Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Young Justice, that includes the Rogues. If I did, this would totally be a movie
Mist: Here we are yet again, right next to the deadline
Whistle: Mist's freaking out, needles to say
Mist: Here's hoping I'm not the only one not done, maybe the teacher will give us more time.
Whistle: In any case, lets just hope the teacher likes what she has
Mist: agreed, now I'm gonna start the story now.
Whistle: But first, quite a few people have asked us how old James and Harley are in this fic, so I'd like to clarify. James is a year younger than Wally, and Hartley is two years older than Wally.
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Chapter eight: My first heist
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(Wally/Blitz's POV)
It's been a week now since I first became a Rogue. It still feels so… surreal. Almost fake. I don't know why I get that feeling still, though, but Hartley promises me that it will go away soon enough.
I've started thinking less, which means I've been getting less and less of the strange headaches. I was beginning to find that James was indeed right; it was better to just let Hartley do all the thinking for the three of us. I wondered how I had ever done anything without him.
I grinned to myself as I put on my goggles, completing the Rogue outfit of the villain Blitz. Today's the day I finally get to accompany the others on a heist!
I'm excited to prove myself to my new family, but I'm also a little nervous. I really hope I don't mess up…
"Are you ready to go?" Hartley's voice asked me from the other side of my door.
"Ya!" I answered him before zooming over to the door and opening it. Hartley was currently dressed in his Pied Piper costume, much like he was when he first brought me here. "So who's all coming?" I asked him.
The older boy grinned at me. "It'll be just me, you, and James," Hartley told me.
"Why aren't the adults coming?" I asked curiously.
"They want to see how well the three of us work together," Hartley answered me, "So they know we'll still be able to get the job done when they're away on missions for the light."
I nodded in understanding.
Early on I had learned that 'The Light' was an organization that was currently co-coordinating all the worlds villains, including the Rogues. I was actually kind of surprised when I found out that everything my team had faced, even Cadmus, was all a part of the Lights plan.
Course, I'm on their team now too.
That was a little awkward…
"So what exactly is it we're stealing again?" I asked Hartley, wanting desperately to change the topic away from the Light.
"Some precious gems from overseas that were flown in last night to be a part of a museum exhibit for the next few days," He explained to me. "And the three of us are going to make them disappear."
"Ok," I responded.
Before I had the chance to say anything else, James came cart-wheeling down the hallway dressed in his Trickster costume.
James stopped right in front of us before lunging at me to give me a hug. "Yay!" He squeaked, "You're wearing your new costume!"
"Well I'm not going to rob a museum in my side kick costume," I laughed at him.
James grinned at me. "This is gonna be the best heist ever!" He declared. "Can we get ice crème after?"
Hartley chuckled at James. "Sure, James," He told him, "After we deliver the goods to Captain Cold we can go get ice crème."
"So what's the plan to get in, anyways?" I asked him.
"Glad you asked," He chuckled. "Ok, here's what we're gonna do…"
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I looked down from the tree I was hiding in, watching and waiting for Hartley's signal.
The plan was simple enough. Hartley, as the Pied Piper, would stay outside the museum playing some tunes to get the attention of the guards. Meanwhile James, as the Trickster, and I would sneak into the building, me through the front door and Trickster through the back. Trickster would head into the room first and get the attention of the guards while I grabbed the gems and put them in a sack. Pied Piper would then play a certain note, instructing us to get out again. With that Trickster would throw a smoke bomb and the two of us would escape.
Gems in hand we would head back home before going out for victory ice crème.
Pied Piper sent me a peace sign.
It was time.
Without wasting a second I jumped out of the trees and zoomed past the distracted guards.
'This is too easy,' I thought to myself, a confident grin on my face.
Heading into the gem room I found that Trickster had already gone to work distracting the guards by jumping on and around them.
When Trickster saw me he gave me a slight wave before getting back to work.
I waved back quickly before rushing over to the display case. I put my hands on the glass covering, vibrating my hands as fast as I could.
Crack!
I grinned as the glass broke around my hand; this was way too easy.
Quickly I began to place the gems in the bag.
I had just gotten the last one in when I heard a startled gasp from behind me, followed by the sound of something dropping.
I whipped around and felt my blood run cold.
Uncle Barry, dressed in his Flash costume, was staring at me, eyes wide in disbelief.
Beside him Trickster was picking himself up off the floor, having apparently been grabbed and dropped by the Flash.
There was silence for a few minutes; a knife could have cut the tension in the air.
Wow, two speedsters in a room and yet it's silent. Guess there really IS a first time for everything.
I blinked and when I reopened my eyes the Flash was standing right in front of me.
"Kid Flash?" He asked me, his face filled with horror. "Is –is that you?"
I didn't respond for a moment, my Uncle's sudden appearance having thrown me off my guard. Eventually I managed to speak; it was the same line Pied Piper had once told me to say when I reencountered the Flash. "Don't call me by that stupid side kick name," I hissed at him half-heartedly, "My name's Blitz now."
The Flash looked taken aback by my words, but he recovered just as quickly. "What have they done to you?" He asked me worriedly, "Did they brainwash you?"
I rolled my eyes at him, my resolve strengthening. "No, idiot," I spat at him. "I switched sides on my own."
The Flash's eyes widened in horror before narrowing. "I don't believe that," He told me, "I don't believe that for a second. There is no way you would ever betray me."
"Well then I guess you're just stupid then," I told him looking around nervously.
"Leave Baby Blitz alone!" Trickster snapped at the Flash as he ran over to stand beside me.
The Flash ignored him, keeping his attention on me. "This isn't funny Kid Flash," He told me, frowning at my attire.
"Then it's a good thing I'm not joking then, isn't it?" I told him smugly.
I'm glad I'm not breaking down like I did on the phone last week. That would be beyond embarrassing. Pied Piper probably wouldn't take me out on another heist for two weeks if I did that!
The flash grabbed my arm. "You're coming with me," He told me as he began to drag me away.
I glared at him and pulled out of his grip. "I'm not going anywhere with you!" I snapped at him.
The Flash looked at me, a horrified look on his face.
Before he could try to say anything in response I snapped at him again. "Who would even want to stay with you?" I asked him viciously. "All you ever did was boss me around and control me! I'm not some stupid sidekick! I'm sick and tired of you running my life!"
The Flash took a step back at the vicious tone in my voice. "They really have brainwashed you," he said just above a whisper.
"Keep dreaming!" I hissed at him as I zoomed over to Trickster.
The two of us heard a certain set of notes being played outside and nodded at each other.
I turned to face the Flash one last time. "Wish we could stay and fight!" I hissed at him. "But it's time to go! The Pied Piper's playing our tune!"
Without giving him a chance to respond I grabbed the Trickster and speeded the two of us out the back door.
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Quickly enough the two of us met up with the Pied Piper again and told him about our little run in with the Flash.
"I'm sooo proud of you!" Pied Piper told me as he ruffled my hair and hugged me.
I grinned at him. "Thanks."
"You should have seen the look on the Flash's face when he saw Blitz!" Trickster laughed. "It was hilarious!"
Pied Piper laughed at him. "I bet it was," He told him, "Wish I had been there to see it."
"I can't believe that deranged idiot thinks I'm being brainwashed," I chuckled. "How far fetched can a tale get?"
Pied Piper laughed at me. "He just can't accept that his 'sidekick' finally snapped out of it," He told me, "We can use that to our advantage."
I nodded in agreement.
"Ice crème time?" Trickster asked hopefully.
"Just as soon as we get these gems back to Captain Cold," Pied Piper promised.
"You guys go on ahead," I told them, "I'll get the gems to Captain Cold and meet you in town in a minute. I want to go for a run anyways."
"Ok," Pied Piper told me, "Just don't take too long."
"I won't!" I promised him as I sped off.
With that I sped off in the direction of home, a huge grin on my face.
'I didn't screw up the mission!' I thought happily to myself, 'I even got to shove it in the Flash's face that I betrayed him!'
I'm a traitor…
Why do those three words hurt so badly?
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Mist: Ok, Wally's almost completely under, but a small part of him is hanging on for dear life
Whistle: His mind may be jumbled, but his heart isn't
Mist: What will happen next? Will Wally snap out of it? Will James' situation ever be revealed? Why am I asking you all this? I'm the writer!
Both: Please review if you want more!