Puppet Master (A Robin Fanfic)

Chapter 23

Wally sat on the couch bummed out, his teammates only sharing glances filled with worry. Megan walked in with a fresh batch of cookies, that weren't even fully burnt, "Wally," she smiled gleefully, "I made cookies, want some?"

Wally shook his head no as he now rested his head in his hands, "What's wrong with you?!" Artemis shouted, "are you depressed out something!!!" Kaldur placed a hand on her shoulder, "My friend," he asked his voice laced with worry, "is something wrong?"

Wally separated his fingers as his green eyes peeked through, "well," he muffled, "I've just been thinking," "about?" Conner asked as he turned down his static.

"You know that kid that came through here not to long ago?" "Doll face?" "No," Wally sighed taking his face out of his hands, "Those two kids, Ace and Puppet Master."  Mumbled spread across the room as they were brought up.

"He's my clone," Wally frowned, "doesn't that mean he's my, like, son or something?" Kaldur started to talk, stopping himself as he didn't have a answer. "And after Dollface almost killed him, should I go visit him??"

Megan shrugged as she set the tray of cookies onto the coffee table, "I heard that Batman has them," Wally perked as he jumped up, vibrating in excitement. "That means they have to be somewhere in Gotham! Right?!" Before anybody could even answer.

He was already gone.

•°•°•°•°•(Here comes Wally)°•°•°•°•°•°•

Dick watched through the small window with Roy, a hint was given to them that Joker was seen here. "Look," Roy pointed to a small group of men, "Those aren't Jokers," Dick sighed as he squinted to get a better look.

"There penguins." Roy put his arrow back onto his back, "Well this was a waste of time," Dick grumbled in agreement as he and Roy started to sprint on the rooftops.

•°•°•°•°•°•°•

Ace and 10 sped side by side, on the streets as they so often took breaks and turns. "So what do you mean Joker's after me?" Ace asked, slightly curious on how he also had superspeed.

"He's trying to kill you, gun to the head? Spear to the stomach? D-E-A-T-H?" 10 only smiled as he spelt it out, "you don't seem so sad by that," "why would I?" Ace frowned, "why are you helping me?"

Stopping in an alleyway to tale a breather, "Becuase I know what's it like to be with the Joker," 10 frowned, "how would you know," Ace snorted, brought back to the many times he was put back into that pod.

"No, what would you know?" 10 growled, "being put in some petty pod for 5 minutes, isn't nothing compared to being tortured on a day to day basis." Ace backed up, his hands up in surrender, "who even are you?"

A slap sound echoed in the alley they had stopped in, 10 face palmed as he shook his head, "You really are an idiot..." Ace poked his chest in defense, "holy shit..." He had to stop himself as he poked his chest again.

"?!" 10 only stared down at Ace wondering if to stop him... Or not?? "Dude, your chest is as hard as a rock!!" Ace complimented as he felt slightly jealous,

"That's gay,"

"Shut up you are the guy with the pink hair."