First off I want to thank everyone who reviewed this story within hours of the first posting; it's the most I've gotten so quickly. Now I want to tell you about this story. I planned to write it as a novel for NNWM (National Novel Writing Month) but I realized that it would be better as a fan fiction, and what better then for YOUNG JUSTICE the best carton on DC nation. Now on with the story. REVIEW.

The ground was soft and scratchy underneath my skin. I could smell dirt and a sweet perfume like smell that could only be flowers. This was most defiantly not my room.

I groaned and blinked sleep from my eyes. My head was pounding and my body ached. Where in the hell am I?

All I could remember was a man, a flash of light and then…oh crap.

"Wally!" I screamed standing up. "Kenton! Where are you?" I could see two figures huddled over in the grass. "Oh, god please let it be them."

I sighed in relief when I reached their figures and saw my brothers hunched over breathing figure. "Wally," I said turning over his figure. "Wally wake up."

He groaned and mumbled something along the lines of "five more minutes" and "go away."

I heard a groan and cough from behind me, I turned my head to see Kenton sit up holding his head.

"What happened?"

"Kenton," I cried wrapping my arms around him. "You're ok!" he groaned and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Sky, what going on? Where are we?"

"I don't know," I mumbled, I could feel tears slipping down my face dampening his shirt. "What do you remember?"

"We were at your house," he said and I nodded. "Someone broke in and he was in your dads study. He knew who we were and he had a really weird name."

"Darktron," I mumbled growling.

He nodded and placed an arm around me. "He said something about your parents and pulled something out of his pocket, it looked like a gun. I ran in and grabbed you, but it was too late, there was a flash and then nothing," his eyes widened. "Are you ok, Skyler?"

"I'm fine Kent," I mumbled

"Thank god," he said wrapping his arms tighter around me. "I don't know what I would have done if you got hurt."

I nodded into his shoulder. Kenton was my best friend and I didn't know what I would do without him.

"Where do you think we are?" Wally asked sitting up.

"I don't know wall-man," Kenton said standing up.

For the first time since I woke up I truly looked at my surroundings. We were all in the grass that separated two highways. For miles I couldn't see anything but road and grass. No signs, no cars, no nothing.

Would someone really kidnapped three children then just leave them in the middle of nowhere? I wasn't so sure.

I shook my head and took Wally and Kenton's hands.

"I guess we better start walking."

"Which way?" Wally asked.

I shrugged and begun walking. Slowly, under the hot and beating sun, we walked. To where, I have no idea.

Just keep walking, just keep walking, just keep walking, walking, walking.

We had probably been walking for hours when we heard it. A car engine, the foreign noise roared in our ears causing smiles to form on our weary faces. We ran with a sudden burst of energy that I didn't think any of us had, with our arms flailing and voices shouting we chased down the old and beat up pick-up truck.

Then it stopped.

"Hey," the man said rolling down the window. "You kids lost?"

We nodded.

"Where's the nearest town?" Kenton asked heaving in and out, taking in gulps of air.

"Central City's about ten miles down the road."

My mind blanked. Central City? Where in the hell were we?

We all climbed into the back of the pickup truck our minds spinning.

"Central City?" Kenton kept muttering under his breath.

"Kenton!" I screamed after the tenth repetition of the made-up city, "shut up!"

"Sorry," he muttered blushing bright red.

"Central City," I whispered looking at the speeding road, "Home of the Flash." I had been dreaming of Central City forever, I only got to see it in my wildest dreams, and to see if with my own eyes….well, I just hoped I wouldn't make a fool of myself.

"He's probably just messing with us sis," Wally said gripping the side of the truck as we pumped and rolled over the highway. "I mean look at your jeans."

I glanced down, I was wearing my superhero jeans, maybe the driver was just messing with was.

"Guys," Kenton said pointing down the highway. "I don't think he was screwing with our heads."

I looked up just to see the bright red 'Welcome to Central City' sign, with 'Home of the Flash' written under it blaze by my eyes.

"Wally," I smiled. "I don't think were in New York anymore."

Central City was everything my comic mind made it to be. The sun was shinning, the buildings were tall and gleaming and I constantly searching for a cat in a tree hoping to see the Flash or Kid Flash zoom by.

"Ok, so were either all dead, or dreaming the same dream," I said sitting on a bench with Wally and Kenton. Every once and a while someone would walk by and glance at my batman jacket and glare. Central City citizens, they were defiantly Flash Lovers and everyone else haters.

"Maybe we've been but into an inception!" Kenton said jumping up. "Maybe were all just dreaming, this could be dream in a dream!"

"Kenton," I said standing up and facing him. "Don't make me slap you."

"But then I might wake up!" he said grinning. "Come on, Sky! Hit me with your best shot!"

I almost did, but a sudden blur of yellow and red caught my eye. Kid Flash.

"Kenton, Wally, stay here," I said turning towards the street. "I've got a speedster in training to catch."

Catching a speedster, well catching Kid Flash; definitely not as hard as one would think. He was leaning against a building in an old alley way munching on an energy bar and a bag cheetos. His canary yellow costume was standing out against the darkness of the brick wall.

"Isn't the first thing a superhero taught is to always be on alert?" I asked leaning on the wall.

He jumped so quickly I wouldn't have known he did if it wasn't for the flying bag of cheese puffs.

He glanced at me, his eyes widening, "who are you?"

I wanted to scream. Here I was, standing in front of the Kid Flash. I was so going to enjoy this, probably just a little too much.

"KF, you don't recognize me?" I feigned shock. "We've known each other since we were little!"

He glanced at me and knocked his skull a few times, as if trying to bring a memory forward.

"You do look familiar," he said squinting. "Are you someone sideki-" he paused, "sorry, protégé."

"No," I mumbled shaking my head. 'Protégé,' I thought, 'Kid Flash, you've been hanging with Dick Grayson way to much.' "I never said I knew you as KF, KF. I might know you as, maybe your other name."

He froze, "Very funny citizen. Now do you need something?"

My smile widened. This was going to be so funny!

"Don't try me Wally West," I growled. I saw his eyes widened and his adam's apple bob in fear. "I need to talk to your Uncle Barry."

He nodded.

And that is how you catch a speedster.

I had turned my back on the Junior Speedster for a second and the next thing I knew Wally West was standing next to, looking just like a normal teen.

"Wow," I mumbled. "You guys really are quick."

He glared.

"You know," I said glancing at his figure; he was a lot taller then me. "I wasn't actually going to tell anyone, I just really need your help."

He nodded, "I just want to know how you found out."

I laughed, "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

He glanced at me, "Try me, I've seen some pretty messed things in my life time."

"Just wait for Infinite Crisis," I mumbled.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing," I said quickly.

He looked at for a moment before shrugging. "So where are we going?"

I pointed down the street where Wally and Kenton were still waiting. "My little brother and best friend. There apart of this too."

He groaned, "Do they know too?"

I nodded and he sighed.

"Uncle Barry is going to kill me,"

"Kenton," I called when I was sure that we were close enough for him to hear me. He and Wally turned to me and I watched humorously as their eyes almost bugged out of their heads when they saw who I was with.

"Wally West, meet my best friend Kenton Clark and my baby brother Wally Edwards. Kenton, Wally, meet Wally West."

I wanted to laugh as I watched my baby brother, his eyes widening and his mouth moving but no sound or coherent words coming out of it, he looked like an guppy fish as he tried to form a sentence.

"I named after you," he said suddenly and I had to bite my cheek so I wouldn't laugh.

Wally West eyes widened a bit and he begun to chuckle. "So you must be pretty awesome little dude, you named after the oh-so amazing me."

My brother frowned. "At least my ego isn't the size of gorilla-gorilla."

Wally West frowned.

"So," I said stepping in. "To the Allen's?"

The whole walk to the residence of Barry Allen and Iris West-Allen was long. I could tell that the whole time that Wally West was just itching to speed up and go just a little faster but he kept at a normal walking pace for Kenton, my bother and I.

I wondered what they would be like, the Allen's I mean. Growing up I looked up the comic figure that was Barry Allen. I was one the founding member of the Justice League of America and he had saved more lives then I had figurines of him. I really hoped he could reach the pedestal I had placed him on.

"Skyler?" I turned my head to look at my brother.

"Yeah Wally," I said taking his stretched out hand. I saw Wally West look at us though the corner of his eye. That was going to get confusing, two Wally's.

"What are we going to tell them?"

I shrugged. "Honestly little bro?" he nodded. "The truth, all of it."

"Uncle Barry?" Wally called knocking on the door. "Aunt Iris? I'm coming in!"

The door shot open to reveal Iris West-Allen, and boy was she a sight to see. She was beautiful with short red brown colored hair and she bright golden brown eyes shown with happiness and just a bit of worry.

"Wally," she said surprised. "What are you doing here?" she glanced at the three of us. "Barry's still at work."

Wally nodded. "Its kind of important Aunt Iris, can we come in?"

She nodded and opened the door wide enough so that we could all fit though. "Are you three friends of Wally's?"

I glanced at Wally West out of the corner of my eye, and caught him quickly flicker his head up and down. "Yeah," I smiled. "We all go to school together," I wrapped am arm around my brother. "Except for my little brother of course, he goes to Central Middle."

"Well it's nice to meet you," Iris said holding out her hand. "Im sorry, I don't know your name."

"Skyler," I said shaking her hand. "This is my best friend Kenton," I said pointing at Kenton, at the sound of his name he turned towards me, "and this is my little brother Wally," I said holding my little brother closer.

"Wally?" she asked glancing at my brother. "That funny."

"It's actually how Wally and I met," I said quickly, glancing at Wally West, "because he and my brother share a name."

There was the slam of a car door and I heard the voice of a man echo though the house. "Iris, I'm home!"

"Barry!" Iris called, "Wally and some of his friends are over."

I heard another door close and quiet slow footsteps, very un-flash like.

Then there he stood.

Oh.

My.

Comics.

Barry Allen was standing right in front of me.