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Kid Lantern	By : JessieMundaiFan Category: DC Verse Cartoons > Young Justice Views: 2074 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: This is a fan-made story I do not own Young Justice. If I did own Young Justice do you think I would be writing stories about?
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(General POV)
"I'm waiting for you."
A green light was dancing around in space.
"Come find me."
The light reached earth and sped through cities and towns. It seemed to be searching for something.
"Willpower is your strength."
It seemed to have found its target as it zoomed straight to a particular home.
"Accept your destiny! Become a Guardian of the Universe!"
The light hit its target.
Darren woke up in a cold sweat. His breath was heavy as sweat dripped down from his face.
"What was that," Darren weaved a hand through his hair trying to understand what he dreamed of.
Even since he was born Darren has had strange dreams. Practically every time he dreamt he was sent to strange worlds and different plains. He saw monsters, aliens, and even superheroes in his dreams.
Weird dreams are nothing new to him.
What is new to him though, is having voices in his dreams. In the last couple weeks he has been hearing a strange voice in his head telling him all sorts of different things about destiny and willpower.
It wasn't a scary or creepy voice, quite the opposite, but that didn't make it any less weird. And what was even stranger to him was that the color green kept appearing in his dreams as well.
"Just what is going on in my mind," Darren asked to himself.
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(Later that evening)
"Are we there yet," Wally whined for the fifth time.
Darren smiled at him amusedly. "No not yet."
"But we've been walking for around the city for like three hours," Wally complained.
"It's been thirty minutes," Darren said with chuckle.
Wally pouted in response but still continued to follow his friend.
They walked two more blocks until Darren finally announced they had reached their destination.
"Finally," Wally sighed in relief, "where are we."
Wally didn't recognize the building in front of him. It was a medium size statuesque building that had a large sculpture like model in front of it.
"The Central City Museum of course," Darren told him pointing at the building in front of them.
Wally looked up at the building in confusion.
"Wow, this city has a new museum," Wally grinned, "that's awesome."
Darren raised an eyebrow at him. "New museum? According to the pamphlet I got this museum has been here for the last fifty years."
"Seriously," Wally looked at him in awe, "I have never noticed this place before in my life."
Darren shrugged. "Most people pass over museums without a second glance. I'm sure you're not the only one."
"Oh alighty," Wally looked at him curiously, "so what are we doing here?"
Darren looked down at his feet. "I wanted to check out their art collection," he told his friend shyly, "and just let you see some of the things I like."
"Oh course if you don't want to be here that's fine," Darren quickly interjected nervously, "I don't want to bore you with my art geekiness."
Wally rolled his eyes at him. "There goes your poor self-esteem again. Just because I get something you like doesn't mean I'm going to completely shun it. I want to get to know you. Besides, I have plenty of interest that can be thought of as 'geeky'. "
"Really," Darren said in astonishment.
"Sure," Wally started to drag his friend into the museum, "I'll show you the extent of my geekiness some other time, right now it's all about you."
Darren blushed in response.
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(In the Museum)
"Here we are," Darren announced, "the museums art collection."
"Whoa."
Wally felt overwhelmed by all the different types of paintings he was observing.
He walked over to the first painting he saw to the right and read its title.
"Moonlight Wolf," Wally gazed at the painting in front of him.
"Nice imagery," Darren pointed out sounding impressed.
"So, what are we looking at," Wally asked him completely lost.
Darren gave him a small smile. "What do you think you're looking at?"
"Me," Wally pointed at himself and looked back the painting, "I don't know a wolf? I told you I suck with this art stuff."
Darren chuckled at him. "Then let this be a little lesson for you. One the things I think are key to being a good artist is understanding how art works and its many dynamics."
He put a hand on Wally's shoulder. "Try to look at the painting more analytically, it'll be interesting to see what you find."
Wally sighed and looked at the painting closer. He stared at it deep in thought until an answer came to him
"Well, I see a wolf that's looks surprised by something it saw and is ready to attack it."
"Very good Wally," Darren nodded at his answer.
Wally grinned back at him proudly.
"But I see something different," Darren replied to him deflating Wally's grin, "What I see is an alarmed wolf that's frozen in its tracks due to shock and is looking at something in alarm."
Wally blinked at him. "Okay, but which one of us is right?"
Darren shook his head. "With art there is not right or wrong answer. It's about how each individual person sees it. That's one of art's greatest factors is how mysterious and meaningful it can be."
"Wow," Wally looked his friends up and down, "look at you mister art guru."
Seeing a blush make onto Darren's face, cause a smile to appear on Wally's.
I like doing that for some reason, Wally said to himself.
"Hey," they heard someone say. Looking over to their left they saw it was a security guard glancing at Darren with a stern look on his face.
"Don't lean on the rail son," he ordered.
Embarrassed, Darren practically jumped away from the rail he had been leaning on by accident.
"I'm, um, s-sorry sir," Darren bowed his head in apology to the man.
Wally raised an eyebrow at him.
As the security guard walked away, Darren gained back his composure.
"So, um, let's look at some more paintings," Darren looking over at some other pieces of art.
"Sure," Wally replied his mind spinning with ideas.
Both of them lost track of time as they looked at different kinds of art and discussing their meanings. Wally was surprised at how much he was getting into it. Art had never interested him in the slightest, but now he found himself appreciating artists a little more.
"Okay so art isn't as uninteresting as I thought it was, so does that mean I can paint like these guys now," Wally asked excitedly.
Darren snickered at him. "It's not that easy Wally, trust me I've tried. It takes work to go from drawing stick figures to worldwide master pieces."
"Aw," Wally pouted disappointedly, "I really want to get something higher than a C in art for a change."
"Don't Wally I'll help you," Darren reassured him kindly.
In response, Wally linked his arm around Darren's as they walked to another painting. Neither noticed the strange looks they got from some passers-by gazing at how close they were.
"So what's this one," Wally pointed at a painting that caught his interest.
"Shoal Green," Wally pronounced slowly already trying to think of its meaning.
"Oh I know," Wally bounced excitedly, "it's supposed to be a sea of shining water or maybe a vision of space or maybe even type of gas."
Wally was getting so into it he was making his observations into a type of game.
"What do you think Dar," Wally looked over to his friend to see him staring at the painting wide eyed. He wasn't moving an inch.
Concerned, Wally gently shook his shoulder in order to get his attention. "Are you alright? Come on, say something."
Darren couldn't respond to him. His mind was caught in this painting the exuberance of its color brought him back to that voice in his dreams.
"Come find me."
Darren's face scrunched up in pain as raised both of his hands to his head.
"Please stop," Darren whimpered.
"You are my chosen one."
"I don't know what want," Darren whispered.
"Darren, please," Wally was now shaking him frantically trying to get his attention.
"You must accept you destiny, before it's too late."
"Darren," Wally cried out.
Thankfully, this time he actually got through to Darren. His eyes came back into focus as he return to the real world again.
He looked to Wally who eyeing him concerned.
"Dude, you were freaking out what happened," Wally exclaimed.
"I, um," Darren didn't want to tell Wally about his dreams yet. He thought that Wally would think of him as crazy.
"It just had a major headache," Darren lied.
Wally didn't look too convinced. He actually gripped Darren's shoulders harder.
"Seriously it was nothing." Darren put a hand on top of Wally's in reassurance.
With a sigh Wally slowly released Darren's shoulders unconsciously rubbing their fingers together.
"I'll take your word for it I guess," Wally told him, "you still want check out some more paintings.
"No! I mean, no thanks," Darren denied, "let's go do something else."
Wally smiled at him. "Great! Now I can show you my geekiness."
Darren smiled back at him.
While leaving the museum something caught Wally's eye.
"Oh," he said excitedly.
"What is it," Darren asked.
"I have to get something wait outside for me."
Before Darren had time to respond, Wally had rushed off.
Shaking his head in amusement, Darren left the museum. He sat down in front of large model in front of the museum with a heavy sigh.
"I have to learn to relax more," Darren said to himself. He stared up at the sky trying to ease his mind a little.
Darren, distracted at the moment, didn't notice that he was currently in danger. From a distance away, a yellow light shot through the air to the statue Darren was sitting in front of. The light cut through the bottom of the statue like it was nothing causing it to become unbalanced and wobbly.
A woman screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Hey kid, watch out," a man yelled out.
Hearing some sort of commotion, Darren looked over to see people looking at him in panic. Feeling a shadow on top of him, he looked up to see that museums model statue falling in his direction. Darren, completely frozen in fear, could do nothing to stop this. He closed his eyes trying to prepare himself for the blow.
Suddenly, a familiar breeze hit Darren as he felt himself being swept up into someone's arms. He winced as he heard the large rumbling of the statue hitting the ground. Opening his eyes, Darren was surprised to see himself in the arms of his friend.
"Wally," Darren blinked up at him, "how did you…"
"Are you okay," Wally asked frantically.
People were whispering all around them trying to make sense of what just happened with the statue.
"Yes, I'm fine," Darren reassured him, "but what about…"
Another breeze came by.
"What's going on here," someone asked.
Darren was about to get annoyed at being interrupted twice in row, before he discover who interrupted him.
"The Flash," he said in awe.
Indeed it was the Flash, the Scarlet Speedster himself, standing in front of him and Wally.
"Hey everybody," Flash greeted cheerfully.
"Hello Flash," some people greeted back while others let out sighs of relief that the cities hero had arrived.
"Can somebody tell me what happen with the statue," Flash asked the crowd around the museum.
"I can," one man replied, "a yellow ray of light came out of nowhere and just cut apart the statue in front of the museum."
"Yellow ray," Flash mumbled to himself.
The man nodded. "And it almost hit that brown haired young man until the red headed one saved him."
Having attention drawn to them alerted Wally and Darren to the position they were in. Quickly they separated from each other blushing furiously.
Darren froze as he noticed the Flash looking his way. The superhero narrowed his eyes at him for a brief moment before going back to his normal stare.
"Did you see where that ray came from son," he asked.
"Um, n-no sir," he stammered, "I was just waiting for my friend Wally to come out of the museum…"
"Wait, wait, wait, you," Flash laughed a little pointing at Wally, "at a museum."
Wally just narrowed his eyes at him.
"Um," Darren looked from Wally to the Flash, "do you two know each other?"
Flash realizing the mistake he made, came up with a quick fix to the situation.
The Flash waved him off. "I know just about everyone in this city kid," he looked into the crowd and spotted a couple and waved at them, "isn't that right Mr. and Mrs. Smith?"
They both smiled and waved back at him. "You got that Flash," Mrs. Smith replied cheerfully.
"Oh," was all Darren thought to say back to him, "so yes I was waiting and then the statue was about to fall on me until Wally came and save me."
"Um, thank you," Darren told Wally sincerely.
Wally puffed out his chest with pride. "All in a day's work citizen, all in a day's work," he boasted in a deep voice.
Flash snorted at him in amusement while Darren smiled at him.
"I'll search around the perimeter and see if we have any badies around," Flash gave both of the teenagers a grin, "why don't you two go on and continue you're little…"
"We're hanging out," Wally quickly interjected, "we're friends."
Flash nodded his head mockingly. "Right, right 'friends'. Well, don't let this little incident stop you to 'friends' from doing 'friendly' things ," Flash said snickering.
Wally let out an annoyed growl.
"Be safe everyone," Flash waved at everyone before zooming off still snickering a little.
And with that, all the people in the crowd around the museum started to disperse and got about their daily lives.
Wally folded his arms glaring in the direction Flash went.
"Um Wally, are you okay," Darren asked him.
"Huh," Wally focused his attention back on his friend, "oh yeah I'm all right."
"So what did you run off to get," Darren inquired.
Wally's face split into a grin as he pulled out a small art introduction book from his pocket.
"I got it at the gift shop. It's a souvenir and a little art guide for me."
"Souvenir," Darren repeated in question.
Wally nodded his head enthusiastically. "I love collecting things! Whenever I go somewhere I always like to get something from that place to remember the time I spent there."
Wally rubbed the back of head sheepishly. "Pretty geeky, huh?"
Darren shook his head with a smile, "Not all I think that's cool. Um, can I see your collection?"
"Sure," Wally cried out grabbing Darren's arm and pulling him to his house.
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A couple miles away, a man stared down at the two boys with glowing yellow eyes.
"Damn that little bastard," he roared punching the side of a wall.
He watched it crumbled beneath his fist with a furious glare. He couldn't believe that little runt manage to survive his first attack on him.
"He's got one more chance," he told himself, "and if he manages to survive again I'll take him out personally."
"There will be no more Green Lanterns while I'm around," he snarled flying off into the distance.
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