I sighed. This sucked. I just finished another comic. I got it 10 hours ago. This sucks. I'm kind of a comic nerd. And an anime/manga geek. And a science nerd. And- well, let's just say that I'm a lot of different kinds of nerds. I turned to my digital clock that read 3 am. On a school night. Oh well. At least I know Noah is going to be up. He almost never sleeps and when he does, it's only for about an hour or 2.

I open up my computer and log onto Skype. I video call him and he immediately picks up. I smile. "What's up, Noah?"

"Nothing really. Just playing Minecraft and Call of Duty at the same time." Noah is a major gamer and nerd just like me. He has dark brown hair, slightly long, that almost covers his left eye and light blue eyes.

"Hey, what was the comic this time?" He smirked, not taking his eyes off the computer. I sighed. "I hated and loved it at the same time. It was such a cliff hanger!" I growled. He just laughed at me.

"That is so like you to be annoyed by that." He rolled his eyes. I smirked back. "What about your game console heats up to much and shuts down for half an hour?" He pouts. "Shut up." I snicker.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH!" I flinched. This time, Noah looked at me. "Is she still beating you?" He whispered. I revealed the huge purple bruise on my neck in the shape of a hand. His eyes softened. "Why can't you tell anyone?"

I smiled softly.

"She threatened to kill Belle." Belle was my little sister. She is 5 years old with curly light brown hair slightly past her shoulders and chocolate brown eyes. She loves orange and is the most innocent little girl in the universe. "Po, you can't hide this forever." I smiled weakly. "You know I hate that nickname."

"It's better than Poison. Who names their kid Poison anyway?" He turned back to his xbox. "When they drink poison and survive." I smirked. His eyes widened and turned back to me. "Seriously?" Noah gaped at me.

"Maria says and, I quote, 'I'm a cursed child from the devil who doesn't deserve to live." He rolled his eyes. "The only truth in that is that she's a devil. I mean, you are her child right?"

"I wish she wasn't. She doesn't either." I looked at my comic filled room. My sheets were Marvel, my pillow was the Batman logo, the walls were covered with posters of villains and heroes, and the comic books scattered everywhere. "I wish I was a character in the comic books." Noah gave me a sideways glance.

"You always saw that but you never say who you would be. Which character would you be? I mean, if you were a new character, you would change everything." I thought about it. "Boy or girl?"

"Boy." He smirked. "I guess I would be Kid Flash. He's around my age and is cool, funny, and smart. He's also pretty stubborn that magic doesn't exist. That's the only flaw, but hey, everyone's got flaws right?" I smiled. Noah nodded. "Wise choice."

"Then that changes my wish. I wish I was Kid Flash!" I announced to Noah. "Look bitch." I froze and turned my computer as dark as I could so she couldn't see Noah. Noah knew that he needed to be quiet. I turned around to see Maria standing behind me. "I told you to be quiet but do you listen? No. You know what that means." She slapped me. I whimpered. She pulled me out of my chair and dropped me on the floor.

She kicked my stomach and my ribs. I groaned and coughed up blood. Only one thing on my mind. My wish to be Kid Flash.

She punched and kicked and slapped me.

Then it stopped.

I opened my eyes and saw Robin staring at me through his mask. "Wally, are you ok?" I groaned. Great. I passed out and now dreaming. "Where... am... I?" I whispered. Then I passed out. again.