Mount Justice
November 11, 16:05 EDT
Thunder rumbled outside. Snow fell onto Mount Justice but it didn't stop the speedster from entering, his fuzzy coat up to his neck. The computer announced his arrival, "Recognized: Kid Flash, B03. Zeta-Tube network now offline due to extreme atmospheric conditions."
"Woah," Wally exclaimed by the weather. "I just made it."
Wally walked into the kitchen, finding it empty before going further into the living room. The lights were off but he could just barely make out the shapes of a table—even a cake!
"Be a tragedy if I missed my own—"
"Surprise!" Wally was interrupted by the Team jumping up from hiding spaces, the lights coming back on. Even Wally's own mentor was there with his arms crossed over his chest and an amused smirk resting on his face.
"Wh-at!" Wally exclaimed in false surprise. "You guys, you shouldn't have," the speedster said in a slightly higher pitched manner than normal and put a hand on his chest.
"Right, not like you've been hinting for days or anything," Robin said sarcastically.
Wally's emerald-colored eyes scanned the surrounding people. In his head, he counted them off like tick marks on a chalkboard. Robin, Kaldur, M'gann, Connor, Artemis, Zatanna, and Barry AKA the Flash, but no—
"Where's Cyra?" Wally demanded, maybe a little too powerfully.
"The Green Lanterns had to go off-world," Barry explained, gently on the subject as he was trying to hold back a wolfish grin. "They had a GL Corps meeting. They should be back in a day or so."
"A day?!" Wally barked. "Cyra's going to miss my birthday!"
At all the smirking looks he was receiving, Wally's cheeks grew roses as he tried to cover up his misstep, "And miss the party! Now I won't get a present from her!"
"Sure, that's the only reason," Robin smirked.
"It is!" Wally defended, his face growing hotter by the moment. "And—and she'll miss the cake and she really likes cake," he struggled weakly.
Artemis shook her head pitifully. "Whipped."
"I will kill all of you if you don't drop this right now," Wally glared.
Barry put a comforting hand on Wally's shoulder, squeezing it once. "Let's move on from the murder for now. You have a buffet to eat."
The green Martian pushed Wally over to the table off food, which he fell onto his knees in awe once his eyes landed upon the row of sweets. His small frown has since faded into an open mouth.
"Beautiful," he wiped away a fake tear. "Cyra could have loved it if she was here with us today."
"She's not dead, you idiot," Artemis snorted.
Space
November 11, 16: 05 EDT
"I'm going to die!" Cyra screamed. Her excitement soared in her chest as her, beside her Green Lantern mentor, Hal Jordan, as the green emanating from her skin seemed to light up a wide portion of the dark abyss of space around them. The green around this mouths was thick, allowing them to breathe.
As they neared Oa, the brightness on her ring got brighter and began to make her hand tingle.
"Okay, so Oa is—"
"Green Lantern headquarters got it."
"And the elders are—"
"Guardians of the Universe—big kahunas, gotcha."

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Green Lantern's Protégée
FanfictionHal Jordan, one of the Green Lanterns and member of the Justice League, was chosen long ago by a cosmic ring to protect Earth. Now, it's his turn to mentor a protégée. Cyra Brion, a girl with a dangerous sense of humor and the will to do good, becom...