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Last Chapter: David and Jon-El are getting ready to face off in Keystone and Terry discovered that his younger brother is missing.

Resurrecting the Red

Chapter 19: New Complications

"Bruce, I have a problem."

Bruce's eyes narrowed as he listened to Terry. The teenager had checked everywhere and couldn't find his younger brother. The old man had no doubt that Matt was missing. Terry was young, but he had good instincts.

"I'll check the security footage," Bruce replied. His aging hands immediately hacked into the store's security system and replayed some of the footage.

"Matt, would you hurry up?" Terry asked impatiently. Matt stuck his head around the aisle corner.

"Shut up ugly, I'm almost done!" Matt replied. Terry crossed his arms on the other side of the aisle and glowered. The younger brother stood on the tip of his toes to reach a movie, when he suddenly vanished.

Bruce's eyes narrowed as he replaced the last few seconds in slow motion.

The green skinned figure of Chameleon flickered briefly next to the boy. He touched the boy and vanished with him a second later.

Bruce's eyes narrowed dangerously as he told Terry what had occurred.

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"What the hell's your problem?" David asked. He zoomed out of the way as Jon-El threw a car at him. The young speedster was trying to drag the fight into a less populated area. But unfortunately, instead of going into the country side like he had planned, they had merely ended up fighting across the Missouri River in Central City, Missouri.

"I don't like losing, that's my problem," Jon-El replied.

"But it was a draw!" David protested. Unfortunately, the half-Kryptonian clone didn't share his point of view. The Flash hissed to himself as a pair of laser beams drilled into his chest.

David managed to grab the fist that threatened to smash his brains in. He latched on and began to vibrate his hands as quickly as possible. The rising heat scorched the half-Kryptonian's skin, forcing him to back off.

The Flash immediately took off and raced around the clone in an ever faster red whirlwind. The air sped faster and faster until a tornado enveloped the raven haired clone.

This, as David quickly discovered, didn't do anything. Jon-El flew out of the top of the cyclone, causing the red haired teenager to smack his head.

"Oh yeah," David muttered. "I forgot about that."

A microsecond later, he was racing alongside the Missouri River, hoping to draw Jon-El away from the twin cities.

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"Superman, we've got a situation down in Keystone and Central City," Huntress said from the control room. Elizabeth Szasz punched in a few codes as her older sister, Erin Szasz, looked over her shoulder.

"I'll be right there," Clark replied. Erin Szasz, the new Question (also known collectively as 'Lady Q') answered back.

"Coincidentally Sir, Bruce Wayne is on the line," Erin said. Her face and hair, usually identical to her sister's, was hidden underneath a faceless mask. She gave a grim smirk as she heard Clark swear to himself over the comlink.

"Today's going to suck," Elizabeth muttered. Erin nodded as she ran a hand through her short, temporarily black hair. She wore a blue trench coat like her father, but had spurned the gray fedora.

The Szasz sisters shared an identical smirk that had been inherited from their mother.

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Terry's mind whirled faster and faster as he sped his motorcycle towards Bruce's. He had calmly called his mother to inform her that he and Matt had decided to go instead to the movie theaters. She had been irritated, but had believed it.

He figured that he had bought himself perhaps three hours before he would be forced to tell his mother another lie.

The teenager mentally kicked himself for his stupidity. He should have kept his brother at his side the whole time. At least the League would help him. Terry also knew that Bruce had probably informed Commissioner Gordon by now.

He brought the motorcycle to a screeching halt at the sight of the green figure standing in the road.

Chameleon smirked at him as he held up the struggling Matt. Terry's eyes narrowed when he saw not only that his brother had been bound and gagged, but at the nasty bruise that was forming above his right eye.

"Let him go," Terry warned. He slipped a batarang into his right hand. Matt mumbled at him through his gagged mouth. The teenager hoped desperately that the League had sent someone to keep an eye on his mother and girlfriend. Bruce had said that he would make sure that they did.

"Or you'll do what?" Chameleon smirked. "I already know that you have a batarang in your right hand." Terry growled to himself. He should have changed into the batsuit immediately instead of driving to Bruce's first.

"So now what Boy?" the metahuman asked. Matt struggled as he looked at his brother.

"Be careful what you say," Terry warned. His blue eyes narrowed dangerously at the green skinned man.

"Yes, yes," Chameleon continued almost carelessly. He cast a meaningful eye at the boy in his hand. "The Justice League wouldn't let you into their ranks if you were just a mere boy, now would they? You and your friend the Flash are their new darlings, from what I understand."

Terry hissed to himself, not knowing what he should do. He knew from the League briefings that Chameleon was probably empathic, even if not telepathic. He also had a combination of Kara and J'onn's superpowers.

Not good.

Matt had ceased to struggle against the strange man as he stared in shock at his brother. He could hardly believe what he was hearing. Was his brother Bat…no, he couldn't be! Was he?

But the Terry that stood in front of him was different than the Terry he was used to seeing. He was colder, stronger, angrier…

"Batman," Chameleon said loudly. "Tell the League that Alexandra has decided to take your brother as a hostage until further notice."

"What does Luthor want?" Terry demanded. "Cadmus?"

"Not quite," the other man replied cryptically. "But she does want to destroy the Justice League." With that, he and Matt vanished again.

Terry swore loudly and punched the ground.

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David was starting to feel a strange tingle in his body. To his relief, he had found that even Jon-El was having trouble keeping up with him. The clone seemed now to be moving in almost slow motion as the speedster danced around him, gaining the upper hand.

The strange tingle seemed to be growing.

"David!"

David nearly skidded to a halt when he heard J'onn J'onzz call to him in his mind. What was wrong?

"David, slow down!" J'onn warned. His mental voice contained a note of urgency. "You're going too fast!"

But I'm beating him! David thought back. He was currently pummeling his fists into Jon-El's chest. The two combatants were somewhere east of St. Joseph, Missouri. The speedster could smell the stench of nearby cattle as he continued to unconsciously increase his flying fists.

"DAVID! SLOW DOWN!" J'onn demanded. David reluctantly slowed, feeling dizzy as he did so. His vibrating body slowly returned to normal speed, but not before a different voice entered his mind.

"Who's there?" A strange, male voice asked in surprise. David wasn't sure, but he thought he saw a red garbed figure flicker at his side.

The teenager didn't have time to contemplate this. Jon-El had staggered to his feet, disintegrated shirt and all.

"You're dead," Jon-El seethed. The clone was holding his battered chest painfully. The half-Kryptonian suddenly paused when he saw that the Martian Manhunter and Superman were now standing behind the Flash. Zaranna, Zatanna's daughter, was standing next to them, ready to use her magic.

J'onn immediately delved into the clone's mind to discover the current location of Alexandra Luthor. That being found, he sent it telepathically to the team that was standing by.

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