DON'T OWN JL.

Flash sprinted after the thug with practiced ease, dodging his ill-aimed shots and laughing at his poor attempts to run from the fastest man alive. Soon, Flash sped up, growing tired of the chase. He gripped the strap of the stolen purse and gave it a tug, sending the robber crashing to the ground. With a length of rope that he had found in his split second search of the area, Flash tied up the criminal and zoomed back to the spot where the attack had started,

" Here ya go, Ma'am." Flash gave a small bow and handed the purse back to the elderly woman,

" My, my, and you were only gone for a few moments." She gave him a warm smile as he ran off, back to his apartment.

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Flash? Flash! Wally West shot up from his peaceful slumber and rolled onto his stomach,

Whaaaaaaaaaat? His mind answered groggily, due from the rude awakening he had just received,

We are leaving for Aldria in two hours. Lantern is coming to pick you up. Flash turned onto his back and pushed himself out of his bed. The mission to Aldria Prime, how could he forget? That planet was always in a constant war or some sort of natural disaster. The natives were also as strong as they come, the only reason they won last time was because Hawkgirl had—He shook his head, this wasn't a time to focus on how the last time went, Hawkgirl wasn't around to help any more. They would have to find another way to defeat the Northern Aldrians. Wally groaned and stumbled to his closet, looking for his costume. He got changed and walked outside, the sun hadn't even begun to rise and there was a light mist everywhere. The Flash stood in the street, waiting for John to get to his position. Nobody was out this early in the morning and Flash took the time to stretch out. The light Lantern radiated was made stronger by the mist and Flash had to look away as G.L came lower to the ground,

" Hey Wally."

" 'Sup John."

" You ready?" Wally nodded and Jon formed an emerald orb around him and began the journey back to the Watchtower,

" John, why are we leaving so early?" He yawned, " I mean why can't we leave like…mid-afternoon or something?"

" The atmosphere on Aldria is too thick to penetrate during the afternoon, it's thinnest in the morning." Flash sat down in his orb,

" Why do we always answer their calls? Don't you think that South Aldria could handle the rebels by now?"

" The League was set up to protect anyone who asked for it."

" I thought we weren't suppose to turn the tide of wars."

" South Aldria just wants to keep their borders, but North Aldria keeps pushing downwards. We're going to be strictly defensive."

" Uh-huh." They continued to the Watchtower in silence, John using his access code to open the hangar bay. The rest of the team was already sitting in the one of the new Javelins that Batman had designed.

" Hey." Diana smiled at him and slid one seat over, allowing him to sit down and John to continue up the row.

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It was quiet in the Javelin and Flash felt reckless. He didn't like to be in quiet places for too long. It gave him too much time to think and thinking, for him, wasn't all that fun.

" We're approaching the planet Aldria." J'onn informed the team and Flash felt the Javelin descending. The million dollar space ship began lurching forward and started shaking, Flash jerked his head back, in an attempt to look out of the window,

" We're just going through the atmosphere." Batman muttered when he noticed Wally's actions. The shaking began to grow violent and loud blasts echoed outside of the hull.

" We're taking fire." J'onn started to pull the Javelin upwards,

" They shouldn't be firing on us. This is neutral territory."

" Yeah, go ahead and tell them that, Princess." Flash glanced at the monitors and groaned as the ship went into a nose dive.

" The main engine is failing, prepare for emergency landing." J'onn's voice as always remained calmed, and Flash tightened his seatbelt. He prayed that the landing was soft, if they were thrown out, he and Batman would be at a serious disadvantage since nether of them could fly. He could see John's ring glowing, never a good sign when you're hurtling downwards in a 2-ton hunk of metal. Batman was pointing something out to Superman, who nodded and Flash once again felt the ship swerve. A blast hit the ship directly where Wonder Woman was sitting. The hull cracked and freezing cold air began howling through, forcing the crack wider. Diana began gripping the sides of her seats as she felt herself being torn loose by the ferocity of the air. Her shoulder strap started to tear and Flash grabbed her arm,

" You okay, Princess?" He had to yell to make himself heard. Diana grasped Flash's hand and nodded. The wall began ripping apart and chunks of metal began falling to the ground. Batman was yelling something but he couldn't be heard over the weapons blasts or the freezing air or the newly discovered lighting storm. Diana's seat was forced loose and she was sent flying out of the Javelin, her grip yanking Flash along with her. She let go, hoping that her actions would keep Flash in the Javelin. Instead Wally fell away from her and the ship and they both began heading towards the ground, nether flying, due to Diana still being strapped in the chair and the fact that Flash couldn't fly. Flash let out a yell as the forest started to come up at him at a speed that only he could out do. His body hit the first series of branches with crippling blows; he was then sent into a tree trunk as he ungracefully made his way downward. He landed with a crash into a group of brushes and was knocked unconscious.

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Diana's landing was much softer; she had broken free from the straps and had floated down to the sopping-wet ground. The Javelin coming to a bumpy rest a few miles away from her. She quickly flew to the Javelin, she would try to use its locators to find Flash, it was her fault he was thrown out in the first place. Surprisingly the blasts had stopped, indicating that the defense was probably computer operated.

" Diana!" it was Batman; she noted the light green tinge around him, showing that Lantern must've used his ring to soften the landing.

" Where's Flash?" John asked, running up behind the Dark Knight,

" He landed somewhere over there." She pointed to the dense forest, which was barely visible through the downpour. John winced at the thought of the landing.

" We need to check in with Clerig, he might be able to spare some fighters to help us search."

" I rather not wait, it looks like he landed outside of the neutral territory." Batman pulled out a small device and opened a picture of the surrounding area.

" Your friend probably did not survive the fall." The League looked up and found Clerig's second in command smirking at them,

" Piltya." The man was tall and was coated with a thick, scaly armor. He held a sword loosely in his hand and the end was dripping with blood,

" I was watching the entire event, he fell to far to survive and even if he did, Talksh rebels would have killed him by now." His voice carried no sorrow or concern and he never stopped smirking. Batman moved forward,

" We rather check for ourselves." Piltya let out a short laugh,

" And so you will, once the storm ends. Come, Clerig is waiting." Diana pulled on Bruce's arm,

" We cannot leave him out there! He could freeze or rebels could find him—" Lantern moved away from the rest of them,

" I'll go and scan the area, you guys meet with Clerig." Superman moved next to Lantern, he didn't feel like meeting with Clerig at this time. Not when one of the team was missing,

" I'm going too. Keep in contact." J'onn, Batman and Diana all nodded before walking off with Piltya. Lantern and Superman both watched the four disappear into the rain before heading to the forest.