As Friendly As They Get Chapter 1: Con's and Names, a young justice fanfic

A/N

It, well, came to mind. Don't you dare say you've never wondered.

Wally is a part of the League of Shadows and anonymously feeds the Justice League information he manages to hack and slip out. Cheshire is his partner in crime, and they attempt to take down the Shadow's, risking their lives in the process. Both are resigned to the fact that they'll be stuck in this limbo of sides the rest of their lives until Artemis, Jade's sister, is captured. And Wally will do anything to keep her safe. Isn't that what boyfriends were for?

Summary: Split-Personality Complex, they said. It didn't really matter, he reasoned, because he was going to die anyway. He let loose an insane laugh, doubling over with hysterics and tears. He never expected to live long, anyway.

He still wished he could clear his name.

'Watch yourself, Baywatch'- internal thought or voices

"Be as Chalant as you like."-Talking

'I am Fate'- internal demons

Song(s):

Danger - 4h30 (Savant Remix)

Shirobon ft. Camden Cox - Running My Head

Voicians - Loner (Joulz Remix)

Disclaimer: Own it?! I wish I LIVED in it!

(which, btw, means I don't have any rights, like, at all, except to the Catalyst name ;)

Chapter 1

Con's and Names

Another lie. Another smirk. Another mask. Not the black one, no. That one came off. These were stuck, stuck like tree sap, like the sound of his mothers singing, his dad's dying breath, the screams of his victims. All running, running, running around his head. Time was slowing. They were still going faster.

The punching bag lay in shreds, sand exploding from his explosive barrage of flying fists and twisted kicks.

Green eyes narrowed, black-gloved fists clenched, blood trickled to the floor.

Remember me, they whispered.

'How could I forget,' he wonders.

"Smooth skills, flash boy," a female voice whispered in a husky voice, a slim arm, wrapping around his shoulders, and Catalyst (better known as Wally West) quickly shook his mind out of his thoughts, repressing the shudder that came from being in close quarters with the notorious assassin Cheshire.

"Darling, it was all for you," he says suavely, another mask added to the growing pile.

He smirked at her as she trailed her fingers down his arm, "As it should be."

They're both playing a dangerous game, he knows it and she knows it. They were onto the last of their covers, and he knew sooner rather than later, a confrontation would leave them either dead or barely breathing.

The League of Shadow's never liked having traitors, after all, and who was to stop them of making an example of the two of them?

So they pretended. They were getting very good at it, too. They hadn't been caught yet, and that was saying something.

But it was for the good of the world, the survival of those too weak to defend himself. He'll suffer a hundred deaths before leaving them to fend for themselves, and he knows she will too.

For their families, for their friends, for those who didn't deserve mercy.

They would suffer for them.

Her hot breath next to his ear reminded him where he was. "You owe me a spar, loverboy."

He could still feel the blood dripping off his hands. The screams of his victims. 'Murderer!" they yelled.

"As if you could keep up with me."

'Destroyer! Killer! Demon!'

"Up for the challenge then. Prepare yourself."

'Villan! Betrayer!'

"There is nothing to be prepared for."

'Death will call you home soon.'

Time to give the Shadow's a show.

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3 hours latter in his apartment in Central City, the former Kid Flash stumbled to the showers, letting the warm water run down his sore muscles as he stripped off his bloody and torn Super Suit. He winced as he pulled off his cowl, which had begun to stick to his skin due to drying blood. He looked up and grimaced at his expression in the mirror across from the shower.

Pained green eyes, cut-and-bruise ridden face, scar covered body. Wally West found it was a rather unfortunate side effect of being a Super villain.

On the flip side, nobody knew his secret identity, nobody but Cheshire, and that was only because they had been working together for so long. It made for a nice way to escape his villain persona and just be normal. The very thought caused tingles of pleasure to spark up his spine.

That feeling when people's eyes just slipped over you, the feeling of not being noticed, of blending in was euphoria to the speedster.

The hot jet of water pounded against his weary back, causing pale skin to flush a light red. Slowly, painfully, washing away the day's memories. The day's crimes. The day's sins. The night, however, was a different story.

Wearily stretching his sore arms above his head, Wally stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist and slowly hobbling into his bedroom. Such weakness he would never show around anyone else, but his home was a small sanctuary where such luxuries could be allowed.

He spared a glance around his small room with a smile, fondly recalling memories of bliss. A worn and torn original Flash poster was carefully pinned above his bed, signature prominently displayed across the smirking speedsters face. A few Chemistry trophies, a picture of him and his friends from when he was a child, his well-used chemistry set. A poster from Haley's circus featuring the Flying Grayson's, one of the few things he remembered doing with his parent's before-well, before the Shadow's.

After pulling on a pair of loose jeans, yellow long sleeve shirt and black and red motorcycle jacket with yellow highlights, Wally shuffled over to his slightly decaying kitchen and pulled out a box of protein bars, too tiered to put in the effort needed to cook a hot meal. He collapsed on his ratty yellow couch, one inherited from his parents. He flipped on the news channel, snorting as he saw a live interview with the Flash. How ironic.

"So, Flash" said Iris Allen, reporter for GBS, "who do you think is behind all these attacks?"

"So far, there has been very minimal evidence," the Flash stated, "but as of now the Justice has reason to believe that notorious assassin Cheshire and her partner Catalyst are part of the brawn, it's the brains we need to locate now."

Iris raised an eyebrow, "Have you ever considered that they might be the only ones in on it?"

Wally burst into laughter at the sight of the scarlet speeder freezing in place with a very, very confused look on his face. The speed demon tripping over a rock was the last straw. Howling with laughter, his hand shot out (using his powers. Duh.) and grabbed an old communicator, with only one end on the other side.

"Kid, what-?" Jade's voice froze as she heard the rambunctious laughter from the other end of the line. Huffing slightly in annoyance, she flipped her mane of black hair out of her face., studying her nails as she waited for her phát điên partner to settle down.

"Sorry, Jay, it's just," Wally snorted, covering his face to try and muffle another round of laughter, "just look up the newest GBS news report from the Flash. I'm sure you'll find it entertaining."

Jade rolled her eye's as her little bé trai closed the line with a snort.

It was always good to hear him in a happy mood.

He needed all the ones he could get.

After eating twenty-three hamburgers (what do ya know, they do have party packages this late) and inhaling twenty glasses of water, Wally's body finally healed itself up, knitting the last few scars away from physical view. Sitting there was doing absolutely nothing to appease the speedster, so he decided taking a trip to town wouldn't be bad, especially when he was-wow-he was almost out of medical supplies again. Frowning to himself, he absently ran a hand through a wave of red hair, trying to remember how it'd all gotten used up so fast.

'Eh,' he shrugged his shoulders, 'who cares?'

And his baby was just calling to him! Poor little Missy got mad when he forgot to give her a good run. Speeding down to his garage (actually, it was a bit more on the shed-side than garage-side, but whatever), Wally absently remembered to grab his favorite pair of yellow tennis shoes and slip on a helmet before slipping onto his bike, reeving the ignition. Smiling at the low purr she responded with, Wally leaned forward and whispered, "Just you and me tonight, beautiful."

Central said otherwise.

A/N

Welcome to the first official chapter of Shadow!Wally/Kid Flash/Catalyst(my own villain name)!

In case anyone was confused:

Vietnamese to English

phát điên- Crazy

bé trai- baby brother

To be clear, this is a SPITFIRE story, Jade and Wally just have a sibling relationship. To prove my point, Artemis is being introduced next chapter, ya know, in civvies (and just a hint of capes).

Kisses!

Alyss