Somewhere in New Jersey

[-nightwing-.livejournal.com]

The Titans' arrival is silent and swift, determined and precise. Before the shadow of the jet falls over the state line, Nightwing is relaying the plan to the rest of the team.

"Starfire, flank the building and come around from the rear. Hit it hard, make sure they can't get out. Robin, hit the power on that place. Don't wait, Wonder Girl and Nightstar - get inside and do what you do best. Kid Flash, Jesse, you're looking for anything in there while they're being kept busy that can give us an edge on this damned virus. Omen, keep tabs on any magic users in there. Flamebird, Speedy, follow me in after the heavy hitters do their thing. We're on cleanup."

He pauses to check the instrumentation. "And whoever finds Light... make sure you hurt him."

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[kidflash2.livejournal.com]

Bart appears in Wally's path suddenly. "Why are you interfering, Wally? We can handle this!"

[fleet-feet.livejournal.com]

"You guys are attacking STAR Labs, Bart!" he snaps in anger. "What the hell do you think you're DOING?!"

[kidflash2.livejournal.com]

"We tracked Dr. Light here! What, are you jealous the Titans got here first?"

[fleet-feet.livejournal.com]

"Jealous?! Stop being a moron, Bart! He's playing you!"

He turns around to see the chaos. "I've gotta stop you guys before you screw things up even more!"

[kidflash2.livejournal.com]

"I'm smarter than you are! Grandpa would be ashamed of you."

The words may sting, but the hail of small stones thrown at supersonic speeds might possibly sting more.

"Go home!"

[fleet-feet.livejournal.com]

The first few hit him, and he barks a noise of pain, but soon, he's catching them all and chucking them right back.

That was a low blow. Kid needs to be taught a lesson.

So he runs in under the flying stones to go for a leg sweep - keep him off his feet, he can't get anywhere...

[kidflash2.livejournal.com]

If Wally has a rival amongst the speedsters, it's Bart - but he's yet to reach his full potential. Wally's able to close the distance and connect with the sweep - but a little hop keeps Bart upright, and he's off to the races.

"I'll show you.." His voice trails off as he zooms away.

[fleet-feet.livejournal.com]

Dammit, there's no telling WHAT he's gonna do now. Wally's on his feet instantly, tearing off after the kid wearing his old uniform.

Gotta stop the little brat before he gets even stupider. Bulling forward, hoping to be able to grab Bart's arm...

[kidflash2.livejournal.com]

He knows he won't lose Wally in a straightaway, so he resorts to advanced tactics - taking a sudden turn, he vibrates through the walls of the laboratory one after the other, looking to break line of sight long enough to set up his idea.

[fleet-feet.livejournal.com]

Almost, dammit.

Most any other time, he'd spin around and come through the other door to head him off at the pass - but not with Bart. He's too fast, and there's no telling what these insane Titans are gonna do to people inside this lab.

He's phasing through the walls right after him, keeping up admirably.

[kidflash2.livejournal.com]

Bart twists and turns, almost randomly - using the time Wally needs to spot which direction he's gone in to eke out just a little bit more lead - then he runs back outside.

When Wally spots him, again, he's not quite as far across the parking lot as he should be - what's he done?

Ah. It seems Bart made quick use of some friction to superheat the asphalt in the parking lot to re-liquefy the tar.

[fleet-feet.livejournal.com]

Son of a... rookie mistake, to fall for that trick. The tar coats his feet and slows him to a halt - but he's not down and out. As he struggles to vibrate himself free, his arms whirl into powerful cyclone bursts of wind, to blast at Bart and knock him back and as far away as possible...

[kidflash2.livejournal.com]

The cyclonic winds seem to put a damper on his planned follow-up, as he tumbles backwards. He's not off his feet for long, though - hopping up and using the winds to push him off in a dash away from Wally.

[fleet-feet.livejournal.com]

It takes FAR too long for his leg vibrations to free him from the tar, but eventually, he springs out with similar cyclone bursts from his feet. The residual gunk on his boots also slows him down fractionally - which is all you need when dealing with speedsters.

Still, he's off after his extremely disappointing protege as quickly as he can manage in the circumstances...

[kidflash2.livejournal.com]

And guess who's on his way back, after a brief visit to a local store?

It's Bart, and it looks like he's borrowed a page out of the Trickster's book, though even the Trickster's never resorted to hurling simple Silly Putty at the Flash.

Nonetheless, a dozen egg-shaped blobs are coming in at near the speed of sound.

[fleet-feet.livejournal.com]

Silly Putty - what the hell is he thinking?

He dodges a few, knowing that anything coming at him at high speed is going to sting, but come on it's not like - OW!

There's absolutely NO elasticity in this goop at this speed, and it shatters like glass - and once one hits, it's easier for several more to hit and bloody up his body. He manages to keep it out of his eyes, but his arms, raised defensively, are ripped up something fierce.

The kid gets cussed out violently...

[kidflash2.livejournal.com]

"You're a has-been. And that's a Flash Fact."

If Bart has a cardinal vice, it is overconfidence. He runs in a tighening circle, attempting to draw the oxygen out from around his mentor.

[fleet-feet.livejournal.com]

Wally has had enough.

His breath is held, and he waits for Bart to JUST get close enough... then he lunches for the kid's throat, both hands gripping it in a stranglehold as he begins to draw the Speed Force out of the kid entirely.

"What the Flash GIVETH, the Flash also TAKETH AWAY!"

[kidflash2.livejournal.com]

The abrupt stop and the the stranglehold aren't doing Bart's breathing any favors, but they may have shocked him back to his senses. "W-Wally.." he rasps.