I meant to just put this in with the last chapter, but things were strange and confusing, so I didn't. Anyway, that's why these two chapters are so small. Maybe later I can put them together, and make everyone's life easier. Except mine. I don't own the Justice League.

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Is there anything else I should say up here?

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I don't think so.


"Batman. Luther is in Metropolis. Hostage Situation." Batman cursed under his breath, then turned around to face the kneeling John. Superman had gone back to the watchtower after Mexico, but he and John had still been investigating the dry trail. Absolutely nothing. Until now.

"John?"

"Yea?" The Green Lantern asked, looking up from the rubble that hadn't been cleaned up from the streets yet.

"A lead."

"What kind of lead?" John asked warily, standing.

"A solid one. Luther. Metropolis. Hostages."

"Well. Should I be happy, or mad, or scared?"

"Just be ready."

-=-

"Luther, you stupid-!" Lois struggled valiantly as Luther tied the bind around her mouth. She glared at him. He smirked.

"Oh, come on, Lois. You don't expect your kicking to beat my guns?" He glanced at Wallace, who wore a black suit, along with a black mask. He looked nervous even with it on, rolling from the balls of his feet to the toes. Luther held back a sigh. Heroes were so annoying. Although, to be fair, Flash was doing better then Superman would ever do as a villain. He smirked at the very thought. "You alright?" He called to the young hero-er- villain.

"Um. Yea. All for the good of the world, huh?" Luther smiled as Lois rolled her eyes.

"Yes. You have all your weapons?"

"Yea." As Wallace nervously looked around, apparently expecting Superman to burst in any second (as was very possible), Luther wondered why Flash had not inquired about whether they could refrain from using lethal force against the League members, seeing as how Flash had been strictly against killing. He supposed Wallace had garnered a guess of how dangerous they were. Still. Surprising.

"They're coming." Luther mentioned casually. Wallace nodded, if only a little shakily. He stood with his shoulders broad, and his mouth, his lower chin being the only region not covered by the confining black cloth of the mask, a tight frown.

"I'm ready."

-=-

"Superman." Batman growled. "Get a hold of yourself. Lois' office is on what floor?"

"The tenth." Superman managed, looking shaky. Normally he wouldn't be this out of it (Lois had been kidnapped many times before) but Luther was more likely to kill her this time, due to the circumstances. Hawkgirl stood beside John, and she whispered,

"How are we gonna get that reporter lady out of that place?"

"We'll figure it out."

"I know that." Her voice held too much doubt to be convincing. She paused. "What about...?" John knew who she was talking about, and replied,

"We don't know if he's there."

"We're gonna find out." Batman said. "Superman- get me up to the roof, then find out how Lois is being kept and what weapons Luther has. Hawkgirl, you cover the ground. Diana, guard the door, and take out any guards. John- you're back-up." John seemed mad, but nodded. "J'onn- you phase into the room after Superman tells you how many guards there are, and how Lois is being kept. We'll have him surrounded." J'onn nodded. Then they got into action.

-=-

The first one to enter the room was the martian- the one Luther had to take care of. Obviously the martian knew he had a flamethrower. He maneuvered out of the way easily. Then he looked surprised. He turned to Wallace.

"Flash?"

"Bet your ass," Wallace replied. And, suddenly, he was holding the flame thrower instead of Luther, and fire sprang forth from it. The martian screamed in pain and horror, before slumping onto the ground, unconscious and reverted back to his original form. Wallace was pale. "Is he...dead?"

"Not quite. Weakened." Luther replied, in awe. The Flash had just taken down the Martian.

-=-

Superman informed J'onn about the Flamethrower, then walked down over to Diana.

"No guards?" She nodded.

"I have seen no one." Superman raised an eyebrow.

"Odd." She nodded. Suddenly, they heard a horrible scream.

"Come on!" Diana shouted, rushing to the door.

"This isn't part of the plan!" Superman shouted after her. But he, too, raced into the room. Luther stood above Lois, bound to a chair. She looked much more scared then usual, and that spooked Clark. A man in black stood above a smoldering J'onn, who was still whimpering in pain. "You did this?" Clark assumed. The man in black smirked.

"Yep." Hatred burned within Superman. His fists clenched. "Come on," The man goaded. "You wanna take revenge for your crime buddy?" Lex straightened, but Superman ignored him. Diana could take care of him. Superman glared, then flew forward, eyes burning with anticipation. The man was out of his way in seconds. Superman's eyes widened.

"Flash!?"

"The one and only." Replied the man in black with a cold laugh. "And, if you haven't noticed, I'm not under your thumb anymore. I'm gonna stand up for whats right. I'm going to kill you." Superman's blood turned to ice.

"Flash?" He turned to see Diana, and then a blur of black, and she was wrapped in her own lasso on the floor, knocked out. He gaped. Flash could do that!? Sure, she had been off-guard...but...

"You're the leader, so I think I'll have a little time with you before I shove kryptonite down your throat." The Man in Black continued, as though he had not just beaten Wonder Woman. Then Superman realized what had been said. The man in black held up a small pouch. Where it came from, Clark had no idea. Flash took a small green rock out from within it, and pain stretched through the Man of Steel. It felt as though someone was very slowly, very deliberately, dragging a sword across his nervous system, or knocking a rock against his ribs until they cracked. He coughed, and his throat felt dry, unused, and raspy. His vision blurred. "So. You're allergic to rocks." Laughed the Man in Black. A loud crash erupted from somewhere, but the world was spinning, Clark was on his knees, and his vision was soon black.

-=-

"Flash. Put away the kryptonite."

"Ah. Batman. The brains." Batman watched carefully as Flash threw the kryptonite to a bemused Luther. "I've actually been looking forward to meeting you. I have a question."

"Oh?" Batman replied in a snarl.

"Why are you a part of the League? You're obviously smart; why use it for evil?" Batman's lip quirked. So, that's how Luther had done it. Although...Flash seemed to be enjoying it....He shook this off.

"I'm not using my 'smarts' for evil-" Batman began.

"So, you honestly think you're doing good!?" Flash demanded.

"You're the one who plans on killing my teammates," Batman pointed out warily.

"You all tried to kill me," Replied the Man in Black with anger. "Never mind. Not worth it. You're more of a mind-bender then J'onn." Luther, who had been growing tense, started to relax. Suddenly, Flash had punched Batman before Bruce could even realize he had been approaching, and he was suddenly flying out the window. Falling....falling....falling...

"What the hell! What happened?"

"Flash. He's up there. Luther somehow convinced him we're evil," Batman told John quickly. Hawkgirl flew beside them.

"That's not good."

"Not good at all," John agreed, looking wary. Batman, standing on the green platform that had saved his life, looked straight up. As expected, his head popped out.

"So. You did survive."

"Flash!" The joy in Hawkgirl's voice wasn't hidden in the slightest. There was a pause- a hesitance- in the Man in Black's face. A look of...recollection?

-=-

"Flash!" The voice sounded familiar, and distant, and Wallace had to fight to remember that the beautiful woman calling his name with relief and joy was evil. That she had tried to kill him. He tried to force down his worries and doubts. Mind tricks, his mind reminded him. He took a slight breath.

"Hawkgirl, and the Green Lantern, no doubt." He said, trying to sound calm. Lex's voice pounded in his head, Hawkgirl is an alien but she isn't all powerful like J'onn. She has wings. Shoot them, she'll come down. The thought of shooting those wings and watching that beautiful woman plummet made his heart ache. The Green Lantern's weakness is yellow. I've got some yellow bullets, and if he doesn't reinforce his shield, they'll pierce his shield. And his flesh. For some odd reason, the thought of the man before him dying made him feel like crying. He shook away the feeling. "Er- yea- you guys'll die. Now."

-=-

Indecision. Batman could see it in the visible portion of the younger man's face. He didn't have his memories back, but seeing his best friends in the League, mixed with beating up his childhood hero and coming so close to killing, was finally getting through the wall erected in his mind.

"You don't want to do this, hotshot," John's calm, steady voice said pleadingly.

"Flash?" Hawkgirl's voice was barely a whimper. Distrust flickered in the eyes of the Man in Black, and he thrust his arm forward.

-=-

They were messing with his mind. They had to be. That martian. He had to be doing it- more fire. He grabbed the flame-thrower, and fire showered over the pained form of the green man, who screamed in pain.

"Leave him alone!" There was no love, no kindness, in that voice. He was a fool to think these people liked him. Hawkgirl flew up, wings outstretched. The gun. The gun. Where was the gun? He wanted to grab it, but was mesmerized. She had wings.

"Snap out of it!" Lex shouted curtly. He crouched down so he was by the scared reporter, and held a gun to her head. "Back up, Hawkgirl- Wallace- come over here!" Wallace was at Lex's side in less than a second. "Are you okay?" Lex demanded in a hoarse whisper.

"I'm fine," Wallace lied quickly. "The martian was messing with my mind, is all."

-=-

Lex nodded, though he understood what was really happening. It was time. He couldn't kill him now- as soon as he destroyed the others.

"Get the rest of them, then," He told Wallace in a rough mutter. As the Flash sped off to kill his teammates, Lex couldn't help but wish that he didn't have to kill him. He actually liked him. He chuckled under his breath, tightening his finger on the trigger as Lois whimpered.

-=-

"Are you in there at all?" The Green Lantern asked, concern, hatred, and another emotion Wallace couldn't identify coloring his voice.

"If you're talking to the gullible, stupid idiot that I was before you all tried to kill me, then no. He's gone."

"We never tried to kill you, you idiot!" That voice. That high-pitched voice.

Whose hand is that?

Sorry!

Wallace stood, silent, still and rigid as a statue. A fist collided with him, and he wasn't able to even think. He was suddenly on the ground.

Hear that hotshot? You better be okay.

-=-

Flash suddenly straightened, his face looking odd. He was remembering. Lex gritted his teeth, jumped to his feet, then punched his partner in the head. He collapsed. Lex smiled grimly at him, then turned to the other League members. The Green Lantern had already transported Diana, the Martian, Lois and Superman out of Luther's range. Lex, still gnashing his teeth, glared at the three league members that remained standing.

"You lose, Lex." Batman said.


And that's the end. Ta-da.

And I'll admit it; I kinda wanted Flash to go evil. I figured people would be mad.....

(And there is an epilogue!)