The suit looked stunning. That's the only word I can use to describe it as I pull the cowl over my head, now covering the top of my head instead of leaving my hair out. The liquid armor Bruce had added per my request made it feel like I was blanketed in water constantly, except for when I was hit because it solidified, that made it feel more like I was wearing flexible metal. I stand there admiring myself in the mirror for a few more seconds before I hear Bart's impatient knocks.
"What's taking you so long? Nightwing said you'd be out in a minute. That was fifteen minutes ago," God damn it Dick! Leave it to you.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," I reply leaving the room, "But I need to grab something to eat before we leave for the night. Can't patrol on an empty stomach can I?"
"Yay ya ya, just make it fast, and why does Nightwing have to come along? Doesn't he have his own city? I don't want to have to wait for him," Bart questions.
"Because, I want to make sure Wally doesn't kill anyone. Also, I don't want to miss his first time as The Flash. That's a big moment for him and I want to be there," Nightwing says walking up behind Bart.
Bart nearly jumps out of his skin. I race past both of them towards the mountains kitchen. Grabbing the carton of milk, a box of cereal, and the specifically designated Wally bowl and spoon from my bag, I quickly eat the rest of the box and then run to the zeta tubes. The other two heroes walk towards me as I start tapping my foot impatiently.
"What took you so long?" I ask Bart mockingly.
Bart scowls at me and I walk into the tube, Nightwing and Impulse following suit. We arrive in an alley near the Police Station. I run up the side of the building to my left, Bart beside me. Nightwing grapples up a few second later. We continue across the rooftops for about an hour occasionally stopping to talk or break up a fight. Just as we tie up a thief who had attempted to run from the two fastest people alive and their trusty bird, Nightwing gets an alert on his wrist mounted computer-which he has tuned to the Central City police scanner-that there is a hostage situation in progress.
"Finally some action!" Bart yells taking off.
"Wait up! Nightwing doesn't have super speed!" I yell but my words are lost in the night.
I pick up Nightwing bridal style and take off, "Sorry about this Dick, but can't let the kid have all the fun," He laughs in response.
Arriving at the scene I skid to a stop next to Captain Frye. He glances over in shock and raises his gun. I set Nightwing down and put my hands up, "Don't shoot! I'm only here to help," I hurriedly say.
He slowly lowers his gun, "Who are you? And where's Flash?" Frye questions.
Impulse runs up beside me observing the conversation, "I am Flash, just not the one you know," I reply.
"Oh no, don't tell me you're from another alternate world. That's all we need," He says.
"No, I'm just the new guy, not from an alternate world," I respond, "Now, if you'll kindly fill us in, we can get this whole mess sorted out."
"Well, it's an unusual situation. The Rouges seem to have gotten cocky without a hero around, and they brought the whole team out to play. They were in the middle of a heist when we showed up. Now they are holed up in there, waiting for something to happen. Oh, they brought a new guy with them too. Think his name is Abra Kadabra."
Shit, a new guy means he's unpredictable. We have to be careful, "Make sure your guys don't do anything stupid, we'll get the place secured," I say.
Nightwing grapples to the bank roof, entering the building from there. I run to the back door to find it barricaded. Deciding to take Nightwing's route, I run up the building side, Impulse remains behind to provide crowd control and give us updates on the situation. As I enter the bank I hear a grunt as Nightwing narrowly dodges an ice blast. For once the bird was the one to break our cover. I vault the balcony and charge forward, slamming my reinforced arm into Cold's face.
"Fuck Flash, ya could have gave me a warning ya know?" He says holding his face.
I swiftly kick him in the face and zoom over to Captain Boomerang. He throws a boomerang my way but I easily dodge it. His legs give out as my fist connects with his face. I spin around only to get blown back. Nightwing is slammed into a wall. Pied Piper is standing with another shockwave grenade in his hand.
"You both are going to let us go, right now. If you don't, there will be casualties. Unneeded ones," Piper says.
I activate the stun feature on my gloves and charge forward, sliding into him. He starts to fall on me and I punch him as fast and hard as possible, sending 50,000 volts into his stomach. Pushing him off of me, I see Nightwing dive forward as Abra Kadabra pulls the trigger on his gun. His hostage's body crumples. I run forward and kick his legs in at an unnatural angle, causing him to cry out in pain. Nightwing starts to run over but he's too late. I lift my arm and shove the elbow spike into his neck.
I pull the spike out and he collapses onto the floor, "You kill in my city, you get killed."
"Wal-Flash! What the fuck is wrong with you! He is still human!" Nightwing yells.
Trickster just stares at me. I glance at him and he sits down. Bart runs in to see what's going on, and he stops seeing Kadabra's body.
"What happ-" Bart begins but I cut him off.
"He killed a man, so I killed him. It's simple," I reply walking away.
"Batman will hear about this Flash!" Nightwing yells after me.
"What's the worst he'll do? Give me a stern talking to? If I need to I can fight him. I'd win too. He thinks he has a contingency for everything, but he doesn't take into account some people might be holding back," I yell.
Me and Bart leave the bank and I give the signal that it's clear to move in. Frye leads them into the bank. We run towards the apartment I purchased outside Central. I enter through the window and flop onto the couch. Pulling the cowl down I look at Bart. He sits down next to me.
"Did you really mean that before? You'd fight Batman?" He asks.
"Yes I would, don't you think it's time for him to be put in his place? He thinks he could take down any of us, but he won't even kill. The Joker has killed thousands of people, yet Batman just keeps locking him up only for him to break back out within the month. Someone has to stand up to that man," I finish.
"I guess," He replies.
"If I needed your help during that fight would you step in?" I ask.
"Of course, without a doubt," Bart says.
I chuckle at how fast he responded, "Good. Now, if you want to you can stay here for the night. Just call Iris. You can have the bed, I'll stay out here on the couch."
He grabs the house phone on the wall and quickly dials the familiar phone number, after a second she picks up, "Hey, Iris. I'm going to be staying with Wally tonight, alright?" After a second he hangs up.
"Guess that means you can?" I ask and he nods, "Well, go change and we'll watch a movie or something. Maybe play a board game?" He rushes to the bathroom and in a minute is back out. I turn the TV on.
"What do you want to watch?" I ask.
"Let's watch something with Jason Statham. How about Crank?" He replies.
"Sure, bud," I turn Netflix on and search for it.
As the credits roll I look down on the younger speedster, curled up to me and passed out. I pick him up and bring him into my room, setting him down on the bed and throwing the covers over him. Flopping down on the couch again I turn the TV off. How am I going to convince Dick that Batman is wrong about the kill rule? He was raised with that mindset. At least I can convince Bart, I think to myself. I flip onto my stomach and decide to sleep on that.
A/N: Okay, sorry for not updating sooner! I know it's only been like five days but I've had people not update for years. Also, if it seems like Wally got over his torture to fast just let me tell you, he isn't over it. He's just really good at hiding his emotions. Please review!