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Running, running, wall. Air, air, wall.

When escaping, knowing the difference is important.

But Wally couldn't know the difference.

He didn't know how long he had been in this place, or how long they expected to keep him, but he did know he wasn't getting out on his own.

He had tried. Many times. He vibrated through the handcuffs, and then the bars, but he had no idea where the fuck he was going, so he ended up out of fuel after about 3 hours of trying to find the way out, and they caught him again.

That time they shocked him about 50 times.

The second time was remarkably similar.

The third time they used a knife as their torture weapon instead of jumper cables.

The fourth time was the last time.

They used that knife again, Wally had never thought that one little knife could change his life so much.

First they drove it into his left eye, then his right.

He didn't need to be Dick Grayson to know that his speed healing wouldn't save him this time. He wasn't getting his eyes back.

How could he even attempt an escape when he couldn't see where the hell he was going?

That didn't stop them from torturing him for information on the league.

It was the same questions over and over again. Who are they, who are they? Where are they, where are they? Wally just bit his lip as hard as he could.

He wouldn't let them win.

He knew the team would come for him. They wouldn't just abandon him.

One of the long, dark and lonely days, Wally heard yelling, gunfire, loud footsteps, and the familiar sound of a speedster zipping around.

They had come for him.

"Wally?" It sounded like his Uncle Barry.

"Uncle Barry?" He asked quietly. He was praying for this to be real and not some dream where he would wake up to a painful shock with jumper cables.

"Down here!" He yelled to whoever else had come along. He kneeled next to his nephew. It was too dark for Barry to truly examine Wally's injuries, but he knew Dick would be able to do that when he came down.

Wally heard footsteps banging down stairs, he had gotten quite used to hearing that over the last, however long it had been. He flinched and tried to push himself away from the sound. An automatic response.

"it's okay Wally, it's just the team and the league. The Light's men have been taken care of." He carefully wrapped his arms around Wally, trying to provide any comfort he could.

"How long have I been here?" Wally asked.

"A...About 9 months..." Barry said slowly, trying not to scare the kid more than he probably already was.

The door was thrown open. Wally flinched again, harder this time.

"Wally?" Artemis said, her voice a mix of joy and sorrow.

"Hey Artemis." Wally replied, nothing but sadness in his voice.

She ran over to him, Barry barely had time to move out of the way before Artemis wrapped her arms around Wally tightly. Squeezing him tightly. He almost jumped off the floor before hugging her back just as tightly.

She pulled back slightly before kissing him. He flinched again, but not as hard this time.

Nine months... They had taken 9 months of his life, nine months of this... And his sight.

He would have to tell her. He would have to tell all of them.

No, Dick would figure it out on his own, and as soon as they went into the light the others would notice.

"Hey Artemis, can I say hi to him?" Dick's voice traveled across the room.

"Sorry, Dick."

"It's fine." Wally heard Dick's footsteps making their way across the room. Artemis moved away, but didn't let go of Wally's hand.

Wally heard an audible gasp sShe Dick's footsteps were right in front of him.

"Wally, what am I holding in my hands?" Dick asked.

"I don't know. I can't see you." He said quietly.

Wally knew Dick would see it. Dick saw everything.

Dick knelt and examined Wally's eyes. Two gouged out eyeballs. Just as he had thought.

"I'm sorry Wally," Dick began sadly, "I can't change this."

"It's not your fault."

"Yes it is, I should have paid attention on that mission, we shouldn't have split up."

"That doesn't make it your fault. You didn't know this was going to happen." Wally tried to convince him, but he could tell Dick didn't want to hear it.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Artemis asked desperately, squeezing Wally's hand.

"I can't see Artemis. I'm blind."

Totally not a one shot. Hope you like it because I will be updating whether you guys like it or not.

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