Injustice 3: Rise of the Supervillians (Book 1)

Chapter 27: Foes Among Friends

Chapter 27: Foes Among Friends

A/N Sorry about not uploading the last two weeks. The wifi in my house just stop working all of a sudden and for two weeks, I tried fixing it myself before giving up and going to Best Buy. If you're from Best Buy, thanks you so much and I hope you enjoy this in return.

Chief Sunglasses:
"Here," I say, handing Kara a bowl of steaming stew. "Careful. It's hot. And mildly spicy."

Nodding as she walk away, I hang the ladle on the rim of the pot and cross my arms as I lean back. About fifty percent to my surprise, no one had even touch their stew yet. Well, no one except Crane.

Taking a spoonful of the stew, he stop when he realize no one else was eating.

"Do you really expect us to eat now," Barry says after awhile, his bowl push further onto the table. "Especially anything you cooked. For all we know, this is poison."

"Oh yeah," I reply, adjusting my sunglasses. "This is poison. Keep it's a secret, but if you're allergy to nuts, then this will kill you. Literally. There's also a forth of a bottle of peanut oils in it."

Shaking his head at me, Barry slap the bowl off the table and the stew spill everywhere on the ground. Trying my darnest not to explode, I inhale before exhale. Calmly and gently walking over spilled foods, I knee down to pick up the bowl. Leveling it, I then wave my hand over the stew. Levitating into the air, it flow like a steam back into the bowl.

"You can hate me all you want," I say, standing back up with the bowl," But don't hate the food."

Putting it back on the table, I then walk away, the stew pot floating behind as I did.

Flash:
"Why are we still here," I ask, pushing the bowl further away. "Seriously? Why are we still here? I don't know about you, but I think it's high time we leave. Who's with me?"

"I am," Jason says, slamming his hands against the table as he got up. "I've been ready to ditch that guy since we first met him! He's nuts I tell you! Just plain nuts! I mean, think of this. He rescued your butt three months ago right? When Wonder Woman left you for dead? That's mean for three months, while Supergirl was in Stryker and we're were just trying to survive, he been what? Learning to cook stew?"

"Hey," Scarecrow yells, slamming his hands and getting right in Jason's face. "Screw you kid! He's been planning for three months how to take down Superman! While you all were busy trying to "survive", he's been infiltrating Superman's Regime army! Studying their movement and their equipment, learning what they know, planing how to take it all down!"

"And that took three months," I interrupt, shoving Scarecrow and getting his attention. Do you know what we been through while you been here with your warm beds and hot foods? We been fighting and hiding nonstop for three months! Three months without seeing our friends or families. Three months with having to always look behind us to make sure Wonder Woman or Black Adam isn't up there waiting to capture and turn us. Three months of begin treated like a criminal. But hey, this isn't new to you, is it?"

"What that's suppose to mean," Scarecrow asks.

"You know what is mean, Scarecrow. Honestly, I surprise you have a face at all. Normally, I just see you with a sack over your head spraying your infamous fear gas. You know, the same one that cause all of this in the first place. The one that made Superman killed Lois and his unborn baby."

"What," screams Kara, shaking the whole table as she got up. "What do you mean by that? Barry, what are you talking about? What fear gas?"

"Wait," Scarecrow says, grabbing my arm. "Please don't tell her."