One Shots

Bart Allen X Reader

"Bishop!" You giggled out, flipping your body -feet-hands-feet-hands, all down the diagonal to take down the next pawn.
Moving your Tower down straight left, you kicked the man down easy. "Humph. Your no fun." You mumbled.
You were F/N L/N, a super. Dressed only in black and white. You were a born chess player. But after your father left, you went a little crazy and that's when this side of you was born. Your usually more composed, but you can get a bit to into the game.
Of course, the Young Justice team found you and brought you back to the real world. Night Wing offered for you to join the team, and you took it without hesitation.
This chess was a part of you now, a part that won't easily fade away. So here you are, some how alone in this chess fight.
Ya, you had gotten on bad terms on the last mission. And even though you know they understood your mistake, the small mistake that caused havoc... You still couldn't keep yourself from coming here, alone, to this tiled room filled with Pawns, Towers, Bishops, Knights, Queens and Kings...

So that you could redeem yourself, and make sure you don't screw up next time.

"Queen!" You rammed your foot into the mans face, his jaw probably broken, he fell to the floor.
The next down, no Pawns left. Towers out, Bishop number one still alive, both Knights still moving. Queen and King, untouched.
You took out the tower easy, then flipped back to take out the Bishop. Flipping out a tranquilizer - he was down.
You quickly moved your Knight to your opponents, you leaped two over, and two forward, punched the face, jammed your heel in the rib cage. And to finalize, a whack on the side of the head with your (metal) rod.
For the next Knight, you quickly called your King to easily shoot down the man. You smiled, charging at the Queen with your Bishop.
She put up quiet the fight, but as usual, you are the chess champion, You never lose a game. And so, Queen falters.
Your smiled grew, your Queen now charging to the King, standing alone on the board.
You kicked his stomach, expecting a new easy opening. "Check mate!"
But there was nothing.
You narrowed your eyes, looking up at the face as he smirked at you.
Crap!
"Ah, Ah, Ah! Doesn't the King get one more chance?" He turned completely, your feet meeting your side again, you regained a proper stance. "Check Mate."
You clenched your teeth together. King against Queen.
Fighting none stop, he took his fair share of hits and you took yours.
You held your stomach, coughing. You could feel the bruise growing on your cheek bone. Your legs felt week, your arms stung from so much use. You were running out of energy... Your adrenaline, it's all gone.
I can't win against some one more skilled then me, because the better and more you play chess, the better and more commonly can you see the next move. Whether it's yours, or your opponents. You thought as you glared up at the still smirking man.
The King slowly pulled out his sword. It's over.
You dropped to your knees, you are now your King. "I'm so sorry..."
You had such high expectations of me. You were so proud.... The way you talked about how great I would become.
"Check mate." You whispered, clenching your fists, you hung your head and closed your eyes. You awaited the loosing call, the end to your final game.
But there was nothing.
"Do you really think... That you could die just like that?" Your eyes snapped open.
Bart?!
You flew your head up to meet his green eyes, "Just because you lost,  doesn't mean it's over."
Your eyes widened as the rest of the team came running in through the corner of your eyes.
"Come on." Bart, also known as, Impulse - Kid Flash - held out his hand for you.
You slowly took it, slowly but surely you accepted your loss. You definitely made progress today.
"Thank you, for saving me." You looked away.
"Hey, it's all crash! But don't do that again, N/N. Totally puts me in the mode." 
"Of course, never again." I won't let you down.