Hey guys, so sorry for not updating in so long, I mean during that time I had my birthday and new years and everything. Regardless, here's chapter 11 to all those fans. Enjoy!
As I walked through the corridors with Barry, I felt my nervousness grow stronger and stronger with the eerie air of the Watchtower as we approached what I believe to be the training room. We passed many other rooms; most belonging to other members of the league made clear by the name tags which shined off the doors. We also passed a laboratory that looked quite impressive despite everything being stationary as well as walking by a shower room. I wonder if it's cubicles or a shared space. I shrugged off the thought for later as we continued our march to our destination.
I look to Barry, now in his uniform as he walked next to me in quite an opposite manner. While I was slumping with a fear, sweating like I accidentally walked into a hot spring, Barry walked with an almost brave posture with a slight smile. I wish I can do the same, but it's hard to do so when you're going to start training with some of the most elite members of the Justice League. As I pondered these thoughts, I didn't notice the steel door in front of me before Barry quickly puts an arm in front of me, "Woah, keep your mind on where you're going Aaron?"
"Sorry", I apologised, "it's just I'm training with Batman and Superman, it's just…a lot ya know." He nodded, "Yeah it can be a little nerve wrecking, but I know you're gonna do great." I smile at his words of his encouragement, "thanks, Barry, but what if they don't like me, I saw how Superman looked at me." Barry shook his head, "he's just nervous is all. There's nothing to worry about." I was about to agree when I heard echoing footsteps getting louder as they approached the other side of the door before they slide open to reveal the Dark Knight.
"Oh hey Bats", Barry greeted him, "Aaron's here and ready to go." "Good", he instantly replied, "then we'll begin." He then turned around and walked off without saying a word. "Do we follow him?", I quietly ask. "Yep", Barry said, "Bats just doesn't say much is all." So with as much confidence as I could muster, I walked into the room with Barry as it revealed what looked like a futuristic training area. It had what you'd expect; punching bags, target practice area, sparring ring and a bunch of equipment you'd normally find in a gym but not bother knowing the names of.
I gazed around the room as we continued to walk with our steps breaking the immense silence of the room as we entered the sparring ring with Batman. "Flash", Batman called, "step into the viewing area." He nodded before turning to me, "good luck buddy…don't let him get to you." He walked into the area outside the ring as he stood ready to watch. I turn and began to turn to the thoughts in my head, I got into a sparring ring with the Batman when I have no combat skills.
Oh God, what have I done?
Before I could contemplate it any further, Batman started the session. "First we'll start with a test of your combat skills to see what you know, to make it a fair fight you won't have your powers." He drew a button from the belt on his waist and pressed it as the line of the ring opened up to spit out a new line for the ring that glowed with the green presence of rocks which looked oddly familiar. "This is low-level kryptonite", Batman explained, "it'll weaken you so you can't use your powers but still strong enough to walk, run and fight. Let's begin"
With that statement, Batman leapt at me with his boot raised to land a blow to my face which was successful in sending me to the floor. Pain shot through my arm as I landed on it to cover my fall but as I tried to get up, Batman continued his assault and grabbed me from behind and flipped me onto my back banging the breath out of my lungs instantly as I hit the floor before he grabbed me again an twisted me so my arm was twisted so it was behind my back as I lay on the ground. He began to push my arm upwards as far it would go causing a rhythmic pain to enter my arm as it seemed that Batman was literally trying to break my arm off.
"Uncle, UNCLE!", I screamed as he continued to strain my arm before he finally let go. I groaned as I struggled a little to manoeuvre my arm back in front with all of my body feeling like it was squeezed by a compacting machine. I groaned as I struggled to get up as I began to think there might be something wrong with my legs. At that moment, I heard the world laughing at me, taunting me. But then I realised slowly that wasn't a metaphorical laugh, it was a faint human cackle that was faint but definitely hearable. I'd have to ask about that when I get a chance.
"You know nothing of fighting techniques and you lack in strategy", Batman stated, "You will need a lot of work." "Thanks for the feedback", I groaned, "I'll get right on it." He just frowned and began to walk away. I would do the same but unfortunately, I feel like my everything has been shattered in two. I heard a loud hiss as I saw the kryptonite railings lower into darkness. As they did, I suddenly felt an overwhelming surge of energy flowing through me filling me with a new found strength. It felt like pure ecstasy. "Oh that's better", I comment. Flash just chuckled lightly and walked over to me offering a hand which I gladly take.
"Is all of the Justice League like that?", I ask. "They're mostly nice", Barry answered, "Bats just happens to be an exception." We begin to walk towards the door leading to the next training room door which slowly opened as if to purposely add dramatic effect. As the door rises, it reveals almost knee high black boots which ended at the knees with what looked like fishnet stockings. I only knew two superheroes who wore that. The legs lead up to a one piece black top covered by a female bikers jacket. Finally it revealed a face with a slight smile and blond hair. It was Black Canary.