Ever since Superboy found out about me and Wally spying on him, he's changed. A lot. First of all, he hasn't been to the Alley to sell his Pot. Possibly he's already gotten the thing he was saving up for, but I'm still not sure. And second of all, he hardly ever talks to me and KF anymore. I guess he's just worried we'll blackmail him, or something.
But even though Superboy won't go to his regular selling spot, doesn't mean that Wally and I will stop. We've kept going there every night since. And tonight, I'm finally going to try to get closer to Wally. I know we're already close, but even closer. We're standing here in the cold wind, when I suggest to just go home, I mean, I was tired anyway.
"Well why don't we just stay?" He said, "Well, for a while. At least." I thought about the offer. Because the whole reason we started sneaking out was to be alone together. And the truth is, I've wanted to actually be alone with him for a long time, we just never got the chance.
"Yeah. Sounds good," I answer, trying not to sound too excited. But really, on the inside I was as happy as Robin when he got his new video game. And he was very excited. He even slept with the thing!
"Well come here," he motioned me to get closer to him. I laughed a little and stepped into his arms. We hugged each other for as long as I remember. When finally he spoke, "I'm sure going to miss that dumpster." I laughed and stepped out of his arms, feeling the cold wind brush against my arms.
"Yeah," I started, "And I'm sure going to miss sneaking around and spying on Superboy all night." We both laughed and fell to the ground. I was sitting on Wally's lap, with my hands on his chest, and I never wanted to move. Well maybe just move closer. And closer... Then he started leaning in to me. And closer... We were nearly centimeters from each other's lips. Yes. This is-
"Eh hem!" Someone shouted, interrupting my thoughts, and my kiss. I jumped back, startled by the noise, and stood up. KF did the same. I squinted, trying to get a closer look on the mysterious silhouette about ten yards in front of me.
"Who's there?" Wally yelled, a little scared sounding in his voice.
"Who do you think?" The shadow replied. I could almost recognize the voice. It was in the back of my througt, slipping it's way to the tip of my tongue...
"Superboy!" I yelled, finally realizing who it was, spying on us this time. I ran over to him, angry, yet relieved. At least it wasn't, like, Aqua Lad spying on us, or we would be screwed. But now Superboy knows that me and Wally are a couple. Uh-oh.
"Superboy!" Wally repeated, running toward him also. "What are you doing here, spying on us!"
I could see Superboy a little better now, as I was only a couple feet away from him. His face looked scratched, and his cloths torn. What happened to him?
"What happened to you?" I asked, repeating my own thoughts. And now that I look harder, I can see mud splattered all over his body, and some blood on his pants. "You look like a mess!"
"And what are you doing spying on us!" KF screams, his face as red and hot as a pepper.
"I'll explain all of those questions later, but right now we have to go," he answers, looking around the alley-way.
"Why? Where? What other secrets do you have, Superboy!" I yelled at him, furious and terrified.
"Because-" He starts but the sound of a gun-shot cuts him off. "That's why!" We look at where his finger is pointing, to the back of the alley, and see a man pointing a gun at us. We hear the gun shoot again, straight at us, and it hits me in the leg.
"Ahh!" I scream at the top of my lungs, falling toward the ground.
"Artemis!" Wally yells, catching me up from the ground. Now I'm dangling in his arms as the world seems to disappear from sight.
"Run!" Superboy exclaims, as he jumps one-hundred feet in the air. KF starts running as fast as he can (which is about five-hundred miles an hour) toward the Pot-Seller. (Well not anymore, I guess.) We're going so fast that I catch bugs in my dry mouth. I try to close it, but fail after the first try.
We hear the gun shoot again, and even though the man chasing us is about a mile away, the bullet still hits Wally in the arm. I fall out of his hands, and slide onto the rocky street. He doesn't stop though, he just keeps on running. Come back! It seems that I have only closed my eyes for about one second, but when I open them, I see the Gun-Specialist towering over my un-moving body...
Pointing the gun right at my head.