DON'T OWN JL. SORRY FOR DA STORY DELAYS...MY FRIEND AND I MADE IT TO THE FINALS FOR A LITTLE COMEDY COMPITION OUR SCHOOL IS HAVING...YAY!!
Batman rustled in discomfort and John stared at him,
" Can't you just…pick the lock or something?" Batman glowered and used his shoulder to pull back some of his cape, revealing his lack of utility belt. He let the cape fall back into place and looked down at the younger man who was still sleeping at his feet. Although Flash's legs were weighted down, his hands were not bound. He shivered and moved closer to Batman's feet, unconsciously using the Dark Knight's cape to cover his shoulders.
John shivered as well. As the temperature dropped the three Leaguers were forced to huddle close, to prevent themselves from getting frostbite or worse, hypothermia. More specifically, Lantern and Batman were forced to huddle to together and drag Flash over.
" It's not good to sleep when it's really cold like this." Lantern informed the air. Batman shifted,
" If the temperature drops any further we'll have to wake him up. We should just let him sleep right now."
Lantern raised an eyebrow; he knew that deep down behind all the dark demeanor and cold attitudes, Batman cared deeply about all of his teammates. But sometimes Lantern saw something he didn't see in the Dark Knight's eyes that he saw when Flash was around.
It was unlike the way he treated the younger man. He saw Flash as a best friend even a brother. Batman saw Flash as almost yet another surrogate child…possibly like a son, Lantern wasn't sure.
" You think we'll meet up with Flash's dad anytime soon?"
" I don't doubt that we won't." Batman replied. Lantern shrugged and contemplated lying down for some rest, " Don't even think about it." Batman snapped.
" What?" Lantern defended.
" One of you using my cape is enough."
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Shayera stood up on the roof of her destroyed home. Watching the sun set behind the golden hills, letting the crisp wind move her hair every which way. She sighed and hugged her arms around her, letting her body use its own heat to warm up again.
She turned away from the peaceful scene to gaze and the burnt and broken windows of her house.
A small figure in the air grew closer and closer until she recognized it as Superman. The Man of Steel's mouth dropped and he muttered something under his breath upon seeing her home.
" Hey." She greeted him with a half smile.
" You weren't answering your comm. Link." He answered her unasked question. She looked at him,
" What's the matter?"
" Batman, Flash and John are missing." He stated evenly. Shayera's body seemed to lose its connection with gravity. She stood up straight and then sagged inward, like she had been struck.
Superman placed a steadying hand on her shoulder,
" We could use your help."
" This never would have happened if I never came back." Clark looked pale,
" That is not true." He placed both hands on her shoulders, " That is not true." He repeated, more for his benefit then hers.
" They would have done this whether or not you came back, but now we'll have one more person to help."
She hugged him,
" Alright, Boy Scout. Let's go find them." He smiled and flew off the roof. Shayera hesitated; she had just lied to Clark, again.
She knew that this was her fault, of course the A.M.H.F. would still have formed but she doubted they would have gone to such violent extremes if she had returned.
She had to make things right.