[A/N: In the words of a kick-ass YouTuber, CourtoonXIII: "Hey, Buddy-Faces!"
It has been awhile and I apologize, but I have had Soccer, Karate, and Cheer. And on top of that there's school, I had to get my Halloween costume, and my mom had a kidney transplant on Wednesday … so without further ado I present the NEWEST installment of Gotham Fires!]
Wally's POV
The grey smoke clouded in the air of the burning school, stinging my eyes too. It wouldn't matter though, as long as I had my beautiful girl (who STILL doesn't know she's my girl) in my arms. My beautiful, snarky little spitfire. God, I would give anything to hold her against my chest and smell her intoxicating scent of vanilla. I would give anything to kiss her forehead and tell her she would be just fine, or to hold her hand whenever she felt scared. She was my drive, my determination and I would give anything for her. Anything.
Moving my feet one after the other I screamed out her name, "Artemis! Artemis, can you hear me?" I shuffled up the barely standing stairs to find her. To find my determination.
The flames surrounded me, and I felt the heat dance across my face. No matter how hot it got I kept moving. Passing several classrooms, I saw something out of my peripheral vision. A small lump, of the familiar Gotham Academy uniform and gold. The gold resembled a liquid sunlight. And I knew that color whenever I saw it… it was the exact same color of Artemis' hair. A dazzling, golden blonde.
"Artemis!" I yelled with a hint of relief in my voice. I made my way over to her. She was unconscious and hopefully still breathing. I looped my arms around my little angel and carried her bridal style. The archer's eyes fluttered to life as she turned her head toward me. I could feel her heart beating against my chest.
"W-Wally?" She asked her voice hoarse and dry. At that exact moment I rubbed her back and whispered soothing things in her ear. Artemis nuzzled her head in the crook of my neck, and it felt as if it belonged there. We made our way to the doorframe. She grew quiet and I couldn't feel her heart-beat anymore. Paula was crying when she saw me carrying out her daughter, and frankly I would be to. It took all of my power not to scream out, when they took Artemis to an ambulance pumping oxygen into her lungs. Or trying to revive her with CPR.
I felt hot tears dripping down my cheeks. Dick stood next to me, putting a comforting hand on my shoulder. While watching the ambulance drive off I turned to Dick and asked him in a low monotone voice, "What happened?"
[A/N #2: Okay, we will learn what happens in the next chapter!]