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Wally spent his birthday stumbling around the mountain. Despite eating more, he realized he needed sleep as well. But because he was a hero, he had to keep up a healthy and happy teen. One that had nothing important that day. No one on the team knew it was his birthday and he planned to keep it that way. He told Robin it was the day he got his powers to throw him off. That day wasn't for a few more months.

"Your friends are stupid," said Jousimies, "Not noticing something. Especially the blond huntress. And she would make a fine woman for you."

"Shut up," Wally complained. He was panting heavily in an empty corridor. His energy dropping dangerously low. He closed his eyes for a minute. Komadori had a look of urgency in his eyes.

"I'll see if I can coax someone here to help you. You can't fake much more of being fine," he said rushing off. He wasn't the fastest spirit around. But he was nimble. He wasn't easily detected among other spirits. He wasn't able to communicate with people. Well other than Wally, there was one person he could influence. It was like he could hear or feel him.

"Wally, how long do you think it will take to rid your friend of those little pests?" asked Jousimies. Wally sighed.

"I don't know. Robin's took a week. Artemis's took a month. I'm guessing anywhere in between considering we aren't too close, but we don't really fight."

Komadori flew into the room where Artemis and Robin were sparing. M'gann and Kaldur both watched intently. Komadori landed on Robin's shoulder and kicked him in the ear. He took a deep breath and screamed at the top of his lungs.

"SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH WALLY! HE'S NOT FAR! BUT HURRY!" he cried out. A puzzled look came over Robin's face. His face fell a little. He stopped Artemis's kick.

"Wait stop!" he cried, "Something's wrong."

"What? The fact I'm kicking your butt?" she asked with a smirk.

"Nah. I was winning, but I think there's something wrong with Wally."

"You think?" asked Kaldur.

"Yeah. Wally and I have a sort of connection. When something's wrong, the other one can, I guess feel it."

M'gann looked at him and then opened a mental link between the entire team.

Wally? Can you hear me?

Conner.

He wasn't expecting to hear M'gann and something with Wally?

M'gann, what's wrong with Wally?

I don't know we're trying to find him.

Ugh…

Wally! Mentally yelled M'gann, Where are you?

Corri…Cor…Corridor, he stammered. Conner ran into the halls looking feverously. Flumen followed close behind. But Luas stayed in front. He was fast, but he seemed like he was falling ill. His eyes drooped. Eventually Flumen had to carry him.

"Stupid young one," he muttered. Conner came to the corridor Wally was in his body lying on the ground with little movement. The small "reaper" was near his face. Conner recognized it as a small girl. Her face full of concern. She didn't seem to notice Conner and the other spirits.

"Aw, come on you need to get up. You need more food. And you need a safer place to sleep," tears came to the spirit's eyes, "You need to stop being the hero long enough to save yourself."

Conner felt bad. He didn't know much about emotions, but she seemed to care a lot about him. It was like she didn't want to see him dead. He picked up Wally in his arms and began running him down to the medical wing. The small female spirit followed quickly. And Luas looked as bad as Wally.

I've found Wally. I'm taking him to the medical wing, said Conner mentally.

Alright Conner, we'll meet you down there.

Conner was first to the medical wing. He placed Wally on the bed. His skin felt cold. Very clammy. He looked over at the female spirit who watched Wally. She looked so concerned. Conner looked back at Flumen and Luas. Luas wasn't looking better. He looked as sick as Wally. He sighed and then decided to speak.

"Why are you trying to kill Wally?"

The small girl looked up at him, "There is no point in killing our little ruby. Nor of you thinking you are worthy to bask in its bright abundance that few see. A jewel of such quality comes around so rare, that humans believe it to be trash when they have the most valuable thing this world has to offer."

Flumen's eyes widened.

"You're not a reaper," he said.

"Of course not. Komadori and I watch over this child."

"Why?" asked Conner. She seemed about ready to answer when her face went blank. She wasn't supposed to tell them about him being a seer, but why did she and Komadori watch over the child? Was he a connection to their old lives?

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