Disclaimer: I do not own Wally West, young justice or Young Justice. The unit he is in is fictional, as are all supporting characters from that unit.

A/N: Here it is guys, after over 4 years on ff, my first ever story.

-Afghanistan, Kandahar Province, 12th ID, 180th reg, 1st battalion, Aco, 2nd plt:

Wally walked down the dirt road running through the afghan village they were patrolling. It was a small place, no more than 60 families, with mountains on one side and a valley filled with farmland spreading out on the other. Today was more of the same, a routine patrol to check up on the local leaders, build relationships etc., etc. It was nothing new to Wally, he had been in Afghanistan for close to seven months now, it was routine.

His fingers drumming steadily on the receiver of his m4, he thought back to what led him to this point.

***Flashback, 2 years prior***

Wally sat in the kitchen of his parents' home; he looked at them and let out a deep breath. It had been a year since he decided to leave his super hero life behind and had convinced Artemis to do the same. Now he had to tell her and his family what he was doing, and why he was doing it. He needed the money for school; his parents could not afford to send him to Stanford and the scholarship that they had offered him did not cover nearly enough. Of course that was only part of it, he also missed the action from being a super hero, he just could not stand the double life that it required.

Looking at his parents faces, he stopped and stared at Artemis " I need to tell you guys something, yesterday I enlisted in the army." He paused letting it sink in his parents had stiffened and Artemis had only narrowed her eyes at him. "I can get the money for school, and I will only have to be active duty for a few years, It won't be a big deal." He said hoping to calm them down, calm her down. Artemis however just stood up and walked out her face turning red. He followed her and what happened next was one of the longest fights of their history as a couple. What was he thinking, how could he do this after all he had said about leaving the super hero life and the team, and much more was thrown at him as she ranted for what seemed like an eternity. It had taken a while to calm her down but she begrudgingly accepted the idea, forcing him to agree to not do anything to Wally-like and get him self hurt or worse.

Later the Justice League had been informed and he had to have a very long conversation with them about not using his powers unless it was completely unavoidable, and even then to not let others see him, since he was now under contract to the government, if they found out he was a super hero then there was no telling what could happen. Not to mention the Justice League could not be seen to be taking sides in an international conflict. Long story short, he was on his own.

*** End Flashback***

Wally was brought out of his thoughts by the man standing by him, Collins, a short stocky blonde from Ohio who was his fire teams S.A.W gunner and probally more talkative than Wally. " West, West,… hey GINGERFUCK!" He finally shouted.

Startled Wally turned to look at him " What is it man?"

"Miller wants us to check out the back of that house over there." The blonde replied gesturing towards a squat home on the edge of the village that Miller, their team leader was currently moving towards with the other member of team, Garcia.

Wally nodded and moved towards the building edging around it, his finger twitching towards the trigger in anticipation. Turning quickly around the corner he raised his rifle, his heart punding in his ears.

Then…nothing, he found himself staring down his rifle at a fucking goat, a damn goat. Dropping his rifle back to the low ready he let out a breath that he didn't know he had been holding. Collins came up behind him and let out a soft chuckle. " Shit man" he said simply before " looking around some crates nearby.

"Well like I was saying" Collins continued " What we really need is to have the government make the Justice League a spec ops force or some shit then we wouldnt have to be out here in this shit hole of a country going up and down mountains."

While he spoke did Wally tuned him out turned and looked out over the valley, it was nothing but farmland and low stone fences, maybe a few trees. It stretched out close to six hundred meters across and as far as he could see in length. To be honest the country was quite beautiful.

Turning to his left he spotted the other fire team from his squad milling around where some of the locals were, making sure that they were not causing trouble, that their need were being seen to and all of that other hearts and minds BS. Gary Lewis a brown haired man from northern Michigan spotted him and gave a small wave before turning back. Wally returned the wave and was about to turn back when he spotted movement to his right in the valley.

No sooner had he spotted it than several loud cracks went off. He dropped to the ground as he watched Lewis collapse face first into the dirt land let out a strangled scream as he rolled around. Quickly cries for 'Medic' and shouts of 'where the fuck did that come from' echoed out as men took cover.

Ohh shit Wally thought as he looked back over the small stone fence he had dropped behind. He spotted several men running around in the fields firing shots at them. Raising his m4 he began firing as he shouted out "Out in the field, 11 o'clock, about 200 meters!

He kept firing as he listened to the rest of his squad echo out the distance and direction he had called. He could hear their platoon leader shouting out aver the sounds, and could see other squads moving into place. Aiming he watched as one of the gunmen moved from cover to a spot right in front of him. Wally suppressed a smile as he squeezed the trigger.

Crack Crack Crack Crack

Wally's rifle kicked slightly in his hands and he watched as the man dropped down, a red mist around him. Now the Justice League had a strict policy of no killing, one which he had always believed in, but the war had shattered that. Without his powers and without a court of law to rely on for justice it came down to him. Sure he had been in life or death situations before but that was different, with super villains you knew who they were and while they tried to kill you, you still knew that they were doing it. Here it was different, any one could be an enemy, and anything could be a bomb, you were on hyper alert at all times, death was every where, bombed out buildings and vehicles were scattered across the countryside.

" Bravo team on me!" Miller shouted out, breaking Wally out of his thoughts as he stood up to follow, they were flanking to the right with the whole squad as the rest of the men held the enemy down, a text book maneuver but effective none the less.

Running Wally heard rounds start to shift and their direction, they had been spotted. Dropping to the ground he watched as Garcia moved up and fired his m203 at the enemy position with a thunk.

Wally heard the satisfying sound of the explosion and rolled up to a kneeling position letting of a quick succession of shots towards the enemy.

Miller stood up "Bravo assault through!" he belted at them before moving, Wally getting up to follow after them, the others where breathing heavily at this point but Wally was barely breaking a sweat. Moving through the enemy position they kicked weapons away from bloody bodies as they did, it looked like they had killed them all before they had even assaulted through.

Wally nodded at his team mates as he set up security and began checking himself over for any injuries, surprisingly he was ok. Smiling he relaxed a little as he felt his adrenaline start to wear off, and he took a ciggarette from collins when the chatterbox offered him one, he never would have dreamed of smoking back before this but know it was so relaxing.