Yellow-Bellied Zeppo
Chapter 001 – Of Chaos-Causing and Ulcer-Inducement
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The seven original Justice League members were all on the opposite side of an interrogation room mirror, looking at the boy inside the room.
"So, who's going in?"
Although it was a simple question, no one knew exactly how to respond; in situations such as these, Batman was usually the one to break whoever the suspect was. After all, consensus was he had the most skill in the psychological warfare needed, and if the Dark Knight couldn't crack them, than no one could.
On the other hand, Green Lantern had a connection to the teen brought in by The Flash; after spotting the teen wearing a Sinestro Corps ring, the speedster had subdued the teen and brought him into the Watchtower for interrogation.
Glancing silently amongst each other, the five not up for interrogating the teen resolved to have Batman go first; if that failed, Green Lantern could play 'good, understanding cop' later.
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Slamming the door open as he stalked into the sparse room, Batman glared at the teen, glancing over both his appearance, and his reaction.
With messy brown hair, with eyes of the same color, the boy would likely go unnoticed in any city in the Western World. The only part that stood out was a Hawaiian shirt not unlike the iconic Magnum P.I.'s, and his reaction to the door opening. Instead of getting nervous, or freaking out, the boy had tensed upon the doors abrupt opening, only to loosen when he saw who it was.
Cataloguing all of this, the Knight shut the door behind him before proceeding to loom over the boy. "Where did you get that ring?", he rasped out.
"What, the little yellow number space cop took?" The boy said jokingly. "I got that from a guy who looked like a red Klingon; he crash-landed in front of me, and then tried to use the ring to 'feed off' my fears to recharge it. Too bad for him I've seen scarier stuff than him in my High School."
Batman growled, internally noting to look up anything about 'Klingons' while blocking out the sounds of the Flash's laughing over his mike. "That doesn't explain HOW you had the ring."
"Keep your panties on." The teen wryly said, apparently oblivious to the half-pissed, half-incredulous hero's reactions. "While Charlie Tuna failed to get his ring to work on me, I picked up a 2x4 and cracked him upside the head, looted the ring, and took off."
That wasn't exactly the truth; hitting the founder of the Sinestro Corps upside the head with a piece of lumber was true, but there were some things he was leaving out. He doubted that the assorted heroes watching this (and he KNEW there were others behind the glass) needed to know that the alien had tried to get him to see his worst fears as a way to make up for getting the crap beaten out of him by a hero, only for Xander's Hellmouth-enforced experiences to be worse than the alien had planned on. Working off a moment of distraction, he had 'forced' the experiences into Sinestro's head, almost knocking the alien out, and apparently showing the ring that he was a better wielder for it.
Go figure.
Looking up at the figure, he schooled his face to look like he was bored (and not at all torn between euphoria and hysterics at seeing one of his and Jessie's favorite heroes, and smart-mouthing him respectively), before proceeding to ask, "If that's all, can I get my right of conquest and go? My favorite show's on in an hour."
Watching the exposed portion of Batman's face (and of course it was only Batman's; thinking any other way could be bad, should a certain Martian be listening in) turn red, he inwardly cackled as the hero turned and stormed out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him. 'I guess G-man was wrong,' He inwardly thought. 'All that time working on my silver tongue and ability to drive people insane DOES have its uses.'