Give Me a ReasonWith a loud groan, Superboy pulled himself up and over the high ridge. Happy Harbor was spread out below him, while far above he could see several dark clouds massing. A storm was approaching.
Superboy decided that he didn't care. He was just happy to have climbed all the way up here on his own without using any superpowers. Sure, he could have easily leapt the height of Mount Justice in two or three bounds, but he had wanted to do it this way.
The experience had been just as accelerating as Robin said it would be. He would have to thank the kid later, maybe finally agree to play one of those TV games with him. Sitting with his legs dangling over the edge, he drew in a few deep breaths. He could feel the muscles in his arms vibrating from the exertion and sweat running down his face and back. It felt so good! A small pleasured smile flittered across his face.
"I bet not even Superman's done this without flying or his super strength," Superboy said with a chuckle. Wiping the sweat from
CatchphraseThe sun rose to its peak over Mount Justice, leaping out from behind the clouds to cover Happy Harbor in its warm radiance. Water shimmered as it traveled to the beach where it beat gently against the shore before heading out to sea again.Catchphrase4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a scene of peace and tranquility that was utterly lost on the six individuals who had elected to stay inside the massive compound that once housed the Justice League. One of the many follies of youth is the belief that if you've seen one beautiful vista, you've seen them all.
M'gann M'orzz, or Megan Morse as she was known here on Earth, wasn't particularly interested in the local landscape anyway. Her eyes were focused on the one member of this ragtag group that was as alien as she was, possibly even more. The one person she could identify with.
The one person who didn't seem to notice she existed.
He acknowledged her, of course, but only as a teammate. Even though they lived in this mountain together, she hardly saw him except when attending
CookiesCookiesCookies4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He still hadn't noticed.
She'd been standing there for almost ten minutes, and he still hadn't noticed. She knew he was thick, but this level of stupidity was almost dangerous. If she had been an assassin, he'd be dead twenty times over. A couple of times she'd debated saying something to him, just to see what he'd do; maybe spook him a little. Though, if spooking was her goal, she'd have to have a good plan; the boy had reflexes like lightening. No pun intended.
"Two eggs," he mumbled to himself. "Need two eggs." He bee-lined for the fridge and stooped to rummage. He made a displeased noise, the very same noise she found adorable, and mumbled again.
"No eggs." He stood up, very not amused. "Of course there are no eggs." And, with a speed that would have made Flash proud, he was gone. The only clue to where he had gone was the computer recognizing his exit. She didn't know when he'd be back, so she stayed put.
He was back in the kitchen before the computer finished annou
Young Justice: Beholder's Eye Beholder's EyeYoung Justice: Beholder's Eye4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When Clark Kent walks out of the Daily Planet to the diner across the way, he doesn't expect to see the adoptive son of Bruce Wayne there.
Leaning against the counter with arms crossed and a contemplative expression painted on his face, Richard "Dick" Grayson seems to sense Clark's entrance. Snapping out of his thoughts as his head whips toward the door, he straightens the moment his eyes lock with the Justice League member's.
This is more than just coincidence. Clark can tell by the intense look in the boy's striking blue eyes, by the insincere curl of the mouth that i
Stay With Me~Conner + Megan~Stay With Me4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Something inside of her has broken. Snapped, like a twig.
He holds her close and wills her to trust him. Come on out, he whispers. It's okay. No one is going to hurt you. I won't let them.
Promises in the dark are what he gives to her and he wills them to work. He sits next to her, wrapping his arms around her and stroking his fingers up and down the lengths of her arms. Goosebumps ripple out across her skin, but she still doesn't move. Silent tears fall from her eyes. He asks her if she wants something, and he waits for her reply.
But she's too far gone. Her eyes stare off blankly into a vision that isn't there. Her hands grip his, cold and sweating.
She's been like this for two months. The others have stopped trying to fix her, have given up on trying to heal her. Sure, they'll visit now and again. They'll sit awkwardly in the armchair by the corner and watch her, try to ask her a question and won't receive an answer. Then they'll give up. As easily as
Slow DownBarry watched as the new little speedster ran laps in super speed. Wally couldn't believe he now had super speed like his uncle.Slow Down4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Barry laughed as Wally tried stopping like Flash, but skidding and falling instead.
"It's gonna take some practice to stop on the spot." Wally just kept running around, sliding into stops and jumping over small obstacles.
"Can we run home? I wanna Race Uncle Barry!"
"Aw, you know I can't say no to a race." They got into a starting position.
"Ready, Set, Go!" The two speedsters took off to their home. Barry was running a little over half his top speed, but it was still slightly faster than Wally. They made it home in no time, but Wally wasn't ready to stop there. He started running up and down the stairs and around the house.
"Slow down, kiddo. You still have homework and chores to do before you keep running all day."
Wally pouted as he came to a stop. But he soon got an idea, and he ran up the stairs to his room. He sped through his homework, and he cleaned h
Breaking the ShieldDisclaimer: I don't own Young Justice.Breaking the Shield4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Breaking the Shield
He blamed her for those stupid chinks in his armor. He put too much focus on making sure the most dangerous threat didn't make it through. That was why others like Kaldur and Robin had slipped past his defensive shields so easily... Right? What made it worse was the fact that his attempts were failing miserably. Against all odds and self-made obstacles, Superboy knew he had lost the battle with his emotions yet again.
Still, every injury has two stages. The first is the infliction. That stage cannot be altered or changed once it occurs. The second is the infection. That stage, Superboy had at least some control over. As long as he didn't let his feelings become known, a
By My Side Part 430 minutes later Wally was still staring at his open doorway, the image of Dick disappearing through it still stuck in his mind. The only person who would help him, the only person who cared enough about him the only person he wanted by his side right at that moment was gone. He didn't know when he'd come back or if he'd even come back at all. He'd pushed the boy beyond his limit, over the edge, and had drove him away. The wounded teen felt shame beyond compare.By My Side Part 44 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What have I done?" he asked himself, burying his face into his hands. "I'm so stupid."
He leaned forward until his forhead rested just above his knees, firery hair brushing against the skin as more tears slipped silently through his fingers. All that he had been holding back came out in uncontrollable waves, shaking his body, numbing his pain. He stayed like that for so long this his perception of time became twisted and completely out of whack. Eventually he just stopped. No tears. No sobs. No cries. He raised his head slowly
One night in Mount Justice.Mount Justice was empty, no one was there. The Fridge was full, a stack of movies lay untouched on the coffee table. The training room was empty, no sounds were heard. Anywhere. Perfection thought Artemis, as she grabbed her large green hoodie, a mug of coffee and her favourite book.One night in Mount Justice.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She sat reading for approximetly 7 and half minutes before...
*Reconized Kidflash B03*
No! Artemis Panicked! Hide, then he'll see no ones here and leave. Yes! Hide!
Artemis grabbed her book and ran to the side of the sofa, slide her self under.
Everthing was going to plan but...no the coffee cup!
Wally walked in, he thought her heard somthing, but it was proablly his imagination, his brain was probally playing tricks from lack of food. I mean he had't ate in like half an hour...but what was that? A mug. He picked up the coffee cup,still warm.
Hmm...he thought, noticing that the mug beared artemis' arrow logo on he went to investigate. And they're sticking out from the sofa was a single lock of
BetrayalTrust:Betrayal3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The base was dark, and for the most part, silent; the attack was over; they had lost.
Just minutes ago the team had been ambushed. No one had entered the base since they had gone to sleep the previous night, no sensors had been tripped, the Justice League had not been called, there was no one coming to help. It had definitely been an inside job.
"Wha... what happened?" Robin asked, sleep in his voice, as if he had just woken up from a long dream.
When at last they could be certain of their surroundings the team gasped. The four of them were tied to a pillar in one of the back rooms of the base. Four being Aqualad, Miss Martian, Superboy, and Robin, that just left
"ARTEMIS!" Megan cried.
"What are you doing?!" Kaldur demanded.
"Heh," the laugh came, cold and dry and unfeeling, "What am I doing?" and the laugh could be heard again, "What am I doing? What does it look like I'm doing, Kaldur? I though you were supposed to be smart," and the laugh sounded again, although
By My Side Part 3"Um, Auntie? Where's the meds?" Wally asked, a wary laugh forcing its way out his throat. The look on her face confirmed what he was afraid of.By My Side Part 34 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"There is no more," she replied solemnly. He gulped.
"Well can you call the doctor and get some more?" Her face fell even further.
"I did. He said he wouldn't give you any more." His mouth dropped to the floor.
"He said he didn't want you to get addicted to it and that you'll just have to take Tylenol."
"Load of hooey, I say," his grandmother chimed in from downstairs. The red-head would have laughed out loud with glee if he hadn't felt as if someone had just slapped him.
"You have got to be kidding me!"
"And there's more," his aunt continued.
Isis cleared her throat. "Anyway, your uncle just got called away on a mission and we don't know when he'll be back."
Okay. That sucked, but he could handle that. He'd still have Aunt Isis and Grandma there.
"Also your grandmother and I have to go s
Always SorryDick bolted out of his desk as soon as the final bell of the day rang, whisking his backpack onto his shoulders as he exited the classroom. It had been some time since the day that had started with a beating and ended in his boyfriend's comforting embrace. His eye was back to normal and the cut on his cheek almost completely gone. He hadn't had a confrontation since then.Always Sorry4 years ago in Drama More Like This
The young student rushed down the stairs, eager for a nice, smooth ride home and to avoid the troublesome bullies he'd managed to evade for the past few days. As he rounded the corner and headed out onto the well-groomed front yard, his eyes scanned for the familiar sleek black car to take him home. Instead he found a lanky red-head leaning up against one of the railings, lips curling into a smile as their eyes met. Dick couldn't keep his pace from quickening with excitement, astonished expression on his face, a smile of his own threatening to appear.
"Dude, what are you doing here?" he asked as soon as he got within
Y.J: The Talk Chap.2"Okay Barry you can do this. You've faced a lot worse in your life; you can do this." Barry was standing in front of Wally's door, trying to gather all his inner strength, so that he could confront the red-haired speedster. It wasn't like he was scared of Wally, but trying to tell a teenage boy to stop seeing the boy that made him happy was something that he wasn't skilled at.Y.J: The Talk Chap.24 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Well here goes nothing." said Barry as he knocked on the door.
"It's open!" yelled the red head from the other side of the door.
As the blond-haired man opened the door; he was met with the sight of an extremely messy room. Jumbo bags of chips were scattered all over the room as Wally sat on the only neat thing his bed, casually typing on his laptop. "Wally could you please close that thing; we have to talk."
"Oh no," Wally said as he pushed his laptop to the side, no closing it.
"Why the 'Oh no'?"
"Uncle Barry, I've had my fair share of bad talks and all of them have two things in common. They all started with,