Legion of Superheroes - 50 Galactic Themes
Summary: 50 themes, 10 per chapter. That means 5 chapters of drabbles, fights, love--and mostly random stuff. Includes slight slash; main slash is SM/B5. Others include TW/PG, LL/SG, BB/TG, etc...
Warnings: I haven't read the original comics, though I do have some info. on them.For me, Brainiac 5 is half machine, half flesh. Like a cyborg. Some Superman/Brainiac 5 slash. Other pairings, too...Be respectful. Some are shorter than others, but none are very long. If you don't like a certain theme, just skip it. Thank you. Also, Bouncing Boy gets drunk in this chapter, and a few curse words may be said...
Disclaimer: I only own the 50 themes made, here. Nothing else.
When I was inspired, I forced myself to write. When I wasn't inspired, I sat in front of my lap top until I was inspired. I'm determined to complete at least one of my stories! The drabbles are proving to be more tedious than I thought, but my goal right now is to finish. That's all.
Oh, and spread the Legion love. Especially Superman/Brainy.
11.) Jealousy
Alexis was a beautiful girl, no doubt about that. She was also smart, bold, lots of fun, rich...The only 'turn-off' was her pedigree--which showed her ties to the infamous Lex Luthor, a not so popular guy to the city. The town all but worshiped Superman; the guy had his own museum five generations after his death, for God's sake!
Said red-headed villainess was currently writing a log on a piece of paper she'd found, and had taken to venting her frustrations about the Legion, once more:
There was no doubt in my mind that that skinny (yet still very appealing) young boy who had just managed to save me from being a broken splat of "eek" on the ground was the "Superman-to-be", Lex Luthor's greatest rival--which makes him my rival, too, I guess... But I honestly couldn't have cared less about those facts when I'd first met him; I already had enough enemies. Superman--no, Clark--was my first and only friend. And boy, I hit the jackpot! Smart, chivalrous, kind, slightly shy, yet with a good amount of self-confidence in battle that doesn't spoil his image...
Dear God...
Alexis felt her heart throb heavily, but she forced herself to keep writing.
That boy was beautiful. In every sense.
She was out of writing space. It was a small scrap of paper, but boy, she'd written a lot.
She closed her eyes, and the Coluan came to mind, again--blocking out the golden boy she'd foolishly fallen for.
In anger, she thought of that green-skinned, 'so-called-genius'; in hatred, contempt, jealousy...
WAIT.
Was she really jealous of some little cyborg-kid? She certainly remembered being utterly pissed at the Kypton boy's sudden and forceful departure, which led to her going to the Legion tower to keep Superman all to herself once and for ALL. But those bastards just refused to stay down...And that little green boy...Alexis's fist slammed against the ground in frustration.
It was HIS fault, wasn't it?! HIS fault that Superman rejected her. HIS fault that Superman felt guilty, and had made way back to the tower in the first place--rather than spending time with HER.
Said Coluan--root of Alexis's frustration and heavy distaste--remained blissfully unaware in his lab, secretly working on the particles of Superman's cape so as to give the boy a higher range of sky aerodynamics.
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12.) Dirt
"HIT THE DECK!"
That was the only warning shouted at the assigned-recon Legionnares (Lightning Lad, Cosmic Boy, Timberwolf, and Triplicate Girl) by Bouncing Boy--before a great big BOOOOOMMMMM roared through their skulls, sounding against their ear drums like a rocket ship taking off within two feet of them. The sound of five mixed-mass bodies hitting the dirt was practically un-realized to any of the Legionnares--except when it was their own .
Coughing haphazardly, everyone began to slowly lift themselves from the ground in a shaky manner, turning to Bouncing Boy, who looked downright sheepish.
"Eh-heh-heh...Sorry, everyone...Slight miscalc-thingy, there...Heh..."
Cosmic Boy scowled, purposely bumping his shoulder against a slightly staggering Lightning Lad for his attention. "Boy, Light," he sniped, causing Lightning Lad's eyes to narrow slightly, "Your section sure knows how to pick 'em."
Lightning Lad's oh-so-civilized response to the demoralization of his friend--and present leader--Bouncing Boy, naturally, was to punch his 'comrade' square in his jaw--right back down to the dirt he'd just picked himself off of.
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13.) Fury
Like a ray of light, Mekt leaped into the sky, attempting to best his brother once more. His efforts were quickly thwarted, however, when a more than disgusted Saturn Girl came out of nowhere and gave him a roundhouse kick in the jaw with all of her Hellbound fury, sending him sprawling to the ground in a less-than-dignified fashion.
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14.) Eyes
Lightning Lad's legs finally gave out from underneath him--everything was blurred. His hearing dulled, will weakened. The only clear thing was his brother's soul-less eyes, glaring with malicious glee as his brother gasped in pain. "Why, Mekt?..." His tears fell at last.
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15.) Machine
"But you're not a machine, Brainy! And even if you were, it wouldn't matter!--"
"You don't understand, Superman--and I don't expect you to for a few years into your future. Please, just drop the subject. We have--" But Superman couldn't let it go. Usually he would just let these types of things pass, let Brainy work out his own problems in his own secluded, neutral-faced way. But the super-powered boy had found himself restless for days. Hearing Brainy's constant tinkering, fusing metals, connecting wires night after night after night...Brainy's fewer and fewer appearances at any events or gatherings besides classified missions...His refusal to speak any more than seven words with each member.
Enough was enough.
Superman finally had allowed the worry and the slight hurt inside of him to hit its boiling point, giving him the will to pull Brainy aside, a bit forcefully, in order to set aside the cyborg's worries, concerns, and fears--as well as his own.
"This...This is about your ancestor, isn't?"
It was hardly a question, but he wasn't absolutely positive with the theory, either.
"..."
He'd hit the nail right on the head, judging by Brainy's silence, which was only further confirmed by his downcast expression. Feeling as if his anger had been sucked out of his being, like dust under the couch on one of his ma's cleaning sprees, Superman hesitantly reached his hand out, yet making sure that it firmly latched onto his friend's shoulder.
He almost couldn't hold back a wince when he felt Brainy's figure stiffen underneath his palms, as though expecting the boy to crush his upper left side.
Superman used his vacant hand to bring Brainy's face upwards by his chin. A light blush ran across the cyborg's face--which almost caused Superman to smile (who knew Coluans could blush...But then again...Brainy wasn't all quantum mechanics and hardware)--and he loosened his tight grip on Brainy's shoulders.
"Brainy...You blame yourself for whatever your ancestor has done. I know he was no hero, 'cause if he was, sure you wouldn't brag, but you certainly wouldn't be like this, would you?" Again, Brainy said nothing, though his eyes were downcast, once more. Superman, determined not to give up, pulled Brainy into a one arm hug, smiling again when he heard a surprised release of air escape the cyborg's mouth. A gasp. But not a frightened one...
"You're the most dedicated, kindest, truly amazing person I've ever known," he concluded truthfully.
Brainy, grateful that his face was hidden from the boy wonder's view, felt like his voice box had been exposed of. He could only stand there, buried in his friend's chest, engulfed by his idol's arms...Held by his secret (well...kind of) crush, as Lightning Lad called it. How did he know so much? It wasn't supposed to be this way...
Superman's other hand came around to join the first, pulling Brainy into a tighter, warmer, full embrace, and Brainy felt all coherent thought leave him. 'Well...Maybe this doesn't throw off everything...'
"Even if you were a machine, Brainy--I don't think I could ever hate you." He pondered his next words for a second, before seemingly getting the courage to continue. "Heh...You're too cute, anyway."
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16.) Clock
Phantom Girl flashed past the civillians walking along the roads, taking only enough care to phase through anything coming directly at her. It was a race against time, and she was the only one who could even dare to challenge the clock. She could barely think of anything besides Brainy's uncharacteristically frantic voice..."Phantom Girl! Quick, get the solar reflector, NOW! Superman's been exposed to Kryptonite! The others are down or in battle--I need your help, immediately."
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17.) Team
Bouncing Boy whistled loudly, staring at the impressively large puddle of goo Lightning Lad had created with one of Brainy's latest inventions. "Wow, I can't believe that that little thing --" Lightning Lad slapped a hand over the leader's mouth and sat him in front of the mess, just as Brainy walked into the room, staring pointedly at them in the same way he always did.
"Lightning Lad, have you seen my massometer neutralizer gun? I think someone may have thought it humorous to steal it from my laboratory while I was assisting Phantom Girl in the control room."
Lightning Lad shrugged. "Nope, sorry, buddy." He flinched when Brainy turned to Bouncing Boy. "He hasn't seen it, either!"
Bouncing Boy nodded, his oxygen running low. Brainy narrowed his eyes slightly, but turned and continued his search.
Lightning Lad sighed in relief, but Bouncing Boy looked at him a bit peevishly.
"I can't believe you lied to Brainy!" He paused. "...I can't believe I lied to Brainy..." He looked a little ashamed. Lightning Lad, who had been cleaning the mess he'd made in the mean time, only grinned, handing the mess on a towel (Bouncing Boy's, to be exact) to the larger boy.
"And that's why we make a good team," he smirked.
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18.) Stars
Timberwolf stared out across the region of stars, not really seeing them, just staring, giving his eyes a sight.
How long had it been since he'd been running under them, making them his guidelines on a dirt road cut off by a large section of woods? How long had it been since he and his father had been on the same heavy-bodied mass of life? The same planet? Reading the supposed stories and studying the ancient facts of those galactic lights?
"Do you wish you could go back?"
Timberwolf's posture remained calm and unsurprised, though his ears perked at the sound of Superman's voice. The boy-wonder was no doubt levitating behind him, as he hadn't heard the padding footfalls he usually heard.
Then again, he had been deep in thought...
"To my father? No. I miss my planet--my woods--but I don't regret leaving...If that makes any sense." Superman smiled sympathetically.
"Perfectly."
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19.) Humor
"-HIC- A-and than--oh, oh--Brainy, this is GOLD; so--so the Coluan then responded to the Martian: 'Well, don't call me un-advanced--I can grow b hair /b !' BWA-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!"
Superman chanced a look at the small mechanic and didn't miss Brainy's sharp turn as he bounded out of the room, mumbling something about, "Good to see he still has his wonderful sense of humor after that last Recon failure..." Bouncing Boy didn't either--and winced visibly.
"Awww, Brain-HIC-y!! Don't be like that! -HIC- Hey, Superman, lighten him up, will ya? He likes you. Heh-heh-heh...-HIC-Super-LOVE-man to the rescue! Ha-ha-ha-ha!"
Superman mentally decided that Bouncing Boy's sense of humor (while he was DRUNK, no less) needed the same reaction as Lightning Lad being awake at five-thirty in the morning: to be avoided at all costs.
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20.) Justice
Good and evil are sometimes hard to distinguish, like when a person who has good intentions tries executing criminals in their own way--judging them in the way they see fit, but that goes against the law, and some humane rights. Yet, sometimes the best thing that could be done went against the law.
Sometimes it goes against the mind.
In some of the worst case scenarios, it can go to the heart.
Phantom Girl felt her sense of Justice vanish upon witnessing a cruel blow dealt to her mother by one of the Fatal Five. Emerald Empress remained in critical condition for two weeks.
Timberwolf let all morals go--along with his control--when his father attempted to blast Phantom Girl into an alternate dimension with his crazy invention--nearly killing her.
But was it justice--or raw emotion?
That's it--'til the next ten themes. Three more chapters. I can't wait.