A/N: So first I'd like to thank dickgrayson888 for being the first reviewer. I loved your review! Thanks so much! Anyways, I'm really excited for this story! Yeah! I'll just give you the chapter now.

Wally POV

I am not in an enclosed space with a bunch of kids. I am not in an enclosed space with a bunch of kids. I am not in an ENCLOSED SPACE WITH A BUNCH OF KIDS! Stupid claustrophobia! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

I was curled in on myself, trying not to think about how little room there was in here. It wasn't working. I tried to focus on breathing evenly and not hyperventilating and panicking.

"Hey, mister? Are you Kid Flash?" I looked up to see a young girl, about 7 years old, staring at me. She had drying tear tracks on her face.

"Uh, yeah, I'm Kid Flash." I grinned, "I'm glad you got the name right."

She looked at me, hopeful, "Are you going to save us?"

I smiled at her warmly, "I'll try my best. I'll make sure that nothing happens to you guys. What's your name?"

"I'm Hannah Palmer! I'm gonna be seven soon!" So she wasn't even seven yet. Poor girl.

"Well, don't worry Hannah." I said determined, "I will protect you. I promise."

She smiled and skipped away in what little room she had. She started talking animatedly to a few other young kids and pointed at me. They looked at me hopefully and I smiled reassuringly.

"Hey! Look!" A young boy, around 10 years old, was looking through one of the holes and pointing at something. I, along with numerous other kids, rushed over to see what he was talking about. What we saw shook us to the core.

The building was huge, yet inconspicuous enough to not be noticed by the Justice League. It looked like a giant prison. It had tall barb-wired fences, I bet my life savings that it was electric too, and what looked like robots patrolling near the fence. There were lights flashing, illuminating the steel and cement walls and cold, hard ground. Other ships, identical to the one we were in, were landing and unloading kids. We stared in horror as our ride descended toward the prison.

"Get back!" I yelled, "Get away from the ramp!"

It was a good thing I had warned the kids. The second that all the kids had stepped off the closed ramp, it opened. We were pushed by an unknown force and stumbled out of the ship. We looked left and right and saw kids tumbling out of the ships, not receiving the same warning I gave our group.

The kids, the youngest being only four and the oldest being about fourteen, gravitated towards me. They gathered around me, though I led the way. I tried to look strong, but on the inside I was panicking. Is this where Rob was taken? I sure hope not, though I knew that he probably was here.

A robot (cyborg? It had the shape of a muscled human.) walked over and pointed a scary looking gun at us, and spoke in a roboty (there is no other way to describe it) voice, "Follow the others. Any rebellious action will result in immediate termination."

"What do we do Kid Flash?" Another girl asked me. I looked around at the group.

"For now, we do what they say. We don't want to cause any unnecessary injuries." The kids nodded and followed me.

We walked into a plain, white room. There were two cyborgs (they're too advanced to be called robots) guarding a door that led into another room. There were piles of clothes covering the floors. Once the room was almost filled with kids, the door we came through slid shut and the cyborg to the left of the door spoke.

"Remove your clothing and dress yourselves in the required uniform." We did as we were told, eyeing the huge guns the entire time.

The uniform consisted of a worn, ripped gray shirt, and worn, ripped gray pants. I'm pretty sure that these were used before. Ew. There were no shoes for us so we had to walk barefoot as we exited through the door that the cyborgs were guarding. The cyborg on the right spoke.

"Follow through in single-file formation. Leaving the line will result in immediate termination."

We came into a hallway. Steel cables lined the walls and metal grates made up the floor. Lights flashed along the walls, lighting our path. We walked around the corner to see what looked like a chamber. Another cyborg guarded it.

"You will enter one at a time. Face the screen on your right."

The first kid entered, turned to the right, and was scanned. The door on the other side of the chamber would open and the kid would leave. When my turn came up, I did what the other kids had done.

There was a large, blank TV screen. A light came on and scanned me. My face came on the screen with other basic information about me.

"Identified: Wallace West, 15. Chemical compound in DNA causing super speed. Natural Gene? Negative."

The door opened and I walked down another hallway. I entered a room with long tables. Kids sat at them with thin, cybernetic arms writing something on each kid's arm. Was that a tattoo?

"Wallace West," A cyborg said next to me, nearly giving me a heart attack, "report to Table 12."

I did as he said and sat down. One of the cybernetic arms came out of the table and grabbed my right arm. I yelled in shock and tried to pull it back, but my arm was yanked harshly onto the table. The cybernetic arm had 3 long, thin claws protruding from it. The fingers came down and started printing something onto my arm. I winced; it was a tattoo.

A bar code was printed onto my arm with a number below it. A female voice spoke.

"Wallace West, number 16425. You may leave now." I got up and went through the only other door in the room. I stared in horror at what I saw next.

Kids. There were kids everywhere. More than what I had seen outside. They were lined up in rows, facing what seemed to be the front of the room. There was a huge space, like a walkway, split down the middle of the room. The same female voice spoke again behind me.

"Wallace West, report to Row 361."

Nervously, I jogged down the huge space to find my row. The kids didn't even turn to face me. What scared me the most though was their expression. It was sad, defeated. Tears came to my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. Finally, I found Row 361 and turned to stand next to a short kid with black hair and blue eyes. I did a double take. I know those deep, cerulean eyes anywhere.

"Dick!"

A/N: Yay! He finally found Robin! And thanks for all the reviews! The story is already really popular which makes me so excited! Oh and did you see the Terminator Salvation reference? Don't worry, there won't be anymore. Anyways, why do you think the kids are lined up like that? And why are kids being kidnapped? Well, you'll just have to find out next time. See you soon!

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