A/N: Okay, so I came up with this crazy idea for a fan fiction, I won't say a lot because the summary says most of the spoilers, but there are some things I'd like my readers to know

1: In this story, a crucial part is that Wally isn't actually related to Barry, he only sees him as a mentor in his superhero life, but Barry sees Wally as a son.

2: In this story, Wally's parents were abusive before they died in a car crash when Wally was seven.

3: I changed Wally's middle name because he uses it for his criminal life and what kind of intimidating nick name is Rudy? Cam sounds much better and sticks with the Scottish theme of his name (I looked it up).

4: Elisabeth is my OC, as are Ray, Misty, Buck, and Magnolia (introduced in later chapters) but everyone else is not my own making.

5: If you don't like these changes, then exit the story now, I'm not changing them, no matter how mean you think I am.

Disclaimer: I don't own Young Justice, if I did, Wally would be alive, Jason would be in it, and there wouldn't have been a time skip. I mean seriously, that was annoying.

Enjoy!

Chapter One: Triple Life Means Triple Training

POV: Wallace Cameron West

-Line Break-

Mount Justice, 10:56 a.m.

I was at training, sparring with Robin. He was holding back, like always. So I used only parts of my training, suppressing certain instincts, not using most of them.

"Dude, you always win." I whined as Robin flipped me over.

"Yeah, I know, but I also have like three years of training and experience over you."

Internally I laughed, sure you do. I thought to myself.

"Yeah, yeah, c'mon, let's get some food, I'm hungry." In all honesty I was, but that's only because I have to pretend that having complete mental control over my metabolism isn't an ability I possess.

"You're always hungry." Robin said, laughing, he followed anyway, after all, in his mind, if a speedster didn't eat when he was hungry, he was at extreme risk.

Out in the kitchen, M'Gann was making cookies, sure, she was cute and all, at first I thought she was really hot, but I kept my flirting to a minimum now.

"Hey hot stuff, what's cookin'?"... Did I mention that I'm a terrible flirt?

"Hey, Wally, I was just baking cookies, want one?" She offered, the things looked okay, and so grabbed one.

"Sure, thanks." I said taking a bite, in actuality, they weren't bad. "These are delicious!" I exclaimed, still flirting, "a lot like you." I added. Artemis came up behind me and smacked the back of my head.

"Don't be rude Wally." She said, sounding quite annoyed.

"On the contrary, I was being nice." I retorted.

She rolled her eyes and took the cookie M'Gann offered, after a bite, she smiled.

"These are really good Meg." She said. M'Gann's smile brightened and she offered one to the rest of the team, meanwhile my phone beeped.

From: Annoying

Walls! Ur gonna b l8 get ur ass here now! Practice in 10 min

It was Marty, the captain of the Track team. I groaned, "later guys," I said, rushing out the door. I received several "bye's" and one "later kid dork" as I disappeared through the zeta.

As I rushed to the school, I began to slow my metabolism to an average teen's level, though it was still high, it was in the normal range, I managed to get there on time, much to the coach's surprise.

"Alright," he began when his watch said 12:00, "twice around the cross country track, jogging, go."

Thirty minutes later, we were all running up and down the bleachers, working our legs like crazy. After the plioes as coach called them, we practiced our sprints, long distance, and then the field stuff. By two o'clock, we were all exhausted, and ready for the practice to end. Before leaving the locker room, coach called me over.

"Wally, good job out there today kid, now, I know you're not quite used to varsity workouts, I want you to know that after this weekends meet, I'm bumping you up. See you tomorrow."

I smiled, "thanks coach, that's awesome! See you at practice."

I grabbed my bag and threw it over my shoulder, then began the thirty minute walk to the hangout that everyone nicknamed the "Rock". Mostly because the rogue who had started the place was an earth elemental, but other than that, it was just a stupid nickname.

Laughing to myself about what Marty had said to me today. He had wished me luck, saying I'd be the next team captain since Coach was bumping someone up to varsity. He assumed it was himself since he was a junior. I loved the irony that came along with arrogant, annoying Marty. He always made himself look stupid to his peers.

Half way back to the Rock, I spotted it. In a jewelry store window, there was a little emerald heart. Walking over to the window, I studied it. After only thirty seconds, I realized it was fake. So much for that plan.

My phone beeped, just as I walked away from the window, it was Ray.

From: Da Master

Hey, Cam, on my way to train u on time?

Smiling I texted back: yeah, b there soon.

When I got to the Rock, everyone was in the locker rooms, getting ready for more sparring, simulations, and technique demonstrations. In the flurry of maybe the one hundred occupants at the place, I managed to spot my sister before training.

"Liz!" I shouted, catching her attention. She jogged over, already dressed in her gear.

Elisabeth, my little sister, wore a belt with two gun holsters that hung crookedly on her hip with a strap that also wound around her right thigh. Along with the guns, she had at least ten knives, most likely more in places I didn't want to know. She also carted explosives, and electromagnetic pulse creators in the form of one square inch blue chips.

Her belt was black, as were her capris, tank top, and Chuck's. She wore driving gloves, I didn't quite know why, and had her red-brown hair in a loose braid behind her back. In her hand she held her helmet, it was a solid black piece, it was bullet proof and covered her whole head, front and back.

"Hey, you better hurry up, I think Ray is already waiting for you."

"I've still got half an hour thanks." I said, giving Liz an "are you kidding me?" look.

"Yeah whatever bro, catch you later!" She said, darting off.

I made my way to the class A-males locker rooms and put on my own gear, Ray was waiting for me.

"Cam, what the hell? Where were you?"

"Civilian thing. Pass me my straps?" I asked. My partner, and best friend in this part of my life, shook his head.

"You are in way over you're head dude. It's about time you pick a side."

"Yeah, well, I have my reasons for not choosing yet." I told him as I slipped my black shirt on. The sleeves came to my mid forearm and I also wore black cargo pants with combat boots. Once my shirt was on, Ray passed me my straps, and I put them around my waist and shoulders so that they made an X on my chest and back. On my back they held two foot long swords, and the front was lined with pockets containing grenades of all sorts, knives, and several pills. The pills were designed to provide me with nutrition. With three pills I could survive on them alone for about two and a half weeks. I made sure my sister had some as well.

"Sure you do, and I'd love to hear 'em but we're gonna be late, let's go." Ray said as I buckled on my helmet, it was identical to Liz's

I rolled my eyes, but walked with him to the training room. Buck was waiting and divided us into teams. Each team was to go through the simulator, each recieving different missions, different priorities, and different targets. I was with Ray, Misty, and Rose.

We were the last team to go in, so I walked over to where Ray was standing with the girls and waited.

Sizing up our team, I sighed, this would either be too easy, or one of the most difficult missions for our class.

Ray was good, a master at twelve variety's of martial arts, and a genius with computers. Raymond Li Chan was his full name, he liked to consider himself rare. A Caucasian father and a South Korean mother, he was pretty good looking according to my sister, and was all about a challenge.

Misty, she was confusing, didn't know a lot about herself, not even her own last name. Raised from the age of six at the Rock, she has a pretty much unknown past. She's definitely Hispanic, and she's smart. Misty knows about six or seven languages including Mandarin, Spanish, and French, but most likely she knows a lot more. She's a pyromaniac too. Excellent with controlling flames, and uses it to her advantage, a lot. She's alright, but we don't get along too well.

Rose, she never wanted to be here. Rose Wilson is the daughter of big time billionaire Slade Wilson. Slade prances around at night as the extremely feared Deathstroke, he even makes Batman a little nervous. Rose tries her hardest because if not, she knows there will be consequences, but Ray and I have been helping her set up a series of safe houses and monetary stashes that can get her out of this life. I think she plans on killing her dad first though. I'd trust Rose in a fight, but she's also the youngest in our group, we're pretty good friends, so I try my hardest to protect her the way I do my sister.

When it was our turn for the simulator, we headed in with what happened to be the hardest situation. Our target was the Gotham center for Historical Restoration. (doubt it's a thing, but I need it to be for this thing. You'll survive). We had to recover a five thousand year old scroll without setting off any alarms, or alerting security in anyway. The priorities in order were to get the scroll, keep your team out of harm, and keep it covert. I rocked at these kinds of things.

As we began, we were just outside the center. Quickly, all four of us scaled the wall, gaining access through a sky light in the roof.

Jumping down, Ray used his silencer equipped pistols to shoot the two guards, killing them instantly. The rest of us followed, moving silently down the hallway into a lab. Once there, Ray, Misty and I took out the scientists and historians while Rose got the scroll. Sealing it in the transport canister, we made our way out, completing the assignment almost perfectly.

Half way to the exit, I heard the most silent of footfalls behind me, and tapped Ray's shoulder, we each grabbed one of the girls, yanking them behind counters, I had grabbed Rose.

What give? Rose asked in sign language. I signed back a quick reply.

Someone coming, Ray's on it. Rose nodded and the barrel of Ray's gun was seen poking out from behind his counter, a scientist walked in the room, seeing the others, rushed for the alarm. Ray shot him, ending him quickly and we continued. Making it back to the roof and down the street to a tower where our helicopter was waiting for retrieval.

Coming out of the simulation, Buck smiled.

"That people is an example of a perfect run. Good work." He said before punching in codes for individual runs.

My individual run was to kidnap Richard Grayson, silently I laughed to myself, because if I wanted to do that, all I had to do was ask him to come for dinner at my place.

The kidnapping went off perfectly, I got five million in ransom money, and disappeared without a trace.

"Nice work Cam" Raymond said as I stepped out of the simulator.

"Thanks." I replied, shaking the sweat and water out of my hair.

"Boys are playin' in twenty, you in?"

"Sure, just let me check in with Liz." I told him.

"You are one devoted brother," Ray told me, shaking his head.

Smirking, I gave him a look, "of course I am, family is about all we've got." I reminded him, pulling out my phone, Robin had texted. I had him labeled in my phone as Ninja. All my associates, friends, and family had labels like that, ones that wouldn't raise suspicion.

"Catch you at the pool?" Ray questioned, giving me a look.

"Yeah, man," I told him, looking at the message.

Ray ran off and I headed towards the living quarters where my sister usually hung out with her best friend Molly, both of them assassins.

"Cam!" I was suddenly tackled to the ground by both such girls as they screeched in terror.

"What the hell?"

The next thing I knew, the room behind us exploded, when the smoke cleared, I sat up, both my sister and Molly were laughing.

"Please tell me my laptop wasn't in there." I said, looking at Liz. She tapped her chin.

"Did you leave it there?"

"No."

"Then it probably wasn't, but I didn't really check." She said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Great, are we staying here tonight?"

"Check you're text triple threat." Liz said, I rolled my eyes and did.

From: Ninja

Dude, we got a bonding thing l8r. U comin'?

Sighing I looked back at my sister.

"You staying here tonight?"

"Yeah, don't worry, I won't do anything too... dangerous."

"Just don't let the press or anyone get a photo of you." I told her. Liz smiled. flashing her emerald eyes at me and running a hand through her reddish brown hair.

"Oh Cam, when have I ever done that?" She asked in a guilty voice. I laughed and put a hand on her shoulder, shaking my head.

"Just find my laptop, see you in the morning." I told her before heading to the pool and cannon balling in. I told Robin I'd be there in two hours. The team could wait, right now I was playing water polo with family.

So, I hope you liked my first chapter! Please review, and if you have ideas for OC's in Wally's civilian, or criminal life, send 'em in! Thanks so much! New chapters soon!