Shayera walked down the hall slightly angry after finding out what humans thought of people who were 'seventeen'. Apparently they weren't adults but very close to being an adult. She was angry. Not at Wally. She wasn't open about her kind of people. Batman wasn't open at all. Why does it matter about his age? She would always look at him as her adolescent little brother. She would watch over and care for him until she grew old. She was going to take care of him no matter his age. She had learned that on earth. She was big sister. She was not his mother. And that wasn't going to change.
-.-
Diana listened to Clark and only nodded her head a bit. It wasn't so different than where she was from. Kids who were younger were training to be warriors were younger than him. She was pleased to hear his age. Young and striving to protect his people. He was a definite warrior. Sure she would have to watch him a bit more but that was because he hadn't reached the full warrior age yet. When he was eighteen he'd be a fully aged warrior.
"Why are you so worried Clark? Children from my home are learning to fight at younger ages. Why are you so worried about him fighting?" she asked. Superman's jaw dropped.
"He's just a kid! He shouldn't be out fighting. I didn't even start until I was twenty-four!" he ranted. Diana sighed.
"He is a grown warrior. He is like a son to me. Or a brother. I would not let anything happen to him. I have never let anything happen before. He has grown stronger. I am sure he will be fine Clark," she said walking off. Clark stood in disbelief.
"He's just a kid!"
-.-
J'onn walked up to Batman.
"Superman is telling the founders about Wally's age. I suggest you either stop him or warn Flash," he said monotonously. Batman gave a curt nod.
"A bit late to tell me that," he said, "Green Lantern has 'adopted' Flash."
J'onn left now that he had passed his message.
-.-
Wally angrily munched on a mountain of food. He was upset at what had just happened. Everything going wrong in one day. And yet the world was still moving on. He still had a boy scout meeting tomorrow. And then he was going to see the master falconer. He smiled at the idea of Falconry. He thought it was amazing. He wasn't able to do falconry on his own until he was eighteen. But he had started an apprenticeship when he was sixteen. It was one of the last things his Aunt Iris signed him up for. He had a hunting license just for that. There was something magical about it. And now with a marine guardian, he was probably going to lose it all.
He scowled. He wasn't going to lose it without a fight. There was nothing Lantern could do to stop him. He would never be fast enough. John just had a title. He would never take the place of his Uncle or dad. Never.
"Are you sitting alone?" asked a familiar voice. He sighed with relief.
"Yeah Question. Want to join me for a bite?" he asked. Question sat next to him and lifted part of his mask so he could eat.
"So I heard that someone in the league has adopted a kid," he said. Wally tensed slightly in his costume.
"Really? Where did you hear that?" Wally asked.
"Green Lantern and Superman were talking about it. They said this child could change so much," Question continued. Wally held his ground. He would not let anyone know that he was that child.
"Well I'm free to babysit," he said with a large smile. Question was as stoic as ever.
"You always seem to have time."
Wally almost sighed with relief. Question actually made things feel normal.
"Luthor tried to adopt a kid six months ago. He was trying to use his brain," Question said. It sounded like another of his crazy conspiracy theories. But Wally was that kid so he knew otherwise that what he said was entirely true.
"Luthor would use Batman if he could," Wally laughed.
"There is a secret brain to the league," he said listing off another conspiracy, "They say he will take over."
"And who might this be."
"No one knows."
Always a question. Never an answer. He looked at the time.
"Oh jeez! I've got to go Question. See you later!" he said. But while running to the exit, he ran into someone.
"There you are Wally," said John. He grabbed Wally by the shoulders. He looked over at Question and mouthed 'Help me', before he was dragged off.
"I need to take you home," he said calmly. He looked up at him.
"Look if it's all the same to you I think…"
"Two to Colorado," he said calmly holding Wally still.
"Your home?" the man asked.
"Yes," he said. Soon their molecules were taken apart and put back together in a large house in the mountains. Wally would be lying if he said it wasn't impressive. But he preferred being in a place where he could see people. Apparently John wasn't so into others company.
"So, when do I leave?" Wally asked.
"When you are old enough to take care of yourself," John said simply. Wally rolled his eyes.
"Look John. I have a life in Central. You can't take me away from that," Wally stated.
"I won't. I just want to make sure you are safe," he said putting a hand on his shoulder.
"I was safe before," Wally backfired, "What's so different now?"
John didn't say anything.
"Your room is upstairs third on the right," he said not answering Wally. Wally crossed his arms.
"I'm sure Shayera and Di wouldn't treat me like this," he said complaining.
Yeah this is not what some of you expected. And I wrote something about Luthor's attempt at adopting Wally. It's called Epic Fail. Hope you read it. Please review!