DEF: I think I just had the epiphany of a lifetime surrounding Flash and why he had that 'hitting the wall' thing.
Vita:Yeah, it actually makes sense, in a kinda way, well you'll see in the next chapter or so. We still don't own DC comics but we do own this scene.
The new scene that unraveled before them was one of Central City's orphanage, Wally was in civilian clothes and was surrounded by kids varying from four to ten.
"But Wally, how can you leave for so long?" one brown haired girl asked, she was hanging onto his sleeve with one hand and a dirty bear with the other, similar cries of protest were echoed by the other children.
"I told you guys, it's only a week, my science club is going up against schools from all around the world. Hey you might even see me on T.V, we're building robots like the ones I make for you guys to play with," he explained swinging the girl up into his arms.
"You're gonna win for sure Wally, no one's better than you at building robots," a boy declared adamantly crossing his small arms, a bright grin flashed across the fourteen year old's face at this. A woman hung near by, a small smile gracing her worn features as she watched the sweet scene unfold before her, Bruce wondered why Wally was replaying this particular visit.
"Thanks guys, now I gotta leave, be good and don't give Miss Maya any trouble otherwise I'll have Kid Flash come and put all the bad kids in jail," he warned in a mock stern voice, it sounded so strange for him that all the children immediately broke out in laughter.
"Okay everyone, say goodbye to Wally and wish him luck in his competition," the woman instructed wading through the sea of children to place a hand on the red head's shoulder.
"Good luck Wally, come home soon," they chorused before running off to play, as the red head turned to leave, however, the woman held him back.
"Wally, before you go I wanted to make sure things at home are okay, your father is he still coming home drunk?" she murmured sky blue eyes filled with worry and concern. A flicker of fear passed through sea green orbs at the question before something like a brick wall fell over them as the boy answered.
"Eh, it's gotten better, he's mostly sober nowadays and I stay with my Uncle Barry and Aunt Iris most of the time anyways," he explained shrugging but his eyes darted around the room as though searching for some means of escape.
"Well, alright but if he hits you again, promise me you'll tell me. I know a lot of people who could help you, you do too, you're friends with Kid Flash aren't you? If you don't want to tell me, tell him," she ordered squeezing his shoulder.
"I c- yeah I'll tell KF, and don't worry so much Miss M, you'll spoil your looks," he added mischievously, winking at the woman causing her to laugh.
"I swear, one of these days that mouth of yours will get you in more trouble than even you can handle," Maya chided as said trouble maker ran out of the orphanage.
Bruce grimaced, he knew the trick Wally had just used, after all the annoying little brat had used it on nearly everyone in the League already, including himself. He would always find some way to weasel out of whatever someone asked him by redirecting the conversation with a corny joke to a less personal avenue.
They all followed in confusion as Wally ran off to Gotham instead of heading over to his school where the school bus would be waiting, why in God's name was he visiting the Bat's territory? He finally stopped in front of a rundown warehouse in Gotham's slums, he fidgeted slightly as the wind picked up.
"C'mon Rob, I don't have all day," he mumbled glancing around the deserted street before entering the building, Bruce quirked an eyebrow at the comment, what did Dick have to do with this?
"Robin I know you're there, get your ass down here right now!" Wally yelled suddenly, there hadn't been anything to give away the little bird so how had Wally known?
"You're on the third beam, four feet to my left," he called turning to face said location directly, he wore a dark expression, clearly the two were fighting over something.
"Okay, I give up, how'd you know?" Dick asked in a laughing tone but his face showed he was anything but happy, he was frowning in confusion.
"I had enough time to run the perimeter and see you from the roof, now could you please tell me what's so god damn important Grayson?" he snapped but the fear from before was back just waiting for the chance to jump out.
"I ran some tests on your blood like you asked, I-I don't know what's wrong Wally. The blood cells, they're vibrating at alternating frequencies, they damn near broke the slide," Dick muttered dropping to the ground next to his friend.
"I don't understand, how's that possible? I can vibrate my molecules sure but I can't focus on any particular spot yet and what about the spasming? It-it's getting worse Rob, I-I can't-it, I don't want Uncle Barry to find out," he whispered. A moment of silence passed between the two before Wally crouched down, grabbing at his red locks harshly, hissing curses under his breath as tremors even worse than the others one they'd witnessed.
"KF! Come on, it'll be alright, we'll figure something out, more testing. I promise I'll find out what's causing this," the younger brunet swore kneeling down next to the vibrating boy. They sat like that for close to eight minutes while Wally did his best not to scream as his molecules ripped apart and came back together at various intervals.
After what seemed like eons, the spasms stopped but they had taken a lot out of the boy, he lay sprawled on his back, breath coming in short, sharp pants. His face was ghostly pale making his freckles stand out strangely, his hair was lank, some of it half covering tired green orbs. His clothes stuck to his body with sweat but blue lips told another tale.
"It's never lasted that long Rob, why me?" Wally moaned throwing a hand over his eyes, Dick made no comment preferring to tilt his head to the side in confusion, what the hell was Wally talking about now?
"Uh, I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about Walls, doesn't this happen to your Uncle?" the brunet questioned softly.
"No, he would've told me. It didn't happen with the first Flash either, as far as I know, I'm the only one this happens to. D'you think it has anything to do with me being the youngest Flash?" the red head suggested suddenly.
"God! I've been so stupid! I completely forgot about that, I have to look at all this from an entirely different aspect now. There's so much more data to factor in and a helluva lotta stuff to throw off a twenty story building. Wally you are a genius," Robin stated simply.
"I tend to be when my life's in danger. Hey Rob, since this is 'cause of me being Kid Flash, don't tell Uncle Barry, he'd want me to stop being him," Wally muttered still sprawled out flat.
"Promise, now come on, let's get some food in you so I can take another blood sample," Dick sighed hauling the older boy to his feet next to him.
"M'not hungry," Wally replied yawning hugely, a second past as everyone processed this, the two boys looked at each other and both let out a yell of fear.
"I-I I'm not hungry! What's wrong with me?" Wally yelled eyes wide with fright before collapsing unconscious. Dick cursed under his breath as he held up the older boy, he gently lowered Wally to the ground before yanking out his communicator.
"This is bad, this is really bad I need to tell Barry but I promised Wally, no, no promise is worth his life. Ah! I hate being so loyal," he grumbled as he waited for someone to pick up, "Robin to Titans, prep the infirmary to receive wounded, ten minutes." He ordered as soon as the answering click was heard.
"Raven here, how injured is subject? All the real doctors are out on missions," the girl explained, Wally let out a soft yelp but it was more out of fear than anything, his eyes were still tightly shut.
"It's Kid Flash, set up a drip and clear out that floor. I really don't want anyone walking in on him," Dick muttered dragging the unconscious teen to the back door of the warehouse.
"Got it, Beast Boy, tell Cyborg the party's moving to next Saturday, no, I don't give a damn about Jinx and Terra. Do not make me track you down grass stain, it will not be pretty. But Rae! I already booked the DJ and every-Oh my God! Star help, she called the hell hound!"
The terrified screams died as the comlink was turned off, Clark for one did not want to know what had happened at Titan Tower. The Titans, he'd heard a lot about them from Barry and Bruce respectively, they both claimed it was almost as good as the Justice League had come to be. As usual, Wally, being the people person he was, had had a hand in the entire affair, he and Robin had gotten together and formed it.
He let a small smile grace his lips as the younger boy heaved his friend on the R-cycle, making absolutely sure that Wally wasn't going to fall off by pulling a seatbelt out of literally nowhere, before taking off. That smile slipped off his face when he remembered why they were even allowed to see all of this in the first place. Still it was kind of nice to see how Wally had grown up, he could also understand why Wally had confided in Robin with this most precious secret.
Robin had grown up with Bruce as his mentor, if Bruce was anything, he was loyal and he most definitely passed it on to his foster son. He'd never heard a thing about the unexplainable spasming so Robin had no doubt kept his promised and not told anyone about his friend's ailment. It was childish and idiotic, but he could understand why he'd done it, didn't mean he justified it, just understood.
'I thought you had that place wired worse than the Batcave," Diana accused turning to the Bat once the two boys were out of sight. They didn't appeared to have noticed the six extra people at all that was good, she didn't want to be responsible for any distortion of Wally's memories.
'I did but apparently Wally and Dick contacted each other on a private channel and took out all the cameras I hid in Dick's room,' he snapped, how could he have missed that?
'Forget it, what's done is done, remember these are Wally's memories, there ain't anything we can do about it now. Now how about we find places that Wally only visited as Flash,' John suggested.
'The cemetery? His mother died recently, it would make sense for him to go there," Shayera rationalized, this was met by agreeing sounds from four of the five, Bruce refused to acknowledge her statement. He was probably just pissed because he hadn't thought of it himself, well fine that didn't mean she wasn't right.
'But how exactly are we supposed to get there?' Clark questioned, Bruce mentally face palmed, the Boy Scout was such a dumbass sometimes, well scratch that, at least half the time.
'We walk, or fly or swim, whichever you prefer Clark. We just need to get there fast before this memory fades,' he snapped turning to Diana and the others. The Bat still hadn't gotten over the fact it was Clark who had made Wally quit in the first place, regardless of Kryptonite influence. Clark always claimed to put friendship above all else and he'd just shattered that claim by alienating Wally. The man of steel had a lot of work to do if he wanted to repair even the most infinitesimal crack in his image, Bruce doubted it would ever form the same picture again.
'Then let's go, we can't have that much time, Wally was unconscious Lord one knows how he knows this much,' John griped incasing the only non-meta in a green sphere as they all took off for Central City's cemetery.
DEF: So I was going through all the wonderful comments and I had to point out JasonTKD, Bart Allen was brutally beaten to death by the Rogues, it was on the Wiki page with Black Flash. Don't mean to offend, just thought I'd say.
Vita: Right, Robi and her obsessiveness, she's thinking about posting another story called Cuteing, Even Superheroes Do It, what do you guys think? Reviews are like God's gift to man, everyone has been given this gift so use it!
