As much as Wally enjoyed the sun he still thought it was a bit much today. Heat waves danced off the pavement as he walked home from school, summer school that is. Being a superhero had seriously impinged on his homework time.

"Ah it feels good to be free." He said to nobody in particular. A huge goofy grin was plastered on his face as he rapidly went through possible activities to hold off his boredom. As soon as 'find out if the team is at the beach' became his next course of action, a distraction appeared.

A large group of people stood around a little white house with blue shutters. Immediately Wally recognised it as the house he babysat at when he was fourteen. A little baby by the name of Emma lived there.

Only now she wasn't a little baby she was a little girl. A little girl who was sobbing into her Mother's shirt. Her mom looked lost for words as she tried to console the bawling creature.

Wally started to push through the mass of onlookers, "What's wrong ?"

"Oh Wally, it's Emmie's cat. She's stuck in the house." said Emma's Mom.

At first Wally was confused but then he realised what the wailing white noise he had been hearing for two blocks was. Sirens.

The little girl looked up at him sobs racking her small frame. Her lashes were wet with tears and red blossomed all over her face. "I'm really going to do this," thought Wally. "I don't even like cats."

Wally crouched down to Emma's level, "Don't you worry M, I'll get your kitty ok?"

"Re-re-really?" I small jewel of hope glimmered in the kids eyes.

"Absolutely," Wally couldn't resist, "Back in a flash ok?"

Emma's Mom began to say something, but he jogged away. He didn't speed, lest he blow his cover, but went to the back of the house. When he was sure he was out of the sight of the Firemen and onlookers he slipped into the house.

The fire was already blazing. Even though he had faced worse, the heat still seared his skin. Knowing it would be hard to explain how he removed the oxygen from the house he refrained from the speed tactic and instead climbed a staircase to his left. Choking on smoke he called out for the cat. But all he could hear was the crackling of fire. On the fourth try he heard a small mewl coming from a back bedroom.

Wally raced to it. The cat had it's front paws on an open window sill. It lifted its head and yowled outside. The image of the classic damsel in distress suddenly appeared in his mind, but was hastily shaken out. Surprised by the sudden appearance of a human the cat's back arched and it spat as it twisted to view him. Not bothered by this he grabbed the cat and sped out of the house.

The Summer breeze felt borderline Arctic after the fire. It's chill fresh air was a relief. He took huge gasps of it filling his lungs, "All for a cat, a dumb cat." Just then the cat in his arms dug it's claws into his neck.

"Ow you fur ball!" Wally hissed. "You're freaking welcome."

Having been fed up with the creature already he turned the corner to see that Emma was joyously embracing a huge fluffy grey cat. Nothing like the one in his arms.

"What the-"

Wally pulled the cat away from him to examine it.

"Oh for- "

"HEY. KID LOSER."

Wally had expected to hear that voice at any moment. But it didn't mean it was any less grating.

He turned to see an infuriated Witch Boy. His lanky arms were palm up and already sparked with red energy. Wally felt himself gulp.

Klarion's jaw was clenched and his eyes were mere slits, "Give me back Teekl, right now!"

"You're welcome" Wally grumbled, gingerly placing the source of all that could go wrong and had on the ground.

Teekl trotted across the browning grass to Klarion, and promptly resumed its place on his shoulders.

"Like I'd ever need help from you Kid Crash." Klarion giggled at his own pun. Wally would cringe but he'd heard worse from the original speedster to be honest. Besides he was guilty of it just a few hours ago. Actually it was probably just minutes.

After a dramatic and lengthy sigh took over the giggle fit, the witch boy raised one pale hand to the hero. "I suppose I should hurt you now. Your choice, pocket dimension or a hostile alien world?"

"Dude, I saved your cat, give me a break here." Wally wasn't actually scared, which was strange. He probably should be, but he was more annoyed that he wouldn't be able to go to the beach again. He'd been trying to see Meagan in her new swim suit for weeks now. But always got held up on school work or missions.

The grin that had built up on Klarion's face in time with the sparks in his palms faltered. Teekl was meowing in Klarion's ear and kneading at his collar. Wally thought for a moment that it was almost like the cat was telling him a story. The Witch Boy's dark eyes flickered up to the room Wally had found the cat in, to the fire engines, then settled on Wally.

A frown popped up on his face, not an unusual occurrence The cat hissed and Klarion looked like a kid that got the wrong ice cream cone. "FINE TEEKL, but I'm not happy about it."

"One request. One." Said Klarion to Wally. The expression on his face was so sour it would've been comical if Wally had any idea what was going on. Then he stood in silence shooting an icy glare at Wally. Although the menacing effect he was going for was somewhat lessened by the pout on his lips.

"Look I have no idea what's going on," said Wally, "I just want to go to the beach for the few hours I have left of what used to be a great day."

"You baby heroes are so impossibly boring," Klarion said, "but very well. There better be ice cream though."

"Wait wha-" Wally didn't finish his sentence before he was enveloped in red smoke.