Wally sat on the cot in the room he was in. 'How am I going to get out of here?' Wally thought to himself. He ran his fingers through his hair, having discarded the mask knowing his identity had been revealed. Wally lifted his hand to the door and began vibrating. Faster and faster, the young speedster tried to vibrate through the door, but couldn't. 'Why can't I do this? Uncle Barry can do vibrate through walls almost subconsciously.
Kid Flash's thoughts were interrupted when the door slowly opened. "Wally, Wally," came a whisper. "Wally, we're getting out of here."
He recognized the voice as Artemis. "How did you get out of your cell?"
"I'll explain later, right now we need to leave," she was nervous. Wally could tell by the way she was glancing over her shoulder.
Artemis took off running, and Wally followed. 'How does she know where she's going?' Wally thought as he ran behind Artemis, easily keeping up. But he came to an abrupt stop. 'I need answers.'
Wally grabbed Artemis by the shoulders, stopping them in a small corridor, the one that Artemis had hidden her weapon of choice. It was only about ten feet long, and had a dead end. "Artemis, how do you know where we're going?" Wally asked.
"I-I don't," Artemis stuttered. "We need to go!"
"No, not until you tell me how you know where we are."
Artemis sighed," You'll hate me. Even more than you do now." Her head was down as she reached behind her, grabbing the knife she'd hidded in the wall.
Wally stepped forward, causing Artemis to step back. "I don't hate you, Artemis. I love you," he said.
Tears rose to the surface and poured down the blonde girl's face. "No," Artemis mumbled to herself. "No, no, no."
The knife slipped out of her hand, and fell to the floor with an echoing clank. "Artemis?"
Ok, I know this chapter is BEYOND short. But this week as been extremely stressful for me. And with a bunch of projects and taking advanced classes, things get hard. I meant to write more. And I'll try this week. Let me know if you guys like it, or if anyone was OOC. I like to try and write but still have characters still be in…uh….character. Yea…two basketball games in one day, how did I manage to type? So tired.