Just a normal day for Team Static, being ambushed by, oh I don’t know—every bad guy ever. Apparently the name of their game is “divide and concur”, Hot Streak had managed to back me against a wall and had me dogging for my life. Those flames were over a hundred degrease, in other words, third-degree burn worthy. As the flames surrounded me the water started evaporating out of the air, in other words, I’m getting dehydrated. He ignites, for what could be my last time, that’s when I change my fighting stance and blow him away with a huge gust of wind. But there’s no time for a victory-lap, Static and Gear were still in trouble. Puff in hails for one final blow when I jump in front of Static and blow her back several feet.
“Damn girl, you can’t just go switching powers on me like that”, says Static.
“I still have water powers, I guess now I have air powers too.” I explain, at this point we’re surrounded, “What do we do now that Gear’s out of commission?”
“Is running for our lives an option?” he asks wearily. But just then the Flash appeared, along with Hawk Woman, Batman, and the Green Lantern.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were cool with the Justice League?” I ask.
“Because it’s a secret… so much that I didn’t even know”
“Not to be rude or anything, but don’t you guys have, I don’t know—a galaxy to protect. So what are you doing tag-teaming on some small-time gagsters?” I ask them.
“We’ve come for Static” says Batman, “Static we need you to re-charge the core in the Watchtower.”
I stare at him in disbelief, “Hold-up… you mean the Watchtower, Watchtower. The one in the outer space?”
“Exactly.” says Hawk Woman.
I put my shoulder around Static, “W-Well Static and me, we’re kind of like a team. And since he just can’t go anywhere without me, I-I have to go too,” the League stares at me skeptically. “Look I promise I won’t touch anything, I won’t do anything, I won’t take any pictures… but I-I have to be there for him—for moral support.”
“If I say yes will you shut up?” asks Hawk Woman.
“Yes… and if Gear can come too” I ask knowing he’d be upset if I went without him.
“I just love babysitting”
I couldn’t believe I was in the real Watchtower, all my favorite superhero’s work here—including the sexy-ass Flash. However my self-guided tour came to an end when we all watched Static re-charge the core. It’s amazing how well this thing can hold a charge. Just what charges it on a regular basis? “I wouldn’t get too close to that if I were you—“, the Flash tried to warn me. I didn’t hear him. Just then a power surge sent a huge electric current through the core, thus blowing me back a few feet. However, the Flash caught and shielded be from it, “You alright?”
In and out. In and out. I have to remember how to breathe again, “I’m fine.” I practically jump out of his arms. “It’s nothing I couldn’t have handled myself… but thanks for the assist”
“Do you always talk like a military strategist?” he asks me. No matter how dark my skin is it still resembles a tomato at this moment.
“Alright how do I put this?” I ask myself. “I’m Jamaican. So I hide my accent because, one: it’s not ‘attractive’. Two: nobody understands a word a sey.” He stands there nodding and pretending to understand what I said. I sigh, “No one understands me. An besides, American guys want American girls. If they wanted a girl from jamdug, they’d be there.
He smiles, “Well, I for one, think exotic accents are sexy”, he says, deepening my blush. “There’s no need to hide who you are, because nine times out of ten, guys hate girls who are fake. And your accent is keeping it real.” I said I Jamaican—not Black.
I never thought about it that way. But still, if I lay my accent on Static and Gear now, there’s no way we could be anything more than teammates. The Flash and the rest of the League get called away on an urgent mission, so I take this opportune moment and grab some lunch. But apparently Static and Gear found the café first and were destroying a meat-lovers pizza. I search up and down for some kind of salad material, but eventually give in and take a slice of the meat-lovers—even though I’m not that ”in love” with meat. Yet I realize the downside of being in the middle of the atmosphere—open the door and you die—so, why are there doors everywhere? Where the hell are you going? So anyway the doors open and everything gets sucked into an inconvenient black-hole. I grabbed the other doorframe and managed to grab Gear and Static before they blew away. Static tried to block the door with the refrigerator, but that didn’t stop the suction. I managed to awaken some kind of monster-strength from and pull both of them to safety. Backpack manually overrides the system and shuts the door.
Static pulls out his Shock Box, “We have to reach the League”
I pulled out my cell and scroll through the contact list, “Yeah, I have Batman on speed-dial.” they give me a look of disbelief “Let’s just say I know a Dick.”
“Oh, that explains it.” says Gear.
I hand the phone to Static once I dial Batman, he tells them they got a fake distress call and that Brainiac was already taking over the ship. But just then Brainiac sent a robot after us.
“You heard the man, get to the arc-reactor! I’ll take care of this”, I tell them, “Now!”
They hurry down the corridor as I tried to get the robot’s attention, “I-man your opponent, and you neva turn your back on your opponent.” I say in my native dialect. I sharpen the air around me, I then slice it clean in half. There’s probably more where that came from.
[A few destroyed robots later]
By the time I showed up Static already started draining the core—if he absorbs that entire thing he’ll fry. But there’s another way to short it out. I extract nearly all the water from the air and send it straight at the core, thus shorting it out. The person fixing that probably going to be pissed—but Brainiac’s losing control of the ship.
[Back on earth]
We were considered hero’s to the Justice League. “Looks like you dweebs just saved the world”, the Flash says tousling me and Static’s hair—virtually stopping my breathing altogether.
I catch him before he leaves, “Hey, you didn’t say anything about my accent to Static and Gear did you?”
“Nah, that’s your job”, he says, “But I have one last job to do”, he tilts my chin towards him and kisses me… on the lips. It lasted a good five seconds. Once he left I felt my lips, there was a tingling sensation—I can’t believe my first kiss was with the Flash.
“Hey, hey… earth to Will, you can breathe now.” says Gear, “So how was your first kiss?”
“Hold up… how do you know that was my first kiss?” I ask trying not to make it obvious that it was.
“I know a girl.” answers Static. Damn-it Sharon!
“Oh, that explains it. You guys are bastards you know that, right?”
Virgil smiles, “Well as a big-brother figure, it’s my job”
Big-brother figure?
