I have not updated this story in a reeaaaaally long time. Sorry about that. That being said, here's another chapter!

I do not own DC COMICS, or any of the recognizable characters.

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He felt empty. Almost like what he was seeing wasn't real, like what he was feeling was happening to another person. He took a breath, the sound echoing around him as suddenly he realized he was...nothing.

He was surrounded by white. Bright, overwhelming white, but nothing phased him. He didn't feel anything.

In.

Out.

He blinked, looking down he saw his body, his red suit no longer red, but gold and he was glowing.

He looked up, nothing around.

"Hello?"

No one answered. A spark of warmth in his chest stopped him, he stood still, his feet not on solid ground, but he felt more grounded than he had in months.

"Hello!"

"Hello, Wally."

Wally turned, that spark growing warmer in his chest.

A man stood there. No floor, no walls or windows, no doors. Just bright white light surrounded him. He felt peaceful, he didn't really feel anything at all. He just was.

I'm back. This must be the speed force.

Wally looked around, slowly forms began to take shape, the small movements bringing them into focus. Looking around he could tell that they were everywhere.

What is happening to me?

But on further reflection, he realized he cared less about that answer with every passing second.

"What am I doing here?" He asked, his voice soft, but it filled the space. The man across from him smirked and walked closer.

"This is the Speed Force, the source of your powers." Wally stared back at the man in front of him, the blurred edged taking shape to show blonde hair, golden skin, and bright gold eyes. He had a kindness there that put Wally at ease.

"But why am I here?" Wally asked again. The man smirked.

"This," He said, gesturing around to their surroundings, "–this is where all speedsters come when the Force claims them."

A small spark of worry flare in Wally, but it quickly died, "Claims them?"

The man nodded, a sad smile on his face. "Yes. Eventually, speedsters are claimed by the energy they used for themselves. Time is irrelevant to speedsters, so death is different. Though most don't live long lives, speedsters eventually fade from the world like everything else."

Wally frowned, that same spark flaring back up in his chest before slowly fading away, "You mean...I'm dead?"

The man smiled and tilted his head, "No. You are not dead. Though, like I said, death is relative to a speedster like you." He snapped his fingers and Wally gasped, the spark that had been flaring and fading suddenly blossomed into a roaring heat in his chest. It spread throughout his body until he could feel everything, hear everything, all the forms around him spoke and he heard them. None of it made any sense, but somehow he knew he should stand and fight, his fear replaced by a desire to live.

"I'm not staying here." Wally said, eyes glowing gold. The man in front of him frowned.

"And you shouldn't, Wally. But you have to decide to leave."

Wally growled, "What?"

The blonde man stepped back, a vision appearing before Wally on the white surface.

It showed a torn up street in the middle of a city, debris flying everywhere as someone screamed in the distance. Wally watched in horror as he himself pounded his fists into the hybrid Brainiac and Luthor until nothing of the android remained, instead he faded from the world.

"What is this–?"

The man raised his hand, "Shh. Watch and understand."

Wally watched as the images showed his friends frantically searching for him, shock and grief already on their faces. His eyes darted to Bruce who's mouth hung open and eyes showed his fear. A knot formed in his gut as he watched the man he loved slowly harden into stone, his spark fading, his determination of finding a way to right the wrong when Superman lifted Luthor up by his neck. He watched as his friends struggled to keep themselves from the future they so feared. The images in front of him played until Shayera reached into the void, trying to desperately pull him out. There the image faded away leaving Wally standing confused in front of the blonde man.

"There has always been a rule with the Speed Force." He spoke softly, the activity in the space suddenly fading away as Wally watched him speak.

"Those who are given the opportunity to use it's powers must accept it and actively make the choice to accept the responsibility that comes with the Speed Force, otherwise it will devour you." He gestured to the flurried, blurred forms moving in the distance, "Some choose to accept the responsibility and use it in various ways. Others refuse, and quickly fade away to become the very thing they denied."

Wally understood, the feeling blooming inside his chest, "So when they pulled me out of the Speed Force, I avoided the choice. I never said yes or no."

The blonde nodded, face grim. "So, the Speed Force asked for your answer, calling to you in your dreams, in your waking hours."

Wally sighed, "But I had already accepted the responsibility of the power. When I put on the suit–"

"When you put on your suit you did nothing but utilize the bare minimum that the Speed Force could offer!" The man boomed, his eyes glowing bright and body surrounded by golden light, "You did not take the full responsibility until–"

Wally gasped, "–until I ran around the world, faster than I ever had before."

The man nodded, his glow dimming enough to not be blinding. "So now, you make the choice."

"But what does that mean? How is that different than before?" Wally frowned, growing impatient.

The blonde man smiled, "The power you displayed with your adversary will not be out of reach again."

Wally felt it hit him in the gut, his eyes wide as he realized that the speed he reached that day would be within his grasp again.

"All the time?" He asked.

The blonde man nodded.

"But that's too much power!" Wally argued, "I almost tore the world apart in a matter of minutes and no one would have been able to stop me."

The blonde man smiled, his body suddenly starting to fade. "I think you've made the choice, but you have to decide for yourself. Will you accept the power and all that comes with it?"

In a blink of blinding light, the man faded away leaving Wally alone to decide. The thought terrified him.

Should anyone be allowed all that power? Should he?

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I've got more coming. Sorry to leave you on a cliffhanger like this..whoops!

Thank you for reading!