The fight between Deadpool and Superman was legendary.

And by legendary, I mean the way that Deadpool was able to kick the Man of Steel's ass would be going down in legends from now until forever if I had anything to say about it.

The mercenary kicked the Man of Steel my way, managing to break the table I was hiding behind with his body. Superman yelped in shock as his back hit the wall behind me, eyes wide as he stared at the crazed man with the red and black suit.

"What in the world?" He asked, so shocked he seemed barely able to actually speak.

But Deadpool only giggled in a maniacal manner and jumped after him, brandishing two tacos. I had no idea where he got them from nor why he used them as his choice of weapon, but I had learned in my short time with him that it was better to not question insanity and just go along with it. Once he was straddling the Kryptonian's hips, he raised both into the air and shoved one taco into his mouth.

"Now you'll know why being Vegetarian sucks, Man of Stupid!" The crazed man yelled over Superman's muffled struggles, laughing in a deranged manner.

I chuckled at his enthusiasm, but gasped and looked up when I heard the metallic door swoosh open again.

This time Flash stood at the doorway, looking inside the room with wide and shocked eyes.

"Bart! What in the world are you doing?!" He yelled as soon as he spotted me, looking away from the rather crazy scene in front of him.

Right at this time, I was only worried for two things. That I would end up getting hurt by the fight between the two crazies to my right and that Flash may run off to call the rest of the Justice League and intervene in the most epic fight I had encountered in a long time.

So, being the impulsive little brat I've been known to be, I dashed straight at Flash and pulled him into the room, throwing him into it with all the momentum I had managed to accumulate. He flew across the room and Deadpool barely dodged out of the way, so the Scarlet Speedster only crashed into Superman himself. Both men grunted at the sudden impact, but I only smiled sweetly at them.

Deadpool suddenly appeared beside me, whooping while he raised his hand up for a high five. "Hell yeah! Cinnamon and Ginger strike again!"

I chuckled softly at his enthusiasm and smacked my hand against his, then looked up when I heard Flash get up and groan as he stretched his back.

"Bart Allen, just what do you think you are doing?!" He growled, glaring darkly at me.

Clearly, he was annoyed.

But so was I. I didn't know who the hell Bart Allen happened to be, but I was getting sick and tired of being called that. I am Wallace Rudolph West, the one and only Kid Flash! The Fastest Mouth on this Planet! And I was not to be replaced with this so called Bart. For some unjustified reason, I completely hated that name and couldn't wait to smack this impostor's face.

"My name's not Bart, Uncle B! Geez, can't you tell who your own nephew is!?" I growled at him, crossing my arms in annoyance.

Deadpool, though, not getting how annoyed was, only gasped in shock and looked at me with wide eyes. "You mean to tell me this is Ginger Sr.?"

Now Deadpool popped up in front of Flash and eyed him quizzically, then shrugged and appeared beside me once more. "Doesn't seem to be as fun as my original Ginger. I like you more." He nodded to himself, crossing his arms as if he had just made the toughest decision ever in his life.

Flash only looked at us with wide eyes but ultimately shook his head and continued to glare. Now Superman got up and made his way towards us, holding onto his head with his left hand while wiping away taco crumbs from his suit with his other.

"Bart, what in the world are you doing hanging around someone so dangerous? And up here in the Watchtower where Batman and Nightwing can catch you?" Superman asked him, acting as if he actually cared for the speedster's well being.

This confused me greatly. I mean, my Superman was an annoying, pompous, self-righteous butt-head. He didn't really care for what happened to me or my Team as long as it didn't affect the Justice League. So why was he feigning care now? Unless...

"Dammit! I'm still not in my universe!" I stomped my foot onto the floor beneath, puffing my cheeks and pursing my lips.

I was beginning to get really annoyed with this whole dimensional adventure. Especially because I was in huge need of a snack and I had no idea where the cafeteria here was. Or if there even was a cafeteria.

"What..." Flash asked, shoulders drooping slightly as his eyes widened. "Oh..."

This caught my attention now, and I wasn't the only curious one because both Superman and Deadpool looked at him with quirked eyebrows.

"What do you mean, Flash?"

The man smiled softly as he scratched at his chin, "Well... I guess we should have noticed when he didn't react by being called his name... Or because he isn't being followed by Kon and Tim... And the fact he called me Uncle Barry should have been enough, really..."

This caught my full attention and I couldn't help but wonder what Uncle Barry was mumbling about now.

"Back when I was a kid, Supes- if you remember correctly- I was rather wild." Flash told Superman and my eyes widened at the dawning of the realization. "I would always mess with things that I shouldn't, so I'm guessing other me's wouldn't be exempt from my brand of craziness."

Superman looked at him with slight confusion, but I only shook my head. "No... You're me?"

The man could only nod softly, but he seemed too busy thinking about other things. "But never in my travels did I come across someone like this." He motioned to Deadpool, who only waved him off.

"Please, I only need one Ginger. And if you ask me, you're the impostor here, Mr. Grownup!"

Flash chuckled slightly then looked at Superman, who crossed his arms. "So, you're telling me your name is Wallace West?"

I nodded, keeping my gaze on him. "But I prefer Wally, really."

The two men from this universe seemed to be pondering on this for a moment, then adult me looked at my bound hands.

"Just what did you get yourself into, Kid?"

Only offering them a shrug, I looked away and to the door, hoping that someone else would come in. I needed some excitement in my life to distract me from the hunger I was beginning to feel.

"Oh, a guy from my universe overreacted when he saw us together." Deadpool shrugged, taking a taco out of his utility belt to begin eating.

Flash looked at him- as if he didn't completely believe what had been said- but looked at me with a seemingly knowing look.

"How long has it been since you've eaten anything, Kid?"

I smiled at him now, "Too long! Can you get me some food, please?"

He only chuckled and sped towards me, ruffling my hair once he was beside me. "Sure thing, me..." Now he looked down at me with an analytical eye. "Man, no wonder women put up with me when I was younger... I'm adorable."

I only smiled up at him as innocently as I could, hoping he would continue believing this illusion until Deadpool had the decency to take us to another universe... And maybe if I got lucky, it would be one with people I didn't know in it. I was getting kind of tired of seeing myself.

"Sir, we've had yet another anomaly!"

"What do you mean, Andra? Another? How many does that one make?"

The woman took in a large breath as she finally stood before her leader, holding on tightly to a piece of paper in her hand. She had long white hair tied up in a high ponytail, large green eyes, and pale with skin. Her lips were thin and as white as her skin, barely distinguishable. Her tall and lithe body was hidden by purple overalls, a black, long sleeved shirt beneath.

Now she looked down at the report in her hand, "One in the TV-Sector, Quadrant S. Two in the M-Sector, Quadrant A. And four in the DC-Sector, two in Quadrant Y, and one in Quadrants Double T, and JL, respectively." She breathed out as slowly as she could, knowing that her Swedish accent made her slightly hard to understand.

The bearded man stroked at his long facial hair, shook his head, and pressed a button on his intercom. "Get me Temps and Tijd. These infractions are starting to get bothersome."

In a puff of smoke a two blonde men appeared before him, both wearing the same robes Andra wore, but that's were the similarities with her ended. The taller blonde had short hair, a slight tan, and light blue eyes. Then the other had medium length, wavy pale blonde hair, and he had dark blue eyes, tan skin, stubble on his chin, and a dreamy look about him.

"You rang, sir?" The shorter of the two asked, French accent thick and almost made him sound romantic.

Their leader nodded, a strand of long white hair falling softly. This made him more uncomfortable at the severity of the situation. You see, this man was Time Itself. He went by many names, but he had settled on the English form of it, Father Time. And he was usually always perfect and pristine, as a reflection of how well time was flowing. But now that someone was screwing with his perfection, his physical form was beginning to show it.

"Yes." He blew at the loose strand, trying to ignore it, even though he knew the situation would only get worse. "I want you to investigate these strange anomalies that are popping up in varying Sectors and Quadrants. Find whoever these hooligans are and stop them."

Both men nodded and bowed slightly, then disappeared in a puff of purple smoke, leaving Father Time with Andra. "Go back to your work room and make sure no more of these infractions occur."

The woman nodded and left, running back where she had come from.

"Just what is this Kid Flash gaining from messing with my Time Stream?"

So, all of these guys are OC's at the end. And they all have meaning behind their names. Temps means time in French, Tijd is time as well, but in Dutch, and Andra means seconds in Swedish. Hope you enjoyed the chapter!

Also, if you've got an OC that is a villain or the child of a villain, and if you'd be willing to lend him/her to me, please PM me. I'm writing a story that will be about the children of some of the Justice League's greatest enemies, but I need help with some characters. I'll give you all the rights- cause they're your characters- but I just need some help there. Contact me if you're willing!

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