Purposely short chapters.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Justice League, just the colorful literary rainbows I barf out.
Chapter Five: Enter - The Flash
Sprinting along the sidewalk, The Flash grinned to himself as he felt the wind tickle (or rather, pelt mercilessly) against his masked face, simply enjoying the feeling of being able to run without having to worry about combat. Today was the beginning of Wally West's hard-earned vacation from the police force, though his, ahem, "other" job didn't provide the same luxury, the hero didn't mind it too much.
He simply relished the moment of peace before some idiot criminal would come along and ruin it.
Then again, the attention he would get meant that he wouldn't mind it one bit.