Raquel and Conner had decided that we should stay in a little motel, close to the mountain, but not close enough that the League will check for us here. Besides, from what I had heard, Icon wasn't the really overbearing mentor, and Superman didn't care for Superboy, so these two were also the most expendables of the team. Wow, I must be messed up to think about this.

"So, Kid Flash, the killer vigilante, huh?" Raquel asked me, sitting on the bed as I sat on the floor.

Conner was out, buying food for all of us, and he had left me along with a chick that hated me. Well, she didn't quite hate me, but she just didn't trust me or like me.

"Well, yeah, why do you sound so surprised?" I asked her, looking up from the floor.

She shrugged, and said, "Well, all that I've heard about you was how nice you are, and how flirty, and how comical... You know? It's kind of surprising to know that a hero could turn bad."

And that got to me. I stood up from the floor, glaring down at her, "I did not turn bad. I have not stolen, I have not killed innocents, and I haven't done anything that most villains do in heartbeat." I growled at her.

She stood up, glaring at me, and because we were eye to eye, she actually looked a bit more deadly. "Yeah, you've just killed hundreds." She answered.

We glared at each other, the intensity in our eyes mounting by every passing millisecond, then I turned away. I walked towards the desk, resting my hands on it. "I don't have to explain myself to anyone."

She scoffed, and there was a hand on my shoulder. "It's only a matter of time before the truth comes out. I mean, the team already knows about this, and the Bat's a wiz when it comes to technology. Your secret is bound to come out sooner or later."

I shrugged her hand away, "Better later than sooner."

She sighed at this, then she asked, "Do you know what your little secret has done to the team?"

I turned around, my eyebrow cocked, wanting to know how they were taking it. "Well, as you could see, Conner went into hiding-emotions mode. He seems to be set on kill mode, actually. Artemis isn't any better off, but she at least told me that she knew something was up with you." She told me, looking me straight in the eyes, then looked out the window. "Zatanna and I, we haven't known you for that long, so we're somewhat okay. I mean, you're Kid Flash, everyone knows you for being the jokester! So, it's only understandable for the shock the whole team's in."

I growled, not wanting to hear anything else about Kid Flash. If it were up to me, Kid Flash would be dead and gone already.

"But, I'm talking 'bout the rest of the team, not only myself. Aqualad's in shock, Wally. He's actually one of the people that's taking it the hardest. He's basically immersed himself in his work, and that's been only in the last few hours since we found out."

I glared at her, and growled, "Are you trying to make me feel bad?"

She looked back at me, eyes steely, "Depends, is it working?"

I growled at her, but she continued, "M'gann has gone catatonic. She doesn't move much, she barely speaks, and when she does, she talks about dark things. Says she's seen whips, chains, she's felt too much pain."

I looked away, knowing that this time it really was my fault. I knew that it was just a matter of time before M'gann managed to break my mental shields and see the true me. The me that had seen all of those things and more.

Raquel got up from the bed, and walked towards me, standing in front of me with her hands on her hips. "Now, I'm not quite sure what she saw in your head, but it really did a number on her. Oh, and Robin? Yeah, he's the worst off in the whole team. Apparently, finding out that your best friend of your child hood is actually a cold-blooded murderer changes you."

I looked away from her, and suddenly there was a hand on my chin, making me look at her. "Now listen here, Fleet Feet, you may think that you're doing the right thing attacking all of these gangs and criminals, but really, you're only hurting yourself. Yourself and your family and friends."

I only glared at her, and when she noticed I wasn't going to say anything else, she pushed me back and walked away, "I mean, seriously! Have you no emotions in you?! The League's cracking down on the us because of your personal vendetta! They don't want us to stay in the United States for fear of the vigilante deciding he doesn't want to be a vigilante anymore!" She yelled.

"That's beyond stupid. Besides, it's not my fault if the League isn't competent enough to know who the real dangers are." I told her, crossing my arms.

And she turned to me, glaring, "No, Wally, because a person that goes out at night and kills people isn't a danger, is he?"

"Why the hell are you even telling me this?! This isn't your problem!"

"It's my problem when my teammates are affected! It's my problem when my career is put in jeopardy! It's my problem when my friends drop like flies at the hand of someone once called a hero!"

Well, she's mad. I looked away, rolling my eyes, "My teammates should know how to handle these situations. They're all superficial enough to not care about anyone but themselves. It's not my fault the whole League's this stupid. They think that anybody who kills is a danger! I mean, how stupid is that! And, if you don't want your friends dying," I growled, stepping towards her and poking her forehead with my finger, "You should get them out of the life."

She glared at me, "You stupid idiot! Can't you see when someone's trying to help you?!" She yelled.

"I don't need any help! And I don't want it either!"

"How can you not want what you need, Wally? Because you need help!"

I sighed in exasperation, then turned away, my head in my hands. "Why can't you just stop?! I don't need anything from fake people!"

"So I'm fake?" She asked, pressing even more, for she knew I was close to breaking. "I didn't grow up in the hood and I didn't fight tooth and nail for the place I'm in today?"

"No! It's not you! It's the rest! They're the fake people!" I yelled, turning to face her, close to crying.

God, why must she push so much? I don't want to admit everything, yet here I am, close to telling her everything. What is this? How can I go from defensive to complete willing in a span of mere seconds.

"And how are they fake? Does Robin somehow enhance his acrobatic skills with drugs?"

"It's not that kind of fake!" I yelled, stopping her rant. "They all lie! They lie about everything! Robin lies about his life and his origins!" And here, I finally broke, falling to my knees. "He doesn't care about anyone other than himself and the Bat, and his feelings are fake!"

Raquel only stared in surprise at my form, now the tears falling freely. "Conner! Oh, God, Conner! He's too naïve! Tell him something, say it with enough conviction, and he'll believe you! And, God, he's so easy to manipulate! I mean, look how M'gann controls him!"

Raquel shook her head, most probably not wanting to hear this. Not now. Not bad things about her supposedly perfect teammates. "Wally, I'm sorry, you can stop."

But I shook my head, "No! I'm saying this, and someone's going to listen to me! Cause, god damnit, I'm tired of people telling me I'm wrong! Now, Zatanna, she's too innocent! Too fresh! She isn't prepared for this world, she isn't ready for what's bound to happen to any of us! She just isn't!"

"Wally, please, stop." She pleaded, but I wouldn't.

"M'gann thinks she can control anybody! She think that with just one mind trick she has them wrapped around her fingers, and she believes it's good! That's the worst part! She thinks there's nothing wrong with controlling others!" I yelled, the tears streaming down loosely. "And if she can't, she'll erase the person's memory! She tried to do it to me! She tried to get in my head, but when I told her to stop, she tried to erase my memory! She's sick, Raquel, sick! Aqualad, he might be the only person on this whole team that hasn't done anything against me! But still, he'd give up his life for any of this fake people, and that's wrong!"

"Please stop." She whispered, now back against the wall, eyes squeezed shut with her hands on her ears.

"God, Artemis, she's the worst of the whole team. She'll lie, cheat, steal, do anything to complete her mission! Her mission? Get information on the team to sell to the Shadows! She doesn't care about what happens to any of us as long as she gets paid! And I'm tired of it!"

"Stop!" She finally yelled, now on her knees, tears also falling.

"No! You wanted me to talk! You wanted me to tell you the truth, and here it is!" I yelled at her. "This is the truth of my fake Team! They don't care about anyone other than themselves, and they'll destroy anyone who gets in their way. Be it you, me, their mentors..." I whispered, my steam finally leaving me. "They'll do anything..."

And then Conner ran into the room, cuts and bruises all over his body, and he looked wildly from me to Raquel. "What did you do?!" He growled, picking me up from the front of my shirt.

I was still crying, which surprised him, and he asked, "Why are you two crying? What happened?"

And suddenly a plant smashed into him, making Conner fly to the other side of the room and letting me fall down onto the floor. To my utter surprise, Ivy and Bane walked into the room, along with the Red Hood, but... that couldn't be right. He was jailed in the Watchtower.

"God, Wally, what happened?" Red Hood asked, running towards me and kneeling down.

I didn't move away from his touch... It didn't burn... Not anymore.

"What did you do to him!?" Ivy yelled, glaring at Conner and Raquel.

"I..." I gasped out, not wanting these two getting hurt. "Ivy... I want to..."

She was suddenly beside me, stroking my hair and shushing me. "Don't worry, my little seedling, we'll be leaving now." She told me in such a soothing voice that I found myself slowly falling asleep.

"What did they do to him?" I heard her ask as I was pulled into a strong chest, then felt myself being carried away.

"Don't know, Ivy. But this kid never cries. Whatever they did wasn't pretty." I heard Jason answer, then felt a big hand on my cheek.

"Pobre muchacho," Bane grunted. "You sure I can't pummel the kid a bit more?"

"No..." I murmured, most probably getting their attention. "Friends..."

"They're his friends, Bane." Jason told him.

I heard a grunt, then Bane said, "With friends like those, who needs enemies?"

"Apparently Wally does." Jason answered as there was a window crashing.

"Get him out of here!" Ivy yelled. "Me and Bane will deal with the Super Idiots!"

And suddenly, Jason was running out of the room, and I was hearing grunts of pain. "Ivy..." I murmured, and Jason shushed me.

"Don't worry about her, kid. She can take care of those Justice Dolts." Jason grunted, then I heard a door opening and I was placed on a comfy seat. "We'll have to go fast, kid. So hold on to whatever you can." He told me, then the door closed.

And we were off, driving down the streets at an insane speed.

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