duskrider: I figured they needed something to give them a little bit of hope.
Jackalope89: I will fund that personally jesus shit send it here.
AkariWarriorofSoul: Oh he is going to flip his shit.
NeonBlackRoseRevived: I know!
K.J. Bollinger:Thank you!
nekochan1994: I kind of really want to write it now actually! The birds are a story for another time, and Wally is about as subtle as a brick. And yeah, ghost flash is totally canon!
Arekanderu: Thank you!
little miss BANANNA HEAD :Nononono you can't just send me that without any context! I have to know what's happening or I'm going to figure it out myself and it's so good why are you not writing your own story right now?
Kamen Rider Ebon: Thank you so much! I'd like to see your idea?
Guest from March 7th: ^^
Wildjay1585: I hope that this one is just as good!
Trinity103: Thank you! I've been trying really hard to keep everything in order in this story, I'm glad that you like it. Wally is going to have a big choice to make later on.
AvatarMomo: Oh you love him and you know it. That... is a very funny spelling mistake actually. If I was a better artist I would draw it.
Lizeyli: Wally must be protected at all costs! I hope that this chapter is just as good.
Guest from March 14th: Eventually, they will.
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xenon37: Wally is in serious trouble now!
Moonshadowcuteness1: Here's the next chapter! Lex doesn't know, not yet at least.
Guest from March 16th: Here here here!
RedRode0123:Thank you! Here's more!
Guest from March 21: Not too soon, but soon enough.
JustKissMe: I'm afraid that I can't give you all of that! There's still too much to do, too much planned, I have a million ideas for this! In case you didn't notice I've been taking my time with this^^'
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Orihime-San: First off, I love your name! Second, HERE IT IS
Burreto:Thanks!
Stitches: Wally is adjusting as well as can be expected, probably better than anyone else would if we're being honest.
whyyyyyyy: I think that's the right amount of y's? Anyhow, I'm finally getting some time to do all these stories now!
Guest from March 30th: Tell your friends it's updated at last!
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Saj te Gyuhyall: In the comics, yeah he was a mechanic, but in the episode Flash and Substance he's shown to be a CSI. He finds something on a shoe before leaving for the Flash Museum opening, if I remember right. You do have the timelines mixed up, at least for the show. Injustice For All is a 2 part episode, 18 and 19 of Justice League season 1. The Thanagarian Invasion takes place in the end of the second season, and is the conclusion for the show before Unlimited. Star Crossed, the three episodes that invasion takes place through, are 24 through 26 of that season, and 50 through 52 of the over all season.
gettraught: I definitely am!
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Winn-Dixie: Thanks you so much! I'm sorry I made you wait so long.
Wildjay1585: I'm definitely doing that! I've just been mega busy lately.
Holly: Thank you so much! Here's some more!
GoldenBug Prime: I just really like Klarion tbh.
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Karah: I will!
Durathror: It is not over at all!
Aaron: It's not abandoned by any means.
Lamarquise: I'll try!
DreamingAboutFandoms: I am!
friedriceforlife: Thank you so much! I'm not sure that the idea is original but the story itself is too much fun for me to car if it isn't.
DS Rider: Barry is talking about his kids, sorry!
Ezekiel: Is this soon enough?
Injustice Part 2, AKA Lost Things.
"Any then I ran around so fast I had the fire out before the Firemen even got off their truck," Wally bragged to Shayera, giving Bruce some background noise while he tried to find Lex and the Ultra Humanite. He knew that even if the bat wasn't looking at them he was listening to every word that Wally spoke.
"That fast huh?" Shayera drawled, looking bored.
Wally exaggerated poking his thumb into his chest. "Fastest Man Alive."
"Maybe that's why you can't get a date," she teased airily. Wally was almost impressed by how easily the jibe dripped from her tongue.
"Hey!" he whined, pouting at his teammate. She smiled at him, smug as could be. So many things were the same. Wally was still adjusting to being treated as anything close to an equal by Hawkwoman, rather than as Barry's tag-a-long. It was new. Strange.
The new footage popped up on the screen, drawing all eyes to it. Wally felt his heart drop out of his chest.
"A dangerous hostage situation had unfolded at the Federal Building! So far the Ultrahumanite has refused to speak with negotiators. A freak of science," Wally hated the way he said that, "The humanite is also reported to be extremely dangerous and-"
The sound cut out. Batman's glower was burning into the side of his face.
"That's how much trouble they can give us," he bit out, causing the speedster to lower his head. He had just been trying to lighten everyone tension.
Flash was not known for being a patient man.
As he waited on a rooftop opposite of the Federal Building he was reciting the Fibonacci in his head, reaching all the way to 65172495098135102433647404982700073500075401759827878315356483347951218369680224170989749666 while he watched for any trouble. For a signal. 91 digits and he still had more to go.
Diana stood vigil next to him, her eyes narrowed at the building. She swished her lasso back and forth restlessly, her heel tapping over and over and over again. It reminded him of Bart enough that Wally smiled to himself, and almost missed when Batman was tag teamed on the other side of a gargantuan window.
He stood suddenly, his green eyes wide. "That's our cue princess," he announced, and vaulted off the building, shooting into the building to help Bruce.
When he cracked Copperhead in the ribs he was careful not to break any of them.
That didn't mean that the villain didn't go flying, with a quip from Wally to accompany him as he toppled through the air, knees over head. Wally made sure he didn't accidently prick himself with those fangs. That venom was nasty and he wasn't sure that if the man had immunity or not.
Cheetah was stopped from gutting either him or Bruce when Diana caught her around the middle and lifted the woman off of the ground, hissing and splitting.
"Take it easy lady," Wally advised, propping his hands on his hips, "This'll all be over before you know it."
Without another word he raced off, intent on catching Humanite before he could get another crack as Superman. He was so focused on Clark he didn't notice the shadows on his heels until it was too late and they had wrapped themselves around him.
He couldn't see, couldn't stop, he was being pushed forwards faster and faster-
His skull cracked against something hard and the darkness of his vision had nothing to do with the attack.
Dick paced around in circles, restless and wide eyed.
Every few seconds Bart would lap him. Follow the footprints that were there and those that had been swept away by the years. In the middle of what had once been a vortex of energy stood Zatanna and Fate, back to back as they worked with raised arms. Flashes of history went by, the day Wally had died.
The day he had vanished.
He wasn't dead, not yet. They could get him back.
Artemis was standing next to a congregation of machines manned by a bundled up Dr. Roquette and Big Barda, a new arrival to their planet alongside her fiancé, Mister Miracle. They were going over everything they could, science and magic, and anything in between.
So far, there was nothing.
It was making him antsy and irritated.
There had to be something, some way to reach Wally wherever he was. Even the Martians were there, pushing their telepathy to the absolute limit in an attempt to find him somehow.
They had to be able to get him back. They had to.
"Dick!" Zatanna's eyes ceased to glow as she called him over. Her hands dropped, shaking lightly at her side and he jogged to take one in his own, his eyes shining with a dangerous emotion.
Hope.
"Did you find him?" he asked. Artemis appeared at his side, muscling her way against his shoulders. Her Tigress costume seemed inappropriate for this venture but he didn't say. He wasn't even in a proper uniform this time, he had no room to talk.
Zatanna looked away. Her lips pressed together in a line he was all too familiar with.
Artemis's face fell. "How could you not find him?" she demanded, her voice rising an octave.
It was Fate, peering around the young sorceress' shoulder that answered their question. "The Speedforce that connects all of your Speedsters is a foreign entity, even to Order. We cannot communicate with it, nor can we find those that ride on its paths. It is beyond our grasp."
"We're out too," Barda announced, appearing on Dick's other side seemingly out of nowhere. "Mother Box knows where he is, but she can't reach him. "
"He is alive though," Artemis stepped towards the larger woman, her eyes wild. They were all desperate for this. After what had happened with Jason, they needed it.
"Yes," Barda confirmed. "For all the good it does."
"If he's alive," Dick said evenly, "We will find him."
"I keep telling you I don't know anything," Copperhead insisted. Flash sat slouched in a chair, his eyes narrowed on the man as Clark advanced upon him. They needed to make him talk, or they might never find Bruce again.
Wally should have known that he wouldn't stay in the Watch Tower while they went out to fight crime. He should have stayed behind and backed him up.
Damn it.
"I'm just an-"
"Innocent victim of circumstance," the two heroes chorused with the contortionist. They'd been listening to the same thing for half an hour already. Both of their tempers were rising but Wally was holding his significantly better.
"We know," he drawled boredly, crossing his legs. Clark grabbed him by the front of his costume and smacked the villain, light and they all knew it, against a wall.
"Coperhead," his voice rose higher, "When are you going to get some sense and tell us where Luthor is?!"
"Oh," Copperhead drawled, a slimy smile appearing on his face, "This must be that part where I get so scared I spill my guts," he guessed.
"I'm warning you," Superman raised his hand in a fist. Wally sighed. They all knew that it was an empty threat. Clark Kent didn't have the stomach for torture. J'onn had a person dislike for invading peoples minds in this world, or Wally would have asked him to just pull the information out of his skull.
Without warning the speedster rose, cutting off Copperheads mocking with a cool voice and a light touch on the arm that held him elevated.
"Why don't you take a break Big Guy?" he suggested, "Take the guards out for doughnuts or something."
"Doughnuts?" Clarks voice went higher, "We don't have time for-"
"Trust me," Wally wasn't looking at him. His eyes were locked solely on the criminal that held the key to where one of Wally's greatest mentors and friends was being held.
Superman dropped him, looking weary, but made his way to the door none the less. "You sure?" he asked, worry turning his face.
Wally nodded. "Yeah. We'll be just fine."
The door shut behind him and Wally pushed Copperhead's chair to him. The criminal took a seat wearily.
"What's this, am I supposed to be afraid of the Justice League's big red goof off?" he demanded, kicking his feet up onto the table. Wally shook his head.
"No. That's the whole reason I act like I do." His response stopped Copperhead short. Made him grow very still. "Did you know I have red hair?" he asked, seemingly out of no where.
"You- what?" his flip flopping had, apparently, thrown Copperhead off. His eyes were wide with bewilderment and his sharp teeth were visible through the curve of his lips.
"Yeah. I'm a carrot top. That old saying about us not having souls used to be thrown at me every few days in high school," he lifted the edge of his cowl just enough to show a few spots. "The freckles didn't help."
"What are you getting a-"
"I didn't finish," Wally smacked his hand on the table hard enough to make Copperhead jump. "I didn't have a whole lot of friends. So you can imagine, how important the ones I have now to me. Right?"
"What are you going to do if I don't tell you, run me until I throw up?" Copperhead's calm was slipping. His snappy nature was being betrayed by constantly moving eyes. Fiddling hands.
Wally had been at this for years. He had picked up more than a few things from the Bat Family.
He held up his hand, blurring it with speed.
"I can rearrange your organs," he declared. There was no lightness in his voice, no hesitant in the flat line of his mouth. The Flash, the light of the Justice League, the more Vibrant hero on the planet, was terrifying.
Copperhead swallowed thickly.
"He's in an old factory in Metropolis. Down the block from the docks, it used to make glass. "
Wally smiled, snapping back into his perpetual cheer.
"Thanks for your help."