Team Swampfire

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Pulling up to Iris West's house, I unlock the truck before getting out. Opening it, I pull out a cramped Barry Allen. Dropping to the ground, he pushes himself back onto his feet.

"You know," Barry says, stretching his arms and legs. "I am beginning to really not like you!"

"You're just now beginning," I reply, my hands in my jacket pocket. "Hmm. Anyhow, your ex-wife is waiting. Go."

Turning his head toward the front door, Barry stands still for some reason, instead of using his super-speed to ram right through it.

"Yes," I say after a while. "I do know where Iris lived. It's not exactly 'private' information. If by chance, you're worried about any regime, don't be. They still patrol over here every now and then, but if any come, they'll have to fight me. And you should know by now, I don't go down easily."

"I can't go in there," Barry screams, poking me with his finger. "I mean, I can't see Iris! Not like this! She won't want to see me like this!"

Rolling my eyes, I tap the disc on Barry's chest, his 'borrow' Flash suit shrinking back into its disc. The disc falling, I catch it and nudge toward the house again.

"Happy?"

"No," Barry whispers/screams in my face. "No! I am not happy! I am not happy. I cannot see Iris! I won't see Iris! I'm getting back in the car!"

Turning around, I kick out his knee before knocking him out with a swift punch to the head.

"The," Kara screams, poking her head out of the window.

"Relax Kara," I yell, dragging Barry's body through the lawn and up the stairs. "He's fine. No harm, no foul. Just taking a quick nap to muster up some courage."

Standing him up, I knock on the door.

"Okay Speedy," I say to a half-dead lump of bones. "Just remember this. If you want your wife to see you with your head up, then just tilt it up."

"Oh my god," Iris says, opening the door and seeing the two of us. "Barry, and you."

"Hello Iris," I say, shooting her a quick wave. "May 'he' come in?"

Slow to nod her head, she steps aside.

"I wonder how Green Arrow and Black Canary are doing right now," I ask myself as I drag Barry inside.

Green Arrow:

"If I ever see that son of a bitch again," I scream, kicking one of the car's tires and stomping my foot. "I am going to kill him! I will literally kill him!"

"Get in line," Dinah replies, still trying to hot-wire the car. "Uh! I need another arrow."

Trading an arrow for a broken, I watch as Dinah tries to pry open the panel underneath the steering wheel.

"What is this thing built from," she screams after the fifth arrow snaps into two. "I can't do it! The panel won't come off. We can't hot-wire it."

"Damn it," I say, kicking the door. My back falling against the side, I turn around and notice the 'objection' once more sitting on top of the roof.

"I guess there's really only one way for this thing to start," Dinah says, getting out of the driver's seat. Grabbing the tablet, she taps 'play' and we both watch it again.

"Green Arrow," the man's voice starts, "Black Canary. Listen and listen well. The two of you are both in Slaughter Swamp. You're there to try and find both Dr. Alec Holland and Pamela Isley, better known as Swamp Thing and Poison Ivy."

Pictures of the two then pop up, the pictures showing Swamp Thing and Poison Ivy walking around and using their powers.

"I believe both will help in the Insurgency, as they are both formidable and both hate the One Earth Government. Here is a map to the most likely so where you'll find them. That's it for now. Oh, and in case you're wondering about me or the car. I am busy in Central City, and the car is mine. It had been modified and won't start back up until you complete the mission. Best of luck to the both of you and see you soon."

The video ending and fading to black, Dinah places the tablet back on top.

"Well," she starts, spreading out her arms. "The way I see, we don't really have much of a choice. Do we?"

"Not unless you want to walk," I answer, grabbing my bow. Choosing to walk into the swamp, my wife by my side, we replayed the video until the map showed up again. As the map pops up, I pull back my head.

"A dotted line through a very detailed map of the swamp," I start, staring at the map. The trees with their leaves, the waters and which ways it goes, even the rocks and the moss covering them, they all look so real. "This looks like satellite imageries. How did he get these?"

"I don't know," Dinah replies, "Maybe he's a billionaire. Like you or Bruce."

"I lost my accounts when Superman took over for the second time. I don't have access to any more of Queen's Industry's things. Besides, how many billionaires do you know that wear fishing jackets? Oh hey, there's a fork in the road. Left or right?"

"Which is which," Dinah asks. "Do you want to talk with Swamp Thing first or fight Poison Ivy?"

"Maybe we should split up," I answer. "According to this, Swamp Thing is to the right and Ivy is to the left. I'll go and talk to Swamp Thing."

"Really? You really want to split up. Here? Now!"

"No," I reply, waving my bow in the air, "But I do want to get out of here as soon as possible."

"But why do you get to talk to Swamp Thing while I have to fight Ivy?"

"Because I called dibs," I laugh, jumping over a massive tree's root. "And because I have a hard time hitting a lady!"

Jumping over another tree's root, I stop for a second to try and figure out my bearing. Thinking back to the map, I rush over to the edge of the water. Running through it, I stop when a third tree root shoots up from the mud and knocks me back into the water.

Something wrapping around my legs pulls me from the water and I find myself dangling in mid-air, my bow still in the water. Struggling to reach it, a large venus flytrap walks out from the trees and stops right in front of me.

"Oliver Queen," Poison Ivy says, the mouth to the venus flytrap opening. Getting up and kneeling in front of me, she rubs my chin.

"Wow. What a surprise it is to see you here in Slaughter Swamp."

"Trust me, Ivy. I can say the exact same."