Dear Mobileholmes, I'm actually writing Bugsy Siegel out of what I learned from the comic, Vigilante: City Lights, Prarie Justice.

Warnings: Uhhh, I think violence? I don't know how to describe it. Please enjoy~

It had already been two days since Wally's sudden entrance in the cave, and still none of them had awoken. Vigilante was the worst of the both of them, with various cuts, both arms broken, his left leg was also broken, his right ankle was twisted, more than seven broken ribs, a concussion, and a lot of burns. Wally had a broken arm, also with various cuts, one broken rib, one large cut on his head, and burn marks too. Unfortunately, none of them had awoken again after they arrived, leaving all of the adults baffled at their state.

Batman, Martian Manhunter, and Flash were the ones taking care of the two, and neither of them really knew what to do. They knew how to treat both of them, seeing that Vigilante was human and used the normal medicine, and they were already used to treating speedsters. What they didn't know what to do was with Wally. It had already been two days, his injuries weren't that severe, and he was still unconscious.

Batman had been trying to find out where the two were when they got the injuries, but he just couldn't. Vigilante lived in a dessert in Las Vegas, which he had already visited before, and he tried to look for explosions close to him, and none were found. He even looked in the whole state, and even insorrounding states, but nothing. No reports of explosions, fires, anything.

Right now Robin was visiting Wally, even if he was looking for more information on Dany's were-abouts. Since Wally arrived at the cave, he had been working harder to find her, just to make Wally happy again. Suddenly, Wally bolted up right, screaming out "VIG!" Robin jumped out of his seat, delicately pushing the older boy down to not hurt him, while Wally just breathed fast with wide, scared eyes.

"Waly, calm down!" He yelled over Wally's own screams.

Wally stopped screaming, finally taking in where he was. He was panting because of both the nightmare and his yelling, finally noticing that Robin was also worried about him.

"R-rob?" He asked.

Robin nodded, his hands still on Wally's shoulder to keep him down if needed. "Yeah, Wally it's me. You don't need to worry, you're in the infirmary." He told Wally, trying to make him calm down.

Wally looked around the room, then gulped, a name choking on his lips. "I-is V-vig okay?" He stuttered, eyes wide with fear.

Robin nodded, then proceeded to retell what had happened. "Yeah, Walls. After you suddenly appeared with Vigilante, Nightwing took him to the infirmary, and me and Aqualad took you. What, exactly, happened to you two?" He asked.

Wally only shook his head, then tried to get up. "I-I have to see him. Is he okay? What are the injuries?" He asked, only to struggle with Robin, who wasn't letting him get up.

"Wally, shut up, you need to rest." He commanded, then yelped when the older boy used his speed to throw him on the bed and get up. "What the heck, Walls?" He exclaimed.

But, Wally wasn't paying attention. He sped over to the bed next to his, which was the one where they were keeping Vigilante. What he saw made Wally gasp in shock. Many IV's were connected to the man's body, with a heart monitor at his side, showing his hearbeat was slow but okay, he had casts on both his arms, his leg, many bandages, and more. Wally felt tears prick at his eyes because of guilt, and felt someone's hand on his shoulder.

"Wally, it wasn't your fault." Robin said, voice filled with understanding.

But, Wally didn't want to be understood. He wanted Vigilante to be awake right now, and him on the bed. Vigilante wasn't supposed to have gotten hurt. If anyone deserved to be in a bed, it was supposed to be him. He was the one that made his sister run away. He didn't deserve anything he had. Not his powers, not the friendship's or team he had, nothing. Well, once he thought of it, he did kind of deserve the parents he had now, seeing that all they did was ignore him and mope all day.

He shook his head, squeezing his eyes to not let the tears fall. "Wrong, Rob. It was my fault." He said, looking down at the body of his best friend. In those short days, he had managed to gain a new father figure, and he was almost dead because Wally wasn't fast enough. "I-I have to go." He said, voice cracking, then ran out of the infirmary, Robin yelling after him.

He ran straight through the living room, which held the whole team and Batman, and they were being chewed out by him, and into the hangar. On the left, Speedy was looking at him from withing his stable, green eyes looking as if he knew what Wally was going through.

"Wally, what's going on?" Speedy asked, then dropped his head to open the stall. He trotted out, next to Wally, then cuddled his face against Wally's.

Wally smiled sadly at the gesture, then raised his right hand to pet the horse. "I'm a huge ass failure,my parents don't want me anymore, and Vigilante is almost dead... Oh! Don't forget I made my sister hate me and my whole team hate me."

Speedy seemed to frown at his words, then bit Wally by the back of his shirt and threw him on his back. Speedy was a big horse, made in a facility that used animals to try to take down heroes. He was specifically made to take down the Flash. He had metallic armor on, a cyborg eye, and he was muscled. It was no surprise that he could pick Wally up and throw him.

He took off running at the speed of sound, bursting straight through the wall of the hangar, and running to God know's where. "SPEEDY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!" Wally yelled, holding on to Speedy's neck. Even if he didn't want this to happen, and he was all sad and depressed, he couldn't help but think that now he knew how Dany felt when this happened.

"I'm going to take you to your sister, so you can finally see that she's happy and you don't need to feel so bad." Speedy said, then cut down the telepathic link.

Wally's eyes widened at the news, then yelled, "WHAT THE HELL! YOU KNOW WHERE SHE IS!" He yelled, even if he knew that he wouldn't be answered. Speedy just continued running, ignoring the boy on his back. He was going to show them his partner was happy for once and for all, and they were going to stop their pitiful moping. The Flash was already getting on his nerves, but he partly blamed that on his programming.

Before long, Wally and Speedy were speeding down the streets of Las Vegas, leaving the people they passed baffled at what they saw. A black, grey, yellow, and red blur then nothing. That's how fast they were going. Then, they arrived on the roof of a warehouse, Wally almost falling forward because he wasn't expecting it.

"Stupid hyperactive pony." He muttered under his breath, sliding off of Speedy's back and looking around. It was already dark, with only the night people walking around, and he didn't really like what he saw. A woman and a man on the floor, looking like they were eating each other's faces, a man injecting himself to the side, and a lot more.

Speedy nudged his back with his nose, and Wally turned to look at the window. Inside, a tall girl with blonde hair was smiling and laughing with a dark skinned boy, a man wearing a mask, and...

"No." He breathed, eyes wide at what he saw. Dany was in there, wearing very revealing clothes, smiling and laughing with the three others. He took a step back, trying to tell himself it wasn't her.

"That's Dany." Speedy finally opened the link, to tell him this. His green eyes were giving him sad looks, feeling the emotions rolling off of Wally.

"No, no, no, NO!" He yelled, and with each word he took a step back, getting closer to the edge.

"Wally, please be careful!" Speedy yelled out, but Wally wouldn't snap out.

"THIS CAN'T BE!" Wally yelled, taking another step.

"Wally, look out!" Speedy yelled, but it was too late.

"AAAHHH!" Wally yelled as he fell back, his arms and legs flailing, falling to the floor.

"WALLY!" Speedy yelled, running to the edge only to close his eyes as Wally impacted. He opened his eyes, they were shining with sadness and regret, only to see the boy not moving. "Wally?" He asked quietly, but he couldn't move. His hooves were glued to the spot, and so were his eyes.

I know that I haven't updated in a while, but Saturday was hectic for me, and Sunday I was dragged around with my best friend. The gang that Deshawn belongs to is the Bloods, and I love all of you for reviewing.

Three reviews and I shall update tomorrow!