Wally stared into the dark abyss. He had long since gone numb to everything but pain. And the pain only came when Nabu was fighting. How long since he had been free? How long since he had ran? How long since he had seen his friends? Did they even bother to care about him? Nabu had not mentioned them. How could he know if he was even missed? He sighed. The chocking loneliness now was his only friend.

"As you go through life you see," he started singing to himself, "There is so much that we… don't understand. And the only thing we know is things don't always go… the way we planned."

Cold looked at the body floating in the air Flash was yelling at. Yelling. Flash. He never thought it would be possible for him to do it with so much hatred.

"He's just a kid!" he screamed.

"He is my host," he said. His voice sounded oddly like Baby Flash, but with a deep mysterious undertone, "There is nothing that will change my mind."

"Listen Fate," he snarled, "he isn't even out of high school yet. You're ruining lives."

"A sacrifice needed to stop Chaos. He put the helmet on. And the world needs Doctor Fate," he said disappearing in a bright light. Flash slammed his fist into a brick wall making a few of the bricks break and his hand bleed a little.

"Kiddo," he said his voice thick with sorrow. Cold scowled. The man in the helmet was Baby Flash? No. Something using Baby Flash as a puppet. A sick puppeteer using a baby's body because he didn't have one of his own. How long had he had the kid?

He hadn't seen Baby Flash in months. A wicked scowl came to his face. He pulled out his cell phone. He punched in a number he knew very well.

"Boomer, call everyone. Meeting in one hour. The usual spot," he said already devising a plan.

Nabu flew over Central feeling one of his usual headaches. He would never admit it, but it was tiring having a host. Normally he could use their emotions to help fuel his drive and get rid of the headaches. But his host had seemed to lose himself. Almost as if the body was the only thing alive. Meh… the world needed Doctor Fate. And so he would stay.

….

"Silent night, holy night," Wally had taken to singing. He didn't know why. Singing just made him feel calmer if not a bit more hollow. His mind had wandered off. All he could remember were faces. Emotions seemed to leave him. He just stayed still. Moving would drive him to insanity. Singing was the only way he could feel alright. Not crazy talking to himself. Not crazy walking in circles. But pretend he's listening to his Aunt or Uncle sing to him. If only for a minute. If only an illusion. A world where he could be blissfully ignorant. One where he could see everyone. Where he could be happy.

"NO!" James cried out at the table, "Not our baby!"

Mirror Master was frowning as was Piper, Boomerang, Weather Wizard and Heat Wave.

"Yeah. I saw Flash yelling at some guy in a gold helmet acting all high and mighty," he said with a growl, "It sounded like our baby being possessed by something. He sounded like a dead man walking."

"So what we gonna do?" asked Boomerang very well knowing that Cold had probably come up with an idea.

"Simple. We catch him, and rip that helmet off his head," he said. The rogues nodded. When did they ever really plan anything more than that? They were more of… in the moment villains.

"…Cold… but I'm still here. Blind… cause I'm so blind… save me," he whispered letting himself fall deeper into the dark recesses of his mind. Not that anyone would mind. Not that anyone would miss him. No one would miss a little screw up.

Nabu jumped back as a group of villains surrounded him. He was used to ambushes from being a "hero". But this was entirely new. They seemed to want to restrain but not hurt him. He feels something cold trap his feet. He looks back at who shot him. A man in a white parka, his head covered by the hood, his mask shielding his eyes.

"Now, there is something different from the capes and us," said Cold. Piper began playing a tune on his flute. Nabu's headache raged harder, "Is that us criminals," he continued as Boomerang held his weapon in case Nabu tried to escape and Weather Wizard creating lightning so he wouldn't try to fly off, "don't pull any stops," Trickster smiled as he and Heat Wave walked to the back of the helmet, "When it comes to our baby."

Heat Wave and Trickster grabbed the helmet and started yanking. And man did it hurt. If it were just electricity or magic they didn't know but it hurt like hell. Heat Wave let go and realized his hands were burned through the gloves. But Trickster was still at it.

"Baby Flash promised. And he will keep it," he said pulling harder. Kid Flash promised to play darts. He promised that he'd come to a rogue picnic. He promised he'd always be there for him. But now Trickster… no James was there for him, "Get off you parasite!"

Nabu pondered this. So many people were after the host. So many people wanted the host free. Wanted Wally, Kid Flash free. He needed a host, but it seemed that the world needed Wally more. He inwardly sighed.

Wally, you had better find me a new host.

Wally looked around and saw Nabu's helmet floating before him. He blinked and then was enveloped in a bright light. He cried out. Was he dying? He felt pain. Oh god his head hurt. He felt warmth around his body. He heard voices. His vision was a bit blurry and he couldn't keep his eyes open.

"Look at all of those freckles," Heat Wave said with a half-smile.

"He really does look like a baby," said Mirror Master. Piper stopped playing his tune and looked at Kid Flash.

"Trickster and I will take him home," he said. No one questioned anything. James had apparently figured out who he was a long time ago. And being that he and Piper were so close, Piper probably knew too. James held Kid Flash up in his arms. He was unconscious but he was now free of the dastardly helmet. Though James smiled as he picked it up and said, "Souvenir."

Momorulz requested this. But I can't imagine Wally as Doctor Fate! He is a speedster so he would lose himself in there in a matter of days. So… Rogues to the rescue. Because although heroes can't fight other heroes, villains can fight anyone.