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Not Fast Enough	By : DameonGrey Category: DC Verse Cartoons > Justice League Views: 11131 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do NOT own the Justice League or the Flash. This is a non-profit fanfiction and I am not being paid in anyway to write this.

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[[WARNING]] .. I threw a little straightness in there. I found that I also kind of enjoy the curiosity that women have with gay men, in a sense thatÉ. well you'll see. But just a warning to people who strictly only like slash, there's a female in here DUN DUN DUNNNN! XD
Also, can you guys honestly tell me if this chapter fits with the rest? I liked it, but at the same time, I'm afraid of how different it is. If people say they think it's a little too out of place amongst the others, I'm going to change itÉ
I always have trouble uploading to AFF, so if there end up being no line breaks, and weird characters throughout the document. I'm sorry! I don't know how to fix it! D8
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Batman's cyproterone had done the trick. Wally's mysterious drive was gone for most of the day, when he took the drug.
Oddly enough though, he was like a kid on Ritalin. His personality was foggy at best. Response and reaction were low, his interest even lower, and his humor seemed almost indifferent.
They could tell that he was aware of this change as well. When the drug began to wear off and his drive would return, so would his desire to be himself once more.
Flash knew the importance of focus though. It took some coercing, but he was able to join their battles once more, only if he had the drug.
They didn't take any risk and put him through a training course with the rest of them, while not on the drug. It ended with him letting Superman get the best of him, followed by some inappropriate touching, and then an embarrassed Wally rushing off to his room and a confused Clark Kent staring dumbly after him.
After that Wally was convinced he had to fight while on the drug. What he didn't take into consideration, was how long their battles would last compared to how quickly his nervous system would use the drug when he raced around.
Wally, J'onn, Batman, and Wonder Woman had come face to face with Grodd once more, who seemed to notice Wally's anomaly and took full pleasure in picking on him.
The flustered Speedster kicked into overdrive to get back at the primate, but that only depleted the cyproterone in his system more quickly. He instantly grew slower and more distracted and J'onn took charge of him in order to get him to a safe and out of sight place.
He was overwhelmed with Wally's shame and tried to console the boy, but was also conflicted with Wally's plea to help him so that he could rejoin the fight.
J'onn had come to understand a human's sexual drive, it was far more physical than what he was used to. Thus, since it was more physical, he was astounded with how unaware of their mental activity during sex. For a fleeting moment they felt the orgasm swarm inside their head, and then it was gone, and they could only gain so much of an understanding of it.
His telepathy aided in manipulating Wally's mind into thinking it was climaxing. He went ahead and let it last for much longer than a normal male's, admittedly enjoying Flash's body shivering and convulsing beside his as they sat against a brick wall in a small broken down bar room.
Flash curled into J'onn's arms, and then wrapped his own arms up and around J'onn's shoulders as he rode out the miraculous orgasm. The human's lips were soft and warm and he hesitantly welcomed the quivering kisses that were placed along his jaw line, just sitting back and watching.
At the risk of compromising Wally's *dopamine receptors, he stopped the orgasm and found that he even enjoyed the after effect, when Wally was left gasping and trembling now and then, his eyes darkened, his mouth hanging open slightly.
"OkayÉ I think I'm goodÉ." Wally breathed, standing up and leaning against a wall.
J'onn was left with nothing before him, and he realized he missed the warm body there. He watched while Wally cleaned himself for battle once more.
"HeyÉ what do you do if you have needs like that? Are you ok with, you know, another species?" Flash asked curiously. He wondered if it was just a painful reminder to J'onn that he was alone. Although, he wasn't really, not with the League there for him.
"I've given it considerable thought." J'onn admitted. "It's a natural biological need that is programmed into most species. At the risk of making you uncomfortable, I rather enjoyed that."
Wally laughed at what the Martian said. "Well, I'm glad." He told the green man. "UhÉ what did you like?" He felt like a teenager. In fact, it felt like him and Dick all over again. New territory.
"I enjoyed your reaction. I do not think you are aware of what goes on inside your head while you climax. It is euphoric, to say the least."
"UhÉ well what did you like that I would be aware of?" Flash laughed as he finished cleaning himself, and began to straighten out his suit.
"WellÉ your lips." J'onn said, and as he did, he changed back to his normal appearance, showing that he indeed had no lips to speak of. "It was not an unfortunate among my species to lack, just something that I find appealing about yours."
Wally blushed at that, absentmindedly feeling his fingertips over his lips. The Martian returned to his more familiar league appearance and smiled uncharacteristically. "And your blush."
Wally laughed and rubbed his cheek. "You like kissing?" He asked.
"I cannot say that I've kissed a human before."
Wally couldn't tell if he was suggesting something, or if he was simply stating a fact. "WellÉ" He thought for a moment, and then leaned into the Martian, pressing his pink lips up against J'onn's. It was completely inexperienced and every bit as wonderful as a first kiss.
He felt J'onn's body stiffen out of shock, then a strong hand rub up against Wally's bicep. He didn't want to say that J'onn had always seemed like a drone or anything, but the sigh he gave was unusual for the Martian. And admittedly hot.
He'd gone so long without any sort of intimacy simply for the sake of his identity as one of the protectors of the world, he'd forgotten what it felt like. He felt like all of these new possibilities were within the league were open to him, he couldn't seem to stop himself anymore, which he couldn't seem to do now.
J'onn pushed Wally back from him finally, and looked unsure at him. "Was that alright?" J'onn's mellow voice asked. "É that I just did that?"
First of all, Wally did it, but he wasn't going to argue now. "WellÉ" Wally began, grinning sheepishly. "The kiss aside, I'm sorry I asked you to do all of that, but I want to help bring Grodd down."
"How long will it last?" The Martian questioned, holding Wally back from rushing off at first to make sure that the unusual sex drive was in fact gone.
"Long enough for me to do thisÉ" Wally dashed out of the small abandoned bar and managed to avoid an exploited Batarang and made a B-line for Grodd's newest toy, pulling a fast one on his wiring once more.
J'onn made it out of the bar just in time to see a frustrated gorilla take a slow swing at the Fastest Man Alive. He was grinning widely at Grodd, finally feeling like himself. Kicking ass once more.
They all knew that the cyproterone was a bad idea, but they were short on other options. For the first week, Flash was under careful surveillance, his dosage and behavior. They all knew that it was getting to him.
"Well, where is he?" Shayera's wings stiffened at the look she got from Batman.
"He's in his room."
"Oh, that's cruel." Diana said, concerned for the boy. "Batman, let him out."
"I can't, it's locked."
"You locked him in there?" Superman sounded appalled.
"He-locked-himself-in-there." The Dark Knight growled, not appreciating being seen as the bad guy.
"Well, it's not like he can keep us out just by locking the door. Do you think it's safe to leave him in there?" John asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Yes. We can get in there if we need to." Batman agreed.
They all sighed in relief and went about their duties. The nano machines had a predetermined plan it seemed. Batman had hoped that if someone was controlling them, they would carry a signal that would be traceable, but that wasn't the case.
J'onn had taken to investigating as John Jones once again. He began in bars that were better known as cesspools in the Chicago area, although he realized the need to branch out to larger cities and even countries. They had a known list of figures that had been caught up in the human trafficking market. He had made it a daily habit of tracking them down and sitting in on their conversations and the interactions between employers and other coworkers.
He'd returned to the watchtower just as the league was apparently berating Batman for his mistreatment of Flash, which obviously was not the case.
"Did you find anything?" Batman asked him in a usual monotone.
"No, nothing pertaining to Flash. Although I have plenty of evidence concerning other cases we may look into later. I have alerted authorities, who may or may not choose to respond."
"That's fine, we can keep an eye on them." Bruce said with a tone of exhaustion in his voice, it related to their failure to track the three men.
After two hours, most of the league members had taken a break. They couldn't find anything on the three men or the video.
John walked by Wally's door and knocked on it. "Hey, kid. Can I come in?" John asked. No answer.
He tried the combination outside the door, but it didn't work. "Batman." John called into his ear-piece. "Wally's door is jammed."
"He must have jammed it from the inside." Batman growled. "Go ahead."
John's eyes narrowed at the door as a glowing green wedge eased it open. Upon entering, he saw that Wally's room was a mess, not from negligence, but from outrage.
He shook his head and wandered through the room until he heard the shower running.
"Wally?" He called loudly, but there was no answer. John feared the worst and rushed in.
Inside, there was no blood, for that he was thankful, but what he did find disturbed him still.
He peered in through the glass door of the shower. There was no humidity, in fact the bathroom was perfectly clear and cold inside. Crouching down in the corner of the shower was the speedster, under the ice cold water, and not shivering. John didn't know how long he'd been like that, or how long he could be like that, but the lack of a natural bodily function such as shivering told him that hypothermia was kicking in.
"Wally, get up." John growled, stepping into the cold shower to turn it of. The icy water washed down and over his green aura, never once touching him. "Come on." He said softly, helping Wally up.
He couldn't help but notice the boy's erection, even under that ice-cold water it was still there.
"Come on, we'll get rid of thatÉ" He said, wondering where they'd left his medication.
"Really?" Wally sounded vaguely enthused, and let a helping arm support him as John dried him off with a towel. They walked out into the room, maneuvering across the messy floor. "It won't go away." He breathed softly against John's neck.
"I know buddyÉ" He sat the boy down on his bed, and stood straight to find the cyproterone for Wally but was stopped. Looking down shocked, he found Wally's arms wrapped around his waist and was moaning thickly against the Lantern's groin.
"H-hey." John started, but the warm breath sent his head spinning. "Wally, knock it off."
"NoÉ just let meÉ" He paused. "I don't want to take that stuff."
"I know it must be embarrassing kid, but this can't happen." GL tried reasoning with him, taking Wally's shoulders and squeezing.
When the warm breath turned into firm cold lips pressing over him, his grip loosened and he let his own moan slip. Even through fabric Wally was good.
It took John a moment to notice that Wally was shivering now from the cold shower. Good, his senses were coming back. His fingers fumbled over his groin miserably and John pulled away from him enough to help him onto the bed completely.
"Kid, you're gonna kill yourself." He sighed, but crawled onto the bed with him, much to Wally's delight. "You're in there, right?" John asked him.
Flash looked up at him and nodded, "I just need toÉ" He hinted softly and let his head fall back as John wrapped his arms around him.
"Wally, I know you're smarter than this. What were you thinking sitting under that cold water for so long?" He lectured sternly and rubbed his warm hands quickly up and down Wally's arms.
Flash brought his head back and let it rest against John's shoulder, shivering still, but out of want this time. "touch me." He moaned softly, his hands sliding up over John's chest and shoulders.
"Ohh kid, this is a bad ideaÉ" He berated not only Wally, but himself, letting their flat bodies touch together. Wally grinded into him and found that the Lantern was already hard as well.
"Mm, you're easier than BatsÉ" he laughed softly, his lips brushing over John's neck.
"IÉ really?" He was surprised to hear that for two reasons, he took himself to be cold as well, if not just as. Perhaps he was more flirtatious, but he was also surprised to hear that Batman had evidently indulged the boy as well. John didn't feel as bad about enjoying this as he initially thought he would.
"Would Shayera be pissed?" Wally asked curiously.
"Heh, she'd only be pissed that we didn't include her." John laughed, and a light bulb seemed to flicker on and off in his head for a minute. The same seemed to have happened to Flash too.
"WellÉ. Should we invite her?" He smirked softly, his body curling back into John's arms for more warmth. His slight hypothermia was subsiding, thankfully.
John paused for a moment and then touched his earpiece. "Shayera, come up to Flash's room."
There was a pause on the other end, followed by, "Is everything okay?"
"It's fine, Superman. I just need her opinion on something."
"I'll be right thereÉ" Hawkgirl told him, confusion evident in her tone.
"Hey, are you sure about this?" John asked Wally. The boy nodded, grinding into him again but John leaned back and took Wally by his shoulders. "Hey, do you understand? Are you ok with fooling around with the two of us? It won't stir up any bad memoriesÉ will it?"
Wally stared blankly at him for a moment, his head drooping a bit. "IÉ remember. I think it'll be ok." That sounded sincere enough. "You meanÉ them, right?"
"Yeah, that's ok, I just wanted to make sure you were in there, and not acting on some natural instinct and would wake up all traumatized again."
"You and Bats both."
"WellÉ with good reason, he said you're not yourself when you're like this."
Wally let himself fall back on the bed, landing with his elbows supporting him from behind. He crossed his legs Indian-style, letting himself be displayed while John stood on his knees above. "It's you guys, I know you guys, it feels way more safe this like this." He told John. He didn't know if that made sense to the man or not.
After a moment of silence Shayera slipped through the door that was still ajar. "Had a little trouble did we?" She mused, trying the keypad next to it, which was unresponsive.
"A little." John laughed, using his ring to move the door shut for more privacy.
"SoÉ" She said, leaning back against it to take in the scene. John was kneeling at half-mast, and Wally was nicely displayed before him.
"So?" He grinned at her. Wally only looked between the two of them, curious to see how this would be taken.
Shayera didn't understand the customs of humans as well as these two, but her culture treated masculinity much the same way, the only difference was that they're women had always been seen as equally fierce opponents. There was rarely a time in history when Thanagyrian females would have been seen as anything but equal.
As such, biologically, males and females mated in order to procreate the species, but same sex relations weren't too uncommon. Admittedly, Shayera enjoyed a good fight, and nothing turned her on more than seeing two bodies battle for power. Violent, raw power in the form of violent, raw sex.
Perhaps in this state though, Wally wasn't quite fit, mentally, to battle.
"I don't know how you guys want to do thisÉ" he said softly. "neither of you can get mad at me, since this was your idea."
"Oh, I won't, I'll just take it out on him.." She smiled at John, who only rolled his eyes. "I uh." Shayera frowned as she spoke frankly "Look, Wally, do you really only like guys?"
He half nodded to her.
"So, how do I fit into all of this?" She looked at him sincerely. "I just don't wanna make you uncomfortable." John gave her the strangest of looks, which seemed to offend her. "What? I care!" She growled as he laughed at her response.
"I've just never heard you talk with such concern before."
"That's a lie! I've been concerned before!" she growled.
"I agree with him." Wally laughed.
His bed was pushed up against the wall, with more than enough room for two people, so Shayera flapped her wings enough to lift herself up and over the two, taking a front row seat against the wall.
"So?" She mused, looking at John, who she deemed the leader of this operation.
"Well why are you looking me?" He defended himself, at a loss for where to start.
"You called me up here." She pointed out. That was true.
Wally sat up and decided to take charge for now. He didn't know how far the couple was willing to go, but they could always stop him if they needed. He felt his fingers over John's suit and then looked up at him confused.
"Ah, sorry." He said hesitantly and let the ring produced attire dissipate from his body, wearing a plain black t-shirt and a pair of dark denim jeans. Wally's hands skillfully undid John's pants, and pulled them down to find grey boxer-briefs, then pulled those down as well.
Shayera didn't hide any thrill, she leaned forward a bit, and practically drooled as John moaned, feeling Wally's breath over his bare cock.
Wally wasn't unattractive to her, just not her type, but this was something else.
He moaned himself when he swallowed the length, shutting his eyes to savor it, it seemed.
"Y-you, kept the tongue ring?" John asked surprised, having trouble just forming words.
Wally's eyes looked up and somehow grinned at him even with a cock in his mouth. He let it slip out momentarily, "I've had my tongue pierced before, so that was nothing new." With Wally's skill, John didn't doubt that at all. He used his tongue more so than most other people.
Shayera stood up and removed her helmet, and at that Wally looked, having never seen her without it on. She crawled on her knees behind him, her hands exploring Wally's shoulders and back, and eventually his hips and rear. The boy seemed to stiffen though, and he craned his neck to look at her, shivering.
"Sorry." She said confused.
"I just, need to see you guysÉ I still." He began, then fell silent and jerked his head in a random direction. The three men. If he couldn't see, visually, that it was someone he trusted, his mind would play tricks on him.
"Of course." She smiled at him. She didn't want Wally to dwell on the negative things, so she brushed it aside quickly and moved to kneel beside John and took a deep kiss from him, her hand sliding up under his shirt while Wally's tongue teased the sensitive frenum underneath his cock.
She dug her fingernails into the smooth skin of his scalp. If his hair were longer, Wally bet that she would have been yanking on it instead. She settled for this and bit mercilessly at his bottom lip while they continued to kiss.
The speedster's pace quickened, as did the soft panting through his nose. "Wait a minute." John breathed, and moved away from Wally, a little tipsy, it showed that he was close. He laid back towards the head board and removed his pants and briefs, Shayera helped in removing his shirt and Wally stared at the darkened skin, his hands seizing the softness of it.
Shayera couldn't help but grin, she had very much the same reaction to John's tone. She laid out beside him and felt her hands up and over the taught muscles of his stomach and chest, leaving Wally with the man's sensitive inner thighs. He didn't mind.
He wetted two fingers in his mouth and then let them disappear behind himself. John and Shayera watched. Wally's back arched as he slipped his fingers in, moaning at the feeling.
It dawned on her at that point that Wally wasn't one to battle for dominance, and a side of her frowned, but another side found that she was intrigued more so by this.
He continued to loosen himself and came down on John's length once more, letting it slip passed the back of his throat.
"WoahÉ" John shuddered, just in time for Shayera to cover his lips with a deep kiss. It turned out she liked this, watching John almost be brought to his knees by another man.
She sat up long enough to remove her garments as well, and noted the curious unsure look Wally gave her anatomy. She almost laughed at that.
John turned his body so that the torso was facing her, and his legs spread and bent around Wally.
Shayera let a moan out as John took to attacking a perked nipple, scratching the smooth, tight skin of her stomach and sides. They were rough lovers, Wally noticed.
He stopped what he was doing and sat up, which caught the attention of the other two. The boy moved so that he was straddling John, and without waiting, he took the man's cock in hand and positioned it behind himself.
The winged alien bit her lip and gripped tightly at John's shoulder as Wally's mouth hung open silently, his head falling back a bit. He'd missed this feeling.
The boy let a satisfied groan slip from his throat as he felt his rear touch John's hips.
"WowÉ" Shayera laughed softly, daring to reach out and squeeze a slender but strong hand around Wally's base. It must have caught him off guard, since he looked down, stunned at the scene.
A woman, an alien woman, was jerking him off while he rode her gorgeous chocolate lover who was ravaging her neck, gently. He let a moan slip at that, and Shayera joined him, followed by John as Wally's muscles clamped down around him.
"Move back." John's voice was coarse, which made her grin and she obliged by laying on her back.
Wally hadn't seen many women, but Shayera didn't look any different down below. John used two skilled fingers to part her, followed by an equally skilled tongue, which brought a satisfied sigh from her, causing her thighs to quiver.
The queer speedster moaned at them both, beginning to ride John more quickly while Shayera jerked him off quickly, and then turned her torso to take him in her mouth. They'd created this awkward, yet functioning triangle where Wally was riding John, who was licking Hawkgirl, who was sucking Flash. The three were equally satisfied, save for Shayera, but that only lasted until John began fingering her as deeply as his knuckles would allow.
The three were a shivering mess and all were approaching climax quickly. John's tongue was assaulting Shayera's clit mercilessly, which was the only time, Wally was sure, that he would hear her make such noises. She was mewling loudly, a light sweaty sheen appearing on her forehead.
Wally followed suit as he found his own prostate, loosing himself in the mess of ecstasy. Hawkgirl came before the other two. John curled his fingers tightly inside her while she came, vigorously rubbing her g-spot while his tongue attacked her clit still. This brought him off and he bucked up sharply into Wally, who moved Shayera's head just in time to miss his shot which landed, white, on John's dark stomach. She moaned and licked Wally up from her lover's sweat stricken skin.
The three were left panting from their blissful excursion, and Wally lifted himself up and off of John, falling back towards the foot of the bed. "wowÉ you guys are real pals." He sighed. The other two laughed at his remark.
"You're alright after that?" John asked, sitting up on his elbows.
"Hey, I'm not that fragile, okay?" Wally half growled. "God, after the Justice Lords, you guys have been babying me. It's getting on my nerves."
"Hey, we have good reason." Shayera growled back at him to defend John.
Wally sighed and sat up, pulling a pillow over his lap. "Yeah, I know. I just hate feeling like thisÉ" he frowned.
"Kid, stop that." John scolded him. "I know it's hard for you, but it's hard for us to see you like this."
"Yeah, well you didn't get a porn vid of yourself put out on the net." Flash pointed out weakly.
Shayera and John looked at each other, at a loss of how to tell him.
"What?" Wally looked worried.
"We haven't found the video." John told him.
"And Batman's been through the internet inside and out." Shayera added. If that was true, and nothing slipped passed the Bat, then what could that mean?
Regardless of what happened to the video, Wally felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders. "Wow, I'm totally off the hook." He said enthusiastically.
"No, it could still be out there." John made sure Wally understood how serious this still was.
"I know, just trying to stay optimisticÉ." He said. He was always one for positive thinking.
"Where have I heard that before?" Shayera joked softly. John and Wally both laughed at that.
"Well, I have to admit that you seem a lot more willing toÉ." John paused, looking to Wally to figure out what he meant on his own.
The speedster cocked his head to one side. "Uhhh, have sex?"
"Well not just sex, kid. There are two of us here." He explained. "Usually victims areÑ"
"Not into this sort of thing." Wally finished for him. That wasn't what John was going to say, but he fell quiet to let the other elaborate. "I meanÉ I didn't enjoy any of that, butÉ" Wally blushed. "Huh, I don't know how to make this sound like anything but pervertedÉ"
"Try us." Shayera smirked.
"I didn't like thatÉ but if it had beenÉ People I trustÉ people who I know I'm safe aroundÉ" The two stared at him dumbly, trying to figure out what it was he was saying. "I'm a masochistÉ" He shrugged his shoulders, laughing at them.
"SoÉyou enjoyed it?" John sounded surprised.
"No, there's a difference I think." He said. "Well I dunno. I mean that nothing about that felt safe, so I wasn't enjoying it. But, uhÉ. Hawlgirl watching us have sexÉ that was hotÉ If you'd tied me downÉ. Woulda' been hot."
"He's an exhibitionist." Shayera turned to John to clarify what it was Wally was getting at.
"Uh, sure. That's part of it." He laughed. "but again, not in a sense that what they did was ok. If that video's out thereÉ I'm kinda screwed, I don't think anyone will want a gay super hero running around, no matter how much good I do. That's why I say only if it's safeÉ" He lifted his hands up in a shrug this time. He didn't know how else to put it. But John understood what he was saying.
"I get it, kid." He nodded. "It's just weird, you're so happy-go-lucky."
"I know." Flash laughed. "I have a dark side."
"I don't think anyone can have a dark side while Batman's around." Shayera stopped them both.
"Uh, the point is, my dark side is hidden." Wally argued with her. "So, I win. Bats can suck it." He laughed, and then blushed.
"No." John got up at that point, he didn't want to picture Batman sucking anything.
"Really? Not hot to you?"
"NotÉ something I'm willing to picture yet." John groaned as he got dressed.
Shayera laughed at them both and redressed as well, standing by the door while John finished up. "Well, you never cease to surprise me, Wally." She smiled at him, and left through the door while John held it open.
"I'm gonnaÉ. Leave this open until we can fix it." John tapped the door as he stepped through it. "Otherwise we'll have to open it for you every time you need in and out."
Flash laughed sheepishly at that. "Yeah uhÉ sorry 'bout that." He rubbed that back of his head, "I'll take a look at it, give my mechanic skills a little tune up." He grinned and quickly got dressed while they left his door ajar. He should really bathe again, but after that, Wally could use a nap. The door could wait.
"Batman." Superman soared down from a higher level in the watchtower just beside the Dark Knight. "I think we found something." He told the solemn looking billionaire.
"What is it?" Bruce sounded uncharacteristically enthusiastic at that.
"Well, don't be upset, but I was going through some old files of mine, some old fights. It might be a long shot, but we've encountered nano machines of a similar design before, a long time ago." It was before the League had officially formed.
"Really? Anyone tied to them?"
"Yeah, it was an under-the-table product produced by LexCorp."
Batman had remained glued to his console until that moment. He spun around to stare at Superman with an irate look on his face. "Didn't we already check him?" He growled.
"We did, but these are older, they're my files. And I'm so used to him only coming after me." Admittedly, Lex had focused on the League as a whole before, but his specialty still remained true to Superman.
"Do you think he's become interested in Flash for some reason?" Batman asked.
"I guess it would make sense, after the Justice Lords."
"Obviously." The Dark Knight's tone was anything but polite. "We'll look into it immediately." Batman turned back to his console and leaned in to stare at the glowing images on the screen.
"What are those?" Superman asked, a little incredulous at what he was seeing.
"Nano machines."
"Those are the ones in Flash's blood?"
"No, these are in my blood." Batman said. Superman slumped over on the desk beside Batman, stuttering profusely. "Y-you, they're in your blood? So they can infect us?"
"No, nothing's happened yet." The Dark Knight didn't sound convinced at all though. "Look at this."
He showed Superman a short video of blood cells under an electrical influence. The nano Machines geared into action and began to speed around with the blood cells, perfectly synchronized with the quickened pace of the cells around them. "This is Flash's nervous system, I've duplicated the speed that his body experiences and noticed that the nano machines can keep up with him." He leaned back in his seat to show Superman the video in slow motion, which was actually just a normal speed to their eyes.
"In theory, the machines were created for Flash, his nervous system, although human, is still far different from mine. He's gone through changes that most humans haven't just to keep up with the speed force."
"SoÉ you don't think it'll affect you?"
"If it's specific to his nervous system, it shouldn't. But that's also based on the fact that these machines are not controlled by a signal. They've been programmed to carry out some sort of goal, you could say. Unless someone can manipulate these things, they won't change. Which is why I want to find out who has control over them. If it's someone like Brainiac, we don't want a Flash/Brainiac hybrid running around our watchtower. But if it's Luthor, we know that he's sacrificed the use of a signal for the sake of discretion. There will be a small time frame in which to act if he does use a signal to change the behavior of the nanoes. Either that, or we can harness them as they are now to at least give Wally more control."
"Right." Superman agreed, although his expression was contorted into one of confusion. "Do you want me to pay Luthor a visit?"
"No! He has the upper hand now. We need to wait until we can guarantee that Flash isn't in some sort of hostage position like this." Batman sighed, staring at the blood cells interspersed with nano machines. He leaned back from the screen and rubbed his eyes. "This also puts me at risk, and we need to make sure that the others steer clear of Wally." He pointed out. "If it is specific to him, it may not even affect you and J'onn, but just in caseÉ"
"Right." Superman stood up, preparing to take off.
"One more thing. We need to let Wally in on this, it's been frustrating for him. He's level headed enough to understand how serious this is."
Superman wasn't used to hearing remarks like that from Bruce. "Are you serious?" That meant that the cold Batman was sympathizing with Flash. He'd forgotten their history together. "AlrightÉ" Superman agreed upon receiving a dark look from Batman in response. "We'll hold a meeting." He said, and then flew off to the upper deck.
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Author's comments: ¥ So Dopamine is a natural thing in your body, I think plenty of people know that. This is hard to explain, and I'm not too clear on it, but your neurons have dopamine receptors, and your body is ALL ABOUT BALANCE. So if you receive too much dopamine, your brain takes those receptors away (permanently for the most part) so you'll never be able to receive as much dopamine as you originally could. That's the down side of cocaine, and why users NEED to use it to ever feel that great again. XD ¥ I realize that the JL were probably really proactive on protection against STD's, and perhaps more so in this case. But let's pretend for a moment that this is a perfect world, and that STD's aren't something to worry about. Just angry nanomachines that increase sex drive. XD ¥ I would also like to point out that I am actually used to Wally's suit being kind of like John's suit, as in uh, it's not a physical suit but aÉÉ uh, speed force suit I guess. I remember that from the comics, but it's the other way around in the Cartoon Network show, and personally, I like a shirt that you can physically push up. XD Sexy.
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