Flash awoke once more, his sight slightly blurred, but he made out the red head leaning over him.

"Shayera?" he asked, raising a hand to his head.

"Wally?" she asked, helping to move him into a sitting position. "You remember anything?" she asked cautious that this might be a trick.

J'ohn stood off to one side, reading the flashes of memories that sprang across Flash's mind. "Yeah." Wally sighed, shaking his head. "I'm so sorry." He muttered, standing to his feet with a grace unlike his own. He approached J'ohn and tilted his head. "I also know what I am." He sighed, staring J'ohn in the eye.

J'ohn raised an eyebrow as he felt the young mind enter his own. 'Is there a cure?' he heard inside.

'Perhaps.' Came J'ohn's response.

"Batman?" Wally asked.

"Indeed." And he led the man from his cell. Watching him follow him out of the cellblocks he noticed the grace and perfect balance that he moved with, the way he stayed unconsciously to the shadows and the way his now blue eyes shone out of his darkened mask. "Would you like your old uniform?" he asked, half guessing the answer.

"I'm…fine for now." Wally said, hesitantly.

Wally felt uncomfortable with Shayera behind him; he knew she still didn't quite trust him. He felt something deep inside of him, shift if just for a moment, a flash of darkness crossed him mind and then he noticed that Shayera hung further back. Instantly the guilt dropped onto that darkness and he turned to face her.

Shayera had felt the anger rising inside the young man; anger much like an animal trapped and she felt the wave of power radiate from him. She knew to step away and give him his space.

However, when he turned, she saw the guilt and gently reached out for him. "Its okay Wally. We'll find a cure." She whispered, pulling him into a soft hug. He bowed his head and dropped into her side, enjoying the contact of his friend, safe at her side, safe in her comfort.

"Flash?" He lifted his head at Green Lantern and saw a reflection of guilt in the mans eyes.

'It wasn't your fault.' He told him through his mind, offering a smile at the same time. Although slightly startled by the new power, John breathed a sigh of relief to hear the normal Wally back.

"Good to have you back." He said, patting his head.

"Good to be back I think." He said, walking into the main control room. He felt all the eyes that fell upon him, and saw the tensing of each hero; pushing down the darkness he walked in, his head as high as he dared and followed J'ohn to the control centre.

"Where were you staying?" the Martian asked.

"Somewhere here." He pointed to a block of flats on the east town. "It was down a street named the Glen closing."

J'ohn looked at the map and pointed to two areas. Flash looked them over, closed his eyes and then pointed to the darker side.

"You're sure?"

"Yes." Came his stony reply.

"Good, I'll send someone down there to catch them…" he trailed off as he glanced at the open door behind him. Flash had suddenly gone stiff as he caught the sent of the woman in the doorway.

"Betraying me my love?" the woman purred. "You know they lie to you!" she continued.

"I know who lies to me." Came Flash's response, slowly turning on the spot to face her, his face hard and cold, his fists scrunched at his side.

"You were mine!" she barked, dropping the act. J'ohn, Green Lantern and Shayera were the first to hear the deep growl that rose from Flash's throat, slowly his lips pealed back to revile the sharp teeth in a snarl.

"I was never yours!" he growled back. "And I would suggest you leave." The three heroes around him took a small step back.

"Or you'll what?" she laughed. Flash showed a slight smile, head tilted, eyes glowing red and then he rushed forward at a speed too great to anticipate and pinned Illyeria against the wall, a dent forming behind her.

"Leave, or I will kill you here." He told her, the darkness rising inside of him.

She hissed a sigh and held up her hands. He slowly lowered her and stepped back, but in a move that caught him off guard she struck forward and bit into the side of his neck.

He pulled back with a cry and felt a lump of flesh tear away. Illyeria spat the flesh from her mouth and licked her bloody lips, her fangs gleaming in the light, red.

She glanced over her shoulder at the three new figures behind her. "I guess I should be going." She smiled and in a cloud of smoke, transformed into a raven and flew over the heads of Batman, Superman and Wonder Woman. Escaping out the door, down the corridor and out of the building.

Shayera appeared at Flash's side as he held a hand to his throat. "You okay?" she asked.

He nodded. "Here." She removed his hand and placed a soft rag to the side of his throat. He turned his head away from her and closed his eyes.

"Don't." he hissed, not in pain, but in horror and stepped away from her, placing his hand back over the wound.

"Flash?" She asked concerned.

"Blood." He whispered, eyes down, darkness bubbling up, one hand clamped into a fist at his side.

"You need to control your temper." Batman said, approaching Flash.

Flash looked up and stared at batman, his eyes still red. "I won't have you loosing your temper around the league." He ordered.

Normally Flash would have turned from that gaze, but the darkness that rose, forced his eyes to meet the Dark Avenger's.

'Or what?' he asked through a thought.

"Go to the medic bay." He ordered, ignoring the threat in the thought.

"Fine." He said, ice clear in his voice as was clear in his thought. He turned and walked out, hand still to his throat, blood seeping through in small streams, anger radiating from him.

When he had left Diana and Shayera looked at each other and then at Batman. "We'll take care of him." Diana said. "In case." She added.

They caught up to him as he paced the medical bay, a clean dressing held at his throat, his other hand tensing and relaxing as he tried to fight his way through the blockade of rage before his eyes. They both walked in as he lost his temper and flung a bed up in the air with one hand.

Throwing himself down on one of the other beds, he snarled in further rage. Placing his head in his hand he spoke through a muffled voice.

"Why do I get angry at everything?" he asked. "I'm so hungry, but I know what I want to eat, and I know I can't have it!" he cried. Standing back up, he continued his pacing.

"Wally." He stopped at the sound of Diana's voice. She approached him and laid a hand on his shoulder. "We'll help." She said softly. "We're here for you." She continued, pulling him into a hug.

He felt the rage subside and hugged Diana tightly, feeling like she was his lifeline, and to let go, was to loose it all. He felt the tear spring to his eyes and closed them against the tide.

The next thing he knew was Shayera sitting his on a bed and sharing the hug. The tears fell, but he didn't care. He had his friends, and there was still a chance at a cure.

They stayed like that for several minutes, then Shayera carefully removed the pad and attached a new one, realising that the wound was healing quickly.

Superman found the three of them like that when walked in and smiled at the realisation that Wally was still in there.

When Flash opened his eyes to the hero he saw a small smiled oh his lips. Superman was proud to see a flash of the Wally he knew deep inside those new cold blue eyes.

'Good to see you coming back to us.' Superman thought, knowing Wally would pick up the thoughts. He was instantly rewarded with an answer.

'I missed you guys.' And they both shared a smile.

Well how's it going, I know it's a bit slow, but with college at the moment, I'm having to take it slow.

Reviews please!