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Not Fast Enough	By : DameonGrey Category: DC Verse Cartoons > Justice League Views: 11131 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Not Fast Enough Chapter VIII
"Hey, uh, Dick, why are we here again?" Flash asked his old team mate, looking around at the high-tech, underground decor of Deathstroke's lair.
"Because he's good with this stuff. Even the old man agreed." Nightwing reminded Flash for the fiftieth time.
"'Kay, could we not call Bruce an old man?" Flash rubbed the embarrassment out of his face.
"I knew it! You totally did sleep with him!" Nightwing exclaimed, laughing at Flash's reaction.
"Fine, I get it! Just knock it off, it's weird!"
"Why? Just because you slept with a guy who's old enough to be your dad?" Nightwing poked fun at Flash.
A soft chuckle filled the room from every shadowy corner. "Now, Grayson. You're really one to talk."
Nightwing growled into the darkness, followed by a lethal birdarang that obviously hit something in the shadows.
"Mm, good aim... Remind me to punish you later."
"That's not fair! You let me hit you!"
"Oh? Where's your proof?"
"What was that?" Flash interrupted them both with a sneer.
"Nothing." Nightwing fumed.
"Hey, Rob, wait." Flash rushed after his old friend as he sped up through two double doors that opened up.
Somehow, Slade had made his way quickly to the other side of the doors and handed Nightwing his little toy. Dick gained an expression that said that he knew he didn't hit Slade, but then he wondered how the man had ended up with his birdarang. He slouched his shoulders as he stormed passed, waving his hand between Flash and Slade. "Wally, Slade; Slade Wally."
"Woah, Rob! Wally?" Flash waved his hands nervously.
"I already knew." Slade said reassuringly, his one eye that was peaking out his mask squinted as he grinned. "I also already know why you're here." the man lead them both further into his lair, much resembling Bruce's set up.
"Hey, Rob, are you noticing a trend here?" Wally gazed around at the somewhat dark interior.
"What kind of trend?" Nightwing grumbled, he was still upset with Slade.
"You're... Young..."
Dick glanced sideways at Wally, waiting for the rest of his revelation. "Yeah?"
Wally simply pointed at Slade and then all around his lair.
Nightwing glanced all around, and then stared at Slade for a bit. "You... noticed that we're involved?"
"Well, you and him... Me and Bats... They're both kind of gadget happy rich guys, and we're both young..." Wally said with wide eyes as though it was an important discovery. "I wonder if Raz al Ghul has any-"
"Woah! There's nothing there! I mean, you and Bats are kind of... Well, there's nothing between us, we just fuck each other." Dick said blatantly, ignoring Slade's snicker. Robin waved his hand at Flash out of annoyance and proceeded to the large console protruding from the wall beside Slade. "Just, don't read too much into it." he sighed irritated.
Wally slumped a bit, he was only trying to make a point. When he joined the two, Slade had already begun to pull windows up on his computer. "These are readings that Robin brought." The older man stated, opening several other windows that overlapped one another.
"Aren't these Bats'?" Wally interrupted.
"They're important." Slade emphasized important for the Speedster.
Wally turned to Dick, wide eyed and somewhat upset. "Aren't those Batman's readings?" he whispered, in an accusing fashion.
Slade didn't let Dick answer, he only straightened in front of Flash, still taller than the Speedster by far. "They're his readings, but these are my design." he said, pointing to the tiny nanobots swimming among blood cells in a small video clip. There was another video clip that showed one of the nanos disassembled and rotating 360º for the viewer to see every angle of the tiny contraption.
"You made these?" Flash looked incredulously at the man, but before Slade could say anything to defend himself, Flash had the man by the collar of his suit, pushing him back over the console counter, glaring at him. "Why the Hell would you do this to someone? What was your God damn purpose?"
Slade looked surprised, and he should have. The only other time Dick had seen Wally that upset was when Barry had disappeared. He didn't say anything, he waited.
"I don't know what the goal was, because I didn't make these ones."
"You... But you just said." Wally looked confused, releasing Slade, but not apologizing.
"I recognize them. I'm the only one who could pull off this sophisticated design, but I didn't make these." Slade explained, turning back to examine the files that had been brought from Bruce's bat cave.
"So did someone steal your design?" Dick asked, turning to the console as well.
"Even if they had, you'd have to be able to think like me in order to understand them." Slade said somewhat proudly.
"Is there anyway that you made them, and then forgot?" Wally asked, joining them both at the console again.
"No, I keep logs of everything I come up with." Slade mumbled, leaning in closer to the console screen as he blew up one of the clips.
"Is that so?" Dick asked, leaning in closer as well.
"You don't get to see them." Slade said in response to Dick's intrigue, not missing a beat.
The teen growled and spun around angrily, leaving the two to stare at their video clips. It would have made his job a lot easier as a hero to see those logs.
"I just... Don't get what their purpose is. It can't be something as simple as, that... Could it?" Wally blushed. What's the pointing of giving him this obnoxious sex drive?
"I don't think that's their main purpose." Slade said, opening a text file from Bruce, they were notes that the billionaire had been keeping on Flash. "I think, there's an underlying function that Luthor must have tried to override."
"Do you know what that function is?" Wally sounded nervous, trying to make sense of what Batman had written down about him.
"More production of some chemicals, some important chemicals. Neutrophils, basophils, eosinophils, all kinds of white blood cells. They also seem to be delivering a large amount of resources to your spleen as well... I'm even finding production of stem cells and progenitor cells, even oligodendrocytes." Slade rubbed the chin of his mask habitually, leaning in closer to the console.
"Stem cells?" Wally sighed. More stems cells for what? Was he about to lose brain tissue or something? Oligodendrocytes keep the axons in his neurons insulated in myelin. He felt insulted for a moment. Was this some sick way of someone telling him he was slow? White blood cells and spleen production, "That's kind of... it seems to have a lot to do with my immune system." Wally noted.
"I think that's a very valid point." Slade gave the boy credit. He noticed Wally slumping a bit, leaning on the console.
The Speedster had hoped this would be a quick trip. "I thought you guys would have this figured out when I got here." he mumbled.
"I don't like to give Bruce too much credit, but if he couldn't figure this out, it will at least take me some time." Slade leaned back a bit, watching Wally as he began to blush softly. "I am willing to bet that your immune system is a large key, the problem is, we don't know why anyone would want to enhance it. And quite frankly, it makes me nervous."
"Makes you wonder if there's something we don't know yet?" Wally agreed, dropping his head on the console with a metal thud.
"I hate to ask this, Flash, but do you have any illnesses such as PML, MS, HIV... Herpes?"*
Wally shot up straight and gave Slade an incredulous look. "Excuse me?" He half laughed out of disbelief.
Dick came back finally, noticing Wally's flustered state. "You forgot it?" he rolled his eyes, throwing Slade a warning glance as he retrieved Wally. "We'll just be a bit." Dick said, pulling Wally down a corridor that led to a smaller office, one with a more comfortable atmosphere.
"I'm sorry, although I'm glad I guess." Flash said, embarrassed.
"He can be a little up front." Robin said reassuringly, "I promise that he's only trying to help... I hope." He had to remember that Slade was a villain after all. He placed Flash down on the couch and frowned at him. "Maybe you should just carry a larger dose on you." he sighed.
"I know, I just have to worry about putting it somewhere." Flash fidgeted until he freed himself from his suit, sighing in relief. He looked at Dick apologetically, almost hiding his erection in both hands.
Robin stood, slipping his nightwing costume off from the waist down, he had already gained a sizable erection, giving Wally the go ahead by massaging his own hardon in one hand, using his other to steady himself while he straddled Wally's lap. The raven haired boy rubbed them both together, moaning in unison.
It was at about this erotic moment when Slade opened up his security camera system, he quickly found the two in a study close by and he grinned, pulling up a chair.
Robin opened his legs wider so that he could feel Flash's balls between his cheeks. The Speedster had obviously been prepared for sex, but not for Robin to take the initiative. He was even more shocked to see Robin pull out a tiny metal object. Slade's grin widened as he watched and his hand tightened around the base of his cock as he saw what it was Robin had.
The younger man had pulled out a gauged sound, the top of which had Slade's emblem on it. He slipped it in his mouth for a moment while he slid a hand behind himself, fingering, stretching himself for Flash.
Flash also wasn't used to topping, but he wasn't going to complain. He moaned when Dick slid off for a moment, quickly taking the sound out while he lathered a fair amount of saliva over Wally's cock, looking up and enjoying the heated moan that Flash gave him, watching. He then straddled the Speedster's lap again, moaning as he sat back a bit, letting Flash prod his anus until finally slipping deep inside. Robin was tight, and his muscles responded well to the strong thrumming that came from Flash's cock inside him.
"How are you..." Wally began, but he stopped when he realized he was about to admit to expecting his best friend to be loose.
Robin laughed and moaned, "He has ways of keeping me tight." The phrase was arousing for all three of them.
When Robin slipped the sound in once more, lathering it up with his tongue, he wasted no time in slipping the thin tip down, slowly, inside his urethra. The hero hissed, and he bit his lip just as Slade had while he watched. Robin began to rock his hips back and forth, rolling them while he worked on sliding more of the sound down inside his cock. Flash watched with horrified fascination. He moaned each time Dick rotated his hips, and each time his muscles would twist around him.
Slade had his legs spread out in the computer chair and moaned proudly at the thick amount of pre gathering at his tip, he watched as the boy began to bounce on Flash's lap, while the other attacked Nightwing's neck, biting at it, moaning. The sound was now in completely, and Robin would rotate it a bit, and then pull it out only to push it back in. Wally's cock was doing just about the same inside Robin, the two were moaning so loudly now that, not only could he hear them from the security feed, but he could hear them from the hallway as well.
Slade caught a glimpse of a fine sized bruise on Nightwing's thigh, it was a hickey that he'd been rough with, so much so that it had bruised a dark blue. He could tell from Grayson's wining that Flash was being too gentle, and he could also tell that the hero was expecting more. It still made him hard, so he settled for the scene playing on his security feed.
Robin was getting antsier, riding Flash down into a slouching position, grinding his hips down each time and gasping. He cursed as the sound fell out and bent far over to get it. While he was distracted, he lookup up into the corner, seeing the small glare of a camera. Dick sat back up and leaned in close to Flash. "I wanna get him in here." he whispered sharply, still trying to get a good amount of pain out of this.
Flash nodded hesitantly, and the instant he did, Robin looked up at the camera, his motion stopping for a moment. "I know you're watching us, get the hell in here!"
Flash seemed completely surprised. When Robin suggested that they were being watched, he made to cover up somewhat. It did no good, Robin held his arms a bit. "It's fine, he 's good I promise.." Robin moaned the last part. He let go of Wally's arms seeing a small glint of discomfort in his eyes. That's right, he couldn't do that to his friend. "Hey, you okay?" he asked, attempting to kiss the side of Wally's ear gently, trying to appear gentle at least. Robin gave a few soft moans, licking the shell of Wally's ear and then sucking on the lobe, kissing the patch of neck just behind his ear. It took a moment, but Wally finally started moaning again, bucking up against Robin.
At that point, they both heard heavy boot steps falling, and Robin didn't even turn, he only leaned back and felt a bare cock between his shoulder blades, and a pair of gloved hands grab tightly around his arms, pushing him down harder on Wally.
"Ah, fuck." Nightwing gasped, tightening his legs at Wally's sides. Flash moaned as well. He trembled when he felt Slade's eyes on him, but Robin's insides were tight and squirming and he almost lost it, his head spinning.
Slade took the small sound from Grayson's hand and slid the smooth length of it through the slit of the his cock. Nightwing couldn't pull himself on and off of Flash's cock with Slade leaning on him like that, so he took to rotating his hips. Meanwhile, Slade was grinding his cock into Grayson's back, quietly enjoying the show while he slid the sound down Nightwing's urethra.
Flash gasped as Robin's nails dug into his hips, hissing until he was sure they'd broken the skin. He helped when he felt Slade's hands on his ankles, they pulled him further off of the couch so that Slade could kneel behind Robin, and between Wally's legs.
The man lifted his mask for a moment, but he did it so that Flash couldn't see. He only saw the head lower into the crook of Robin's neck and the boy hissed sharply, arching, moaning loudly, almost screaming and bucking on top of Flash. When Slade pulled his face away, returning the mask to it's usual position, he saw a bleeding bite mark on Robin's neck that pooled in the dip of his collar bone. Wally thought he liked it rough, apparently not as much as his best friend.
He felt Slade against his thigh and his butt cheeks and sat up a bit. "Wait, the nanos." he gasped, placing a hand on Robin's stomach to stop them both.
He saw Slade's eye squint in amusement as he chuckled. "You don't think I already have them?" Robin grinned sheepishly at Flash adding to Slade's response.
He felt the two adjusting their positions a bit, and he braced himself for a man roughly Bruce's size to violate him, but instead, he saw Robin arch sharply. The Nightwing emblem on his chest expanded as he took a sharp breath in and then almost cried out.
Flash moaned as he felt a tight pressure around his cock, and something hot and slick sliding up against his. He gasped as he realized what it was. He felt Robin's hot breath on his face as he was pushed forward more, resting his head on Wally's shoulder as Slade thrusted into him. The force pushed Robin up and off of Flash's cock, but it was quickly swallowed back up as Robin pushed back against his and Slade's cocks.
Wally threw an arm over his face as he moaned out louder. Both him and Robin seemed at the mercy of Slade. Flash took two ungloved fingers down under himself and rubbed them up against his anus. Plenty of pre had dripped between his crack from himself and Slade, he rubbed his fingers around in it before slipping them inside himself.
It didn't take Wally long to find his own prostate, but at that point he was already gone. His breathing picked up significantly and Robin and Slade seemed to be focusing on him. Robin had a gathered pool of pre on Flash stomach, and a small strand of saliva was connected from his lip to a drop just on Flash's collar bone. Wally could finally hear Slade, but it sounded just as quiet and possibly more dangerous than before, growling softly as Robin fought in his grasp.
Robin attacked Wally's covered nipple until finally the Speedster bucked against them both. The other two went wide eyed as they felt Flash's wild surge of speed, it was almost to the degree that both of them worried that the molecules in their cocks had merged together, but when Wally bucked in and out of Robin, they could feel the slickened, hardened mass slipping freely inside Robin, and among Slade's cock. The onslaught of speed and friction drove both of them over, a feat not at all easy for someone in Robin's situation. He could usually survive a few rounds before he finally brought Slade off. Of course, this was the first time they had had a three way, and with someone like Flash, who wasn't completely human like the two of them.
Wally still continued to moan loudly, covering his mouth as he tried to get his breathing under control.
Robin and him hadn't ever done something quite that extreme before, so the young vigilante was wide eyed and speechless, he was panting just the same as Flash, impressed by the other's orgasm. Slade was more composed, although there was no way of telling whether it was a front he had quickly put up or not. He was panting, still jerking Robin slowly, having taken the sound out just in time.
"Wow..." Wally sighed, leaving his arm lying limply across his face. "I could go for a nap now." he laughed softly.
"I imagine so." Slade said, pulling out of Robin and holding his hands against the boy's back to keep him in place.
"Ya think... that'll hold you over for a bit?" Robin asked, placing his feet on the ground to stand, still leaning a bit against Slade.
"Yeah... um.. I guess, thanks." Wally laughed nervously.
Dick smiled and waved his hand casually, "No problem. What are friends for?" he joked, Wally joined in on the laugh, but Slade took that as his cue to leave, rolling his eyes as he did so. "Are you okay? I mean, was it bad that I brought him in on this?" Robin asked just after Slade had left.
Wally laugh, rubbing the back of his head nervously. "Yeah, just, probably don't tell Bats about it."
Robin nodded in agreeance. "Yeah, I'm still tying to keep it secret." Flash's childhood friend motioned between himself and where Slade had been a moment ago. "It doesn't look good when a super hero and a villain are sleeping together." he joked. They both laughed at the irony.
Wally was led to a shower and they both took one at the same time, Flash finishing much more quickly than Robin. He made his way back out into the console room, awkwardly joining Slade by the screen and watching it. "So, can I ask you something?" he said nervously.
"I'm afraid I'm not at liberty to talk about our relationship." Slade said this as though it amused him.
"Well, no, I was wondering why you couldn't just look at the nanos in your own blood? If you already had them..."
"Because they do nothing in my blood, they float around with the blood cells and white blood cells, in the current, if you will. Try to understand, Batman was right about one thing," he made it clear that he didn't like praising the Bat. "they're tailored for your system. They only behave this way in your body." Slade pointed to the screen. The nanos were turning out thousands of chemicals in Flash's body, doing well at keeping up with him.
"So they're just altering my sex drive and immune system by basic chemicals?" he sighed, it was the same as saying Greeeaaat.
"They're doing more than just that, it's difficult to say just yet, but there's a chance their purpose is to aide you in something greater than a sex drive, that much I can be sure of." Slade mumbled again, concentrating.
"How could you figure that out and Bats couldn't?"
"Because he doesn't know what to look for." Slade's eye winced as he grinned at Flash, tapping the side of his noggin. "Although, he may just be keeping that from you. How should I know."
At that moment Flash heard Bruce's voice over his earpiece. He turned away from the console just as Slade laughed softly. "Speak of the devil."
"Flash, where are you?" Batman asked.
How to answer that? "I'm making my rounds." he slapped his head because he figured that Batman had a trace on him anyway, he knew right where he was, he was just testing him, wasn't he? "What's up?" he could tell that something was wrong.
"I'm on my way to the hospital."
"What happened? You okay!" Flash rushed for the door in a second before hearing,
"I'm fine, it's Commissioner Gordon."
"Uh oh, what happened to him?"
"I'm not sure yet, him and the entire police crew that showed up after we left were sent to the hospital. I want you there so we can see if we have what ever they caught." It was an order, but more importantly, he could hear how concerned Bruce was.
"I'm there." Flash said, waving over his should at Slade and Robin as he walked back in.
It only took him a short few seconds to get there, and when he did, the nurse at the counter led him up to Gordon's room. He could see that they'd placed Gordon in his own room next to the other officers. Four of them, Gordon, two male officers and one female. They were all of them hooked up to life support.
"What happened?" Flash asked the nurse.
The man only shook his head, looking curiously at the charts of one of the men. "There's no way to tell just yet."
Flash thanked him anyway and headed into Gordon's room.
Flash saw Batman as he entered, looming over Commissioiner Gordon, checking his vitals it seemed. "Oh, you're here, already." Flash laughed nervously.
The Dark Knight stared at him for a moment, and Wally couldn't tell if he looked surprised or disappointed, but then, after a moment, he stood up slowly, never once taking his eyes from Flash. "You're late." He said so quietly that it sent chills up Wally's spine.
"Heh, I never thought I'd hear one of you guys say that to me." he joked lightly, making his way around the foot of Gordon's bed.
Batman held his hand up almost defensively, as if in instinct. "Stay back." he growled.
Flash stopped. "What, is something up?" Flash asked, concerned.
"We may be contagious as well." Batman threw out as an explanation.
"Uh, well, after last night, I would imagine so." Flash snapped back lightly, then he frowned. He didn't mean to snap at the man, and especially about something that as far as they were concerned as superheroes, should be left as highly classified between them. "Wait, wait. I'm sorry."
"Last night." Batman's expression remained blank, he nodded softly after a minute, his cold stare turning darker by the minute.
"I didn't mean to, it just slipped out, I'm sorry." Flash waved his hands apologetically.
"It was a mistake." The man bit out simply. He was quick to the point about everything, it seemed, and he brushed passed a shocked looking Flash, heading for the door.
"A... mistake?" Wally turned, looking hurt almost. "Wait a minute, what the hell?" He hissed.
"Leave it." Batman said but he was quickly blocked by Flash. It took one touch from the Speedster and Batman shoved the smaller body into the closet in Gordon's room. Flash coughed when he hit the wall hard. "This. Can't. Happen." Batman said so softly that Wally had to hold his breath to hear it.
"What? No, no wait. I don't get it." He panicked, pulling at Batman's cape and cowl. That seemed to alarm the man and he thrust the flat of his hand up against Wally's chest, knocking the wind out of him, but then holding him there, tightly applying pressure to the ginger's chest.
Flash went into a panic. He fought and struggled against Batman, rustling in the small closet while Bruce remained still, watching him struggle. Wally was afraid of his expression, it was intrigue, interest, as though Batman was studying how he fought back. He'd hoped that Bruce would care for him a bit more than this but perhaps there was a reason. Finally the pressure was lifted and he was able to take a deep breath, feeling his exhale clash with Bruce's as the man's lips pressed over his, gently, softly, while his body pressed harshly and fiercely against Flash's
"... stop it" Flash gasped softly, the kiss he didn't mind, the touching he didn't mind, the violence and sudden negligence earlier had troubled him though. Then, it dawned on him. That's right, of course Batman had traced him, he had probably heard him fucking Robin with Slade. How should that make him feel? Flash felt so ashamed. He dropped his gaze, pulling his hands away from Bruce as he did so. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... to hurt you or anything..." He said softly.
"Didn't you?" Batman's voice was bitter, it was cold, and his stare was laced with an odd kind of hatred that Flash had never seen before, sharp and burning with cold hatred.
"No, of course n-"
"Stop. I don't want to talk about it, ever." Bruce growled over his shoulder, he stopped in the doorway and spoke softly to Wally "Forget about this, or I'll forget about you." Bruce said coldly, leaving Flash in the dark of the closet.
Wally rubbed at his chest, it was sore. He half wondered if there would be a bruise. What Wally felt was a cruel sense of selfishness. He felt guilt as well as shock that Batman actually could be hurt.
Just as he pulled himself together, stepping out of the closet doorframe, Batman was back. He examined Gordon closely, seemingly ignoring Flash while he filled a syringe with Gordon's blood, storing it in his belt with three other samples.
He turned to find Wally against a wall, watching him carefully. Bruce sighed and straightened up to face the Speedster. "Flash-"
"It's fine... we can leave it." Wally averted his eyes.
"I need you at the mansion, now. I want you to stay there." Batman said coldly. Wally felt as though he had no choice. The billionaire was angry with him, and now he wanted to keep him prisoner? He agreed out of obligation, he owed it to Bruce to make it up to him, if he could.
"'Kay." He said simply, and rushed away from the man and out of the hospital quickly.
Batman stared after Wally, and then turned to watch Gordon grumble in his ill-induced slumber. "Alfred" Bruce said as softly as possible, making his way to the window.
"Yes, sir?"
"I'm at the hospital with Commissioner Gordon and his team." Bruce confirmed, making sure Alfred knew exactly where he was.
"Understood sir."
"Flash should be returning, make sure he stays there, I don't want him leaving."
"Of course, sir." Alfred said and went back to iron-pressing a pair of Bruce's formal slacks, laying them on the bed with three identical pairs.
He heard Wally rush in through the front doors and head straight for his room. Alfred sighed to himself and shook his head.
The butler turned the iron off, and headed to a second floor bar, preparing a pot of coffee for Wally and pulling out some chilled cocktail shrimp for a snack.
"Master West?" Alfred knocked at the door lightly, holding the coffee and shrimp in each hand.
After a moment the door opened, and a pale exhausted looking Wally appeared to have just taken a three minute shower.
"Hey." He forced a grin and held his hands out, offering to take the load for Alfred. "Sorry I didn't say hi." He apologized, standing in the doorway with a towel around his waste.
"That's quite alright sir. Is there anything that I may do for you?" Alfred asked, smiling politely at the Speedster.
"No I... I guess I'll go downstairs for a swim, I need to think about some things."
"Of course, sir." Alfred smiled at him. He offered to take the refreshments but was surprised when, after a few seconds, he received an empty tray and an empty coffee pot. It took a moment for Alfred to realize that Wally had taken a split second each to wash the pot and tray with shower gel, and Alfred would wait until Wally was out of sight before washing them both himself with actual dish soap and hot water. It was the thought that counted.
"Hey, thanks Alfred." Wally smiled, looking a little brighter already.
"Sir, if you need anything, anything at all, please come and find me. I'm afraid that when duty calls, the Master is a negligent host."
"No, that's fine... He has every right to be." Wally said sadly. He didn't explain, he just grabbed a towel and rushed down to Bruce's pool. He needed to let his head cool off.
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Author's Notes:
Neutrophils, basophils, eosinophils, are all different kinds of white blood cells.
Your spleen plays a large part in helping your immune system.
Stems, besides being hugely controversial in some places, help to reproduce tissues and what not. They're biggest claim to fame is that they differentiate into different kinds of cells. Once a skin cell, always a skin cell, so if you lose some skin cells, stem cells replace them, they're like blank discs. Although, only embryonic stems cells can be anything, adult stem cells can really only be blood, skin, or intestinal cells.
Progenitor cells, are a lot like stem cells, but they have a limit to how much they can reproduce, stems cells are kind of limitless.
PML (Progressive Multifocal Leucoencephalopathy, yeah, I didn't try saying it either), MS (Multiple Sclerosis), Herpes Zoster, and HIV all deplete Myelin, which is a fatty acid that insulates your axons, kind of like the power chords that hook all of your neurons together, think of a network of computers. These are where messages are sent to and from across these chords. Oligodendrocytes help to keep axons insulated in myelin. The more Myelin you have, the faster those messages are sent. It's really important stuff. Including important for our storyline 8D And in all seriousness, it's a really serious thing when the myelin deteriorates in a person, a lot of people suffer form this, and many die. ._. ... there's this humble fanfic writer's public service announcement... Ahem... anyway.
Author's Comments:
I'm so sorry for the bio lesson! I am a bio major after all, and I'm kind of a nerd for these things. w Again, I'm REALLY sorry! :( I just like to make things seem as real as possible. Accept that I said in earlier comments that we were going to ignore STD's... Hm... but I never said it in the story itself, XD so oh well, this is for the sake of the plot! 8D
Also, I typed most of this on my iPad... if you find something SUPER weird, it was probably my autocorrect ._. ... sorry. XD I hope you guys enjoy it, I'm having fun with a new chapter, hopefully I'll be done soon.
If any of you have any fantasies that you would like me to try and stick in here, let me know, I would like to keep it going for a little longer, so I need some good ideas to throw in there as extra chapters. 8D
Oh and, yes, Bats is acting weird, I promise it's not a character flaw on my part. w I'm also very excited about that... I hope I didn't just give too much away... ._.
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