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"When Wally was 15, he would have killed for a chance to be up here. In the Watch Tower! He wanted to be a hero so bad, he nearly killed himself trying to become like me. He recreated my experiment that turned me into The Flash. For those of you that don't know, my experiment was an accident. Wally's was done on purpose. He wanted to have superspeed to save the day. At first, I did not want him to become a hero. I thought it would be too dangerous. He wouldn't give up. Eventually, I gave in and I had a partner: Kid Flash.
He would never disobey me. He was a perfect kid. Then one day, with his friends, he breaks into Cadmus. Against our say so. When we got there, the building was busted. They went there to put out a fire, and destroyed the building." Some soft laughter erupts. Barry continues when the laughter comes to a stop. "The first thing I thought to say was, "You could have called." Some more. Barry smiles softly. "He should of. I was worried sick. It would have been comforting to know where he was. He finally had a group of kids like himself. He saw Robin every now and again. They were best friends. But it wasn't the same as seeing him every day. We even gave them minimal access to the Zeta Tubes. He was so happy to be apart of a team. I never saw him smile so much.
As he got older, the hero dreams died out. He wanted to focus on his studies. Live a normal life with his Girl Friend. Artemis, he loved you. From the moment he met you, he never stopped talking about you. He would hate that your beautiful face has tears rolling down your cheeks.
Wally would hate that we're all crying over his death. I'm gonna miss him. He was like my own son. Truth is, we got into a fight when he decided to quit being a hero. We weren't as close when he passed. And I have to live with that. He was like my son, and I lost him twice.
Enough sad memories. Wally would want us to remember the good times. Like the first time that he called me dad. It was an accident. It was the happiest day of my life. The warmest feeling erupted in my chest.
Dick. Come up here. Tell some stories about the misadventures of The troublesome duo. I'm rambling at this point. Need some fresh blood up here."
"Rambling is okay at a time like this Barry. But I have to say, I always thought I'd be laughing at Wally's funeral. I never thought he would die saving the world. He saved us all. I wish I could shake his hand and hug him one last time."
I hope you all like it! Or enjoy it! And a little side news. My father and I wrote a book. I mean, he's the author, I'm the writer. Author: Kevin Rifflard Sr; Writer: Jessy Lynn. It is titled- The Year I Rode my Snowmobile to the North Pole! Please purchase it when it becomes available.