Well, I know I just posted this story, but some of you wanted another chapter so here it is! Hope you like it.
Disclaimer- I only own Josie and the plot!
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Wally West slowly walked through the cemetery, carrying a single white carnation. Remembrance. Because he would never forget.
His friends couldn't figure out was wrong with him. At first they thought it was just the shock of being kidnapped. But as days turned into weeks, and weeks to months, they knew it was something else. John was the most worried, he was just about going crazy, he hated seeing his buddy like this. And he had, more than once, begged J'ohn to read Wally's mind, but J'ohn had refused, saying that when Wally wanted to talk about it he would.
Wally winced as he remembered all the messages they had left on his answering machine, futile attempts to get him out and do something fun. But he didn't want fun. He wanted answers.
Flash had also been spending less and less time at the watchtower, only doing his shifts then leaving as soon as the person that relieved him came. Then he sped off home to upchuck any information from the computer about Josie. There wasn't a lot, only a picture which he printed off and taped on his bedroom wall at the watchtower, where he kept all of his info.
He finally reached the spot and kneeled down. Gazing absentmindedly at the granite tombstone.
Josie Marie Nicholas
Dec 18, 1994- Jan 4, 2008
A capeless hero, and a friend.
May she finally be at peace.
That was all it read, that was all it needed to. To Wally those few words meant so much more than they seemed. To some people that's just who she was, Josie Marie Nicholas. But Wally new she was more than that. She was a survivor, friend, daughter, sister. She was strong, she kept her faith, despite all the obstacles. He missed her. He only talked to her for ten minutes, but she still felt like a lifelong friend. Maybe it was the similarities that linked them, the harsh backgrounds that they shared. If only he had time to tell her that she was like him, that she wasn't alone.
Wally sucked in a breath as his past came bubbling up, and he fought hard to push it back down trying to make the pain and abuse go away. It didn't work, he remembered his dad and the horrible things he had done to him. The punches and hurtful words that would scar him forever. Yes, that was it, the similarities between their pasts linked them in an unbreakable way.
"Wally?" He tensed and looked up towards the speaker, surprised to find it was Shayera, and not John, who had followed him.
"Should've known you guys would stalk me." He mumbled, turning back towards the grave.
"Sorry, but John was going crazy, and I wasn't really stalking you! I wanted to talk, but then you came in here and…" she trailed off.
"It's fine." There was a brief silence, interrupted by Shayera's curiosity.
"So, why are you here."
Wally sighed and looked down, he knew he couldn't hide it forever.
"This." He said gesturing towards the grave.
She looked confused, "I still don't get it."
He sighed and adjusted himself so he was more comfortable. "While I was at Cadmus, well, you know that cage across from mine?" When she nodded he gestured to the tomb.
"She was in it. A few hours before you got me, they… took her away. Her name was Josie."
"Is this what's been eating at you? Why?" She asked sitting next to him
"She was this sad kid," he continued, not answering her question. "Only fourteen, empty gray eyes and light brown hair. She had a power, she saw the future, that's how she knew that she was going to die. She knew long before I came." He paused and gently touched the stone.
"Wow." Shayera murmured, not knowing what else to say.
"She had a hell of a life," he went on "Anorexia, addiction, abuse. Then Cadmus found her, she said they promised to help her. But instead they tortured and killed her." His expression grew darker by the minute.
"So, this is why you've been so sad lately." Shayera said, finally drawing the conclusion
"Yeah. That's why I disappeared for a couple of days too. I needed to find her body. She at least deserves to be buried." She nodded, remembering how scared they had been when he had disappeared.
"She told me to remember the little guy. That I still had time left. I think she wanted me to do what she couldn't, help people."
Shayera smiled slightly as she read the stone "A capeless hero." She remarked.
Flash nodded and stood up "She was."
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Flash ran through the streets of central city, his keen eyes searching for any danger.
'Don't worry Josie, I won't forget you. I hope you're happy where you are. You deserve to be.' Flash thought as he blitzed down a alley, stopping in front of a teenage girl curled up in a ball and blocking out the world. He held out his hand looking down sadly. She looked up at him in surprise, and in her eyes, he saw Josie.
M'kay, well there it is. Hope you liked it. Not the best, but, the best I can do at the moment. Thanks for all the lovely reviews! They make me so happy! R&R please!
