Young Justice Oneshots

Oz (part two)

"Well, Bart," Wally said as he walked out of his house, "it looks like we're not in Keystone City anymore."

The place was ridiculously colourful. Like, technicolor colourful. There were trees of every kind, many of them looking like they came straight out of the demented mind of Dr Seuss himself. There was even a golden road spiralling in the centre of the clearing along with a salmon coloured road that went in the other direction.

"Bart, we are really not in Keystone," Wally repeated.

Just then, he noticed a red streak zooming toward him. He wondered vaguely what it was before it stopped right in front of him.

Wally took a few quick steps back and stammered. "Wh-wh-who are you?"

The man bowed. "Why I am Barry, the Good Wizard of the North. I am forever in your debt."

"Seriously?" Wally asked. "Are you sure? Cause I'm pretty sure we've never met and I'm pretty sure I haven't saved you or anything in the two seconds I have known you."

There was a semi-disturbing giggle from the bushes behind Wally, but when he turned around, nothing was there. "What was that?" He asked Barry.

"Why," Barry laughed, "those are the Civillians!"

"The Civillians..." Wally said slowly. As he watched, little people walked out of the bushes. Some wore blue, some red, some orange, and some yellow and purple checkers.

Barry giggled. "Come out now, don't be shy. There's no reason to fear, Wally has killed the Wicked Witch of the East!"

All the little people cheered and Wally jumped back. Their voices were really high pitched. Then Wally realised what the man had said.

"Wait a minute, I didn't kill anyone! I would never do such a horrible thing!"

"Not even to her?!?" Barry dramatically pulled out his phone and showed Wally a picture of the woman he'd supposedly killed.

He almost had a heart attack. Her long blonde hair and green mask, coupled with her evil expression, made him want to reevaluate his no killing rule. That girl was downright nasty.

"What did she do?" Wally asked.

"She enslaved the poor Civilians. Being small and weak as they are, they couldn't defend themselves from her evil might. All they could do was let her abuse them." The little people hung their heads and a few started to cry. Barry changed his mood. "But now all that is gone! The Wicked Witch is dead!"

The Civillians cheered. "The Wicked Witch is dead!"

Suddenly, a poof of red smoke poofed and an evil looking man was standing there. Wally absently pet Bart as he tried to take in all the weird.

The man was wearing all yellow and looked like an evil reverse version of Barry. Wally had an instant dislike. And that was before he started talking.

"Are you the boy who killed my sister?!?" He screeched and pointed a crooked finger at Wally, making him back away.

Thankfully, Barry answered for him. "Yes, yes he is. And I suppose you've come for the shoes?"

Wally looked around in confusion. Shoes? What shoes?

"Well you're too late," Barry continued, making the man in yellow howl, "I've already taken them myself. Wally is going to wear them, as he should."

Before Wally could even begin to register that Barry wanted him to wear girl shoes, he was engulfed in a flash of light. Suddenly, he was no longer wearing his usual red pants and yellow shirt. He was wearing a bright yellow checkered dress and a red shirt with glowing red pumps.