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High Fliers	By : cathiemac Category: DC Verse Comics > Justice League Views: 2266 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Justice League, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 1: The Dangers of Flying Coach
“Leeee-a-vin on a jet PLANE! Don’ know when I’ll be back again!”
“Chrisaake! You sing that bloody song one more time! An’ I swear t’God I’m gonnae rip your tongue out an’ beat you about the heid with the soggy end!!” Dove Stuart snarled viscously at her younger twin brother Lark.
“Awww. C’mon Sister Sweet! I’m just tryin’ to amuse myself. We’ve been waitin’ for the plane for two hours now. I’m BORED!!” Lark grinned up at her from his position stretched out on the floor using his rucksack as a makeshift pillow.
“Well, amuse yerself some other, QUIETER way. ‘Fore I lose the rag entirely.” She was not to be moved by his crooked smile. “Wynn’s managing’ tae keep herself busy!”
“Hmm-whuh?” The twins elder sister peered out from behind the Stephen King novel she had been absorbed in for the last hour or so. “Are we boarding’ yet?”
“No, not yet!” Dove sighed heavily before slouching down in the plastic torture device masquerading as a chair. As she stretched her long legs she accidentally-on-purpose planted her trainer clad feet in Lark’s ribs. He grunted before grabbing the offending appendages and moving them so she was now using him as a human footstool. “Whose idea was this world tour anyhow?” She grumbled darkly.
“Yours. Ye wanted to see the world before knuckling down at Uni.” Wynn replied as she marked her place and stuffed her book into her bag. Blinking innocently under the steely look she received she added. “Sorry. Was that a rhetorical question?”
“…I LOATHE you.”
Wynn grinned as she patted Dove’s knee. “Course ye do, Pigeon.” Leaning back she blew a hank of her long, wavy black hair out of her eyes. And dodged a slap on the head as well. Wynn too had taken to the floor, deeming it more comfortable than the chairs in the waiting area. She was sitting Indian style facing Lark’s own tousled black head. Dove’s choice of seat formed the three into a sloppy sort of triangle.
The siblings were all pretty much identical. All three tall and built on athletic lines. With thick, wavy coal black hair. Wynn wore hers long and pulled back in a loose ponytail. Lark’s brushed his shoulders, shaggy and seldom cut. Dove kept hers cut close to her head in a wispy pixie cut. They all shared the infamous Stuart dimples and green eyes. Individually their looks drew a few glances. But when the three were together they made a striking impression.
#Would all passengers for Flight 186: Prestwick to Newark. Place make their way to Gate 17 for boarding. All passengers…#
“Finally!” Dove crowed as she jumped to her feet. “Let’s get a move on!” She ordered. And grabbing her bag strode off into the crowd, leaving her siblings to follow on behind.

#All available League members to the Transporters. Repeat. All available League members to the Transporters#
The Watchtower was suddenly a frenzy of costumed activity as the heroes swiftly moved to answer the Martian Manhunter’s summons. A flash of red and yellow blurred to a stop in the large room just before the stage holding said Transporters.
“OK. He knows he doesn’t have to mimic Airport Tannoys when he does that right?” Flash asked Green Lantern as the Emerald clad man floated to the floor next to him.
“J’onn Report!” The shadows to their left barked, before solidifying into the imposing figure of Batman.
“A spatial disturbance has been detected over Metropolis.” The Alien intoned from his position behind the monitor station. “Something is emerging…. It appears to be a passenger Jet.”
“A jet?” Flash seemingly blinked into existence behind J’onn and peered over the Martian’s broad shoulder. “What kind of Jet comes out of a wormhole?!”
“A crashing on apparently.” was the dry reply. “Superman, Wonder Woman, Green Arrow, Black Canary and Aquaman are already on site. Further reserves are on the way.”
“Then what are we waiting for?” Green Lantern demanded before making his way onto the transporter. “Lets move out!”

Wynn was having one of her favourite dreams. The one where she was soaking in a Jacuzzi while Gerard Butler massaged her feet. Cillian Murphy spoon fed her Haagen-Daz while Christian Bale washed her hair for her. And the Chronicles of Riddick Vin Diesel….. Well, Vin was being a very naughty boy!
And then there was a shudder and a bang. The dream world dissolved with a blast of pain up her back. Blinking she looked around panicked from her position on the….roof? The whole world, or maybe just the plane, had gone insane. People, bags and other detritus were being flung through the air like leaves in a strong wind. She blinked as she realised there was a breeze in a compressed compartment. Which as far as her aeronautical knowledge went, led her to believe that something was seriously awry!
“WYNN!” Looking up she met Lark and Dove’s terrified eyes from where they were still strapped into their chairs. “Oh God! Give me your hand!” Dove shrieked stretching her hand out.
“….Your upside down.” Wynn stated as she touched her forehead shakily. Looking at her fingers as she pulled her hand down. “My head’s bleeding.”
“CHRIST!! Wynn! It’s gonna go! Give me Your HAND!!” Dove screamed reaching down as far as she could.
“What’s going to…” Wynn started before she looked to the left. There was a hole. A hole in the wall. And it was growing!
Her eyes widened and she reached up. And with a bang, she was sucked out of the plane. Her siblings’ screams drowned out by icy cold and the howl of the wind. She couldn’t even scream. Her body flailed and spun through the air. And all she could think was
‘ Next time I take the fucking Boat!’

AN: There ya go folks! Just a quickie to get the ball rolling. So review and fuel my muse for chappie two!
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