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Parallels	By : sirensoundwave Category: DC Verse Cartoons > Young Justice Views: 3184 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Plot and anything you don't recognize, mine. Everything else (Young Justice or any characters licensed by DC) belongs to their respective creators/writers/artists. Just know I make no profit off of this and shut up about it...m'kay?

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I’m baaack! Here’s the beginning of my sequel.
Plot and anything you don’t recognize, mine. Everything else belongs to their respective creators/writers/artists. There are too many to list. Just know I make no profit off of this and shut up about it...m’kay?
Rise Against starts us off with Satellite. Onward!
Chapter 1
Satellite
You can't feel the heat until you hold your hand over the flame
You have to cross the line just to remember where it lays
You won't know your worth now, son, until you take a hit
And you won't find the beat until you lose yourself in it
Kid Flash was trying to drown out the incessant noise of his friends heartbeats, breathing...dear god did Robin always wheeze like that?! What the HELL was that buzzing sound?! I was coming from EVERYWHERE. Not to mention the sound of Superman's voice was really pissing him off. He couldn't explain it but he was suddenly so angry at the big blue boyscout. So angry he punched a nearby wall and there was now a substantial crater and spider cracks up to the ceiling that needed repair.
Superboy was doing his best impression of a pinball; ricocheting about the cave encased in a lavender ball of energy as Wolf watched his master helplessly. Every time he managed to stop he'd slip or bump into or heck touch something and off he went again. He never thought trying to sit in a chair would be hazardous. Sphere had tried to cancel out the inertia field only to get embedded in a far wall for her trouble. The Kryptonian clone understood the following string of beeps and warbles to be every curse word in the book; despite the concussion he just knew he had. He wisely chose to remain motionless on the floor once he stopped again.
Rocket and Robin sat on the sofa side by side. Both were both terrified of opening their mouths. The young scientist to be had already shattered the main computer screen. She had narrowly dodged an incoming Sphere when she 'eeped' loudly in shock. Only it came out as a supersonic Canary Cry. That she couldn’t turn off in any way other than shutting and covering her mouth with both hands. So, of course she could assist Superboy or even tell him there was an off switch on the belt without possibly blowing out his eardrums in the process.
No matter what, everything that came out of the team ninja's mouth was backwards with bizarre consequences. He had tried to see if Bats was okay after the cause of the explosion just vanished. His mentor was still lying in the infirmary unconscious from the events prior to said explosion. The power had been knocked out so his monitors were offline and the Batman was making a disturbing gurgling noise. Suddenly hysterical, the boy wonder pleaded for his mentor to say something. Anything. Guess what happened? What came out was “Gnihtyna, gnihtemos yas ecurB esealp! Yako eb!”. Robin was unsure whether to laugh, cry or what when his surrogate father jumped up and began sing “Ragtime Gal” and dance like the WB frog before falling back onto the bed as if nothing had happened.
That was six minutes ago when they were now waiting for the League to show up after sending the distress signal from his wrist computer.
He had tried to tell Zatanna to slow down a moment ago. Watching her zip about and talk at mach 2 was grating on his already frayed nerves. B-ut what came out was "Annataz nwod wols!".
The apprentice magician had been grateful at first to not be blurring by. During the attack she had been running towards a downed Artemis but afterwards she couldn't get her feet to stop! She had bowled over nearly everyone who arrive afterwards but avoided Superman expertly. She had no interest in imitating a bug v. windshield by slamming into him at 70+ mph. But now she was moving at a snail's pace, even her thoughts were slow and kinda hazy. She wanted to throw up.
Artemis was doing her best keep from literally drowning on dry land. Her lungs were on fire, feeling like an elephant was standing on her chest. The gills on her throat were constricting violently, unable to process the oxygen in the air. Her field of vision was slowly being eaten away around the edges by black dots. It did not help when pipes began to creak dangerously. The water inside was attempting to aid her.
Aqualad quickly recognized she was having the same problem all Atlanteans had their first few trips to the surface world. Wait...can you still be an Atlantean without gills? Nevermind. Her panic washed over him like a rip tide. Why did everyone look so short? And what happened to his arms? Refocusing on his distressed friend, he drug her to the kitchen, filled the sink and dunked her head in the water. Green Arrow was about to freak out until she gave the thumbs up sign while submerged.
Though it was kind of odd to see a 10 ft white thing standing over his protege, one long gangly arm,holding her head under the water.
Miss Martian was experimentally poking her tan freckled face. It was real, not an illusion! She was so happy only to instantly be consumed by overwhelming depression, guilt and a fear being alone. Not being able to feel anyone's mind made her feel vulnerable and cold inside.
That left an angry, scowling Black Canary who was glaring at everyone and resisting the urge to punch Kid Flash. Somehow this had to be his fault. But if what she thought happened did happen, she'd only shatter every bone in hand and possibly arm.
Two little kids sat in the middle of the madness looking peaceful as they slept. One had long black braids down her back and chestnut skin. The other spiked platinum blonde hair contrasting his skin that was pale as snow. Both in plain white frocks. The two were curled up against each other on the opposite end of the couch dead to the world. They were soo cute and seemed fine.
What... the... fuck?
That was the collective thought if the Leaguers as they looked at the chaotic scene involving their proteges. It was official, both teams hated this new villain with a passion.
To think this all started with the teens begging for the night off to go to the summer festival at Happy Harbor High.
*36 hours prior*
"Okay this is gonna work out how?" Roquette yawned. "And why are we up at the asscrack of dawn?"
Since it was the end of the school year, the League decided it wouldn't hurt to have YJ stay under one roof for the summer. The only ones still going to school were Conner and Megan. It was mainly an issue of truancy as Conner had spent the last 2 days sleeping in the student commons and the Bumblebees were finishing plans for the Annual Summer Festival to officially start summer vacation.
A lot had happened since New Years. There were at least two official couples now and other relationships had been put to the test.
Despite their New Year's kiss, Raquel and Kaldur had merely become close friends. They entertained the notion of romance for all of an hour into the new year before deciding to get to know each other first. 3 months into that, the realized friendship was probably a better route.
Raquel balanced her time between Dakota and Happy Harbor much to the chagrin of her former crew. Though they did not know exactly why she stopped hanging out with them, they strongly suspected "that oreo talkin' brother with the fucked up eyes" that visited her and her aunt for dinner a few times had something to do with it. Despite the fact that she had dropped them like the bad habits they were a few months before that. Future Leaguers couldn’t hang out with juvenile delinquents who had no intention of reforming their criminal ways. She did miss them but she realized that even heroes couldn’t save everyone.
Kaldur was settling into a more permanent life in the surface world quite well. He attended school with Megan and Conner, standing out just as socially awkward as the two of them. After school he spent much of his time doing homework, swimming at the beach near his apartment (there was a pool but it contained far too much chlorine for his liking) hanging out with Raquel or just meditating. He had been looking into being a lifeguard or swim instructor at the beach for the summer. Raquel’s aunt adored him and the positive influence he was having on her sweet niece.
Megan and Connor were steadies much to no one's surprise. Both were equally clueless about earth cluture so it took the pressure off goofing up in front of each other. Megan was getting much better at cooking, especially since discovering Food Network and the Cooking Channel. Connor helped too sometimes. The team was often treated to kind of the ordinary dishes like duck l
'orange, bacon cheeseburger meatloaf, turkey with lavender and fig dressing, and West African Peanut Soup. All in one week. The same week Kaldur’s peanut allergy was discovered. There was now an emergency epi-pen in the kitchen and several in the medical wing.
Not everyone was doing so great.
Zatanna wasn’t adjusting to her father’s sacrifice very well and that was part of the reason she and Robin didn’t last a month. Robin had noticed strange scars peaking out from under her clothes a times and realized she had become a cutter. He felt stupid for not seeing the signs until Canary reminded him that as a sorceress, she was able to hide her handiwork better than most. They had a massive fight that resulted in her being taken off of active duty for some time to receive counseling with Canary. She had only recently returned to the team in hero capacity but still lived at the cave because of her situation.
Poor Robin blamed himself for not being strong enough to help someone he really cared for through an emotional rollercoaster. He knew that he himself was somewhat emotionally stunted (living with Bruce had not helped that at all) but never realized how bad it was until he tried to enter into a romantic relationship. The Boy Wonder became increasingly sullen and broody, culminating in a fist fight with Wally. His best friend.
Wally got a black eye for just asking how the little bird was doing in March. Right after having an arguement with Artie over how bizarre he had been acting himself. Robin twisted his ankle in the resulting brawl.
More time on the successes and train wrecks that had occurred in the last six months later.
The team was gathered in the den in varying states of undress. Megan was sleepily clutching the bunny Connor had given her as a present and rubbing her eyes. The Boy of Steel held her in his lap wide awake. He and Wally were both usually up at 5am anyhow. It was too early for Zatanna to be lucid and she was dozing lightly in her chair. Kaldur and Robin were both used to early rising but it did not make them morning people. Artemis was contemplating how to hurt her sweet but idiotic boyfriend.
Wally had called the meeting to discuss Operation Hooky. The festival was in a few days and they had all been looking forward to going. Previous requests for the night off were met with a stern no citing that it would be a prime time for criminal mischief and they would need to be on duty. Not cool! The League managed to find time to have their own lives, why should they be denied the same? It was just a high school sponsored community festival. What could possibly go wrong?
Sigh...when would they learn not to tempt Murphy’s Law? Fated tended to deliver nutshots to those who did.
*I am bum...bum...bum...a line break!*
So the story begins. Life isn’t all sunshine and rainbows for our heros. What the happened in a day and a half?! Stay tuned for more coming soon. Reviews are always appreciated but not required. Sirensoundwave out.
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