Summary:
Closure
"…Because so many things need to be said besides "goodbye"," Lightning Lad explained, holding Saturn Girl back from going after their friends. He pulled her closer as she watched Shrinking Violet go off in one direction, and Bouncing Boy in another…

Hola! :waves: so, who saw the series finale, Dark Victory? :pumps hand up in the air: Woohoo! Awesome, to say the least. then agin, if you haven't seen it by now, you're sorta behind on the times… And yet, so many people complaining that there wasn't enough… "Closure"… between all of this. So I resurrected the story for a brief period of time and created… :Drumrolll: this! Tada!

:cough: anyway… LoSH! (Animated series) is now officially over, and has been over. I missed it so I made this. I dedicate this story—which will have four chapters—to the season three that will never see the light of day! :cries: I also warn; this fic will provide hints of SGxLL, BBxTG, and B5xSV. If you couldn't tell. Anyway, here's the first chapter! RnR, people!

5 pages long in WORD

Ch. 1—A Purposeful Ceremony

Brin Lando stood among the other Legionnaires as he waited for the ceremony to start. It was after the fight with Brainiac 5 and his ancestor who'd corrupted him. Kell-El was being officially sworn into the Legion, or he would be in about ten minutes.

Unlike the other Legionnaires, Brin, aka Timber Wolf, stood apart from the crowd. He didn't talk to anybody (no surprise there,) and he surveyed his surroundings. Or at least he pretended to. What he was really doing was thinking… long and hard.

What really shocked Timber Wolf about this ceremony was the fact that they were having it. Or the fact that Superman thought that Kell-El needed it. Timber Wolf had always considered Kell to be part of the Legion, despite the fact that the clone didn't have his own flight ring or communications belt. He was as much part of the team as Superman or even Timber Wolf himself was part of the team—ring or no ring, they worked together, and thus they were a team.

Timber Wolf was still shocked to hear that Kell didn't feel the same. When it turned out that Kell didn't seem to care about the team, or think he was a part of it. When Superman was declared dead, Kell had shrunk away from the group, and Timber Wolf had gone to find him. At first he thought it was because superman was dead—he didn't attend the 'funeral' afterwards, either.

But no—Kell had been upset over Imperiex being dead.

(Flashback)

"You missed the service" Timber Wolf said, as though it weren't obvious enough. He stood at the front of the room that Kell-El sat in. He peered in at the clone, wondering if he should say something else, but there was this look in his eyes… This empty, confused, disbelieving look. And Brin was so sure that he'd seen that look somewhere before—but he couldn't place it. what was that look… what did it mean? He didn't know.

So Brin didn't say anything.

It was Kell who spoke. His voice had an odd waver to it, a confused shock as he talked. "I can't believe he's gone." He said, making Timber Wolf's stomach sink a little. " I just can't believe he's actually gone."

"Hey. We'll get through this together." He tried to console him. He stepped forward. "We're all taking the loss of Superman hard."

Then, something he didn't expect. Kell sat up, a hard look in his eye. "Superman? I'm talking about Imperiex!"

Timber Wolf didn't expect that at all. He blinked, unsure of what to say, and Kell seemed to get angrier. "I don't expect you to understand," he said, glaring at Timber Wolf, "but my life's purpose was to DESTROY him. And now that that's been taken from me by someone else, I just feel so… USESLESS."

Silence.

So that odd look in Kell's eye had been one of loss, kind of. It was difficult to understand, but Kell had indeed lost something. His purpose. And Timber Wolf knew that look. Out of all the Legionnaires, he could probably understand that emotion best. But he also knew that the emotion that Kell was struggling with wasn't healthy, so he tried to talk him out of it. "Well then I guess that's it, huh? You might as well just pack it in now. Never mind that Brainiac five is out there and we've got to—"

Kell stepped in, again raising his voice. "I've seen the future! Brainy WINS. There's nothing we can do to stop him!"

He was giving up. And oh, that made Timber Wolf so angry. "You can try!" he screamed, frustrated by now, grabbing the clone by the front of his hazmat suit and shoving him against the wall. Why wouldn't he listen?! "Or are you going to walk out on the Legion? Like a coward?"

Kell's green eyes flashed. "How can I walk out on something I was never a part of?!" He yelled back, throwing Brin away from him…

(end flashback)

Timber Wolf understood that Kell was a straightforward man. That his only concern was Imperiex, and defeating him, no matter what it took. Heck, the wolfman should've guessed what was wrong the moment that the corrupted Brainiac 5 had "Deleted" Imperiex, right in front of them. The look on Kell's face was one of horror.

It was expected. After all, Kell had probably been told, from birth, that his only purpose was to destroy Imperiex. He'd probably been waiting all his life to take revenge on the tyrant. Not only was there a letdown and anti-climactic finish of his mission—one he didn't even get to complete—but in the aftermath, there was nothing, seemingly.

Brin knew about that. He knew very well. He grew up under his father's guidance, watching him closely and learning. Before the whole "Incident" that turned Brin into Timber Wolf, Brin had been aspiring to be a scientist. Just like his father.

Then, after his father's twisted mind changed him into this, he felt confused. He was no longer going to help the world and create experiments, he now was an experiment.

It was a huge… revelation. That Brin didn't want to be like his father. He'd realized it—that shocking feeling that one's goal isn't worthy, that your path has changed. He took that moment, that revelation, and broke away from his father's lab, hiding in the woods.

Of course, afterwards, he had no direction. It wasn't just the chemicals in his brain that held him back from changing into Timber Wolf and out of that strange, animalistic state. It was the loss of direction. After all, why should he turn back and try to be human, try to control himself? Why leave this comfort, the dark woods or the warm earth beneath his paws? There was no sense to it. He stayed how he was. Here, there was no sense, but at least he didn't have to try and look for a purpose, when he was stuck as an animal.

Then Saturn Girl showed up. It didn't take long to put two and two together; that his father was sending others after him. That's what the robots were for, too. But Brin could sense something special in Saturn Girl, as animals are always sensitive to paranormal abilities like telepathy. It was her that he followed, her that he chose to explain things to. He tried to tell her to leave, tell her that she was being set up.

But instead of leaving, she helped him. She implanted her own thoughts into his mind, turning him back to human form. Those thoughts were ones of kindness and, more importantly, words of purpose. The purpose of life brought him back to his own body, and gave him a reason to walk on two legs.

So yes, Timber Wolf knew all about purpose, and loss of it. His purpose was now with the Legion, to help others with his newly gained powers.

That's why he tried to stop Kell as he tried to leave. Even though Kell had yelled at him and hit him and imprisoned him temporarily in the green ice-powers of his, He broke free and tried to call him back, the only way he knew how. He had to call Kell-El back, because Kell was without purpose.

Didn't he see that his purpose was standing in front of him?

The Legion! The Legion was his purpose!

Not the Legion itself, but what it stood for—helping others. Uniting the world. Giving comfort to those who were afraid. That was the Legion, the Legion that he could not walk out of. Pompous attitude or not, Kell was a superman, and he was part of the Legion.

And now, standing at the front and receiving his instructions, it looked like Kell-El finally understood that.

Timber Wolf blinked at the sight—yes, Kell-El was, indeed, up at the front. So the ceremony would be starting soon, huh?

About time… They'd been waiting for about half an hour…

Of course, Timber Wolf didn't have any room to complain, really. He had all his limbs, and wasn't bandaged up, like half the others who were standing in front of, and around, himself.

It was long enough after the fight with Brainiac 1.0 that most Legionnaires were there in the crowd; albeit looking a little beat up. Lightning Lad, for instance, was sporting a new metallic prosthesis, his old cannon-one having blown up. His new arm suited him, actually… the metal had more of a 'blue' sheen to it, to match his eyes, and had little gold accents around the edges. The gold probably stands for the boy's vanity, Timber Wolf couldn't help but think. He was about to go over and mention it to him, when Lightning Lad darted forward and grabbed someone by the hand.

Timber Wolf stopped a good three feet away, pricking up his ears so he could hear better. What was going on…?

"Saturn Girl," he heard Lightning Lad murmur. The teen pulled the telepath backwards by the hand, away from the group.

The blonde turned to give him a hard look. "Garth, let me go. Something's wrong, and I don't think I should just let them…!"

Garth put a finger to her lips, silencing her. "Let them go," he said quietly, looking up. Timber Wolf looked up, seeing two receding forms. The first was definitely Bouncing Boy, who was walking off in the direction of the main hall in a limp—he'd gotten hit hard before he'd been 'digitized' by Brainiac 1.0. The other, who was harder to see, was Shrinking Violet, and she was heading straight back, into the heart of the Legion HQ.

"But I sense…" Saturn Girl put her hand to her temple. "Neither of them are well enough to be off without supervision, but I also… I sense nervousness, displacement… running amok in their minds…" she shook her head, trying to pry her hand out of Garth's metallic grip.

Instead of letting her, Garth gave a sigh. "Imra," he said, calling Saturn Girl by her given name. the use of her true name made her stop. "You know very well why they're going."

"But why? Can't they at least wait?" she asked, trying to go after them. "They aren't well!"

"They need to say it now," Garth told her kindly, sneaking an arm around her waist and pulling her back. He didn't want to pull too hard on her arm, after all, and Saturn Girl was giving quite a fight for something like this. "And you know very well that they must."

"Why?"

"Because so many things need to be said besides "goodbye"," Lightning Lad explained, holding Saturn Girl back from going after their friends. He pulled her closer as she watched Shrinking Violet go off in one direction, and Bouncing Boy in another, and slowly she stopped fidgeting. Her eyes remained locked on their forms, worried as ever, so Lightning Lad added something else, so quietly that Timber Wolf hardly heard it;

"They need to say hello."

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Yes, I started off with Kell-El, because I felt that was something I needed to finish out. And because they made it such a big deal in the episode, I figured it needed to be addressed. And the only reason I chose Timber Wolf was because he's the one who confronted Kell. If it was Lightning Lad, or even someone as unlikely as Cosmic Boy, then I would've used them instead. So don't look too much into it.

But I finish with that. Next chatper's on its way! I'll be dealing with Bouncing Boy and Duo Damsel/Triplicate girl as trippy white comes back, and then the chapter after that, I'll deal with a Vi/Brainy confrontation. Stay tuned!

RnR, plz, I giv cookies!!1one! XD

Note! I do not... uh... wait... what was I saying? something about LoSH? and... legal rights? what? here, lemme check my script... ah! I see! I was supposed to say "Sorry, you can't get your money bac--"Oh, no, wait, that was for something else. I was supposed to say "I don't own LoSH!" ...as though you couldn't figure that out for yourselves...