Justice League: The Teenage Years{Book 1: Complete}

Episode Seven: The others

J'ohn's pov

In Justice academy, there are many different types of people. Funny, sporty, beautiful, ugly, nobody was similar to the other, I assumed this school just takes pride in being different. I was getting comfortable with my class and so, I never got to meet the kids outside of it. Barry made it his duty, to show me the rest of the school, he liked doing that kind of stuff. After lunch that day, Barry, Vic Sage and I, decided to walk around the school for a small tour.

"I don't understand Barry." I said as we walked out of the lunchroom. "I don't know everyone in the school, but it's pretty big for me to do so. Besides, how bad could these people possibly be?"

"Oh they're bad." Vic said giving me a mysterious look. "These are what we call, the special type, the people you really don't want to meet in a dark alley." I gave him a strange look, no offense to Vic, but I wouldn't want to meet him in a dark alley either.

"Don't scare him Vic." Barry said patting my arm. "They aren't that bad...well some of them are but I think everyone has a chance to be good, or evil, but equality for both decisions." I nodded, looking at the lockers we were passing. "Though Barry." I said. "Can you at least tell me about these kids, that Vic describes as bad?"

  "Well he probably means people like Joker and Lex.." I gave him a strange look. "Wait...you mean to tell me that there's actually a guy named Joker here?" Barry shook his head and looked at me. "No, but we don't know his actual name, so everyone calls him Joker." He and pointed to a guy standing by the lockers. "That's him."

Joker, or whatever his real name was, looked quite unusual. He had green hair like myself, but it was a darker shade, not his natural hair color obviously. He wasn't wearing the Justice Academy uniform, but a purple vest and purple trousers to match. I could handle that odd choice of clothing, but it was his face that disturbed me. I had nothing against boys wearing makeup, but the red lipstick on Joker's lips gave him the expression that his mouth had been cut, into a permanent smile. The guy just gave me the creeps and I couldn't look away, no matter how much I wanted to.

"Get off my locker Joker." Bruce Wayne said crossing his arms and looking at the boy in front of him. "How many times have I told you about doing shit to it?" Joker looked at him and grinned. "Sorry Brucey, I promise I wouldn't do that again and I'd never break a promise." He said and burst into laughter. To say that Joker's laugh was creepy, was an understatement, it was the definition of creepy and a bit crazy. Bruce simply rolled his eyes and opened his locker, trying to ignore the creepy kid next to him.

I peaked my head over slightly, to see that Bruce's locker was filled with pictures. I couldn't see any details, but the people in the pictures looked like children, with raven hair like Bruce. Siblings maybe? I found myself really wanting to know and almost started walking away from Barry. "Ooh, what's this?" Joker grinned grabbing a picture out of Bruce's locker. "Aw he's adorable." I could see that in the picture was a little kid with complete raven hair, except for a white strand in his bangs. Bruce growled and grabbed the picture back from him. "Don't touch that!" Joker laughed once more and leaned onto the locker. "Isn't he the kid I played with before? Jason was it?" Bruce glared at him and pushed him away from his locker, I didn't know why, but the very mention of that kids name, made Bruce more angry than I had ever seen him before.

  "Stay away from my locker!" He growled at Joker, before slamming his door, causing a picture to fall out and fly over to me. Joker simply cackled and walked over to a bunch of other people. Barry had realized I was no longer following him and walked over to where I was standing. "What's wrong J'ohn?" He asked, following my gaze to the fallen picture. "What's that?"

"It's Bruce Wayne's." I said picking it up. Barry stood on his toes, trying to see the picture over my shoulder. "Aww, those kids are so cute." I nodded in agreement and smiled at the picture. From what I could tell from the picture, it was of four little boys with Bruce in a backyard of a grand mansion. I once again saw the boy with the white strand of hair, playing with another boy with hair down to his chin. There were two other boys next to Bruce, one looked like the oldest besides Bruce and he was holding a little baby, who was glaring at the camera. "They must be his brothers or something." Barry wondered, chuckling slightly at the baby's expression.