Crossover with DCAU
What happens when the DCAU Rogues switch places with the Comic Rogues?
Chaos.
A/N
So I watched the episode "Flash and Substance" from the DCAU, and a couple of episodes with the Evil League. Because of that, I had a thought. What if the Rogues from the Comicverse were swapped with the DCAU Rogues? And I mean all of those babies. What are the Rogues, if not a family?
And, of course, they'd bring an interesting dynamic. The Rogues in DCAU seem to not have their honour code...but they traded no honour code for seeming incompetence. Interesting.
So, I hope you enjoy.
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Mick Rory was first aware of the fact that it was really, really wet wherever he was, and it was pissing him off. Sitting up, he coughed for a minute, lip twitching in disgust at the layer of mist forming on his suit. Water drying always left a chill, and he DID NOT like that.
That was when he realized that he was somewhere really, really red, and kind of stereotypically evil. Like, black spiked and all of that shit. Raising his eyebrows at the décor, he quickly grabbed his gear and put it on, finger itching towards the trigger. He really hoped that the Suicide Squad wasn't going after all of them.
Turning a corner, he caught a reflective, glass door, and stopped.
"Sam...?" He whispered, eyes wide with disbelief. Immediately, Mirror Master reached out and pulled him into the dimension, hand covering Heatwave's mask.
"Shh, Mick. I think we've been captured."
"But Sam, you're-"
"I know. Apparently, not anymore. I woke up here and went into a mirror to see where we are. I spotted Roscoe and Mark, but they're both still knocked out. We're getting them, and getting out of here. I already found our base back in Keystone. The thing looks abandoned."
Mick blinked slowly.
"Sam...I don't know if...being back in Keystone is the greatest idea. You heard about Piper, right?"
"What about him?"
"I'll...explain shit when we're all out."
"Whatever. Let's just move."
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James Jesse was pissed off. Beyond pissed off. Pissed off didn't even cover it.
Currently, he was standing in an abandoned apartment, dying his hair back to its natural blond, and re-building his airwalkers out of stolen tools from radioshack. He desperately needed a shower, and to find out where the hell he was, and why he woke up in a mental hospital instead of in hell, like he had expected. He broke out, stole some clothes and tools (no way in hell was he wearing a hospital gown across the city, and he rather liked his canary-yellow shirt and striped, yellow pants.)
While waiting for his hair to take its natural colour again, James sat down and tinkered with his airwalkers, and started calling Piper's cell number. Laying back, he tested the anti-grav tech by hanging upside-down in mid-air.
"Hello...?" The slurred, exhausted voice of Hartley Rathaway said, quite obviously having just woken up. James felt himself immediately feeling better at just that voice alone.
"Piper! It's me! Where are you?"
For a moment, there was dead silence.
"J-James?! What?! Where are you, what's going on? Wait, is this a trick?" It was incredible how fast Hartley's voice went from relieved to accusing. James flipped upright.
"Listen, I woke up in a hospital, no idea why. We'll work everything out when I get there, until then, you stay where you are, okay? Where are you?"
For a long time, there was no reply, and James was afraid Piper hung up.
"...my parent's house."
"Shit!"
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"Cold, wake up." A voice said. A very familiar voice. Disoriented, the leader of the Rogues sat up in confusion.
He was sitting in Iron Heights, without remembering how he got there. Raising his eyebrows, the cryokinetic decided to let it go for the moment.
"Good. You're awake. Now tell me, what are the plans of the Leigon of Doom?"
"Bloody fucking hell, what does the bleedin' bastard want?" Boomerang asked, sitting up and rubbing his head. "Legion of Doom? What are you on, Flash?"
Cold glanced, a bemused look on his face, between the two.
"Wally, what are you up to?" Cold asked. "We haven't done anything yet."
The Flash's eyes widened, and Boomerang just looked confused.
"How do you know my name...?"
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Chaos.
A/N
So I watched the episode "Flash and Substance" from the DCAU, and a couple of episodes with the Evil League. Because of that, I had a thought. What if the Rogues from the Comicverse were swapped with the DCAU Rogues? And I mean all of those babies. What are the Rogues, if not a family?
And, of course, they'd bring an interesting dynamic. The Rogues in DCAU seem to not have their honour code...but they traded no honour code for seeming incompetence. Interesting.
So, I hope you enjoy.
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Mick Rory was first aware of the fact that it was really, really wet wherever he was, and it was pissing him off. Sitting up, he coughed for a minute, lip twitching in disgust at the layer of mist forming on his suit. Water drying always left a chill, and he DID NOT like that.
That was when he realized that he was somewhere really, really red, and kind of stereotypically evil. Like, black spiked and all of that shit. Raising his eyebrows at the décor, he quickly grabbed his gear and put it on, finger itching towards the trigger. He really hoped that the Suicide Squad wasn't going after all of them.
Turning a corner, he caught a reflective, glass door, and stopped.
"Sam...?" He whispered, eyes wide with disbelief. Immediately, Mirror Master reached out and pulled him into the dimension, hand covering Heatwave's mask.
"Shh, Mick. I think we've been captured."
"But Sam, you're-"
"I know. Apparently, not anymore. I woke up here and went into a mirror to see where we are. I spotted Roscoe and Mark, but they're both still knocked out. We're getting them, and getting out of here. I already found our base back in Keystone. The thing looks abandoned."
Mick blinked slowly.
"Sam...I don't know if...being back in Keystone is the greatest idea. You heard about Piper, right?"
"What about him?"
"I'll...explain shit when we're all out."
"Whatever. Let's just move."
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James Jesse was pissed off. Beyond pissed off. Pissed off didn't even cover it.
Currently, he was standing in an abandoned apartment, dying his hair back to its natural blond, and re-building his airwalkers out of stolen tools from radioshack. He desperately needed a shower, and to find out where the hell he was, and why he woke up in a mental hospital instead of in hell, like he had expected. He broke out, stole some clothes and tools (no way in hell was he wearing a hospital gown across the city, and he rather liked his canary-yellow shirt and striped, yellow pants.)
While waiting for his hair to take its natural colour again, James sat down and tinkered with his airwalkers, and started calling Piper's cell number. Laying back, he tested the anti-grav tech by hanging upside-down in mid-air.
"Hello...?" The slurred, exhausted voice of Hartley Rathaway said, quite obviously having just woken up. James felt himself immediately feeling better at just that voice alone.
"Piper! It's me! Where are you?"
For a moment, there was dead silence.
"J-James?! What?! Where are you, what's going on? Wait, is this a trick?" It was incredible how fast Hartley's voice went from relieved to accusing. James flipped upright.
"Listen, I woke up in a hospital, no idea why. We'll work everything out when I get there, until then, you stay where you are, okay? Where are you?"
For a long time, there was no reply, and James was afraid Piper hung up.
"...my parent's house."
"Shit!"
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"Cold, wake up." A voice said. A very familiar voice. Disoriented, the leader of the Rogues sat up in confusion.
He was sitting in Iron Heights, without remembering how he got there. Raising his eyebrows, the cryokinetic decided to let it go for the moment.
"Good. You're awake. Now tell me, what are the plans of the Leigon of Doom?"
"Bloody fucking hell, what does the bleedin' bastard want?" Boomerang asked, sitting up and rubbing his head. "Legion of Doom? What are you on, Flash?"
Cold glanced, a bemused look on his face, between the two.
"Wally, what are you up to?" Cold asked. "We haven't done anything yet."
The Flash's eyes widened, and Boomerang just looked confused.
"How do you know my name...?"
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