Spitfire Week Day 7: Wally’s resurrection
Genre: Action
Summary: A certain speedster comes back to life but under the terms of the Light’s new plan: to bring down the Young Justice from the inside.
Words: 1,703
NORTH MAGNETIC POLE
June 20, 2017 14:12 UTC
Within one of the many valleys of icebergs atop the North Pole, an orange cat with distinct black markings napped. Behind the cat, levitated a horned adolescent above drawings of a circle encasing a pentagram on the frozen floor. From his parted lips came chants of an ancient mantra that shrouded the ambiance of the icy atmosphere. In front of him, was an Egyptian amulet hanging in mid-air. It was a combination of the Djed and Ankh symbols of ancient Egypt, but it gave off a violet glow.
But beneath them the pentagram took on a yellow glow. And then, red. And yellow again. Then an intensity of both hues vandalized the pentagram on the ice. However, as the amulet's violet glow dimmed to nothing with the ceasing chants of the boy, the red and yellow hue continued to intensify on the floor. And started to form.
The horned lord finished his mantra and grabbed the amulet. He grinned at the finished form of the yellow and red hue. The cat retired from its nap and watched as the two-colored glow dimmed. A boy clad in a red and yellow uniform took the glowing form's place. "Yes!" the lord exclaimed, "All it took was an old pendant and the Lord of Chaos to bring the Light's plans back into action!" He crouched next to the boy and placed his fingertips on the lightning symbol on his chest. "And you, of course." He pressed solemnly on his chest before lifting his hand away. "Kid Flash."
Wally's eyes snapped open.
THE WATCHTOWER
June 20, 2017 11:20 EDT
Her trip towards the garden seemed quicker than her last. She walked past the holograms of Ted, Jason and Tula without turning to meet their gaze. She stood in front of the blue hologram of her beloved speedster and instantly met the hologram's eyes. "Happy death anniversary, Wally." She smiled at the transparent figure in front of her. "If this is all a prank, it's about damn time you jump out of the bushes and say so. I mean, a year should probably be enough to say we can't live without you."
Artemis' smile faltered and she looked down on her feet, "I graduated last month, Wally." She choked back a sob. "Mom and Jade are still missing so they weren't there to celebrate it with me." She looked back up to the hologram with a smaller smile, "But your parents were. They've been so good to me, Wally. They let me move in with them after the graduation. Bart was pretty happy about that, too. It probably feels like having a tutor for a housemate. " She scoffed. She waited for a reply as if expecting the hologram to laugh with her. Artemis looked down again but continued to smile, "Bart looks good in your uniform, Wally. But I know he doesn't feel comfortable wearing it around me." She raised her eyes again with a hand out as if to gesture an explanation, "That's why we've decided to work separately. We asked Kaldur to keep us in different teams." She pulled her hand back to wrap her arms around her forearms, "But I don’t work with the team that much anymore--"
"Tigress?" Black Canary snapped her out of her monologue.
Artemis coughed before she answered her communicator, "Y-yeah?"
"I'm sorry, sweetie but we need someone in Central STAT. I think Flash and Kid Flash turned their comms off. Since you’re the Flash's new partner in Central City, I thought your presence wouldn't be out of the ordinary. And with the JLA in Rimbor for their annual apology, Zatanna looking for Doctor Fate, and the others--"
"Canary, I'm already in uniform." She took one last look at Wally's hologram before turning around to head back to the command room. "What's the problem?"
"There's a break-in."
Artemis stopped walking just by the entrance into the hallways, "just a break-in? Why can't the local police handle it?"
Canary paused before replying, "Facial recognition system of S.T.A.R. Labs confirms that it's Sportsmaster."
CENTRAL CITY
June 20, 2017 11:52 CDT
Sportsmaster lounged in the middle of the control room of S.T.A.R. Labs. He sighed as half his henchmen round up the scientist into one room while the other half collected and sorted through the lab's computers. The henchmen were too preoccupied with the data that they didn't notice the red and yellow bolts of color floor it into the room. As quick as they had come, the henchmen on the computers were tied to the floor and the scientists were nowhere to be found. Both speedsters stood tall before the lounging Sportsmaster. He scoffed at the smallest of the two, "Heh! I thought you were dead."
The shorter speedster winced and clenched his fist. "He was your daughter's boyfriend," he angrily whispered.
Sportsmaster laughed at him and took off his mask, "Last I heard, she's dead, too."
It was the older speedster's turn to wince now and glare at the man laughing at his own blood's false demise. "Listen, Lawrence. Whatever information you intended to steal from here.." the Flash gestured around the room, "Clearly, it's not going to happen anymore." He took a step forward with his hand reaching out to the blonde man and a sullen look. "After everything that's happened this past year. I think that we both know your daughter really needs you right now."
Sportsmaster narrowed his eyes at the man clad in red, "You have no idea." The blonde man took a small remote form his pocket and pressed it. Suddenly the two speedsters were covered by a titanium net that was weighed down by 50 tons of metal balls. Sportsmaster stood up to bend down and face the Flash who struggle under the weight of net, "Listen here, bud. Just because you're the one in my daughter's graduation photos doesn't mean her family wasn't there."
Barry raised his brows at the man's retreating figure, "Lawr-" The blonde man raised a flashdrive in front of the speedster. Barry glared. "Oh, yousonofabi--"
Both men's gaze were suddenly obscured by a black smoke. A girl in an orange and black uniform dropped down from the ceiling, driving her feet into the blonde man's chest. She kicked off of him and back flipped towards the two speedsters. She crouched beside them with narrowed eyes. "What? Supersspeed can't vibrate you out of concrete floors?" she snapped.
The two speedsters' grinned at her before vibrating through the floor. The girl's attention was suddenly drawn back to the blonde man who approached her, "Been a while, baby girl." He smiled at her before donning on his mask again, "I like your hair. Reminds me of.. your mom."
Artemis gritted her teeth at him and stood up. "Do you even care where she is?" She clenched her fist and narrowed her eyes, "Or Jade?"
Sportsmaster patted the drive that was now secured in his pocket, "Why do you think I'm here?" He then turned and ran towards the door behind him. Artemis quickly made to follow him but three henchmen blocked her path. One of them made a move towards her while the other two drew weapons.
While Artemis fought with the man in front of her, she caught a glimpse of yellow and red headed towards the other two. Artemis quickly blocked the man's punch by pushing it to the side. She quickly executed a roundhouse quick to the side of his knee, making the man fall on his head. She quickly turned to the two speedsters who tied the other two henchmen, "We need to go after Sportsmaster!"
The two speedsters nodded and followed Artemis into the door behind them. They were met by a hallway full of henchmen. Bart groaned, "Ugh! I told you we missed some!"
Barry quickly turned towards Artemis, "We've got this." Artemis nodded and quickly turned her attention to the door a little to their far left that led to the stairs. They could hear the faraway engine of a helicopter from the distance. "Hurry!" Barry ordered.
Artemis quickly evaded through three henchmen and exited through the door. She quickly sealed the door shut before running up the stairs. As she ascended, she could hear the copter's noise louder. She finally reached the top of the stairs and burst open the doors to the roof. She saw Sportsmaster with one foot on the copter and a lady dressed in a white coat in his grasp. "Sportsmaster!" She shouted before shooting a crossbow that grazed the side of his pants, ripping it.
Sportsmaster turned around and scowled at the girl, "Haven't I taught you better, little girl?" He stepped onto the copter with both feet and the woman. The copter ascended.
Artemis quickly ran towards the side of the big 'H' but the copter already hovered towards the side of the building, "Let her go! You've already lost!" Sportsmaster laughed at her but ceased when she saw her bend down and hold out the flashdrive. He quickly patted the rip in his pants and fumed.
"You're not the only one with a crossbow, girlie." Sportsmaster took out his own crossbow and shot at Artemis' own equipment, bruising her hand in the process. "Let's see how you play hero without your toys."
Sportsmaster turned to the woman in his grasp, she panicked, "No, please--"
"Sorry." He interrupted, "You're no use to us now." He forcibly pushed the woman from the copter.
"No!" Artemis ran up to the ledge of the building and watched helplessly as the woman fell down the side of the building.
Suddenly, there was a bolt of yellow and red among the crowd that formed below. It ended right below the descent of the woman who now ceased her screaming. There was a great cheer from and flashes of camera shots directed towards the yellow and red figure below.
She saw the bolt come from a different direction. It didn't come from within the building. But the moment he watched two more bolts of red and yellow exit the building, and slowly walk towards the third man in yellow and red, she was certain. "Wally?"
Alas, all good things must come to an end. But what an end it will be with today’s prompt: Wally’s Resurrection! It’s been a fun ride, but at least we’ll go out with a bang, and hopefully a few tears
It’s a boy! Or a girl! Or even twins! Whatever you think it is, it’s time to see Spitfire’s children! Day six’s prompt is Giving Birth/Spitfire Children!
My contribution for spitfireweek, day 5 (technically, it’s already day 6, but I’m just honoring the speedster tradition of always being a tiny bit late here ^^;)
Alfred nodded, “My apologies,” and lowered the tray for the young speedster.
Nelson pulled up the end of his Flash hoodie to the tray and quickly swiped the cookies into his make-shift pouch, "Where's Damian and Lian?" he asked.
Alfred sighed and pulled the tray away to put it on the counter, "In the sparring--" he felt Nelson zip off, "room," he grumbled to himself before he turned back to the next batch in the oven.
Nelson tucked the cookies in with both hands as he sped into the sparring room. "Hey guys—“ He walked in on his uncle Roy shooting arrows at Damian while he dodged, “What are you doing?"
Lian turned to Nelson from the high bar she perched on, "Nel!" She jumped down and Nelson zipped towards her, "You're late." She instantly smelled the strong scent of cookies and pointed to his hoodie, "Are those from Alfie?"
Nelson grinned and nodded. Lian was about a year older than him and she towered over him, too. He opened his make-shift pouch and let her grab a cookie.
Damian dodged an arrow and took out his bow staff. He started to stalk towards Roy as he swat away every arrow he sent flying. Roy was backed into a wall when he ran out of arrows. Damian smirked before he hurled down his bow staff. Roy immediately saw this and stopped his staff with his bow. He let his bow collapse against the staff before he pulled on it and ripped the staff off of Damian's grip.
Damian glared at him as he juggled the staff in his hand. Roy raised an eyebrow at him, "Didn't you hear Lian say cookies?"
Damian clicked his tongue before he took his staff back. He retracted the staff and walked towards Lian and the waving speedster who handed all the cookies into Lian’s hands. Nelson sped to Damian’s right and left as he walked with him, “Hey, Damian.”
“West,” Damian replied. Damian was also a year older than Nelson but a month younger than Lian, and she never made him forget it, even with their similarity in height. Nelson was the youngest and shortest of the three of them.
Nelson pouted, “That’s my dad.”
They reached Lian and she immediately dumped a handful of cookies into Damian’s arms, “Enough greetings you two.” Lian was the eldest out of the three of them. She often took charge whenever the three of them were together. She turned to her waving dad who was about to leave the room. She waved at him and then smiled broadly at Damian and Nelson, “It’s time.”
Damian tuck his staff away in his pocket and held the cookies with both his hands, “For you to tell me why you’re here?”
Nelson and Lian grinned at each other and held hands before they grabbed Damian, “Happy anniversary, Damian!” Before Damian could react, Nelson sped off while clutching the two of them. Damian had been kidnapped by Nelson enough times that he knew better than to struggle while they ran.
They stopped in Damian’s room where Nelson quickly took out a projector from his backpack. He quickly set it up and the whole room was filled with a constellation of stars. “Woah..” Nelson was the first one to exclaim.
Lian was too busy watching Damian’s eyes widen at the stars on the ceiling. She bit her lips as his gaze explored the projected markings in his room, “Do you like it?” Damian quickly turned to Lian, waiting for an explanation. When Damian arrived at the manor, he was immediately acquainted with Nelson and Lian through Tim. “We thought you might be a little bit homesick,” she said sheepishly. “I asked mom what kind of constellations she saw on Infinity Island.” She turned towards Nelson who was still gaping at the ceiling, “and Nel made the projector.”
At the sound of his name, Nelson was suddenly beside them. He beamed at Damian, “So do you like it?”
Damian stared at Lian and Nelson. He wasn’t sure how to respond to either of them and so decided to just look back up at the stars on his ceiling. The two cousins smiled and high-fived each other.
The three of them laid on the carpeted floor with Damian in the middle. The cookies were nestled on his chest as the three of them used him as a temporary cookie platter. For that one night Damian didn’t mind the crumbs that Nelson and Lian dropped onto his floor.
“I’ve been thinking,” Lian said out loud, “Nelson West kind of sounds better than Nelson Crock, doesn’t it?” she asked without turning to either of them.
Damian furrowed his brow at Lian before he turned to Nelson. He was staring at the ceiling with a cookie suspended in his hand. He watched Nelson rest the cookie on his chest before he took a deep breath. “It sounds like a superhero name,” he whispered in awe.
Lian chuckled, “Silly, you are a superhero.” She turned to her side to look at them, “We’re all superheroes.” Damian raised an eyebrow at her and she smirked, “You’re a superhero, too, Damian Wayne.”
“I wasn’t doubting my lineage, Harper. I’m just wondering what qualifies you to be ‘super’?” Damian commented.
Nelson burst into his boisterous laugh, making him clutch his stomach. Lian pouted at Damian, “I’m plenty super, Damian.” Damian raised his eyebrows before he smiled. Nelson’s laugh started to become contagious and both of them joined in.
When the laughter slowly lifted, they found themselves staring back up at the ceiling. Nelson raised his hand up, feigning to catch the stars’ light, “When do you think they’ll let us join the team?” Nelson quickly remembered his father and his disappearance after the Reach Invasion. He thought about how his mom would go away every now and then, investigating any kind of influx of magnetic energy. “If they ever let us, I mean,” he mumbled.
Damian smirked, “I don’t need to join the team. I already run patrols with father.”
Nelson quickly sat up, “Yeah, but don’t you want our own team?” Lian and Damian slowly sat up. “Like Kid Flash and Artemis and Robin?” Nelson beamed at both of them, “Mom says it’s completely different from being someone’s sidekick.”
“I’m not a sidekick,” Damian replied. “I’m his partner,” he smirked.
Lian scoffed and playfully hit Damian’s back, “You sound like my dad.” This earned a mild laugh from Nelson, and a click of his tongue from Damian. Lian smiled at the two of them. The three of them were worlds apart but she could tell they were bound to be good friends and great heroes one day.
She crawled towards the space between Damian and Nelson and grabbed their shoulders, pulling them into a hug before falling onto the floor. The two boys raised eyebrows at each other while Lian laid on top of them. “For me,” she said as she squeezed their shoulders, “we’re already a team.”
Author’s Note: I’m kind of motivated to draw Nelson West with Lian and Damian as the new Museum Heist trio <3
The actually wedding portion was p much non existent - it was just a quick court house thing. Had her mom not been so excited, Artemis might not have even bothered with a dress. Where the day got wild of the was the reception. Which was initially meant to be small, just friends and family but the whole league and more ended up invited and in attendance. The night was fuzzy for most of the adults. Also Artemis told Wally he was going to stain the blue suit if he went with it, but that did no stop him.
