Justice League Porn Story: Resurrecting the Red Chapter 31

Justice League Porn Story: Resurrecting the Red Chapter 31

Sorry for the much delayed update. I havent forgotten this story, Ive just been extremely busy.

Resurrecting the Red

Chapter 31: The More Things Change

Wally calmly handed a glass of water to the confused man under his care. Clone of Lex Luthor or not, the speedster refused to treat the man with nothing but kindness. However, as much as an idealist as he was, Wallace West was also a realist.

Others in the League werent likely to share his view, regardless of them having the best of intentions.

Why do people keep staring at me? the clone asked. Clothed now in a spare set of clothing that Wally had found, the bald man was now sitting warily on a chair in the Leagues infirmary. He gripped his glass of water tightly as he searched for an answer on Wallys face.

You look like someone they used to know, Wally answered, thinking quickly. Someone they didnt really get along with.

Am I him? the other man asked quietly. Wally paused, but due to his super speed, the clone luckily didnt notice.

No, but youre related to him, Wally finally said. He had to be careful, as he wasnt sure what to not tell the man. As he wasnt exactly Luthor, he hadnt done anything wrong yet. According to Bruce, about half of the original Luthors memories had probably been downloaded into the clones brain. Which of Luthors memories the man now had though, was a different question. Jonn would probably scan him later.

Do you remember anything? the speedster asked. The clone started to shake his head no, but then paused in thought.

I remember something about a man in red and blue, but its really blurry, the clone admitted. Wally made a mental note of that, as the clone hadnt actually seen Superman yet.

Why are you wearing a mask? the clone finally asked, unable to contain his curiosity. In fact, why are a lot of the people here wearing weird clothing?

How would you know if its weird or not? Wally asked with a smile. You dont remember anything.

Er

And Ill have you know that my mask is very stylish, the speedster added with mock seriousness. The other mans lips twitched slightly in response. Wally took that as a good sign.

By the way, my names Wally, he said. Bruce and everyone else would probably want to kill him for giving that away, but the former Flash wasnt concerned. Considering that he was officially declared dead, hed have to take up an assumed name anyway. If worse came to worse, it wasnt as if Jonn couldnt wipe it from his memory.

Wally? the clone asked. He looked at the red head in surprise before staring down at his hands. The speedster wasnt surprised at the next question he asked.

Whats my name?

Wally paused another microsecond as he considered his response.

Lets call you Ira for now, he finally answered. That had been his grandfathers name. Wally hoped that

You okay? the other man asked in concern. Wally nodded as he rubbed his forehead. For a brief moment, his vision had blurred and a sharp pain had run through his body.

Im fine.

The pain was gone now anyway. Wally pushed the incident from his mind as he focused his attention back on the other man.

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A week later, the seven original members of the Justice League had gathered for an informal meeting at the Kent farm. Normally, other senior League members would be included, but this was different. This was special.

Hot chocolate Bruce? Clark asked. Bruce raised an eyebrow as he gave a wry smile.

Still a boy scout after all these years I see.

No, actually Im just an old farm boy who loves his chocolate, the Kryptonian admitted. He poured a cup for Bruce and handed it to his old friend. After a moment of thought, he pulled out several more cups. John would be indignant if he found out that hed missed a chance of getting hot chocolate.

Wheres everyone else? Bruce asked. We agreed to start the meeting at ten. He took the frothy cup of chocolate and sipped gingerly on it.

You always make it too hot Kent.

A complaint by the great Bruce Wayne? Clark Kent smiled with mock surprise. Either youve gotten cranky in your old age or Terrys rubbed off on you.

If I were Terry, all of your hot chocolate would be gone and half of your fridge would be empty, Bruce observed dryly.

And If I were David or Wally, there would be no food in this house, Clark added. Both men shared a chuckle. The Kryptonian smiled inwardly as he watched Bruce relax. Terry had done wonders on him. He shook his head and returned to their original topic.

Wallys on a food run

Didnt see that coming, Bruce said dryly.

Jonns with him

Are you trying to frighten me Kent?

Whys that frightening? Clark asked. The other man bit his lip back in a rare smile.

Do you have any idea how much food and Oreo cookies they can buy? Wally and Jonn have been missing for decades and now weve let them loose in a grocery store with no supervision, he said. You might have to put it all out in one of the barns.

Youre the one that gave Wally money, Clark pointed out. Bruce sighed, as if to say I regret it now. Clark chuckled as he continued naming off their presently absent friends.

Diana isactually I have no idea where Diana is, Clark admitted. I thought she was with Shayera.

Shes not?

No, right now Shayeras trying to make John understand that hes no longer forty years old. Superhearing had its perks. The former Green Lantern had apparently decided that he needed to fix the ceiling light in Karas old bedroom. Hopefully Shayera could talk him out of it before he fell and broke something.

Do I even want to know what hes up to this time? Bruce asked. He challenged Terry to a basketball game yesterday.

Johns a kid at heart Bruce, he always has been. The only difference now is that hes no longer afraid to admit to it.

Bruce smirked as he blew on his hot chocolate. Unfortunately for John, he no longer had the body to act like a kid. His smirk widened as the faint sound of Thanagarian cursing drifted down the stairs.

Johns trying to fix the light in that bedroom, isnt he?

Bruce was answered by a crash and a yelp of pain.

Wallace Rudolph West and Jonn Jonzz stared in silent awe at the wall of snacks in front of them. Dozens of tantalizing new items greeted their eyes.

Twenty. Twenty new flavors of Oreos, Wally whispered. The disguised Jonn stared wide eyed at the different flavors.

Do you think Bruce would mind if we?

Pleaseforty boxes of Oreos? Wally asked, as of course, each man would want one for himself. He can afford to buy the whole company. Besides, he wanted to see the look on the mans face when he and Jonn hauled in their loot.

Oh for the love of Hera, why am I not surprised?

Wally nearly dropped his armful of Oreos as he jumped into the air. A bemused smile crossed the Martians face as he began slipping the cookies into the shopping cart. The speedster scowled, as the man had obviously failed to warn him that a certain Amazon was in the store.

Diana! Wally hissed, keeping his voice down. He and Jonn were already attracting some curious stares. The last thing he needed was for anyone to recognize Wonder Woman. The woman in question rolled her eyes as she placed her own items into their cart.

Sweet tea? Wally asked. Since when do you drink sweet tea? Andwait aare those Twinkies? Twinkies!?

I blame William, she sighed, referring to a now adult Billy Batson.

Turned you to the Dark Side, did he? Wally laughed. Ollie and I corrupted him well.

He used to be such a sweet boy, Diana accused.

That sweet boy taught my kids how to swear in German.

Didnt a certain someone also teach them how to swear in Kryptonian? Diana asked, raising an eyebrow. Wally snorted in reply.

Some Boy Scout he turned out to be.

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Maxine Gibson displayed an air of confidence as she wound her way through the Gotham City Police Department, hiding a small knot of anxiety. The Commissioner had asked her to meet with her in her office, as this was the only time that the busy Gordon could meet with her this week. The Luthor affair was still keeping them all busy.

According to Terry, Gordon had spent ten minutes swearing at the amount of paperwork she had to do when hed last dropped unannounced into her office. Max was fairly certain that at least some of those ten minutes were spent swearing at Terry.

The teenager took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She took a moment to summon her courage and raised her fist up to knock on the door.

Get in here Gibson.

Damn, she was good.

Max opened the door and strode into the office. The young woman paused in surprise when she spotted another occupant in the room.

Dont mind me, Kara Kent grinned. The blonde lounged lazily on the edge of the Commissioners messy desk as she sipped on an iced mocha.

Yes, she has the annoying habit of taking up space, Barbara Gordon said dryly, but Max detected no trace of actual irritation in her voice. It suddenly struck her that these two women were old friends.

Well duh Gibson, they were Batgirl and Supergirl.

Uhyou wanted to see me? Max asked.

I wanted to tell you that you did a good job and that Im impressed, Barbara said. Indeed, she truly was. After Wally had taken the awakened Luthor clone back up to the Watchtower, Max had managed to prevent most of the others from being destroyed.

Is that?

And I want to offer you a proposition, the Commissioner finished. Maxs heart skipped a beat.

Proposition? she asked weakly, trying not to get her hopes up. An all too familiar smirk rose on Gordons face. Maxine knew it all too well, as Terry had a similar one.

She wants you to be the new Oracle, Kara piped up. Barbara glared at her friend. The blonde sipped innocently on her drink, knowing full well that she had spoiled the other womans fun.

Really? a surprised Max asked. I thought you were against vigilantism now.

I didnt say I was training you to be Batgirl, Barbara replied wryly. Youre not going to be running around in a mask and tights if you work for me.

But as Oracle Id still be helping vigilantism, Max replied innocently.

Shes good, Kara said. I like her. We can use another smart ass.

Shut up Kent.

Someones gotten cranky in her old age, the other woman quipped. I think you need an iced mocha. Barbara rolled her eyes and sighed, causing Max to suppress a snicker.

Technically you may occasionally be helping certain vigilantes and superheroes, Barbara finally said, But youll mostly be helping me.

You know, thats called rationalizing in some places, Kara pointed out.

And in addition youll work as my aide, Babs continued, pointedly ignoring the Argosian. Youll be paid of course.

Uh Max stammered.

And of course Ill train you when I have the time. Your hacking skills are good kid, but they can be better.

I

And I expect you to learn martial arts. Even if you dont run around in tights, you have to be able to defend yourself, Barbara continued.

When will

I know a good school in Gotham you can go to. Im personal friends with the main instructor.

I Max attempted again.

Jeez Babs, doesnt the kid get to talk?

Finally, at least once a week you will be personally training with me, the Commissioner finished. She crossed her fingers and peered intently at the pink haired teenager. A long moment of silence passed as Maxine stared at the white haired woman. Gordon had certainly put a lot of thought into this.

When do I start? Max grinned. A large smirk crossed Barbaras face as her eyes twinkled mischievously.

I need some help sorting through my paper work. Feel free to kick Kara off the desk.

What? Kara asked. Im sitting here!

Lesson number one, Barbara Gordon stated, looking at Max. Never be intimidated by a big Red S. They should be the ones intimidated by you.

May your coffee always be scalding hot, Kara muttered.

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John did what!? Wally asked.

I was trying to fix the light, an irate John Stewart replied. He crossed his arms and glared at the red head. The former Marine had his now sprained ankle propped up on a pillow.

You were trying to fix a ceiling light, Shayera sighed. Youre eighty-six years old John! You walk with a cane. What in the world were you thinking?

He wasnt, Bruce smirked. John glared at him.

Anyway, Clark sighed. Were just lucky that nothings broken. If Shayera hadnt caught you, itd be worse. At least they hadnt woken Lois up. His wife hadnt aged as well as John or Bruce, despite the fact that shed never taken the physical punishments that theyd had when they were younger. It was very hard for him to see how frail shed become.

We have business to attend to, Bruce said. The seven friends looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

Yeah, we can make fun of John later.

Shut up Wally, John glared.

Just like old times, Diana murmured. She felt her heart warm as she took in the sight of all seven of them together.

Good God Wally! John shouted. How much did you and Jonn buy!?

Hey! I brought you Ben & Jerrys! Be nice!

Would you two please be quiet? Clark pleaded. Lois is sleeping.

John started it!

Bruce sighed a moment before brandishing his cane threateningly at the other two men. Unfortunately, it didnt quite have the desired effect. Wally merely laughed and John brandished his own cane in response.

Bring it Bruce, John ordered.

Hera, Diana muttered. She and Shayera laughed as an exasperated Clark finally confiscated John and Bruces canes and hid them in an undisclosed location.

Yes, they had serious business to attend to. They needed to discuss the fate of Alexandra Luthor, her fathers clones, and other matters. However, that could wait a few more minutes.

For the moment, Diana of Themyscira simply enjoyed the company of her six friends.

The more things change, the more they stay the same.

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