Trystan ducked under one of the punches, zipping away from Zoom for a brief seconde before being grabbed once again. "You're weak, not nearly as strong ou fast as Wa-" Zoom stopped mid-sentence, only to look over when Impulse ran in. "Whoa, it's actually Zoom! Totally crash!" He grinned, speeding around the two. "Totally not." Trystan glared, swinging his leg up to kick himself from the other's grasp. "I'll be back for you, Trystan." He grinned before running off, leaving Trystan in a confused and muddled state. "Wha?" He shook his head, taking Bart's hand to pull himself up. "How fast were toi going?" Bart asked, nodding his head in the direction of the treadmill. "Not fast enough." He grumbled, smacking Bart's hand away when he reached for the goggles resting on Trystan's head. "Dude! There's a crack in them!" Bart whined out, continuing to fight for them. "Let me see them!" "No!" Trystan said, not moving fast enough to escape Bart's nabbing. "Whoa, these things are just like the original!" He looked at them in amazement, holding the goggles up to the light. "That's because they're exact replicas of Wally's." The ginger hissed out, snatching the goggles back and staring at them. "Are toi mad at me?" Bart asked, Trystan only giving him a confused look. "Because I took over the role of Kid Flash." Trystan shook his head, running the pad of his thumb over over the cracked glass. "No, I didn't have my speed when he told toi to, I never intended to become a speedster until..." His voice trailed off, staring off into nothingness. "Never mind, I need to go see Artemis." He said, speeding out of the room.

Trystan was there in a matter of seconds, rapidly knocking at the blonde's door. He held the goggles tightly as the door was opened, holding them out in an almost shameful manner. "They cracked.." He whispered, avoiding eye contact. "I see that.." Artemis said, looking over the glasses as she stepped aside to let Trystan in. "I'll try and fix these the best that I can.." She stated, wandering off with Trystan close on her heels. "But until then," she opened up a drawer, pulling out another pair. "Take these." She smiled, Trystan's eyes widening. "The originals.." He whispered, reaching out to take them. "He told me that if toi ever became a speedster, they were yours. Of course, he'd wanted to give them to toi to personally." Artemis smiled, hugging the boy back when he done so.. "Thank you.."


Alex sighed when Riddler walked away, rubbing the back of her head before rolling her eyes. "Moron." She mumbled, quietly leaving Arkham as she pondered over the riddle. Her tracks instantly stopped at the sudden realization over what Riddler meant. "Oh, you've got to be kidding me. Of all the places, he HAS to choose our old backyard." With a roll of the eyes, Alex pushed open the last door before flying off.

"Well.." Fletcher sighed, crossing his arms. "Fletcher, how well can toi work with metal?" Tobias asked, earning a concerned look from the chemist. "Not very well.. But there a was boy a here a few years il y a who specialized in it before he escaped." He shrugged, walking from the window. "Call him."

Apologies for not getting this up sooner.. But life is less hectic now.