GLAD YOU GUYS LIKE THE STORY, I DON'T OWN JL, I DON'T OWN THIS PLOT, ALL FICTIONAL CHARACTER ARE BECKA'S, I JUST TYPE IT OUT AND ADD SOME DIALOUGE.
Bruce sat solemnly in the old oak table chair, he watched as Alfred handed Wally a steaming cup of hot chocolate and a warm, thick, wooly, blanket. John was leaning on the bookcase, his arms folded across his chest.
" What exactly happened?" Clark asked, pulling his chair closer to Wally. Diana and Shay were sitting on the dark green love seat that was near Bruce's chair, while J'onn kept close to Wally by sitting on the ottoman. Wally sighed and fidgeted with one of his bandages,
" I was on my way here, I left at five. I didn't realize that I had left my phone back home until it was too late to go back for it. I went by Molly's then a few streets up when some guy starts walkin' behind me. I didn't give him much thought until this other dude shows up, then another. One of 'em was holding a piece of paper and pointing down my way. Then the second guy starts running towards me, so I book. I must've gotten three feet ahead before I ran into the fourth and final guy. He tossed me in the alley and up against the wall. The blonde guy pulls out a knife and cuts off my sleeve, they start arguing about who I was, until Marcus clears it up for them—"
" Marcus? The kid from your school that started fights with you almost everyday?"
" Yeah, he asks me if I've seen Clark at all, I say no, next thing I know I'm looking down the barrel of a 9mm. He asks me again to tell him where you are, I tell him to eat shit." He stopped,
" That doesn't account for all your cuts, Wally."
" Look the last thing I remember is all four of them pulling out knives…I must've blackout." If he had to tell the truth he would have said that he had been conscious for at least ten more minutes until the handle of the gun had solved that problem. He decided against it, Shayera already looked ready to kill. Wally shifted uncomfortably when the room grew silent,
" I'm gonna go take a leak." He muttered, letting the blanket slide off and placing the cooled cup onto a coaster. He hurried out of the room and down the hall.
" So…the Ravens have struck first."
" Why were they looking for you?" Diana's blue eyes locked with Clarks,
" I'm not sure, I don't even know who's leading them."
" Luthor?"
" No, he's serving 15 to life for murder." John continued to glare at the floor then at the clock,
"It's getting late, why don't we finish this tomorrow?"
" Can I catch a ride with you?" Clark questioned John; it was Bruce, who answered though,
" You should stay here, we don't want them finding your apartment 'til we know what they want."
" I know but—"
" If they find you, then Wally's silence will have been for nothing."
Shayera decided to spend the night at Diana's after the other woman had suggested a late night of chick flicks, J'onn, who lived near by caught a ride in Diana's bright yellow Mustang.
Wally slid into the front seat, wearing on of Bruce's old college sweatshirts, which was a few sizes to big. John got in next to him and started the truck,
" So you ok?" Wally forced open one eye before turning on his uninjured shoulder,
" Yeaaaaah." He yawned, his eyes slid closed. John concentrated on the drive, making sure not to run any red lights in his hurry to get home. He could smell the burning rubber as he hit the brakes; backing up into his favorite spot he let the car sit.
He took a sparing glance at Wally, now that the blood was gone; he realized how easy they had all gotten off.
" Wally." He whispered. He gave the younger man a shake, suppressing a laugh when Wally slid on the leather seats onto the floor,
" Huh?" He brought his head up, " John?" He blinked the sleep out of his eyes and held up a hand,
" I found a quarter!" He grinned,
" We're home, let's go." He stepped out of the truck and checked the surrounding area. Wally on the other hand, walked out, dead on his feet. John put a hand on his shoulder and guided him up the four flights of stairs. Absent-mindedly Wally flopped into his bed and was asleep instantly. John had retreated to their worn black pleather couch and dug around in the bookshelf until he pulled out a large photo album. He flipped through the first few pages, ones he had taken during his Marine years. A large photo was on the next page it was of Shayera and himself, sitting on the couch, sharing a kiss. Wally had snuck up on them with the camera that J'onn had given to him for Christmas. Then next picture was sloppy, it was a bleary one of Shayera coming at Wally with a skillet. John sighed and leaned for the remote, turning on the late night news.
" A series of robberies have been reported through out the cities. " A beautiful young woman began,
" A new gang is claming responsibility for these crimes along with the murders of two rival gang members. Police are urging residence to stay in their homes after sunset and not to travel alone. The gang known only as the Ravens has also been traced to assaults on off-duty police officers; Police Chief Joseph Hallen had this to say:
' We are at a virtual stand still, this gang was formed from the spilt of one of our more powerful street gangs and we still cannot determine what they have claimed to be their territory, we have also never had direct attacks on officers since the Woodrow incident when Officer Barry Allen was shot down by the leader of the Phoenixes—"
John clicked the TV off and decided to go to sleep, he still had work in the morning.
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Bruce brought a towel up to wipe the sweat that had collected during his morning training. He dropped down to the mat and began doing diamond pushups. ( A/N: THOSE ARE HARD TO DO! I CAN ONLY DO 40…GRRRRR )
Clark was in the dining hall, reading the newspaper and sipping a hot cup of coffee, his eyes were furrowed in thought,
' Why would they be looking for me? I thought I was listed in the phone book…' He looked up to find Alfred holding a phone next to him,
" Miss. Hol is calling, sir. Master Bruce is in training so she has asked for you."
" Oh…ahh…Thanks Alfred." He picked up the hand-held,
" Hello?"
" Clark? We have a problem."
" What happened?"
" Diana and I got to her house to watch the movies and at about four someone pulled up, started to throw bricks into the windows and firing shots into the air. The whole time shouting bird calls and…Where's Kent."
" The Ravens?"
" Looks like it, I beamed one of them in the head and he had the tattoo Wally described. I already called Selena; she says four more League owned apartments were hit. Same style, same questions, no one hurt though."
" I tell Bruce, did you call John?"
" He's at work and Wally's probably asleep, I didn't want to wake him."
" Need help fixing anything?"
" It's ok, Diana's insurance'll cover it."
" Alright, talk to you later." He placed the phone down next to his coffee and sighed,
" What happened?" Bruce asked, walking in the room, still in his gray sweats,
" The Ravens attacked several apartments, including Diana's" Only a watchful eye could see the worried step Bruce took before replacing his normal cool attitude,
" What did they do?"
" Shot up the area, broke some windows with bricks……asking for me." Bruce raised an eyebrow,
" This doesn't make sense, who hates you that much?"
" Luthor is still in prison, I called last night to check."
" Selena is still trying to find out who's running the Ravens, whoever it is, he's keeping a low profile."
" What about the Aces?"
" They're not much of a threat, most of their members have been switching towards the Ravens side."
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John set down the bundle of wood he was hauling to his truck when another man yelled from across the yard,
" John! On your next break call your girl!" The other workers began hooting and making catcalls,
" Wonder what she wants, huh John?"
" Shut up, Kyle." John gave him a friendly push away before picking up his load once more.
" Hey John, give this to Wally when you get home, ok?" He handed the older man a white envelope,
" What is it?"
" An invite to a rave this weekend, I'd invite you to but it's for 25 and younger." He laughed at the look on John's face,
" I'm kidding, you can come."
" Thanks but no thanks, I'll let Wally have all the fun."
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John sat down in the air-conditioned room and began to dial Shayera; he had waited until everyone was finished with their breaks before taking his own,
" Shay?" He asked when the ringing turned into a voice,
" Hey John, what's up?"
" You tell me."
" The Ravens attacked Diana's place last night—"
" Are you two alright?"
" We're fine, but they were looking for Clark." Her voice held an onmouis tone,
" Did you call him?"
" Yeah, Wally too. J'onn's over now helping to clean up."
" I'll see you later ok?"
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Several months had past since the attacks on Diana's home and the violence had begun escalating. Many of the non-violent members of the League had resorted to carrying switchblades and guns as protection. Fights had started spilling out in the streets, Clark had been jumped twice and Bruce once. No one went out alone any more, traveling in threes or in groups or not at all. At least ten members of the League had been killed along with fifteen Ravens. The police had a hard time keeping the violence away from the citizens, John had broken up an attempted robbery at Molly's and a rookie Raven was now carrying a knife scar after tangling with Diana. The weather had also changed from summer to early winter; the falling snow seemed to halt the gang activates somewhat.
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Wally replaced his green snow gloves before jogging a few steps to join up with John and Shayera,
" That movie was stupid." He commented bluntly, frowning at the two,
" Hey, you could have gone to see Digimon the movie." Shay joked, wrapping an arm around John's waist while he placed his arm around her shoulder. Wally walked two steps ahead, digging in his snow jacket for a cap when a light snowfall began.
The three continued to walk, somewhat in a hurry to get home when the sun began to set,
" Did you guys hear that?" Wally turned to peer down an alley that a loud crash had echoed from,
" Somebody help me!" A voice cried out from the alley,
" Wally, don't." John ordered, grabbing the back of his jacket to prevent him from running off,
" Someone's in trouble." He stated evenly,
" If you go through that alley, you'll end up in Raven territory." A loud yelp cracked through the air,
" John." Shayera went to stand by Wally, " Let's go check it out, if we can't do anything we'll come back."
John stood dumb founded by the pair, he wanted to go to help but logic was yelling at him to stay,
" We'll go check it out, but if we run into any problems we'll rendvous inside there." He pointed at the 24 hour laundry mat that was next to the them. He made it a point to always have a rendvous area, knowing how easily it was to get separated in a fight. They nodded in acknowledgement before setting off at a jog down the alley.
A/N: NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE R… LIKE I SAID LAST CHAPTER, RAPE AND ATTEMPTED RAPE OF TWO MAJOR CHARACTERS. IT WON'T BE GRAPHIC THOUGH.