The General looked on as the young speedster was worked on by his team of military-trained medical professionals.
"General, this man's speed is far too fast for his own body. It hasn't been in his system for long!" one of the doctors told him.
"What are you trying to tell me? We need assets, we're not wasting precious resources unless we have a sure thing!" The General barked.
"An asset is an understatement of what we have here, sir! This young man could be the fastest man alive! Even faster than that old man that we have downstairs! He is perfect for our super soldier team and he has youth on his side!"
"Well, do all that you can for him. We can't let him die!"
"Yes, sir!"
The medical team continued to work tirelessly on Wally West for another hour until they had him in a stable, though highly sedated condition. He was sleeping though he was bound to the bed by the cuffs which had been created using the radiation of the meteor rocks.
"He's stable, sir." The chief doctor said. "He needs his rest."
"Are those cuffs strong enough to hold him down?" The General asked as he pointed down at the binds that were securing both Wally's arms and legs.
"Only the best, sir!"
"Well, then the rest of you… come with me!"
On their General's command, the medical team left Wally in the sedated state that he was in and followed the General out of the room, closing the door behind them.
Wally's health rejuvenated very quickly, thanks to the speed-force that was coursing in his veins. He began to twitch and soon enough, his eyes opened.
The first thing that Wally saw was that he was alone. Cisco was nowhere to be seen. Nevertheless, he called out in a mere whisper. "Cisco? Cisco?" Wally whispered out to the empty room.
He moved his arm only to see that it was trapped. As was his other and also his legs. He needed to get out of there.
He remembered a trick that he had seen Barry do time and time again. Phasing!
Wally focused all his attention and all his energy on trying to get it to happen. But it was no use.
From outside the door, he began to hear voices. They must have been coming back for him. He needed to free himself. Once again, he focused on his wrists… and then, it happened!
They started to phase. Wally could have sworn that the cuffs were similar to the ones that STAR labs made for Central City's criminals. Why else would the military be using them on him?
Whatever they were, they were not limiting his powers. He needed to phase through them. His first and then his second try were both unsuccessful. The voices were coming closer. He mustn't have been fast enough. This time he phased even faster.
His third try was successful! His wrists were free. This time he tried the same thing with his ankles. The voices were on the other side of the door. The door was opening. Now was his chance!
As the military doctor walked back into the room, the first thing that he was alerted to was that the speedster was gone.
