Okay so I've thought of this whole timeline, but I decided that I don't want to do it in chronological order. Some stories are more appealing (to me at least) than others, and I want to write those first. So for some stories, the background information might be unknown. But if it's something important, I will always mention it!

For this story, well, Dick told his secret ID to Wally and Roy. But Batman's not happy about Wally knowing. The story of Robin telling will (hopefully) come another time, because I have definitely plans!

3rd May, 2008. 00:27

"Dude, didn't think you'd show up tonight" KF grins, only grinning harder as Robin throws him a bat glare. A glare that would make others cower with fear mostly, or laugh because of Dick's age, but to him it meant nothing. Even Batman didn't have the original impact he used to have. Okay, granted he still wanted to cower, but he didn't actually do it!

Eventually Robin sighs, shaking his head slightly.

"Neither did I, Batman was not happy about it"

Wally grimaces behind his cowl. "You did mention I'd never tell anyone right?"

"I tried, you tried, Alfred tried not to make any conclusions. But Batman was mad when he found out yesterday." At this Wally cringes slightly.

"But seriously, I wouldn't tell anyone your secret ID. And neither will Speedy" Robin sighs at the comment, running his hand over his face.

"Sorry KF, but it's not Speedy he's worried about" Robin says, and Wally pouts at the comment but can't help but to feel a little bit betrayed by the fact. Sure, Batman -aka Bruce Wayne- was very paranoid and didn't want too many people knowing his identity. Only a few league members knew, but he had expected a tiny bit more faith.

Not a lot, he did tend to talk a lot, and fast. But come on, he had been able to keep every identity a secret so far, and he'd rather die than to break that record.

And let me tell you right now, hiding that you're a speedster wasn't easy. The powers weren't even that hard, sure it was frustrating, but it wasn't hard. The injuries that would heal in a few days were hard to explain, or the injuries in the first place, and not to mention his metabolism. Granted he couldn't go around eating what he needed at school.

"This sucks, I thought we'd be able to hang at your place right now. Instead of going to Speedy's or my house all the time" KF complains when the Dark Knight suddenly makes his appearance, along with The Flash.

"Robin, it's time to go home" Batman interrupted the two teens, children. Dick was only 11 after all, and Wally only 13.

"Already? It's barely past midnight" Wally asks confused but stops when Batman glares at him. Barry grins behind his cowl, speeding besides his nephew and throwing an arm around him.

"He's mad kiddo, don't bother him" He snickers in Wally's ear, so Batsy wouldn't hear it. In response, Wally groans in frustration.

This was going to be a big problem until Batman finally trusted him with his secret, if he'd ever.

YJ

"I can't believe he's still mad at me for knowing" Wally mumbles, glancing around him for any sign of the Flash. With whom he'd be meeting.. now. 'Surprisingly', he was late.

"I can" Robin snickers from the other side.

"Don't laugh, he benched you as well dude" Wally huffs at the response of his best friend.

Robin cackles at the other side of the line. "He didn't bench me Kid Mouth. Twisted my ankle two days ago remember?"

"I vaguely remember that." Wally snickers. Oh how much Robin had complained about that one, not only the benching it would surely follow, but also because it had been a stupid mistake on his part. "Boy Blunder"

"Original" Dick remarks and Wally snickers.

"No but seriously, it's been 2 weeks, and no one knows so far" Wally says, going back to the topic of having been told Robin's secret ID.

Robin sighs from the other side. "I wish he'd see that. But he's just paranoid. Just so you know, I trust you with my secret okay? You're my best bud"

"Thanks dude, I guess I needed that" Wally breathes out, feeling a bit better knowing his best friend didn't regret telling his secret ID, knowing that his best friend trusted him with something so important, despite Batman's wishes.

Suddenly Dick speaks up again, and Wally can't help but to be disappointed.

"Bruce is calling me, I gotta go."

"Bye" Wally says before shutting off his communicator. It was still weird hearing Robin -Dick- talk about Batman as Bruce Wayne. Or the fact that Richard Grayson, the rich snob, was actually his best friend and Robin. And not actually a rich snob in the first place. He had no idea he was teaming up and hanging out with Dick Grayson all those times.

And now he kinda felt an idiot for lying to Dick Grayson all the time about his hero life. Because knowing Robin, he had already known for a long time. Must've been pretty funny for him, seeing your friend sweat to make up poor excuses like that, while actually knowing about the secret already.

Wally looks around one more time before putting a hand on his earpiece.

"Yo Flash, where are you?" Wally calls out, starting to get a little annoyed at his mentor for not showing up on time. To be fair he had also been late, but this was just getting ridiculous.

"Almost there kiddo. There was a bank robbery that I had to take care off"

"And that took you half an hour?" Wally asks, trying to keep his sarcasm at bay but obviously failing.

"Had to stop for some interviews" Barry replies, and Wally swears he can hear him grinning through his communicator. Wally rolls his eyes behind his cowl but before he can respond to his Uncle's statement he feels something. A sharp pain goes through his neck and he gasps, cutting off the connection with his mentor as his hand flew to his neck.

"What the-" He started, taking something out of his neck, something sharp and… a dart! His eyes widen, hands flying back to his communicator again while he stands up as fast as possible, or at least he tried to.

"Flash!" Wally screams, fear creeping up on him as he stumbled over his feet, landing roughly on the rooftop beneath him, face first.

"Kid, what's wrong?!" He can hear Barry on the other side of the line, distressed and confused.

"I- help" Wally croaks, trying to crawl away from the spot but before he knew it there was someone in front of him. Wally was too afraid right now to make a witty comeback and he tried to stand one more time but something collided with his head and he was forced to the ground again.

"Weak" Someone behind him snorts.

"Better, means he'll talk faster" The man in front of him replies before he cocks his head slightly, looking down at the fallen sidekick, hero. "Hit him again" He orders, and the last thing Wally knows is the sound of something coming towards his head, something colliding, and then black.

YJ

The first thing Barry saw when he came to the rooftop was.. nothing. His eyes widened behind his white lenses and he ran around the building, as well as the surrounding ones a couple of times before skidding to a halt on the same rooftop again.

"Kid?!" He yelled but his yell was responded by silence. He felt fear fill him at the thought of Wally, why wasn't he here? The last thing he heard was Wally screaming his name before the line went dead. He didn't even know if Wally had heard him ask what was wrong. But either way, Wally never got the time to respond.

Barry gritted his teeth, dialling his wife.

"Barry?" The mumbled voice of his wife responded after a few seconds.

"I need you to trace KF, he isn't on the rooftop" Barry said, trying to keep his voice under control but failing miserably. Kid wouldn't run off without a reason, he wouldn't sound so scared without a reason! There was something wrong, Barry knew.

"Calm down Barry, I'm tracing him now" Iris hisses through the communicator and Barry hadn't even realised that he was vibrating in place before Iris had pointed it out.

"What if something happened? What if his dad-"

"Barry, his father is still in prison, and he will be for a while longer so do-" Iris started but cut her off midsentence. "His- .. I found him." Iris continues shakily.

"Where is he?"

"On the same rooftop as you are" Iris whispers, and that's the exact moment Barry realises what has happened. And he was quickly proven right as he found Wally's communicator near the edge of the roof. No way to track him.

YJ

"What's wrong?" Dick asks, walking into the bat cave. There was still a slight ache in his ankle but it was almost completely gone.

"I found a lead, I wanted you to take a look" Batman replies. Well, not truly Batman. He was wearing his Batman outfit, but his cowl wasn't on his face, revealing Bruce Wayne.

"The gang?" Dick questions, walking over to the monitors. The gang, a few months ago they had come into Gotham. At first there were a few disturbances, which wasn't uncommon for Gotham, but quickly more and more crimes were able to be linked to each other. And quickly the reporters were speaking of some kind of gang.

So far they had robbed several banks, smuggled large amount of drags and even killed countless. Neither of them were alive obviously, so neither could lead them to the gang, and so far none of them had something in common, no background, no previous records, nothing.

Apart from the way they had all been killed, a bullet straight through the head.

"Two days ago we stopped a robbery, remember that?" Batman continues and Robin nods. "There were three people, one got killed when the bus exploded but two made it out." Again, Robin nods.

"I remember" He grimaces, thinking back at his twisted ankle. Bruce seems to catch on and puts a hand on Dick's shoulder, nothing more. But it's enough for Dick to put on a smirk again.

Despite popular belief, Batman was a softy, no skip that. Batman was scary to criminals and normal civilians, Bruce Wayne was a big softy. And he viewed Dick as his own son, and not a ward like in the beginning, but Dick even wondered if he ever thought of him as a ward.

"Yesterday two people disappeared. They didn't show up at work despite their clean records, and nobody had seen them after the bus incident. The last contact was with one of their wives, just an hour before the incident." Bruce explains, showing two different men on the screen. One had black hair, which was slightly longer at the neck, while the other one had really short brown hair.

They looked like normal citizens.

"I asked Jim to check their houses, but when they arrived nobody was home, including wife and kids, the other house was empty as well, wife missing"

"And you think that they are the ones from the bus accident?" Robin questions, gesturing to the men on screen.

"I ran them through the recordings of the robbery" Bruce starts, showing his son a comparising "It's a 100% match."

"So what did you get out of this? Any reason for them to be in a gang? Any connection between the two?"

"Other than working together two days ago, none" Bruce says, shaking his head. Robin wanted to open his mouth again when they were interrupted by a rush of wind, several papers flying high up in the air.

"What the-" Robin exclaims, watching the fastest man alive coming to a halt in front of them. But he was off. He was vibrating slightly in place, and his face, free from his cowl, was filled with worry.

Before either of the bats could say anything Barry had started talking, but had unconsciously slipped into super speed the very second he started. Bruce sighed with an irritated tone.

"FLASH!" Bruce yelled, snapping Barry out of his mantra effectively. Slowly Barry's face falls slightly, tears stinging in his eyes.

"Wally's gone, someone took him"

Dick felt his eyes widen involuntarily.

"What do you mean missing? I just talked to him!" He exclaimed, feeling his heart thump harshly in his chest.

"We were supposed to meet up at the rooftop, and I was la-" Barry stopped midsentence again, blue eyes widened. "I was late.. I left him alone to.. chat with citizens. Oh god" He mumbles, burying his face in his hands.

"I left him alone"

Bruce narrows his eyes "Tell me everything"

YJ

Wally groans softly, eyes squeezed shut as a dull pain makes itself known in the back of his head. He groans again, shifting slightly and hearing the satisfying sound of popping his joints. That is until he recognises the sound of chains rattling, and his aching arms.

Green eyes shoot open and Wally stops breathing for a few seconds. He was in a dark room, he could barely see a thing. There was a dull, cliché, lightbulb hanging above him that was slightly illuminating the damp room.

Wally cranes his neck, looking up. There were shackles around his wrists, and he was chained to the ceiling. The chains held him suspended just a few inches above the ground, if he curled his toes he could just barely touch the stone floor beneath him. The shackles dug deep into his wrists and he could feel his skin screaming in protest at the treatment.

His ankles were also shackled to the ground but the only thing they really did was to keep him from kicking the first dude that would show himself.

Wally swung his legs slightly, he had slight leverage, and he could move a bit but definitely not much.

"Fuck" Wally mumbles under his breath, taking a few deep and shaky breaths.

Shit, this wasn't supposed to go this way. He knew the dangers that came with the job, he knew the injures it could cause, even death. He knew about the possibility of capture; torture. He just wished he'd never had to go through that.

Suddenly the lights were turned on, and Wally shielded his eyes instinctively. His eyes blinking at the sudden bright light. It took him a few seconds to get used to it before he looked up, seeing two man approach him. And an collection of knives, crowbars, and other stuff he really didn't want to know about.

And he couldn't hide the obvious fear he was feeling, his heart thumping against his ribcage and his vibrating body.

He knew where this was going, Barry had warned him countless times before to know what was going to happen next.

Torture.

So.. was it good? Bad? Please let me know! I hope I got the characters right and all, but if not, pelase do point out.

Also; I made a timeline on an onedrive on mine, the link is in my bio. For anyone who's interested. I will post all kind of things over there like timelines, when certain stories happened and important changes to my 'universe'.