Kidnapped

"So are we going to see that movie or not?" a nine year old Wally West walked alongside his two Best Friends, a twelve year old Roy Harper and seven year old Richard 'Dick' Grayson, smiling happily to himself about how much fun it was going to be to have them BOTH over for the whole weekend. He smiled brightly but it faded when they turned the corner and saw the Central Rogues robbing the bank. "Uugggg, wait a minute guys I have to go do something," to the two boys amazement Wally didn't disappear in a blur of color he just walked right across the street and pulled on Captain Boomerang's coat with an annoyed face.

"Wha-oh, it's you go away. Can't you see I'm busy," the Australian pushed Wally away and continued to watch as the two youngest rogues carried the money out. Wally sighed with annoyance and kicked Boomerang in the shin making the Aussie cry out. "WHY YOU LITTLE!" Hearing his angry shout Trickster came to investigate only to be welcomed with the sight of his favorite hostage.

"Boomie! It's little West, can we keep him, just for a little while to get Flash off our backs PLEASE." Piper smirked and put the last money bag into the car. "We do have an extra sack Boomer, let James take the kid. It will keep him occupied and you just LOVE beating him up. By the way, how's anger management?" All through the conversation none of them noticed Wally walk away and talk to the newly arrived speedster. "Fine we'll- Hey where did that stupid kid go?"

Wally, Dick, and Roy watched as Flash got the Rogues and escorted them to the police. "Dude, why on Earth did you just walk up to the rogue with more anger issues than Roy and Oliver, combined?" Dick received a smack in the head from an annoyed archer and a laugh from Wally. "I like annoying him and I knew Uncle Barry would be there soon due to the fact he was going home anyway from work. Now can we get to the theater soon, we're going to miss it." He sped off towards the theater…and ran right into a man he had never seen before in Central, and being a speedster you kind of knew everyone in the city. "Oh sorry sir, I didn't see you there." The man just grunted and stalked off, defiantly NOT from around here.

Roy and Dick watched the man suspiciously as they caught up with Wally. For two more blocks they walked…and for two more blocks they had been followed by that same guy. "Come on guys, I know a short cut," Wally directed them into an alley that led to the cross walk on the other side. Half-way through, though, the same man blocked the way they came in. "Just keep walking, he has been following us," at Dick's words Wally turned his head to look. "Idiot why did you look?"

"I was curious," a white van pulled up on the cross walk blocking the exit. "Just great, idiot thugs wanting money. I told you this could happen Dick." Roy positioned himself in front of the two youngest, making sure Dick was between him and Wally. Two more guys got out, "You can do this the easy way or the hard way." When none of the boys made an attempt to run they sprung and pulled Roy away roughly. The other man threw Wally down and grabbed Dick. Wally was back on his feet in an instant and started to punch the man holding Dick knowing Roy already had escaped this captor. In mid punch though Wally was tugged back and held in a head lock a gun pressed to his temple. "Stop fighting or I shoot."

Dick immediately stopped struggling and stared wide eyed at Roy as if pleading him to stop, and he did. "Let him go, we'll come just let him go." The men laughed and grabbed Roy, before he knew it a rag was pressed over his and Dick's face. Roy tried not to breathe in but was punched in the gut and couldn't help NOT to gasp. The unconscious boys were tied up and thrown into the back of the van. Wally was still being held in the head lock. "What do we do with him?"

"Knock him out and take him along, we can't have him snitching," the two other guys got back into the car. The one holding Wally hit the back of his gun to Wally's temple drawing a little blood and knocking the boy out. He tied up Wally and threw him in with the other two. They drove off, passing the Flash as he escorted the cursing Captain Boomerang to the police and they drove right out of Central. "Part one done, now to deliver them to the boss," the driver laughed and the others joined in.

Dick was first to wake-up and cracked his eyes open to seem still unconscious but also so he could observe without being noticed. He saw the bright red hair that was Wally's lying on the floor of… wherever they were now in front of him and felt Roy's breathes beside him. Great, we pulled Wally into this. Maybe we shouldn't have come to Central, but it was safer than Star and Gotham combined with a Hostage/Horror/Mystery/Murder movie. Dick opened his eyes fully now that he was sure that their captors weren't around. That's when he saw the small trail of blood coming from around Wally.

They were tied at the wrists and ankles with duck-tape but no one seemed to be around at the moment. Roy groaned and tried to sit up; he first observed his surrounding and saw he was next to Dick who was staring at…Wally! He wasn't supposed to be there, or bleeding. Finally sitting up the twelve year old tested the hold of his restraints…they were too strong to break. "Roy? How long do you think it will-?"

"Ten minutes, mostly because they have to calm Barry down enough to actually think straight," this actually made Dick give a weak smile before the frown returned to his seven year old face. Getting a better look at Wally it looked like he had woken up before them before being put back out considering he was a speedster it wasn't unlikely. Wally groaned and turned over revealing his face to the other two. Blood came from his temple and he had a black-eye on his right eye. The green orbs fluttered open and had a foggy look to them, "Hey guys, never knew being kidnapped was a normal thing for you."

"Wally, why on Earth are you here? They don't need you!"

"I don't know, but apparently I am expendable to them. It's like Boomerang on steroids when they beat me up. I guess I'm the count-down clock." The nine year old tried to sit up and winced before laying back down, "They figured out my name from my wallet, and they said if the money doesn't come in an hour killing will happen. First me, then Roy, and lastly Dickey." Roy listened to every word and his frown deepened.

Back in Central, Iris, Oliver, and Bruce were trying to wake-up a passed-out Barry Allen from where he fainted on the kitchen floor due to his panic attack when he heard about Wally. "Barry, sweetie, can you hear me?" Iris leaned over his worried; he had never panicked this much before. "Can't one of you two do something?" She glared up at the two men and Oliver rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Well, we could always-"

"No"

"But Bruce, I think it will work," and before either of them could stop the archer he took out an electric arrow and shocked Barry, who was up in an instant. "See, told you it would work," Ollie looked smug and held out his hand for the now conscious speedster to get up. Barry was a little shakey but had enough balance to smack the archer for electrocuting him. "Guess I deserved that, now can we please just go get them. We have already wasted five minutes!"

Richard easily could have gotten out of the duck-tape IF a guard didn't come back in ending his and Roy's dispute on how fast they were going to be rescued. Any normal seven year old would be scared, same with twelve and nine but they weren't normal…okay Wally was scared but he hasn't been kidnapped a lot. Dick, like any seven year old, had a short attention span. Not as short as Wally's but short enough to forget his situation for a while and start messing with his captor. "So, when we get to go home?" The man just glared at the child, "What? I was just wondering because me and my friend and Roy here were just trying to have a sleepover and you kind of ruined it."

Wally just had to glance at Dick to know he was doing what he LOVED to do to the villains, taunt them and annoy them to braking point because he had full confidence Batman would be there. "Maybe this is a sign we shouldn't see the movie Walls. Roy? Anything to share?" Dick turned his head to smile at the red headed archer who just gave him a raised eye-brow. "No? Okay, how about you Walls?" Dick smiled at his bruised friend; he had just opened the gates to the biggest talker in history.

About three minute later the man had had enough of listening to the never ending talker that was this nine year old, they didn't even need him. Wally was in the middle of telling a story about how his friend James loved My Little Pony so much that he actually dressed up like one. "WILL OU SHUT UP! YOU ARE A LITTLE BRAT THAT WE DON'T EVEN NEED! YOU'RE WORTHLESS TO US! SO SHUT IT OR I WILL KILL YOU, YOU BASTARD." Wally's eyes were the size of quarters and painful memories seemed to flash before them. Slowly they moved from the guard to something behind him that relit the mischievous spark. "If James was here he would probably try and think up a pony for you, sir. I don't know any but maybe we can meet up and James can help find you one."

Richard couldn't help but laugh at that and Roy smirked, the kid had guts and he knew exactly what he was doing considering now, if you listened closely, you could hear the police searching the house. "THAT'S IT!" He lifted Wally by the front of his shirt so their noses almost touched. "You need a breath mint, dude." The man growled and pulled his hand back for a punch when the door burst opened and there stood two Central City police officers, a normally angry Oliver Queen, a pissed Bruce Wayne, and a livid Barry Allen. "Put…my kid…down," Barry practically growled and man let go of Wally so he fell to the floor and raised his hands in surrender…then again Barry's glare can do that to a guy. As the police escorted the captor away Barry immediately got the duck-tape off all of them and mother-henning Wally's all-ready healing wounds.

"Don't worry Uncle Barry; the bruise will be gone in an hour at most." Barry just hugged his nephew and Dick smiled and looked up at his mentor, "Can we come back over next week? No wait! Wally and Roy should come to the manor or we could go to Ollie's house." Bruce just sighed and looked to his other blond friend who gave him a look that said "NO! THEY ARE NOT COMING INTO MY HOUSE EVER!" Turning to his ward he said, "You can go to Roy's next weekend."

"WHAT!"

"YAY thanks Tati!"

"Bruce, I will not-"

"Shut up, Oliver. You're the one that said Central was safe and I didn't need the tracker."

A/N: HAHAHAHAHA. Brucey you are so mean to Ollie sometimes but I guess that's fine because I am too because I make you mean to him. Well REVIEW! And get ready for part 2 of Arrows vs. Flashes vs. Bats because it is almost done…and I am mad by the votes of who should win but I'll get over it. REVIEW! 5 new reviews on ANY SHORT STORY and I will post part 2…when I count them.