Title – Disturbed
Disclaimer – I do not own the Justice League… DC Comics do.
Summary – Wally West, current Flash wakes up in a Mental Hospital and can't figure out how he got there until the flash backs start.
Rating – T
Author's Note – Wally is also so happy-go-lucky, I wanted to write him in a different state, that and I love the movie Girl Interrupted.
His eyes flew open only to shut them right away from the intense flashing lights and booming voices. His head hurt and he was beyond confused, people were talking but he couldn't make out anything. He opened his hazel eyes again and tried to move but he was strapped to a medical girdle. The loud blaring sound of a siren told him immediately that he was in an ambulance, he must have been wounded severely for the Justice League to let regular doctors take care of him.
"We've got him awake!" One female EMT cried poking a needle into his vein. He lurched and rolled to the side and vomited, "There, there, you are going to be alright." She whispered in his ear stroking his hair.
Hair? Where was his mask! He looked down… he was in his normal clothes… where was the Justice League?
"My friends…" He croaked weakly. His throat burn from the acid puke and it caused his eyes to burn and tear up.
"They will be here soon, what happened to you? Do you remember?"
"I … what?"
But everything was starting to get blurry again and the heat flashes were coming ten fold and then it was black.
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"Walter?" His voice reminded him of J'ohn's, stern, rough and low yet sentimental at the same time.
Wally turned his head to look at the man before him, he was heavy set and balding on the top of his head slightly. His glasses were wire framed and the black suit he wore spelled out authority and somebody important. His name was Dr. Weston from what Wally could tell on the name plaque on his desk.
"What am I doing here?" Wally asked, he was curled up on a giant love seat wearing pajama pants and semi tight shirt, no shoes just socks and he was irritated by the bandages that littered his wrists and fore arms.
"You tell me." Dr. Weston asked.
"I'm not going to play that stupid game, tell me what I am doing here." Wally never used this voice unless seriously distressed, it was low and threatening. He learned it from Batman.
But Dr. Weston didn't seemed phased he just studied the young red head.
"Look, there has been a mistake; I don't know what I am doing here."
"On the contrary Walter according to your friends you have been acting disturbed for nearly two months. They tried to help you but you seemed to have gotten worse, they paid for the best hospital when a couple nights ago the breaking point for you happened; you tried to kill yourself Walter."
Wally's eyes widened, how is that possible? A couple nights ago he was in Cambodia with Wonder woman helping to put out a fire.
"Which friends there must be a mistake?!" Wally was starting to shake now, what the hell was going on?
"Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, and John Stewart."
Wally stood up shocked and appalled just what the hell was going on?! "I need to talk to them! I'm not crazy, Doc just listen," He rushed over to Dr. Weston's side, "I'm not crazy this is all a misunderstanding, I didn't try to kill myself please, I need to talk to them!"
Dr. Weston shook his head, "I'm sorry Walter we have to wait for that. Please sit down."
Slowly Wally finally sat staring expectantly at the doctor before him, "If I tried to kill myself then why can't I remember it?"
"Repressed memory. Traumatizing things will repress a memory."
"Bullshit." He muttered knowing full well his whole life was trauma. His job as a forensic scientist and being a super hero The Flash will dive straight into trauma.
"You took several different bottles of pills and chased them with a bottle of Vodka, how you were still able to do it I don't know but after that you took several hits of Methamphetamine."
Wally kept shaking his head, this couldn't be happened, Wally only took what was given to him from J'ohn and that was always approved, he never drank unless out on outings with the guys and Wally has never even touched any kind of drugs….
"I didn't…" He whispered helplessly.
"But you did and we're here to help." Dr. Weston stood up and walked to the phone.
Wally's head was swimming with questions. His head hurt and he was confused beyond imagination, not to mention scared. What was happening and what was going to happen?
"Yes right away." He heard the doctor say.
"Walter West?" A woman who was about 5'5" stood in the doorway sporting a pure white nurse's dress and a clip board. Her brown curly hair kept escaping out of her hat and around her petite face.
"Go ahead Walter; Mrs. Earns is going to show you around." The doctor coaxed.
Wally stood up and hesitantly followed the quiet woman out.
"Come along dear, I'll show you around and get you settled in." The woman said, "My name is Virginia, I'm in charge here so if you need anything at all don't hesitate to ask."
"Mam' that's very sweet of you but I'm not crazy I don't belong here." Wally said while following her steps up the building and into a huge hallway with locked doors and barred windows, nurse stations were at the front and a security desk was only two feet away from the nurse station. Men were walking around some muttering to each other and some staring blankly at them as they passed.
"This is the nurse station, if you need anything and I'm not around this is the place to contact. Over there on your right is a phone station, you can make calls as long as they are approved by the nurses. Right there to the end of the hall is the TV room, everyone hangs out here."
And so they were, many men were strewn across the room on couches and chairs, even on the floor. The TV was droning on but nobody was really watching it they were all staring off into nothing or talking quietly amongst each other.
"The cafeteria is through those double doors, meal times will be announced." She said as they continued on through the large hallway, "Oh here we go! This will be your room," She opened the door and inside was a large cozy full bed, with a large barred window. A walk in closet was situated on the right of the room, and on the left was a dresser, also plenty of shelves to place his things on and finally a book case full of reading books on all kinds of varieties.
"Where is the bathroom?" Wally asked setting his suit case down.
"Oh they are all over the place, but nobody has them in their rooms, you need to be supervised." She explained, "Bruce Wayne paid for the best and got you your own room, but a bathroom is out of the question, we need to supervise the patients at all times dear."
Wally couldn't believe this; they actually thought he was crazy…. "Thank you I can get by from here." He just wanted to be alone and although 'Ginny was pretty,' he was not in the mood and just wanted to think.
He lay down in his bed, at least he had his own room but how long would that last? No privacy, no peace and quiet, surrounded by insane people and was he going crazy? Or was everyone else going crazy?
Apparently he fell asleep because he heard a knock on the door, he sat up but a different nurse walked in, "Checks." She smiled when she saw him, "Dear you need to take your meds."
"Oh I don't need any, I'm fine thank you."
"You can take that up with your psychologist tomorrow, but I need you to take the sleeping pills or am I going to have to call someone?" Her voice was sweet, but it held so much bitterness to it. Wally sat up and took the pills cursing her as he swallowed.
"Let me see." He stuck his tongue out and glared as she walked away and shut his door.
Finally he could get some sleep…
Before he could sleep he heard a few people run by his room and giggle. Then voices of "stop that!", "Go away and get back to your room!" was heard.
He cupped his hands hard over his ears when somebody in the room a few doors over began screaming over and over saying how they want to go home.
"AHHHHH HOME! I WANT TO GO HOME!" They cried in anguish. Things were heard being thrown and glasses breaking.
"Allan it's all right! We'll protect you! It's all right!" a female voice was heard trying to nurse the screaming patient.
Wally was terrified, screaming always set him on edge, but now he was in a place he didn't know, didn't know where he is or even how to get out. He wasn't insane…. He didn't belong here… he wasn't like them…. Isn't like them, he isn't crazy….
Wally curled up in a tight ball covering his ears tightly whispering over and over that he was not crazy.
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"So then there I was Bats fighting them off like crazy! One by one they came after me but I prevailed and defeated them, you should have been there!" Flash explained excitedly to a concentrating Batman. His face was glued to the screen typing occasionally yet still almost listening to The Flash.
"There you are! We have a mission down in Cambodia, put out a wild fire, quick and simple let's go." Wonder woman said floating towards the scarlet speedster.
"On it!" They zoomed out and into a loading plane where they immediately took flight for Cambodia.
It was an easy fire, they spent the first few hours containing it into one area, the next few hours brining water over to the area, Flash brought water from the ocean straight onto the area and once the fire was out, recovery began. That was the hardest part. But most of the times the town's people took care of that.
"Thank you Wonder Woman, Flash, only minimal injuries but no deaths." A local firemen said pushing some burning boards away.
"Any time, we will always be here to help…" Flash was about to finish his sentence until he saw a man with a black trench coat. He was standing in the shadows but Flash could see him, and apparently the man noticed too, he began making his way down the hill but he couldn't get away, not from the fastest man alive.
"Hey! Flash!" Wonder woman shouted but the Speedster was gone chasing after the man in the trench coat.
"Hey you stop! Were you the one who started the fire?" Flash shouted but he couldn't find the man.
Flash looked around but the man was nowhere to be seen. He swore he has seen him before… where he can't place his fingers on it but… he has definitely seen him around before…
"Flash! What are you doing?" Diana shouted finally catching up to him.
"There was a man here… and I know I have seen him around before… I just can't remember where."
"Come on they can handle things from here… let's just go home."
He nodded and followed along but he was still bothered by that man…
Alright! Here is the teaser/Prologue chapter let me know what you guys think! Please review it lets me know that I should continue! :D