This is probably the dumbest thing I've ever done. Once again, inspiration struck me randomly and I now have to write this story. Which now means I am writing 4 fics at once :/ Yes. I am a genius. That means updates probably won't be as frequent as I would like them to be (preferably about three days, tops) but I'll have to do a chapter at least once a week.

But I'm not promising anything, because I know all too well of the harms of making promises I can't keep.

Ok. Firstly, I am not American, so if I get any American speech patterns wrong or make them sound too British, well that's why :) But I should do ok; I watch too many Americans on TV anyway.

There will be some... well, a lot of Flash torture in this fic! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.

Also, if I get any facts or anything wrong about any of the characters, PLEASE say! I only just got into DC about 6 months ago, and before that I was a massive Marvel fangirl (I still am, though), so I really don't know a lot about the characters except for the stuff I can find on the internet and in my comics, which isn't a lot because I live 40 miles away from the nearest comic shop.

But whatever.

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"Flash."

No reply.

"Flash." Batman repeated, louder this time.

Still no reply.

"Flash!" Batman spun around in his chair to see Flash smirking at him.

"Yes?" he said sweetly.

Batman rolled his eyes and sighed in annoyance.

"Pass me that USB stick," he turned around, pointing to a table a few metres away from both of them.

Flash feebly lifted an arm in its direction. "Can't reach, sorry."

Batman spun around again and glared at Flash, until he felt a cold gust of air and a 'plop' of the stick landing in front of him.

"Thanks," he grumbled, but Flash was gone already.

He ran around the Watchtower until he found Superman. God, I'm bored, he thought. The only JL members in the Watchtower were himself, Bats, Supes, and the ones on monitor duty, but he didn't want to disturb them. All others were either on missions or in their alter-egos.

"Ohhhh Superman!" he sang.

Superman briefly raised his head from whatever he was doing. "Yeah Flash?"

"Watcha doin'?" he perched himself on the edge of a table.

"Just reading some stuff."

"Boring. Wanna get lunch?"

Superman sighed and abandoned his attempts at reading. "No. Why don't you go see if anything's happening in Central City? You don't have to be told what to do all the time, you know." He smiled at Flash, hoping he would take a hint.

"I know that!" he cried indignantly. "Fine. Think I might go do something fun."

He didn't exactly know why, but he suddenly felt a massive urge to go to Gotham City. He didn't understand why, but he knew there was nothing better to do. Flash ran to the teleporter and beamed himself down to the Dark Knight's city.

The second he arrived he found he strongly felt the need to go towards the docks. He followed his strange instinct and found himself pulled into an old warehouse. He stopped, not liking where this was going. Why had he felt so drawn to the place? He couldn't get out of the warehouse, even if he wanted to; the urge to go upstairs was the strongest he'd felt.

Flash ran upstairs and opened a door. Once inside, he gasped. The thing he was being drawn to was some sort of red bubble, and it was floating about a metre away from him. He was so mesmerised by the object he didn't even notice the Joker walking up next to him and stabbing a needle into his neck.

Sorry this chapter's so short, but it's only because it's like the introduction/prologue thingy. No, I have no idea what that red bubble thing was, just some random thing the Joker made or stole :/ I have no idea. I just needed the Flash to be lured towards him, and I couldn't think of any other way for it to be JUST Flash and not make him sound like an eejit who falls into traps all the time. Not that he didn't fall into a trap this time, but he couldn't resist it. Yes, I know, dumb beginning, but the next chapters will get better. You see, I had thought of the idea for the story but I had only thought of the main bit and the climax, and I never plan stories, I just write them like that. So I'm rubbish at beginnings and ends, so excuse me. Oh, and pardon my rambling.

Next chapter may come in the next couple of hours, because I'm quite a fast typer, especially when it comes to exciting bits, and the next chapter's exciting, so unless my sister wants her laptop back the next chapter will almost definitely be tonight.

Oh, and one other thing, I know it's hard to believe that there were only like, 5 Justice League members in the Watchtower at one time but I had to think of a reason for Flash to get bored so yeah.

Oh one titchy witchy last thing; some fanfics writers say, 'I'll update if I get 10 reviews!' Or, 'If I get no reviews I won't update!' But I'm not like that. :) All my stories are mainly because I enjoy writing them, so I'll update no matter what, even if no one even reads the thing :) I promise you the next chapter will be better, longer, and have some sort of one-sided action (torture. That's just my sort of nicer way of saying torture. One sided action. Doesn't quite fit the description but I don't give a damn.)

Also, next chapter won't have nearly as long of an AN as this is, I'm just paranoid people will ask me things and then I'll have to *shudder* answer them... (I'm socially moronic).

Ok. Yes. PLEASE REVIEW!