Heeeyo I'm back. Thought you got rid of me, huh? *cackles* Nope, sorry. :P Anywho, obviously I couldn't stay away from Wally. Did you know he's taken the form of my muse now? Yeah, he talks to me in my head. As if I wasn't crazy enough as it was.
Wally: It's dark and scary and dangerous in here. She likes to beat up hot guys. Seriously.
See what I have to live with? -eyeroll- Wally, please say something useful.
Wally: Lost (also known as TotallyLosingIt) doesn't own Young Justice or Cartoon Network or myself. How was that?
Me: Suckish. You gotta add flair, you know?
Wally: She doesn't appreciate me enough.
"Okay, who said it?" Wally yelled aloud. A blast of bright yellow energy barely missed him as he deftly leapt onto the heels of his palms in an awkward hand-stand that turned quickly into a back handspring. The following explosion managed to knock him back a few yards, enough to send him slamming into the wall.
"It wasn't me," Robin snickered from a few feet away. He pulled out a couple of explosive batarangs and sent them toward the target. Two beams of yellow later and the batarangs were ash. "You know I don't jinx missions."
"Will you guys focus?" Artemis shouted, all the way across the room. She leaned out from behind the pillar that had been concealing her and sent a volley of arrows towards where the explosions were coming from, but the creature merely turned around and, with a small sweeping motion of his hand, disintegrated them.
This particular villain was not only hopped up on the new and improved Blockbuster virus, but already had destructive powers to begin with. Not to mention the combination of the two wasn't doing much for the ex-scientist-turned-psycho-monster on an intellectual level. Wally would be surprised if it could even form coherent thought. The thing wasn't exactly human after all.
"Somebody said the mission was going to be easy," he groused. "Famous last words are famous for a reason, you know!"
"Don't get your spandex tied in a knot," Robin said, expertly back-flipping off a wall and throwing more explosive devices at the monster previously known as Dr. Edward Boyle. They didn't even get close. "Maybe nobody said it. Maybe this mission was heavy on the dis from the get-go."
"It was Artie," Wally decided, watching as Superboy launched himself face-first at the monster. A blast of energy hit him square in the face, but to his credit it didn't even look like it fazed the big guy. "She must've done it for kicks."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Artemis sniffed from her position. She tapped the comlink in her ear, trying again to reach M'gaan. The green girl had been thrown somewhere off to the right by a beam of light and hasn't gotten back up since. "Megan! Tell me you're okay, Megan, pick up!"
Kaldur got the furthest out of all of them, using Superboy as a distraction and, after creating two wicked swords out of water, slashed down wildly at the huge creature. An enraged roar was pulled from his mouth, his arm rising for the obvious. But Wally anticipated this and, concentrating hard, sped up his molecules to a vibrating function. Everything slowed down—Robin almost hanging in midair as he dodged a beam of yellow, Superboy stuck on a wall as he was still impacting it, and the giant's arm still stretched above his head, ready to deal Kaldur a blow that would probably knock their tempo-leader unconscious.
Wally lived for these moments. He ran at normal speed—for him, anyways—to the monster, whose arm was accelerating faster than he'd anticipated, giving him a solid punch to where the ribs used to be. As the monster slowly changed course Kid Flash turned his attention to Kaldur, decelerating himself slowly and cautiously scooping Aqualad into a bridal-style carry. If he'd gone any faster he could've snapped his leader's bones just from a tap, one of the reasons he always had to be careful when trumping about at this speed.
Everything caught up to him as his molecules slowed down, and he was already across the room with his leader in his arms. He set Aqualad down and raced back, only a couple Machs faster than the rest of the world, appearing at Artemis' side.
"I heard that, Blondie," he growled good-naturedly. The archer gave him a warning look, telling him he was testing her patience and should step back before she knocked him on his ass. "You did, didn't you? You just love doing the complete opposite of what I say!"
"Not now, Baywatch," Artemis said, rolling her eyes. A high pitched whine assaulted her ears, freezing her limbs even as she tried reaching for another arrow.
Wally heard it, too, and was already reacting. He didn't have the time to accelerate and get them both out of the line of fire, so he did the natural, stupid super-hero thing and gave the blonde girl a hard shove.
He must've been moving faster than he thought, because the archer was launched a good ten or so yards, almost crashing into the remains of the student desks in the lab. Wally was right behind her, not planning on sticking around to feel the after-effects of a direct hit from the yellow beam.
It hit him anyways, glancing off his back and miraculously leaving his Kid Flash uniform intact. Tingles of sharp, electrifying pain shot clear up to Wally's skull, leaving lights dancing in front of his eyes in negative colors. Liquid fire spread up his limbs, each of his bones feeling like they were being welded together by a blowtorch. He tried to get up but stumbled again and fell flat on his face, and suddenly there was a crack in his goggles.
Megan was there suddenly, apparently recovering from her ordeal, too. She grabbed Wally's shoulder and helped him up, flying him up and out of the way of yet another beam. "You alright?" she asked. Wally thought her voice sounded like she was trying to talk to him through a jar around her mouth. The words were foggy and distant, and the pain was still rolling through him in waves with every pump of his heart, pulsating faster and faster.
He managed to nod, though, even give her a bit of a smile to tell her he was glad she was alright. Megan, bless her heart, stayed a second longer to check him over. "It wears off in a couple of minutes," she supplied.
Wally translated that into another thirty seconds. He did, after all, heal at an accelerated rate. He nodded. "Go help the others," he said, or tried to say. The words came out sounding blurred together. Megan gave him a sweet smile and flew off.
He could hear the sounds of the battle going on around him, although it was getting harder and harder to pay attention. Wally counted the seconds impatiently, forcing himself to sit still. It didn't work.
The tingling intensified, flowing all over his body but focusing mostly on his head and chest area. That was bad, wasn't it? His breathing picked up as he started to panic. Head and chest areas were the most vital part to the human body, so it definitely couldn't be good that the pain was increasing there.
Artemis was the first to notice something was seriously wrong with him as she turned to knock off a snide remark about him sleeping on the job. Superboy, Aqualad, and Miss Martian had the situation under control after the three of them had attacked the monster at the same time, different points where M'gaan had located the weak spots in its armor.
The fifteen year old was jerking, convulsing, almost, and his form kept flickering in and out like static from a television set.
"KF?" she called cautiously. When he didn't answer she grabbed her bow from its position leaning against a cement column and ran to the redhead.
"What's wrong?" Megan asked anxiously, floating over to where Artemis dropped to her knees in front of Wally. "He was fine a second ago!"
"Don't touch him," Artemis warned, holding out an arm. Small whimpers of pain erupted from Wally's lips as he flickered back into reality again. "I think his molecules are reacting to the blast he'd gotten. He keeps speeding them up and slowly them down according to his convulsions."
"Wally?" Robin was by her side then, but Wally had fallen unconscious. Slowly his convulsions stopped and he finally rested on their plane of reality.
The others stopped and stared. The boy who'd once been fifteen only a second ago was now considerably smaller, with a child-like baby face that was slack and serene as if he was sleeping.
Robin was the first to break the silence. "Flash is gonna kill us."