Wally broke from his sleep, irritated. Once again he'd woken up during a dream, and once again, he wished he'd remained there. He could never remember the specifics, but the dreams always involved himself and a redheaded girl, and whenever he thought of her afterwards, a warm glow filled his chest. He was on the verge of becoming obsessed with this mysterious figure. After all, it wasn't like there was anything for him to focus on in his normal life, Artemis was gone, and this time he didn't see how he could make it right, his Kid Flash days were permanently behind him, and with it his friends, obviously saving cats from trees was more important to Dick than coming to visit his best friend. Safe to say his job wasn't offering any thrills, how exciting can experimental physics get when you used to save the world from 9 to 5? He caught a brief glimpse of his faithful goggles. Sometimes he wondered what could've been if he carried on with his other life, where would he be right now, instead of wallowing in his crummy apartment all alone. He'd thought of donning the suit once or twice, but going back to the team would feel so awkward now, and Flash seemed to have Central and Keystone pretty much covered, but it always sat at the back of his head, niggling away at him, whenever anyone looked at him walking down the street, or gave him a disdainful look when he said he was a physicist, didn't they know that he was so much more. The sun glinted of their lenses. He rose and softly reached for them and continued to raise them to his face. Suddenly, like they just been resurrected, the LED screens on the inner lens lit up in a frenzy, with red flashing warning symbols blazing around a small number. They were coordinates, to a small building on the east side of the city.
As he burst out the front door of the apartment block, clad in his distinctive yellow speedster suit and in a storm of golden lightning, a large grin cemented across his face. What could he say, one last adventure couldn't do him any harm, right?
Flying along the roads, confused faces greeted him along the way. "Forgotten me already!" He yelled jokingly. He didn't care. He was in his element. Suddenly all of his problems and regrets cleared from his mind and all he could see was the open road in front of him, and the flashing map telling him his distance to his coordinates. It was at this point, when perhaps he was getting a little too distracted by his ever increasing speed, when it happened. A black figure stepped out in front of him and before he could avoid the oncoming danger, he felt his body clash with the unfortunate bystander. He heard a small yelp of confusion and watched the victim fly into a nearby pond with a large crash, whilst he himself was largely slowed the collision. As he slowly opened his eyes, scared to look at the chaos he'd created, he was greeted by a warm feeling flowing into his chest. He watched an angry, smoothly sculpted girl, with flowing red head, mop hair hair back, and release half of the ponds water from her mouth face.