Hey guys!

I'm trying my hand at writing a Young Justice story. I'm between either continuing this one, or the other one I wrote for the Justice League. That one is called "Flashback" if you want to check it out.

Anyway, whichever one I think is the *most* desired will be written first, the other one will be written later.

So please, read and review!

Wally took in the shocked expressions of his teammates, particularly Robin's, in respectful silence.

"What do you mean you're quitting!?" Conner was the first one to snap out of his stupor, the familiar anger lacing his voice. The others said nothing, but he knew they were thinking the same thing.

"What can I say, guys?" Wally scratched the back of his head, "I just need to leave the superhero life behind."

Artemis, who was sitting next to Wally, put a hand on his shoulder to comfort him. He had told her ahead of time about his decision, though she still didn't know why. In retrospect, that was a good choice.

"How could you say that?" The betrayed tone that came out of Dick's mouth made Wally wince.

"Wally," Kaldur, always the leader of the group, stepped forward and decided to mediate, "is something going on? You can tell us if something is bothering you."

He couldn't tell them the truth, he didn't want any pity. Why couldn't they just accept his story? Wally did the one thing he knew would shock them enough to get them off his back: he got angry.

"Look, guys. I thought about this long and hard, and if you can't respect my decision," Wally gulped, "Then you can just forget our friendship."

With that, Kid Flash stood, and walked out of the room.

This just doesn't add up. The young detective stared at his back in deep contemplation. Did KF just WALK out of the room?

"Did you tell them?" Wally looked at his Uncle, who was sitting on the couch in his regular civilian identity. Wally shrugged.

"Yes...And no." Barry rolled his eyes at his nephew's antics.

"Tell it to me straight, kid."

"I told them I was quitting." Barry frowned.

"But not why, right?" That was Wally's cue to walk into the kitchen and start making a bologna sandwich. The Flash didn't need an answer to his question. He stood, turned off the TV, and ran to the kitchen to meet his-or at least, in his perspective- son. Wally frowned at Barry.

"Dude, can you not?"

"Right. Sorry." Barry put a hand on his shoulder.

"So what do you think, Bats?" Batman continued to type on the computer in the watchtower. Looking over, he saw the Flash spinning in his chair at high speed. Typical.

"I'm pretty sure they're all suspicious, especially Robin." That was the Batman version of bragging. Normal people couldn't really pick it up, but he was really proud of the young boy wonder.

"So...Stop them from prying? Honestly, the kid's having a hard enough time coping with this on his own." Bruce understood that the Flash wanted nothing more than to help Wally, or at least ease his transition.

"Fine." Silence.

"Did you...find anything yet?"

"...No."

Three days ago, everything had been normal. Staring at his bedroom ceiling, Wally just thought about everything. Everything he had...everything he lost.

Wally woke up 10 minutes before class, like he always did. Having super-speed was a power worth abusing. Cleaning, preparing, studying; it was nice when you knew you could complete hours of work in a couple of seconds.

Wally ran through his closet, the bathroom, his room, until he was completely ready for school and headed downstairs. However, as soon as he stopped in the kitchen to talk to his mom, he felt it.

A massive wave of pain hit his body, and he just collapsed on the floor. He heard his mom yelling at him, his Dad shaking him, but he couldn't respond. It hurt too much. What felt like hours later, though it was really only a couple minutes (this itself scared Wally, a speedster usually had it the other way around) he was finally able to open his eyes.

"Wally, what happened?" His mom's big brown eyes were filled with concern.

"I'm not sure, it just started hurting, but I'm fine now." Wally stood tentatively and walked to the breakfast table.

"More than fine. I get my favorite breakfast, heaping piles of everything!"

It started there, that much was obvious. But he didn't really notice it until...he messed up.

Wally looked as the hall monitor walked in and gave his teacher an excusal slip.

"Wallace, you have a doctor's appointment." Wally's face split into a huge smile as he did everything he could to keep himself from running out the door to the parking lot. As soon as he was in the hallway, he speed changed into his uniform and met his Uncle down the street from the school.

"Doctor's appointment? That means Captain Cold, right?" Wally zipped in front of Flash and ignored the dizzy wave that hit him.

"Got that right, kid. He's at the Bank, has a hostage, but it doesn't look too complicated," Barry got into running postion, "Ready?"

A blur of red and yellow headed towards the Central City bank. Captain Cold had bags of money already on the sidewalk, his freeze gun pointed at a young woman, bound and gagged.

"Hey, Cap," the Flashs pulled into focus as they stopped in front of their perpetrator, "miss us?"

"No, but I think she might." His finger tightened on the trigger. She began to panic, staring at the end of the barrel.

"What's the problem, sore that she gave you the cold shoulder?"

"Brat, why don't you-" as soon as the gun moved away from her face to point at Wally's, he sprinted towards the gun at full blast. Yet, he didn't quite make it. Right at the gun tip, Wally's body was once again racked with pain; he fell to the ground screaming and writhing on the black pavement. Cold was so confused, he couldn't even remember what he was trying to accomplish beforehand.

"What, I didn't-" This time a red fist came and hit him so hard, he slammed into the bank wall behind him. Barry was a pretty chill guy, a people's person. But when his kid was in trouble, he went HAM. (A/N: LOL. Sorry guys, had to put that in.)

"Kid? Kid, can you hear me?" The lack of response was enough for him to go into mother hen mode. He was sure the police could handle the rest. Not wanting to take a chance, he went to the one place he knew Wally could get help.

The Batcave.

Of course, Bruce had figured out exactly what was wrong with him. It took a couple hours, but Batman being Batman, he figured out what was happening, and told the speedsters straight.

"Wally, how old were you when you got your powers?"

"Ten, I think."

Batman brought up a couple of graphs and data. All of it tracking what was going on in his body.

"Barry got his powers much later in life. When his body had essentially finished growing; for some reason, your powers are beginning to upset your body's molecular structure. When you use your powers, you are rapidly accelerating your cells, causing them to...decay within your body."

Wally and Barry were shocked. Wally particularly, realized exactly what this meant.

"I have to stop using my powers, don't I?"

"...Yes. At least for now." A bitter laugh echoed in the dark cave.

"The lightning giveth, the lightening taketh away."

Wally was trying to make a joke there but it came out wrong. It isn't exactly fair for him to say that what was happening was unfair...but that's what it felt like.

The team was pretending to watch TV, though none of them were really watching.

"It just doesn't make sense-"

"Connor-"

"M'gann, you know you're thinking it too. Why would Wally suddenly quit the team?" Silence pervaded the mountain as everyone thought about the question they all had on their mind. Kaldur spoke up.

"Are you sure he didn't say anything to you, Artemis?"

"No, Bay-watch just told me out of the blue. I didn't get to even ask him about it either."

"It doesn't make sense," Robin caught everyone's attention. He knew Kid flash better than anybody, so he might know what was bothering him. "Kid Flash wanted to be a superhero since he was eight. He wanted to be the Flash so bad, he recreated an experiment based off of Barry's notes to gain his superpowers. Why would someone who did that suddenly want to quit?" The team contemplated this and decided that all of Robin's points were completely valid.

"It doesn't matter what you guys think," all heads whipped to the gruff voice standing near the Zeta beams, "Kid Flash is off the team, and you guys have a mission."

The team walked over, with less gusto than usual, but ready to tackle whatever was thrown at them.

"What are we up against this time?"

"There have been sightings of a yellow blur moving through some of the major corporations such as Wayne Tech, S.T.A.R. Labs, and even LexCorp." Batman shrugged off the confused faces of the team. "It's not Kid Flash. However, we need to confirm who this disturbance is.

The lead suspect is a man named Professor Zoom."

So what do you guys think?

To continue, or not continue?

This versus my other story, Flashback. If you guys want to read that one too, you're welcome to.

Thanks for reading! Please, review!