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A Speedster's Providence

Unit 31

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Wallis briefly weighed the pros and cons of approaching Bruce Wayne. On one hand, she would probably be causing a ripple effect somehow, but on the other hand the possibility of her learning about Richard was too much for her to pass up.

'What am I doing?' Wallis mentally berated herself. Since when did she ever second guess herself. She'd long since promised herself that she didn't want any regrets in this life.

She'd broken that vow once already. She wasn't about to increase the tally.

Wallis stood from her seat and straightened her dress. She squared her shoulders and raised her chin before she began to walk staunchly towards the Billionaire's table. It had been considerably crowded earlier, but most persons had since returned to their tables – though there were still a few stares.

The red head seated herself in an empty chair directly across from the man. Dark brown irises locked with her emerald ones before she looked away.

Okay, so she had nerve, but not enough to hold gazes with the Batman for long.

"Mr. Wayne," she greeted.

"Young lady," he returned, a brow raised in question. Wallis cleared her throat.

'Now or never.'

"How's Richard doing?"

Unit 32

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"I'm his friend," Wallis replied, unfaltering when silence met her query.

Bruce gave a noncommittal hum. "He doesn't talk much these days."

Wallis frowned at two things. One, his response – it neither confirmed nor denied anything.

Secondly, even though she'd only known Dick for a handful of weeks, she knew enough to know that that was out of character for him.

But his behaviour was understandable. His parents had been murdered, and he knew about those who did it. Hence why Bruce Wayne's want to keep him out of the public's eye was justifiable.

Richard was as safe as safe could be with the Batman.

Unfortunately, that meant that he wouldn't be communicating with anyone any time soon.

Sighing forlornly, Wallis made quick work of the chain around her neck. It was a simple black chord and from it hung a small golden bird.

Wallis held it towards the man, whose stare had become increasingly calculating.

"I know I can't see him anytime soon," she admitted nervously when the Billionaire hadn't made a move to take it from her. "But I want him to know that, I'll be here for him…whenever he's ready."

Unit 33

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Wallis gave a quiet sigh of relief when the Billionaire finally extended his hand. She gently placed the necklace within the open palm.

She watched brown irises give it a cursory once over (the man would probably put it through a scanner or something later) before they met her emerald ones.

Broad fingers closed around the pendant. "I'll make sure he gets it."

Wallis raised a brow. "The message or the necklace?"

Bruce gave her a minuscule smirk, though why she did not know. "Both," he assured as he rose to his feet.

He dipped his head slightly. "Please excuse me Miss West. My car should be fixed by now. I should leave before I overstay my welcome."

"Mr Wayne," Wallis called out. The Caucasian male to pause mid-stride.

"Thank you," she voiced, even though she was still unsure about many things. She was grateful that he had taken Richard in. Life with a Billionaire was better than in State care.

But did that hold true when that Billionaire was the Batman?

"Don't thank me just yet."

It was that solemn declaration that made Wallis think that perhaps he too had that same uncertainty.

Unit 34

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It was of Wallis' opinion that just too many things were happening in the year 2006. There were just too many major events.

The first of which was her unanticipated meeting with a pre-Batman Richard Grayson. The subsequent death of his family was what gave her, her first real regret in this new world.

Then her Aunt married the Flash (at the wedding she met upon a handful of Superheroes).

But the most recent development – the introduction of the Justice League to the world, three years after its formation, and the unveiling of the JL's new Headquarters – the Hall of Justice.

The League's new Headquarters, apparently only came about due to the Joker (Wallis hoped to never meet that man) attacking the old one – Mount Justice.

Upon hearing that name, Wallis had been overcome with one of the most prominent cases of déjà vu that she'd ever experienced since her (re)birth. She knew where she was – she knew which realm she had been thrust into.

Finally.

The question of which reality she was in had bothered her for years, but now at last she had a name for the universe that she was in:

Young Justice.

Unit 35

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"Mom, it's just a P.R. stunt," Wallis rolled her eyes from where she sat on the backseat of her parent's car. "They're trying to foster a better public image. It's a glorified tourist hotspot."

A road trip to Washington D.C. to visit the Hall of Justice, the JL's 'Headquarters', wasn't how she wanted to spend the last week of her holiday.

"Hun, you're reading too much into this," Mary teased from the passenger's seat before she turned to her husband. "Your daughter is quite cynical."

Wallis groaned.

"Oh so she's my daughter?" Rudy quipped. "Last time I checked the both of us made her."

Wallis groaned even louder, Mary gave a scandalized cry and Rudy chuckled heartily at their reactions.

"This couldn't be any worse," Wallis muttered though her lips quirked into a small smile.

In all honesty, she should've known better than to say that. Jest or otherwise, she shouldn't have tempted the universe to prove her wrong.

One moment Wallis was sitting on the backseat – the next she was being thrown to the opposite end as a vehicle suddenly ploughed into her side of the car.

Bright crimson filled Wallis' vision, before it faded to black.

A/N: Hmmm, what shall become of the West Family?

Anyway, hence is Wallis' little chat with Bruce Wayne, who is keeping Robin out of the public's eyes for now. Just how much Wallis knows/remembers of the YJ universe shall be revealed as the story progresses.

Promo: Please check out one of my other OC SI stories - Reborn to be a Duelist.

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