[i][color=9e0b0f][center][h1]Justice League Origins:[/h1][/center][/color][/i]
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[b][u][i][color=gold]The West Household[/color][/i][/u][/b]

Barry sat on the living room couch, relishing in the comfort it brought him. The wounds inflicted upon him during his fight with Snart and Rory had disappeared soon after Cisco had patched him up, and now, three days later, Barry was waiting irritably for the duo's next move. The TV was on, Channel 52 playing a story on yours truly, the Flash. Normally, a smile would be plastered on Barry's face as his ego soaked up the attention, but his eyes and focus were elsewhere.

Iris West sat opposite him, her brown hair tucked behind her ear to make room for the phone she was talking into. She was Barry's best friend, and had been for a long time. In his opinion, she was the best example of one: loyal, caring, and, he'll be damned, absolutely beautiful. Not that the last one was part of the criteria, he just thought that it was a nice bonus.

He'd stopped denying his feelings for her a long time ago, and he often found himself wondering if they could be more than just best friends. But he never seemed to find the courage to tell her, and, time and time again, what confidence he did have would take a deep plunge when she mentioned another guy.

[color=00aeef]"Yeah, sure, the movies sound great. Okay. See you later, Eddie. Bye,"[/color] Iris said, hanging up and placing the phone on the coffee table in front of her.

Trying hard not to sigh, Barry gave her the best quizzical look he could muster and asked, [color=#ba1026]"Who's Eddie?"[/color]

His best friend looked at him, her smile bright and her excitement almost contagious. Almost. [color=00aeef]"He's this guy I met at Jitters. He's really sweet, and handsome, and genuine, and he asked me out on a date. I'm meeting him at the movies tonight."[/color]

A strange, unpleasant feeling bubbled in Barry's stomach. [i][color=#ba1026]Ah, jealousy. We meet again.[/color][/i]

[color=#ba1026]"That's great. Good luck,"[/color] he said through gritted teeth. He hoped she didn't notice.

His mood just about ruined, Barry turned his attention to the TV. What he saw simultaneously shocked him and blew his mind.

[color=#ba1026]"Uh-- Iris? Can you tell Joe that I won't be home till late? I, uh, have a-- a nerd meeting at, uh, STAR Labs. Thanks, you're the best, bye."[/color] And with that, he was jogging out of the room and dashing through Central City, his suit on and a connection established with Cisco, his destination: Metropolis.

[color=db953e]"Dude!"[/color] yelled Cisco, [color=db953e]"Where've you been? I've been trying to call you for ages! Captain Cold and Heatwave were spotted again. They're robbing Central City National!"[/color]

[color=#ba1026]"Listen, Cisco, I don't have time to deal with those guys or your nicknames. There are bigger problems right now. Turn on the news."[/color]

A pause of several seconds.

[color=db953e]"Oh, that is not good."[/color]

[color=#ba1026]"I know. And that's where I'm headed."[/color]

Barry was in over his head, he was sure of it. He'd only been active as the Flash for barely a month now, and the toughest fight he's been in was against two robbers. How was he going to beat giant robots if he couldn't even beat two regular guys? He didn't know. But he did know one thing.

He had to help Metropolis.