A/N: So I've finally updated, thanks to everyone's support! One of the reasons it took so long was because I was on hiatus. Hopefully I can still keep you all entertained. :D Lately I've been feeling like I can't write...

Enjoy :)


Martian Manhunter stepped forward, putting his hand to Wally's forehead.

Dick didn't miss the flinch his best friend gave; no one could have.

But the Martian gave no notice of it, and his eyes glowed red as the speedster got this spaced-out look in his eyes...

...

...Darkness.

Sprawling darkness.

Manhunter materialized into a virtual being so that he may walk inside of it.

/This is different from what I would expect of a speedster/, he noted to himself.

Then, suddenly a flash of light!

It whipped by Manhunter, zooming off into the enveloping darkness again.

The Martian turned and looked after it with that same monotone expression on his face. Then a whisper in his ear:

/Is this cake for me?/

He turned and saw another flash of light- but this time it slowed so that he could view scenes; scenes of a life.

Wally's 11th birthday.

But quick as a whip, it too was gone, flying past him and ruffling his intangible cape.

/This must be the consciousness; reactions to memories which have been scattered/.

He paused and then spoke again with his thoughts,

/Wally. Are you here/.

Nothing.

He walked further, trying to sense anything else resembling the speedster.

/Wally-/

/Who are you?/

A 6 year-old freckle-faced boy appeared before him. He cocked his head and wrinkled his nose,

/You're green/.

Manhunter observed him, /I am. Do you know where.../ he considered the correct phrasing, /the memories are coming from?/

/Memories?/ He puzzled. Then his face lit up, /Oh you mean the lights! Yeah, sure! They're coming from back there/ he pointed, /be careful though; it's dark/.

The Martian looked to where he was pointing and then looked back-

The apparition of young Wally had already evaporated.

Nonetheless Manhunter walked on.

As he came closer, faster and more urgent sounds came his way:

/I've got to find Rob-/

/Run and we'll shoot!/

/What will it be, your life or theirs?/

/You can't kill them!/

/-Batman!/

The lights came quicker too, nearly blinding the Martians senses as they swirled and shot all around Wally's mind; the flashes lighting up a wall here, a dark spot there...but in a wink darkness resumed again and again.

Then, the Leaguer came upon the cell.

It was a dark, squat box. It had a metal top and metal bottom; five vertical bars on each side.

Inside of it was a teenager, squatting so as to not hit his head on the low ceiling. He was crouched over something, and moments after a memory flew out of the bars and hit Manhunter right in the face:

/Help!/

He tried to brush it aside with his hand calmly, /Kid Flash./

The speedster spun his head around, his body moving slower because of the cramped space.

His eyes widened, /Manhunter!/ He moved closer, /I can't get out of here! You've got to help me!/

The Leaguer felt the air around him become more humid as a result of Kid Flash's nerves.

/I am. If you would- clear the air once more. I will do my best./

After that promise the air did clear up again and KF moved back a little.

The Martian walked up and brought his hand to a cold, smooth bar. It felt stiff, rigid...buttight.

Kid Flash's memories were trapped with him, here. He could feel it.

/Hold on/.

The Martian concentrated on the bars, staring hard and focused.

Kid Flash tensed.

The air popped.

Then suddenly, a spark.

One bar broke, sounding like air releasing out of a tire-

Or gasoline pouring on the ground.

The speedster backed up, covering his face with his hands and Manhunter shielded his eyes before The Big-

BANG!

...

...

...Manhunter felt the full force of it right away. It was as powerful as tornadoes, and as forceful as a tsunami. The thoughts, voices, sounds, lights, everything- just gushed out like a dam breaking. They flew out, lighting the cavern in swirls and straight lines- right, left, up, down.

When the Martian finally opened his eyes the sight matched perfectly with what he had felt.

Wally's mind was lit- like millions of candles, but without the heat. However, there was still some heat; enough to make it feel like a mildly warm beach and as to not disturb Manhunter's fears. A gentle breeze floated throughout; there were things that resembled colors- oranges and yellows mainly- floating like lanterns.

/I can't thank you enough/.

He turned to see the apparition of Kid Flash talking to him. He seemed fine.

The Leaguer nodded, /It was my pleasure. I did not realize.../ he glanced around.

/That it's so big in here?/ Kid Flash laughed at his own joke. /I know I'll be giving Artemis a hard time about it later. But let's not mention that it was so empty before, okay? She'll definitely use that against me/, he smirked.

Manhunter felt his own wave of calm wash over him because Kid Flash was definitely fine. His eyes began to glow,

/We will wake then/.

...

...

"...Wally?...Wall-yyyyyy? Wally? Do you remember me?"

A dark, fuzzy blob was sitting right in the middle of the speedster's vision. As his green eyes sorted out what he was looking at, he realized that it was Robin's hair.

"...Is something wrong with him?"

Robin's hair turned slightly and Wally caught sight of his white masked eyes.

"No. It might take a few moments for his mind to readjust."

"Manhunter."

Wally remembered alright, but it still felt weird to be moving his lips again. It felt weird to be doing anything at all.

Dick's eyes were suddenly back on him. He smiled, "That's right; he is Manhunter!"

The redhead waited a moment to process what he wanted to do before...he managed to roll his eyes.

"You're...making it sound...like I'm three."

The ebony brightened some more before estimating a sour face, "Well you didn't know before. Or do you not remember not knowing?" he posed the question.

Trying even to sort that out felt like too much for Wally. So he just sat there.

"How long before we can question him," Batman's voice floated over from his and Flash's corner of the room.

"At least 24 hours. His mind will need enough time to reset itself."

/Good. Just enough time for a quick nap.../

He closed his eyes.

"I think he's going to sleep."

"It's okay Robin, Wally's been through a lot."

"He has."

/Batman.../ Wally drifted off, thinking about the last person who had spoken. The lights in his brain calmed and the dullness of sleep was taking over. But right before it did a memory flashed, and he remembered,

/Wait, he's in danger./


Lots of explosions, lol. I thought that making scenes in Wally's mind would be more interesting than the "files" of memories they have on YJ. I like it on TV but I thought on paper it wouldn't have been as enjoyable for you all (part of the cool thing about sifting through memories on YJ was that you could see them). So I went with what I did. Let me know what you guys think!