someone to go to for support, and that someone had to be Green Lantern. He came over to rescue Lantern.
"What are you still doing here, Flash? I said you weren't coming. You disobeyed a direct order. There was a reason I said you weren't allowed to be here."
Flash's brow drooped umbrageously. "I can hold my-"
"You are not working at one hundred percent of your ability. I'm pretty sure you can, but you're not," he added smartly.
"Hey! You guys haven't given me time to-"
"If we had waited any longer, you'd be dead. Twice. Maybe you can take them on one at a time, but you're just a kid. Five is too many for you."
It was a low blow.
It was so low, in fact, that Flash stopped trying to stand. He stayed on the ground, too stunned to move.
J'onn's voice appeared in Lantern's mind.
'Lantern, you should argue. Superman is willing to be the only bad guy.'
"Now hold on there, fly boy," Lantern said. "That's uncalled for. Flash is one of the world's greatest heroes, and for you to just-"
"He isn't today."
"How many times has he saved all our butts? We'd have been killed several times over if not for Flash."
"Gratitude is no reason to accept laziness. He is not doing his best right now." Superman addressed the man wearing an indescribable expression who was still on the ground. "Why don't you go play somewhere? The adults can handle this." (6)
Superman flew back into the fight. Green Lantern started to call after him, but Flash stopped him.
"Let him go, John." Flash used a near piece of wreckage to hoist himself up. "I'll just 'go play somewhere.'"
Flash tried to speed off, but was stopped by his ribs and countless hairline fractures elsewhere. He pressed on anyway.
"Was all that really necessary?" Lantern asked. Superman nodded with a pained expression. Lantern stared after Flash. "I think he's worse off than he's letting on."
"We'll check him out at the Watch Tower." Superman fired his heat vision to crumble a building on Magenta. "I'm afraid I've made him too proud to admit anything. Now he's got something to prove."
Batman finally noticed that Clayface wasn't taking any part in the fray. Instead, he was looking very serious, like he was concentrating really hard, not to mention overtaxed. He wondered where that clay that caught Flash came from, and then realized.
"Superman!" Batman yelled. Superman flew down to the human on the ground. "I think Clayface learned a new trick."
"What is it?" Superman asked excitedly. He was never one to pass up a good magic show.
"Shoot someone with your heat vision."
"WHAT?" Superman yelled. "That's what got us into this mess in the first place!"
"Not exactly, but I see your point. Just shoot someone's finger or something."
"I'm on it."
Superman looked at Batman's finger while Batman was looking around for the person who would be exposed.
"Ow!" Batman pulled his finger away and put it in his mouth. "Not mine! One of the bad guys."
"Of course," Superman said, hitting himself on the forehead. "Super intolerance to pain - check."
The Trickster looked down as his finger began to crumble into a dusty-orange powder.
Clayface cursed, and every villain turned into a mass of dusty-orange clay and returned to their original body.
"Wanna play like that, eh? I'm game."
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(6) Jeez. That pisses me off.
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Okay, so I updated anyway. But it was short! And that should learn you good.
Has anyone figured out how to put two ending punctuations beside each other? This doc contained the second "What" I've tried to end with a question and an exclamation mark, and the site just won't accept it.