Hi, Johnny here. I know that a lot of you out there wait for another chapter of Black Tiger, but I have a massive writer's block on that story. But I heard that starting a new story will help get rid of it so another idea for a story about Wally came to my mind. In this story Wally also will be OOC and a bit of OC. I know that some of you like the original speedster, but every idea for a story I come up with Wally is almost never himself. Like he leads a double life or something. I just don't like the fact that everybody on the team has a secret like SPOILER ALERT(Kaldur's father is Black Manta or something, Robin is actually Bruce Wayne's adopted son, Artemis has a criminal family, and Miss M isn't actually a green martian), Supey has his daddy issues with Superman, but Wally seems like the only one with a 'normal' life, so I always think that he should have a secret, even bigger that the other's because that would be badass. At least that's what I think. But do not worry, Wally will be much less OOC than in Black Tiger.

Enjoy.

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Assignments

Prologue

"They done?"

"Like I answered 5 minutes ago… no!"

Gotham Harbor at night is a very dangerous place to go. Even if you're the Batman.

Tonight in one of the docks was a medium sized ship, ten meters long, docked and at the moment being loaded with all kinds of things bad guys need. Guns, drugs, illegal equipment, you name it. And this shipment was very big, worth millions of dollars.

In the office near the dock was a man with white suite and a victory smirk on his face.

"Twelve million dollars, nice," the man said while putting some papers down on the desk in front of him.

This man was no ordinary man. He was the new crime lord in Gotham, the Dragon. His eye for catching good opportunities and a good money management gave him this position in a very short time. His today's shipment was worth twelve million dollars. And it was just a beginning.

Not to mention all the henchmen he hired to guard the dock. They were stupid, but the more the better. Right now he doubted that even the Dynamic Duo themselves could stop the deal.

"He he, Soon I'll be the king of Gotham," Dragon said with an evil smile on his face.

"Wanna bet?" said a young voice.

The crime lord didn't even have time to turn his head around to see who was in his office before a throwing knife sunk into the back of his head making the man limp and fall onto his desk.

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"Alright, the shipment is ready. Go tell the boss," one of the henchmen told the other one.

Some minutes later the henchman was at the door.

Knock knock. "Boss, the shipment is ready," no response "Boss?" nothing "I'm coming in."

When the door was open his eyes doubled in size.

Right in front of him was the boss sitting in front of his desk with his head on it and in a pool of his own blood.

He was about to shout, call for help, alert the whole dock, but before any sound escaped his mouth a blade from behind pierced his throat. After couple seconds of quiet sounds of choking and attempt to shout the his eyes rolled to the back of his skull, blade retracted and the body hit the floor.

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Minutes passed and the henchmen on the boat were getting impatient.

"Where is this idiot?"

"Don't know, he's gone for ten minutes. Think the Bat got'im?"

"Nah, he and his little bird are busy with some League crap, I've seen the news. Even if they were here, you think that they would have a chance against all the henchmen on this boat?"

"Yeah, there are at least twenty guys here and everyone of them has a gun. No chance at all."

If the mobs weren't busy talking they would probably notice that someone jumped from the boat onto the dock while doing a graceful flip in the air and quietly got away. When he was sure that no one could hear or see him, he turned around pulled out a detonator and pressed it.

Second later the ship exploded killing all men on it and destroying whole shipment worth not so little money. The whole wreck was on fire and soon it started to sink only to be found on the bottom of the river.

The young man had a very original outfit. His eyes were covered by a black mask and has a hood on which covered his hair. The tip of the hood was sharp and bent what gave it a look of eagle's beak. Also he wore a shirt which was sew in style of renaissance Italy, so it had a lot of décor to it and a short cape on his left shoulder. The whole outfit was black but the décor and the inside of the cape and hood were red.

When the man was sure that his assignment was complete he run away from the scene before the cops got here.

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So here's the prologue. I really can't describe outfits so better google 'Ezio Auditore' and this outfit some black and you'll get what I wanted to show you.

I really hope that you'll like this story. I'll try to update both stories as fast as I can.

If you don't like this idea just leave a review. If there will be enough I'll ditch this story and focus on Black Tiger.

See ya.