HELLO AGAIN! How's it been going? Sorry for the long wait. I've had troubles. Like my internet browsers won't work, and my dad can't find anything wrong. And he works with computers for a living! Sorry! ALSO! I think I might need a beta. If you're interested, please PM me. I also have a poll. PLEASE VOTE. Anyway, on to the disclaimer. Before I go, I'd like to thank MarburyBlur. Thanks for the wonderful ideas for Kiddie Flash! I shall use them! TO THE DISCLAIMER! PS the medical jargain sucks. I'm not a doctor.
Disclaimer: WE ALL KNOW THIS! I don't own Justice League or any characters. Not even an OC.
Shayera and Diana sat by the speedster's side until John and Clark came to relieve them. It had been decided that at least 1 founding member was to be in the vicinity at all times. Because of Wally's metabolism, they had to insert a feeding tube. It delivered more food than the IVs did. Also, because of the metabolism, they had to keep the dialysis machine on most of the time. The 2 women struggled to stand, before hobbling out. They had been in uncomfortable chairs for about 4 hours. After an hour, many others volunteered to go and sit with him, but the 2 had refused. They slowly walked to the cafeteria and got some food. Black Canary walked over, concerned for her ex-student. (Young Justice anyone?) She was soon followed by several other League members. The duo informed them as best as they could, without giving too many details. They didn't want the entire league bursting into the tiny hospital room. Curiosity and worry mostly satisfied, they slowly left, leaving the women to eat in peace. Meanwhile...
When Clark and John entered the room, they were surprised to say the least. John, having been there, was still surprised with all the added equipment in the past hours. Clark just watched in horror. They both went over to the chairs the others had just vacated, and sat down. They sat in silence before a doctor came to do a blood test.
"What's that for?" Asked Clark. "It's to test how Flash is responding to the medication we gave him. With permission from Batman, of course."
The men nodded, before once again falling into silence. They sat like that for a good 30 minutes before a monitor started beeping. Immediately, several doctors came in, and shooed them both out. They looked on with baited breath as the doctors scrambled around, getting supplies and checking monitors. The doctors added a couple more IV bags. They had so many, they needed 2 stands. The man's temperature had started to rise again. It was now at 112 degrees*. A doctor soaked a cloth in cold water and placed it on Wally's forehead before allowing the men back in the room. They quickly sat down in their quickly vacated chairs. They sat for about an hour, before they heard Wally mumble.
"A-Artemis. I-I miss you."
A small smile graced his fevered face.
"Y-you would kn-know what to d-do. The entire t-team m-miss you."
Tears streamed down his face as he trailed off, going back into the pain induced coma that had befallen his body.
The men looked at each other with concern.
"Whose Artemis?" Asked Clark. "Artemis Crock. She was a member of the Young Justice team, along with Robin, Aqualad, Superboy, Miss Martian, and Kid Flash. Others joined later on, but those were the main ones." Said Batman as he walked into the room. "How does Flash know this Artemis?" Asked Superman, tense from the mention of Superboy. "I'll let Wally tell you that." "Shouldn't you be working on trying to save Wally?" Asked Green Lantern. "I have the best team of forensic scientists working on it, from Central City. Minus one." "Why isn't the other one helping?" Asked Clark, with a frown. Bruce smirked, before adding, "He's kind of in this room, struggling for his life." "Wally, is a forensic scientist?" "One of the best." "Who knew he was smart?" "I did." "Well, that's because your Batman." He smirked again, before heading to the room set aside for the scientists to work.
When Batman entered the room, he was surprised to find all the scientists rushing around, like it was the zombie apocalypse. He cleared his throat. "What is going on here?" A scientist with brown hair and brown eyes walked forward.
"We've tried to contact our best scientist. His name is Wallace West. He would be able to solve this a lot faster. With us not being able to contact, we've had to work a lot harder and faster without him here."
"I have already contacted Wallace West. He is on board the Watch Tower, but unable to help at the moment." The scientists looked at Batman weirdly.
"He's on board?" Asked another, blonde scientist with blue eyes. (It's not Barry. T.T) Batman nodded.
"Why isn't he able to help?" Asked the first scientist.
"He is engaged elsewhere. That is why he hasn't been at work today."
"Can we see Flash to be able to help him?" Asked a scientist with red hair.
"I do not believe that would work as his mask is off and his secret identity will be compromised. I can send you video feed with his face blurred." Batman then turned around swiftly.
"Please try to hurry. We don't know if he'll make it through the night. Time is crucial. I shall stay here to assist you." A brave scientist walked up.
"Must his face be blurred? Won't he just be an average joe we won't know?"
"Yes. This is for his and your safety. If you know his secret identity, you could possibly give it to an outside force. Once, Flash's identity was revealed to Lex Luthor under certain circumstances. There was an assassination attempt. (A story idea I have.) We would like to avoid this happening. Also, we want you to stay as safe as possible so you won't be a target." With this, he went to set up the video feed.
Batman walked into the hospital room and adjusted the camera in the corner of the room. It was standard to have video cameras in every room except bedrooms and private bathrooms. Clark and Green Lantern had been replaced by Red Arrow and Nightwing.
"What are you two doing in here? You're only reserve leaguers."
They both growled at Bruce.
"John informed us. He wanted us to know because Wally is our brother in all but blood." Snarled Batman's ex-protege.
Bruce nodded stiffly before finishing his task, leaving the room. He grabbed a projector, and headed in the direction of the scientists' room. He quickly walked in the room and set the projector on a wheelie cart. He then pulled a screen down on one side of the room. He turned on the projector and had it set to a laptop with the live feed. The feed was projected on the screen, with the face blurred out. The scientists stopped in their tracks when they saw the sickly form laying prone on the bed. The only thing they could see of the speedster's face was his red hair. They gathered around the screen and started taking notes as Batman explained Wally's symptoms and what had happened.
"Flash was hit with a ray gun. It makes his molecules unstable. For Flash, this in very dangerous as his powers are the only thing that keep his molecules from ripping apart. His molecules are always moving at very intense speeds. It has given Flash many dangerous symptoms such as a fever of 112 degrees F, seizures, respiratory arrest, elevated pulse, hallucinations, and he has fallen into a coma. You see why we are worried about this. Your job is to find a way to stabilize his molecules before he is out time. You have a tops of 2 weeks. Minimum... tomorrow."
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