Chapter 516: Imprisoned

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Chapter 516: Imprisoned

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Once the civil war was put to an end, Peter, Tony, Batman, and Superman took a moment to assess the battlefield. Many heroes lay injured, and some were unconscious, but not a single one was killed. Of course, Peter wouldn't let them suffer for long.

"Give me a minute..." Peter told them as he waved his hands, drawing a large spell circle in the air.

"?!" Eyes widening in alarm, Batman reaches for his belt, ready to stop Peter from whatever magic he was about to cast, but thankfully, Tony was there rest a hand on his shoulder.

"Relax," Tony says as he gestures to the runes on the spell. "I've studied a bit of magic, and although it's nowhere near as in-depth as Peter, I know that's a healing spell he's cooking up."

And before Batman's skeptical and paranoid eyes, Peter's spell was finished before shooting off to every injured League member.

One by one, the spell tended to their wounds, stabilizing their conditions on a matter of seconds. But not only that, Peter managed to speed up the healing process significantly. Injuries that woods have taken weeks or months to heal would be gone by the end of the day.

"Thanks again, Peter." Superman felt even more grateful than he already was as he watched Peter heal his fallen comrades.

Peter paused briefly from his work to meet Superman's gaze. "It's no problem. After all, I can't just leave them suffering, can I?"

"..." Batman scowled in annoyance. Although he felt thankful as well, he would never admit it.

As Peter continued healing, the rest of the group joined him in assisting the injured League members. The four of them worked together to mend their wounds and ensure everyone was stable.

Once the injured were taken care of, Peter turned his attention to those that started this whole altercation.

"?" Batman raised suddenly got a bad feeling as Peter surveyed the area before his gaze landed directly in him. "What are you...?!"

Without a word, Peter quickly webbed and Batman as well as his immobilized followers, ready to lock them up in the League's prison.

Batman, who was too exhausted to fight back at the moment, couldn't help but protest. "What do you think you're doing?!"

Superman, conflicted, stepped in. "Yeah... what's this all about?"

"They started all of this, so they need to be locked up. Otherwise who knows when they'll come back and start another fight, spouting nonsense about right and wrong." Peter answered.

Batman glared in anger, his body tightly wrapped in web. "You can't do this! We aren't criminals!"

Superman frowned in contemplation. "... I don't know, Peter. Maybe we should just let them go?"

Peter cut in. "Yes, I did."

"- and second, yeah, I did change my mind." Flash said, shocking Superman as he turned to look Peter in the eyes. "You were right. I'm a hypocrite. I was relieved and happy when you guys killed Joker and the rest of them, but I couldn't admit it. We've been playing this game of catch and release for so long that I just couldn't see anything else working."

"What changed your mind?" Superman asked.

"I..." Flash sighed as he leaned back in his chair. "After I ran off-"

Peter cut in again. "This is after I kicked your a*s, right?"

Flash did his best to ignore Peter. "After I ran off, I just kept running out of frustration..."

-Flashback- (A/N: Lol... Flash...back. . . God, I'm so cringe...)

After getting his a*s kicked earlier, Flash, ran off, scared of Peter as well as the logic and reason that came along with his beating. As he ran away, he found himself just sprinting around the planet into he was forced to stop and take a breath, exhausted. Looking around, he find himself in the heart of Gotham City, outside a small pre-school.

As he stood out of sight, Flash noticed a group of parents gathered outside, engaged in animated conversations while waiting for their children to emerge from the school. Barry couldn't help but overhear their discussions, a simple eavesdropping that would change his perspective forever.

The parents were engrossed in a topic that left Barry utterly stunned. They were openly discussing the recent demise of the Joker at the hands of Superman. The conversation flowed with an unexpected candor.

"I can't believe it," one mother said, her voice filled with relief. "Ever since Superman dealt with the Joker, I feel like we can finally breathe easy in this city. I was actually considering moving away, but now I'm not so sure. Moving is expensive, you know?"

Her words struck Barry like a bolt of lightning. It was a startling revelation. These people, ordinary citizens of Gotham, were expressing gratitude for the Joker's death, a sentiment that he'd never expected to hear.

A father chimed in, his tone equally candid. "Yeah, I mean, it's about time someone did it. I don't know why Batman didn't do this years ago. We've been living in fear for too long."

Barry listened as the parents shared their stories of living in constant dread, afraid of ever catching the Jokers attention. It was a situation he had never truly comprehended before, the daily anxiety that the ordinary citizens of Gotham faced.

The realization washed over him like a tidal wave. It was undeniable that the Joker had brought unfathomable pain and fear to this city, and even though Barry had initially been hesitant to endorse killing, the conversations of these parents highlighted the very real impact that a decisive action had on their lives.

The transformation in Barry's perspective was profound. He now understood that there were situations where drastic measures might be necessary to protect innocent lives.

With this newfound perspective, Barry Allen, The Flash, made a decision. He needed to acknowledge that sometimes, the world wasn't just black and white, and that his unwavering stance against killing might not always be the right path either.

-Flashback End-

"So, you finally pulled your head out of your a*s?" Peter joked as Flash finished his story.

Flash rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I guess so."

Superman seemed happy, though it didn't last long. "This still doesn't solve our problem. Flash may have changed his mind, but that doesn't mean the rest will. And, especially, not Batman."

"No, but it's a start." Peter smirked as he leaned back into his chair. "And I think I have just the idea to help hurry along the rest of the League as well..."

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