It's been a week since the reports of the death of one Bart Allen aka the teen Super-Hero known as Impulse. Since then his comrades in YJ and his family both mourn his death... but it's all about to change.
Saturday Night: Central City, Missouri.
It was a calm peaceful night for Andy Barber (Brown hair with gray streaks, blue eyes) and Troy Mckintyre (Red hair and brown eyes), two Central City Policemen. As they finish driving around the outskirts of the city and prepare to head back to the Station, they pass by an old sign that reads "Central City, Home of the Scarlet Speedster, the Flash".
"Man, I haven't been around here for a long time. Sad to think that he's no longer with us." Andy said as he lowered his head a bit.
"What do you mean? He just relocated to Keystone City!"
"No, no, I'm not talking about that upstart Wally West... I mean his predecessor. The second and in my opinion the best Flash there ever was. Why, I remember a time he and Kid Flash saved my..."
*Kraka-boom*
"Whoa! You hear that?" Troy yells as he looks up to the sky to see the sky suddenly darken and flashes of lightning appear and thunder is heard roaring.
"Yep. Strange... I didn't think a Thunderstorm was in the weather forecast for tonight, but I'm thinking it's the Flash's way of telling us to go home and to not talk trash to his successor's."
"Speaking of which, did you hear what happened to that new Kid Flash? I think his name was Impulse?"
"Yeah, shame too. The one to die is always the one you least suspect..." Andy says as the Police Car speeds up and leaves the scene.
Good thing too, because without warning, a lightning bolt strikes the ground with a loud
*KRAKA-BOOM* and after the light dissipates, we see Impulse on his hands and knees, breathing heavily.
"Ugh... *Looks around to see the sign bearing the likeness of his Grandpa Barry* I... I did it... I really did it!" Bart yells as rain starts pouring down on him. As he stands up, we see that back portion of his collar is ripped off.
"Man, I can't wait to tell Max what I did! He'll be so proud of me... oh, and then I've got to tell the gang what happened too..." Bart hurriedly thinks as he speeds off towards Manchester, Alabama.
In the House of one Maxwell Crandall and Helen Claiborne...
"Max, I'm worried about you. Please come and eat." Helen pleaded to her father. Max is currently sitting in a recliner, and hasn't budged an inch.
"No. I'm not in the mood."
"Please, you shouldn't take it so hard! It wasn't your fault Bart died! He sacrificed himself to save his teammates!" and just at that moment, Bart vibrated thru the front door and said...
"Hiya Max! Hiya Helen! Wait till you hear what's been happening to me!" Bart said as he strolled out in front of them.
Bart was a little perplexed when he saw that neither of them noticed him.
"Um, yoo-hoo, you guys do know that I'm here, right?" Bart said waving his hand in front of Max's face, not understanding what was going on.
"It was my fault! I'm his guardian and I failed him! I let him get killed..."
"What? Killed?" Bart thinks to himself.
"Stop blaming yourself!"
"I can't! After I think of all the things Bart has done for me... I... I just can't excuse myself for sitting here and letting him get blasted to pieces!" Max said as he turned around and started walking right towards Bart. "I should've... Argh!" Max yelped as he walked straight through Bart and fell to the ground.
"MAX!" Helen yelled as she ran to him and helped him back up.
"What happened to you?"
"I... I'm not sure... it felt as if something cold invaded my body... more or less like someone shoved a knife through my heart..." and as Max says this, Bart looks at himself in shock.
"What... what's happened to me?" Bart thinks as his face looses all happiness only to be replaced by shock.
"Are you feeling better?"
"A bit... but it's just not going to be the same without him."
"Stop saying that! I'm right here!" Bart yells as he tries touching Max again only to have his hand phase through Max's body and he screams again.
"Max, let me get you to bed..." Helen says as helps him back up again and they leave the room.
At this point, Bart was starting to become hysterical. The fact that neither Max nor Helen was able to see Bart, he passed through matter like he was vibrating and no one could hear him all lead him to the same conclusion.
He was dead.
But he refused to believe it.
"I can't be dead... I just can't be... I CAN'T!!!" Bart screams as he races out of the house with tears emerging from his eyes...
And in a place where the entire background is white... beings of pure light are conversing.
"The boy has realized just what has happened. He cannot be allowed to stay in that plane any longer." One being of light said.
"Well, who shall we send to retrieve him? Death?" Another being of light said.
"Why don't I go?" A man said as he stepped out to where these beings of light were talking.
"You? Why should we send you to fetch this boy?"
"Because he'll trust me. After all, I am his Grand-Father."
-TBC-