Injustice 3: Rise of the Supervillians (Book 1)

Chapter 19: The Other Team

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Pulling up to Iris's house, I unlock the trunk and got out. Opening it, I pull out a cramped Flash and let him drop to the ground.

"You know," Barry says, stretching his arms and legs. "You didn't actually have to shove me into the trunk."

"Well you wouldn't get willingly," I reply, crossing my arms. "And I told you. One more question and you'll sharing the trunk with the others. Now go. Your wife is waiting."

Turning his head instead of running for some reasons, I copy him.

"Yesss," I say after awhile. "I do you where your wife lived. It's not exactly private information. And if you're worry about any Regime crashing, don't worry. They stop coming here after a few months. Even if they do think to come here, I'm always looking for someone to hit."

"I can't go in there," Barry scream at me. "I mean, I can't see Iris! She won't want to see me like this!"

Lost for a few seconds, I tap the disc on Barry's chest and watch as the "Flash" suit shrink back into it. Catching it, I then nudge toward the house once again.

"There. Now you're Barry Allen, not Flash. Go."

Once again, looking instead of running, I tighten my arms so I wouldn't slap Barry in the head. Instead, I use my words.

"Ggggoooo," I order, "Nnnooowwww. Mmmoooovvveeee."

"Stop that! Please!"

"Then gggggooooooo nnnnnoooowwwwww. Oh boy, I'm out of breath."

Bending down slightly, I then nudge toward the house.

"Ggggoooo. Just go dumbelina!"

Catching a second wind, I grab Barry by his arm and shove him forward.

"No, no, no," Barry screams, breaking free. "I can't see Iris! I don't want her to see me like this, and no, I don't mean what I'm wearing. I don't want her to see me like this! I don't want her to see me as a-as a-"

"Coward," I say, finishing the sentence. "Scary cat. Baby."

"I am not a coward! I'm just not ready yet. When I see Iris, I want to be able to hold my head high!"

"Then tilt your head Speedy. Listen, I know this isn't exactly how you picture meeting your wife again and all, but like it or not, this is it. Okay?"

"Not okay!"

Letting out a sigh, I decide to use a "judgement call". Patting Barry on his shoulder, I then punch him as hard as I could and knock him out.

"Kara," I yell, dragging a knock-out Barry to the front door. "Cold! There are snacks in the glove compartment! The animal crackers are my! Don't touch!"

Dragging him up the stairs and knocking with my elbow, I then look around for a bit.

"I wonder how Arrow and Canary are doing right now."

Green Arrow:
"If I ever see that man again," I scream, kicking the car's tire and stomping my foot. "I am going to kill him! Kill him!"

"Yeah I know," Dinah reply, still trying to hot-wire the car. "I need another arrow."

Trading another arrow for a broken one, I watch as Canary try to break open the panel under the steering wheel.

"What is this thing built from," she screams after the arrow snap into two for a fifth times. "I can't do it. The panel won't come off. We can't hot-wire it."

"Darn it," I say, my nails digging into my palm. Turning my head, I notice the "objection" once more, sitting on top the roof.

"I guess there's really is only one way for this thing to start," Canary say, getting out of the seat. Grabbing the phone, I tap play and we both watch it again.

"Hey Canary," the man says, shooting at us a quick wave. "Hey Arrow! Listen, you two are both in the swamp trying to find Dr. Alec Holland and Pamela Isley, better known as Swamp Thing and Poison Ivy."

Pictures of the two then pop up, the pictures showing them walking around and using their powers.

"I believe both will help to contribute to the Insurgency, but unfortunately, I am busy in Central City to talk to them. That's where you two come in. Here's a map to the most likely spot where you'll find them. Oh, and before I forget, the car is my and modified. It won't start back up until you complete the mission. Best of luck y'all and peace out."

Ending the video with a "V", I then place the phone back in my pocket.

"Well," Black Canary says, spreading out her arms. "The way I see, we don't really have a choice."

"Not unless we walk," I comment, grabbing my bow and walking into the swamp. My wife by my side, we replay the video until the map show up again. As the map pop up, I pull back my head.

"A dotted line through very detail pictures of the swamp," I start, "This look a lot like satellite images! This guy had access to satellite imaging! Even I don't have access to that! Who is this guy!"

"I don't know," Dinah reply, "Maybe he's a billionaire, like Bruce."

"If he is, then I can't tell. I don't know a whole lot of billionaire that wear fishing jacket. Oh hey, there's a fork ahead. Left or right?"

"Which is which?"

"Well, according to the map, Swamp Thing is to the right and Poison Ivy is to the left. Which should we visit first?"

"I think maybe we should split up."

"Really," I ask, Dinah heading to the left. "You really want to split up? Here? Now? While searching for Swamp Thing and Poison Ivy?"

"Yeah. Why are you complaining? You get to talk to Swamp Thing."

Disappearing before I could say anything, I let out a sigh and follow the map.

"Oh boy," I joke, leaping over a tree's root. "Can't wait to "talk" to Swamp Th-"

Something wrapping itself around my foot, I find myself dangling in mid-air, my bow on the ground. Struggling to reach it, a large venus fly trap walk out from the tree and stop right in front of me.

"Oliver Queen," Poison Ivy says as the venus fly trap open its mouth. Getting up and kneeing in front of me, she rub my chin.

"Wow a surprise."