Chapter 5: An Official Voting
Eddie. POV.
"Your just to good to be true." What the fuck. I opened my eyes to stare into a ceiling.
"Can't take my eyes off of you." I looked around and saw I was in some medbay looking room. My arm was handcuffed to the bed.
"You'd be like heaven to touch." My vision was still bluffy and I could make at Red Tornado typing away at some monitor.
"Turn this shitty music off, RT." I yelled at him, and he stiffly turned to look at me.
"You're awake." He said as he clicked a button ending the music.
"No shit. Who still listens to the Four Seasons?" I grumbled the last part out and fell back down to stare at the ceiling. "Also why am I cuffed to the fucking bed!" He picked up a data pad that was beside my bed.
"Vitals are good. The Jellyfish toxin that was found in your system. Put you in a state of shock. Superboy and Aqualad had to hold you down, for me to administer the antidote. The handcuff was a precaution offered by Batman. I advised against it. Your wrist was shattered, along as some of your hand. Tt should take a week or more to heal. Batman provided a salve that helps the healing process. Your right tibia is healed already. As is your nose and the minor bruising that occurred from your fight." He dropped the datapad on the stand next to me and left the room, probably to inform the team.
"Just fucking great. Stupid shitty fucking idiot." I smashed my hand against the railing that my arm was cuffed too. It shifted some until it finally broke off. I hummed in approval and tried standing up. I wobbled a little and got slightly lightheaded and grabbed the side of my head. "Fuck me." I shook my head and noticed I didn't have my mask on. "Fuck". I looked around the room and saw my costume folded on a nearby table. I just grabbed my mask on. It had a slight tear at the eye Bear scratched at. I was in a tank top, and decided just to put on the pants and boot of the rest of the outfit. I grabbed the top and left the room.
When I left the medbay I saw Superman, Batman, Flash, Green Arrow, Black Canary, Aquaman and Martian Manhunter. They were just standing there, looking at me. I looked back.
"You're alright!" I heard Wally yell from across the room and he zipped towards me. "Dude. Going against the league. Total Young Justice move." He raised his fist to, fist bump and I just stared at it and then at him. He looked confused and then just dropped it.
"What?" I asked him and he opened his mouth to say something.
"Enough." Batman cut him off and flash gently grabbed Wally's shoulder and dragged him to the side. "You went against league's orders. You were to stay at base, until a decision was made. Instead, you chose to go out with no information to continue the mission." He finished and glared at me.
"Sounds about right." I crossed my arms. The cuff was still dangling the metal railing of the bed. It bounced against my stomach a few times. "You placed me on the team Don't get pissy because of it." I saw Superman, smirk a little. I was still glaring at Batman and he leaned back a little. "Also. Could someone uncuff me." I raised my arm and the metal bar jangled a little.
"I got it." Superman said and he walked up to me and just grabbed my wrist. "Stay still now." His eyes glowed and then became red and lasers shot out of them. "There." I looked wide eyed at my wrist. The handcuff fell off and clanked on the ground. He smiled and looked pleased with himself.
"You just do that? Laser shit with no permission? I don't know if you can tell, but I'm very human and we aren't exactly laser proof." His smile fell, and he just looked at me and at Batman.
"A thank you would have been nice." His smile came back and he puffed out his chest.
"Yeah. Whatever. Now why are some of the most important league members here?"
"To determine if keeping you on the team is a good idea." Martian Manhunter spoke up and I was surprised at how deep his voice was. I mean he's an Alien, and so is Superman. Is that Racist. No Xenophobic. Oh well. They both could kill me before I could blink.
"Oh"
"Yes. Oh." I heard Oliver quip, and Black Canary elbowed him with a frown.
"As we all have someone important to us in some way or another. We'll vote." Batman said and looked at the other Leaguers. "Flash."
"Wally explained the situation to me. I might be a bit miffed. But if he's cool with being on the same team as him. Then he's good with me." He smiled a bright smile, and my stomach fell. He was supposed to say no.
"Green Arrow."
"He's tough around the edges but I'm sure he's a big softy on the inside. Like a feral cat you find on the street. I'm good with him being on the team." Fuck me. Stupid fucking hood wearing loser.
"Aquaman."
"He wouldn't do much on the streets by himself. Keep him on the team." You fish fucker.
"Manhunter."
"Megan. Speaks highly of him. He has my vote. Despite what he's thinking." He had a small smile and nodded his head towards me.
"Then I'll just say it out loud. You all can go fuck yourselves. I don't understand why you guys are voting, while the actual team are just standing on the sidelines." I gestured to the teens who were just watching this all happen.
"It is their team." Superman said to Batman, and he just stared at me for a few moments before looking at the team.
"Fine." Batman gruffly said. "What say you?" He asked the team and they all looked around for a few seconds.
"He has a place on this team." Aqaulad stepped forward and answered Batman.
"You all think the same?" Batman scanned the team and I frowned. These losers were totally going to say yes.
They nodded their heads.
"Then he stays on the team." Batman said before looking at the other League members. He walked closer to me glaring at me and getting closer to me. Until he was a couple centimeters from me. It was funny because I was taller than him. "Think you can make the calls on how to punish your team again. And you'll deal with me."
"Your breath stinks." I whispered back and his eyes narrowed more.
"I think that's enough grilling, Batman. How about we all talk to our proteges in private." Dinah said stepping in between Batman and I.
"What a lovely idea." Oliver said and walked towards Artemis. The other leaguers made to follow him and I saw Superman awkwardly standing there before slowly approaching Superboy with a disgruntled expression on his face.
"Hmm" Batman said and walked towards Robin.
"What a lovely guy." I said watching him walk away. Dinah turned to look at me with her arms crossed.
"Do you want to fight every person you see?"
"Is that a serious question?"
"No. No its not. You're on this team to learn how to be a hero. Not to pick fights with Batman. Someone who outranks you by the way." I whistled.
"The way you say it. It sounds like we're a military." She just kept glaring at me. "Fine. No more picking on Batman for being a major stick up my ass."
"Good." She gestured to couch that was leaning against the wall. "Now. Go over the mission. I'm sure not just anyone was just able to stab you." We both sat down, and I placed the top of my suit on my lap.
"She fucking snuck up on me. I just got done fighting this massive hairy dude. Called himself Bear or something like that. I choked him out and turned just to get stabbed. I wasn't paying attention. I was to tired from the fight." She just nodded slowly, trying to fully grasp the situation.
"There's no one with that name on our files. Maybe he's a new member of the shadows."
"Shadows my ass. He was laughing half the time. Fucking charged me when I was on my bike." I just remembered my bike. "Where's my bike?"
"Ted is fixing it." I relaxed a little bit.
"Good. Wait what?" Ted is fixing it. Ted.
"He's not as helpless as you think."
"He can hardly leave the fucking apartment by himself."
"About that." She chewed on her lip a little. "He's not really, all that old really. It's hard to explain."
"Well. Get to fucking explaining."
"He is old, and his injures had gotten to him. He's been through too much shit for one lifetime. Literally. Eight life time's exactly." I still didn't understand. "Ted was cursed to have nine lives. He's on his last one, and the magic is slowly dying. He's not in fighting shape, but he can walk around and do things. Like go to the gym and fix your bike."
"So, me helping him has been for nothing? What a fucking joke."
"He didn't want you to be Wildcat. Helping him gave you something to do with your time after you came back from your training."
"What about the nurse and the meds?"
"All real."
"Thank god. I think Nurse Lindsey has something for me."
"Your not mad at Ted?"
"What? I'm a bit annoyed but I'm not mad at the old man."
"Good." We fell into silence and we saw the other mentors talk with their apprentices. Superman has already left.
"How did my mom die?" I asked softly and I heard Dinah's breath hitch a little. "I know she died on a mission, but I was never told the details." She rolled her tongue in her mouth for a second before sighing.
"It's classified."
"I deserve to know."
"I agree. It's one of the league's biggest secrets. One of the league's biggest mistakes." She said and that only made me more curious.
"Tell me." She looked at Batman, then at me.
"Fine. Let's go to the gym. I'll tell you over a spar." She stood up and waiting for me. I pointed at my wrist.
"Broken wrist remember?"
"I'm sure criminals and villains will be kind towards you because you have a boo boo." She had a smirk on her face. I smiled and stood up.
We walked to the gym and she pressed some buttons on the wall and a wooden floor replaced the concrete one, and the walls shifted to look more like a dojo. I whistled and looked around.
"Cool."
"It is." She walked to one side of the floor and got into a fighting stance. "Now come on. I have to make sure your skills are still sharp." I walked to the opposite corner and got into a stance mirroring hers. Her eyebrow raised a little.
"Tell me." I narrowed my eyes and breathed deeply.
"It was the Joker."
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