Although, the story is under the Fanfiction basis of the Justice League, the story is more the story of an O.C. and Flash. But, the Justice League plays a huge part as well. Just enjoy the ride. I promise this will make more sense as you read. I'm excited for this story so enjoy. :D
Prologue Part 1
Mary West sat outside in the sun watching her son, Wally, play in the sprinklers. Even at 5-years-old Wally was a ball of energy.
"Mommy! Watch! I can run as fast as Flash!" Wally yelled as he ran as fast as he could through the sprinklers only to slip on the wet grass. "Oww..." Mary laughed as her son brushed the grass stain off his swimsuit and began runny around again.
A car pulled in the driveway. Rudolph West stepped out with a serious (sad) look plastered on his face. Mary walked up to her husband as Wally stopped playing to watch his parents have a conversation he couldn't make out.
Right as Wally decided to start playing again, he heard his mother call for him to come dry off. "But Mommy... I wanna play!"
"We're going to go meet a new friend" Mary acknowledged him. Wally finally decided to give up and run to his mother to dry off only to slip on the wet grass once more. "Walk sweetie" she laughed.
Wally sat in his booster seat in the back of the car. He would tap his feet every so often and shift his head to one side then the other. The 2 minute ride down the block of course felt like hours to his adolescent mind. "Are we there yet?" he asked.
"No, bud." Rudolph acknowledged for the 4th time.
"We're almost there. Just be patient" Mary reassured.
"Where are we going anyway?" Wally asked being impatient. Rudolph was silent for a second trying to figure out how put it in a way his 5-year-old son would understand.
" We are going to go see the Knay family." Rudolph said.
"Why?" Wally asked very childishly.
"Because"
"Because Why?"
"Just Because"
"Why?"
"You know Wally, if you say why too many times. Your hair will fall out" Rudolph joked looking in the mirror to see his son's reaction.
"Why?" Wally said but immediately covered his mouth and felt his head. Rudolph chuckled as he turned into a parking lot. Wally was confused. He had never been here before.
Mary hopped out of her seat, opened the backdoor and helped Wally unbuckle. "Where are we?" asked Wally curiously.
Rudolph answered before Mary could. "This is the Knay family's house" he said admiring the architecture of the house.
Rudolph walked up the cherry wood steps and knocked on the door. A man with short dark hair answered. The two men forced smiles to each other that we're obviously holding back sorrow.
Inside the house was just as beautiful as the outside. The living room was lit with the bright sun from the big windows along the walls. White carpet ran through the house without a single stain. A large white sectional couch surrounded the flat screen TV mounted to the wall. A hallway split off to the bedrooms on the right and the kitchen opened up to the left.
Rudolph, Mary, and Wally were invited to the living by the tall lean man that ha greeted them. Mary sat down on the couch almost uncomfortably. "I wish our house was this clean" she said giving a quick glance at Rudolph. He smiled.
Wally walked around in circles not caring or understanding what was going on.
The man returned to the room holding a little girl about the same age as Wally. Her dark red hair covered her face but not the sounds of her crying. Rudolph looked at the little girl crying into her father's shoulder and his face flushed. Mary sat tense and sad.
Wally pulled on his mom's shirt and whispered. "Why is she crying?" Mary gave him a sad smile and tried to explain.
"Honey, sometimes people get sick. And if they get really sick their body gives up." she explained not knowing how to tell him that her mother died.
Wally looked at her confused but Mary went on. "This little girl's mommy passed away from being sick" Wally finally caught on and he looked at the little girl.
The man held back his own tears as he tried to talk to Rudolph. "I really appreciate this guys."
"No problem, and if you need anything we are just down the block" Rudolph reassured.
The man nodded and then he looked down at his daughter. "This is Lezvie" he said trying to get her to show her face. Rudolph smiled at her as friendly as he could. Lezvie stopped crying and stared at the three strangers that were smiling at her.
"Lezvie. That's an interesting name." Mary said curious on how he came up with that.
"Yes. Her mother picked it out. It's Russian." the man said.
From the hallway a little 3-year-old boy walked out. His medium dark hair matched his father's. His eyes were red from crying. He looked at the strange people sitting on the couch and ran to his father.
"And this is Drake." the man said holding his son to his side.
"I'm sorry but I didn't catch your name." Mary said more like a question than a statement.
"Oh, sorry. My name is Demyan. Also of Russian origin" he stated setting down Lezvie. "Lez, I need to go to my office for a little while. Just play with this young man" he gestured to Wally. Lezvie stared at him and shook her head.
"I wanna go with you." she whined.
"No. I'm sorry sweety." he apologized as he got up and walked down the hallway. Lezvie just sat as Drake climbed up on the couch and sat beside her.
Wally walked up to them and leaned on the cushion. "Hi, Lezzy. Drake." he said actually remembering their names.
"My name is Lez-VIE" she corrected.
"That's to hard to say. I like Lezzy." he said with a grin. Lezvie was to tired and sad to fight with him so she left it alone. "My name is Wally" he said shoving a smile into her face. She just nodded and laid her head on the arm of the couch.
Demyan walked back in and crossed over to the kitchen, opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of beer from it. Rudolph, noticing this, got uncomfortable but didn't say a word as Demyan walked back down the hallway drinking the beer.
"Breast Cancer is getting really out of hand, huh?" Mary stated to Rudolph as she watched Wally try to cheer up Lezvie.
Rudolph nodded as he shook his head from side to side. "Eh, not really. It can be stopped unless it's not detected in time." Mary sat there thinking about these poor two kids who had just lost there mother.