Title – Disturbed
Disclaimer – I do not own the Justice League… DC Comics do.
Summary – Wally West, current Flash wakes up in a Mental Hospital and can't figure out how he got there until the flash backs start.
Rating – T
Author's Note – So of course all of my reviewers have my humble thank you's! and on another note I think you guys should listen to this song, The Ballad of Barry Allen… I am not sure who it is by but you can find tons of this song on youtube. Go watch it! It is an awesome song!
Sure everyone has felt betrayed and confused one time or another, but for Wally West he really did not think that this moment would happen. At least… not here, not when he needed them the most, not when he was breaking and barely hanging on to his shred of sanity.
He was baffled and scared, abused and battered mentally. Last night he knew he was falling into insanity from his dreams. A few patients took his hand when he was falling into that atrocious pit of blackness but with pleasure there comes pain.
Was he hallucinating? How could he possibly know what goes on in Superman's head? What was going on? That was where the confusion came in.
Last night his dreams of Superman's home planet being blown up, his son being left to die… which if he can remember right was an image implanted in Clark's brain… and if that is so then how did he get a hold of it which leads to another confusing memory of Clark beating Kara to a bloody pulp. Just what the hell was going on?
God he wished he had parents, they could take care of him… sadly they had passed away years ago in an accident leaving his Uncle Barry and Aunt Iris to take him in. but Uncle Barry had passed away of course fighting crime. Uncle Barry's death hit Wally hard; he was his mentor, his friend, and his father. But for Aunt Iris he was strong and helped her out as best as he could. Aunt Iris was pregnant with Bart at the time of Uncle Barry's death, she was distraught but for the love of her child and Wally she kept her chin up and lived on until Wally and his cousin were ready to live their lives, shortly she passed away. Many believe she was only living for her children and then she too joined her beloved Barry.
Wally was always there to help and take care of the Bart and his Aunt, but the pain of loosing their adored Barry hit them very hard. A part of Iris died and Wally suppressed his memories so well that he was able to go on with his life. Bart never knew his hero of a father, but he has heard so much about him.
Wally lost contact with Bart, he was off being Kid Flash, last he heard. Besides, he really didn't want him to see him like this, not confused and lost left to fend for himself in this hell hole.
In fact when Wally was thirteen he joined the Teen Titans and became best friends with Dick Grayson. During those years as a Titan Wally was rarely home, he went to school during the week and helped his aunt out around the house then come Friday and he was off.
Once he was old enough he took the mantle as Flash instead of Kid Flash and went off to college in Central City, leaving it's sister town Keystone City behind with his family. By the time he was nineteen he had already landed a college student level job at the police criminal analyst department. It paid well, just not as well as the real agents.
At the age of twenty Wally was a part of the Justice League as a founding member and that was his biggest achievement. Not only was he part of the Justice League but he also gained a new family; Clark, Diana, Bruce, J'on, John, and Shayera. Now his 'family' are a bunch of mental patients.
Knock, Knock!
Wally sat up slowly when the door was opened, "Mr. West your first appointment with Dr. Weston is now."
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"That is pretty much all I can remember of the dream." Wally was sitting in a chair across from the Dr.'s desk and told him all about his dream, only he made it seem like it was his world that was destroyed and it was him who was beating up a dear friend.
"It sounds to me like it is your conscience eating away at you." Dr. Weston wrote something on a pad of paper and then looked up, "Have you ever been on drugs Wallace?"
"No. I smoked weed a few times but… not since I was nineteen."
"Do you drink?"
Again Wally shook his head, "Not really, when I do it is only a few cups."
"You work at the police station that could play a huge factor in these visions. Or perhaps these are suppressed memories."
His red head shot up, "Go back to suppressed memories… what would that mean?"
"Well on your history your parents have passed away when you were an infant, your Aunt and Uncle took you in but then your Uncle Barry died also. You were left with such a heavy burden to care for the ones you love even after loosing your parents also. Shortly after, your aunt too passed away. And I do believe now all of these traumas are catching up to you, causing your hallucinations and dreams." Dr. Weston reached into his desk and brought out another piece of paper as he began scribbling away.
"I never thought of that… my parents death bothered me and all but I never knew them so it didn't hurt as much, but… yeah my Uncle was my best friend, and to have my Aunt go too that was really hard." He was talking to himself for the most part since the doctor was digging through his desk.
"Wallace I am going to prescribe these pills to you, they will help you sleep and take away the dreams and hallucinations. Take this notice to the nurse's station so she can get you on the pills right away, only once a day though, for sleep time only."
Wally stood up and took the paper, it felt awkward in his hands. Never in his life has he resorted to psychiatric medication. He rarely ever took something as simple as … Tylenol. His high metabolism always kept him sane and usually out of pain.
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After Wally left the prescription at the nurse's station he took a stroll down to some picnic area outside, of course it was surrounded by security fences and anyone planning on escaping was asking for chunks to be missing from their flesh. This place truly held a gruesome back story…. Especially as Wally strolled down to a lone tree were none of the patients occupied, he could see the hospital's sister. Gotham's most notorious, Arkham Asylum. God that place was so spin-chilling. Just by looking at it Wally got chills, sure it was miles away in fact it was on it's own island now, where this building lay, was where Arkham Asylum used to lay. Maybe this place is haunted who knew….
Wally lay down and looked up at the tree covering him, it was a nice quiet tree, a bit eerie but it was calm enough, and if he looked carefully he could see through its dark branches and leaves and see the blue sky that was once beautiful to him, now all he can see is freedom. Somewhere up there in that big blue sky was a huge vast watchtower up in space, keeping tabs on him. He knew it, could feel it. Whenever their team mates were down they sent them either to the sick bay or home depending on the condition, either way they always monitored them.
One could hope they were thinking about taking him home soon….
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John Stewart was usually a quiet man by nature, but when he became part of the League he had to learn how to open up and speak to other people, not just for orders but for help and guidance also. It seemed strange that his best friend in this Justice League would be Wally West, the fastest man alive who can talk just as fast. Not to mention eat just as fast.
He sighed and rotated his position on his bed. Usually in his room up in the Watchtower he had an artificial picture implanted on the window to make it seem like he was at home on earth, but tonight he wanted to watch the earth rotate, it reminded him that his best friend was down there somewhere healing mentally.
They finally decided to send him down to earth in a hospital because of the breaking point at his cousin's house. But before they sent him down there was what really opened John's mind to Wally's condition. It was still fresh in his mind like an infected wound begging to be tended too and wrapped. But still the screams and yells were fresh in his mind.
That night Shayera and John were up in the monitoring area talking to Mr. Terrific when J'ohn summoned all five of the founding members to the sick bay.
They ran as fast as they could to the room they knew were to go. They could already hear the yelling and pounding on the walls. Fear fell to the pit of their stomachs. When John and Shayera rounded the corner leading straight into their young friend's room they stopped in shock. J'ohn was pulling out sorts of shots and going through them, Diana and Superman standing on the sidelines just as John and Shayera were. John moved in closer so he could actually see inside of the room and gasped. Batman was inside on his knees holding up a frantic red head. Wally was yelling at the top of his lungs scratching and clawing at Batman's face, blood was everywhere from the cuts on Wally's body, everywhere his wrists, thighs, face, and stomach. Only certain words could be heard like, "Get out of my head!" "Let me go!" and "All dead!" He was fidgeting and fighting crying at the top of his lungs. Diana and Shayera migrated to stay near a stunned Superman. But John needed to help his friend.
He leaped into the room and carefully took the youngest member of the founding seven's hands and urgently began speaking. "Wally! Wally listen to me it's John! You need to come out of it buddy, please."
Batman had the speedster on his lap, trying desperately to hold his arms down but once in awhile Wally's fists escaped and pummeled on his face.
"No! No! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry please! STAY AWAY!!" Wally screamed as he saw J'ohn appear with a syringe. Fresh tears pooled down his cheeks as he struggled to get away but John and Bruce held on tightly as J'ohn administered the sedative.
Wally's shrill cries finally subsided into almost silent sobs as he finally relaxed into Bruce's lap. He carefully cradled his head and softly stroked his hair calming him down. Diana finally came into the room with Superman and Shayera, they brought him a few wet warm towels to help wipe off the blood on him. Together, they sat with him and told him how he was going to be okay, they promised him. They sat like that for hours as their young friend lay on the floor silently crying until he passed out from exhaustion. The pain of sending him away was horrible, but it had to be done. He wasn't doing any better up here in space, they decided to send him to his cousin's home, Bart. Although he was much younger, he would be able to give him some familiarity.
When he was on earth he was always blacking out, but he never burst into crazy fits like this, no only in space. It was the hardest choice they had to make, and as they sat around him on the floor, Diana and Shayera crying holding onto his left hand John too began to tear up. The big blue boy scout was already wiping away tears and ever stoic J'ohn was even there on the floor wiping away dried blood. Batman was still stroking the soft red hair, it truly was a hard moment for them, to see their usually bright and cheerful friend in this state. Harder then they imagined.
But still they sat with him and comforted him.
"Get well soon Hot Shot." John whispered towards his window as his vision was looking directly at earth.
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A huge explosion made Wally bounce right back up. But when he looked out over the ocean towards Arkham Asylum, he was no longer there, he was on a strange barren world with grand buildings with no doors on the ground, and everything was way up high miles up. In order to get to the entrance one would either have to fly or… well fly.
He was no longer on his little grass spot under the birch tree, now he was on top of a huge sandy hill overlooking a huge battle. Many birds flew by with… weapons? Birds?! No Thanagarians!
Wally stood up, "Shayera?!" He ran down to a safer spot away from the battle and hid behind a small wall when he looked over a small red headed child was staring at another view of a battle. The girl had bright red hair and small wings and she was clutching tightly to a Hawk doll. Her eyes were huge and tears were there but not falling. Wally averted his gaze and up ahead was a blonde haired man with the same Hawk mask Hawkgirl used to wear and in a vicious battle with some aliens. The Hawk Man was starting to falter especially when his gaze fell upon the little girl.
"Shayera!" He shouted and shoved the alien off of him, "Get out of here!"
Wally looked down, this little girl was Shayera…
"Shayera!" A female's voice shouted. Wally looked up and saw an almost identical Hawkgirl, only this woman had longer red hair and was older, but still beautiful. She ran to her little girl, "Shayera please let's leave!"
"No Momma Daddy needs us!" The little girl pointed to the man fighting. The older woman clutched Shayera closer to her chest and began to turn away.
How was it that nobody could see him? Another vision? A dream? A memory? What is this?
Just when he began to get lost in his own memories a shrill scream broke out. Shayera, in her mother's arms began screaming and tears flooded down her small cheeks. Wally turned around fast and sure enough her father's head had been cut clean off of his body. the blood spraying dangerously close to Shayera and her mother. The mother knew from the scream her daughter made, she knew her husband was dead. She tucked Shayera under her wings and ran as fast as she could away from the scene.
As the two ran away Wally stared in shock, there really was a lot of his friends he didn't know… but again, before he could linger on his thoughts the scene began to change. He was back on the watchtower.
Happily he ran around the corner ready to jump into arms and hug them senseless, that was until he saw Shayera standing behind a corner watching… John and Mari.
"Shay? Shay what are you doing?" He asked but she never answered, still she continued to stare.
They were talking but neither of them could hear what was said but then John leant over and kissed Mari hugging her close to him.
The red haired woman quickly turned around and cupped her face as fresh tears began to fall. She slid to the floor and tried to compose herself but it didn't work. And all Wally could do was stand there helplessly watching her cry.
"I... I thought you met our son in the future John?" She whispered quietly, but Wally heard. Son? Future? He knew John went to the future with Batman and Diana… but… he didn't mention anything about a son.
If he met their son in the future then… why John? Just… why hurt Shayera? He never liked Mari much, she was too clingy…
He shut his eyes in wonder but when he opened them he was staring up at a big blue sky with that same birch tree. He sat up quickly and looked around.
"Shayera?!" He called but realized where he was… shouting to nothing can lead to dangerous shots and solitary rooms. He stood up and rubbed his face until he felt like his cheeks were raw. Just what the hell was going on?! Was he really insane?!
First the destruction of Superman's home planet and now the horrible death of how Shayera's father died. Right in front of her… how awful. And then to see her love with another woman like that.
Wally ran as fast as he could up to the main doors, he needed to talk to someone right now. This was unusual, but ever since his speed force has died his lungs have begun to burn as he ran to the building. This was horrible, like being tortured!
He flung the doors open and shoved a shaky man out of the way, the only thing he did was cower in the corner and shake some more, Wally would have felt guilty if not for the shaky feeling he felt within himself and the tingling of his nerves and that awful sick feeling he felt, like knowing an awful dread was going to hit any minute.
"Please I need to make a phone call!" Wally cried desperately to the nurse's station. He was breathing hard, something he rarely did.
One pretty, young nurse nodded and politely asked for the number. Wally gave it and ran over to the booth that would connect him into the real world.
"Master Wayne's phone how can I help you?" An English man politely said into the phone.
"Alfred I need to speak with Bruce please it's urgent!"
"Oh my word! May I ask who is calling?"
"It's me Alfred, Wally West."
"Oh Master Wallace, please hold. I do hope you are doing well."
"Thanks Alfred." Now he was starting to calm down. Especially when that gruff voice came on the phone, even if it was terrifying, to a villain maybe but not to friends.
"Wally, how are you?" Bruce spoke softly, slowly into the phone.
"Bruce … I need to see you, I need to speak to you, you are the closest one to me and I don't want to hassle the others of a long distance phone call ha." He teased leaning back in the chair of the phone booth.
"Wally what's wrong?"
"I've been …. Well can I just explain everything to you in person? It's complicated I just… I'm a little freaked out right now and I needed somebody to talk to. Did you know they make you shave in front of people? Better not go bald beneath if you know what I mean." Wally was speaking abnormally fast and switching subjects to try and calm himself down.
"Wally, calm down. I will be there in the morning, first thing, but you need to calm down first."
"Okay, I'm sorry. Really? That's great Bruce!"
"How are you there?" Bruce started slowly.
"You mean besides being pumped up with drugs and being forced to take showers with strange men? Great!" He said sarcastically.
"Wally, do you realize that this is the most you've spoken coherently in almost four months?"
"Four… four months?"
"Yes, it's been hard on us all, you slowly drifted away, I'll explain everything tomorrow. But look Wally I have to go now, I will speak with you first thing in the morning, but it is good to hear from you. I'm really glad to see you are doing well."
"Alright, looking forward to seeing you tomorrow, bye." Wally hung up the phone and felt almost completely better.
"Mr. West it is time for you medication." The same nurse that rung in the number came over to him. Wally smiled and gladly took his meds, because tomorrow meant he could have a visitor!
Almost immediately he began to feel a bit woozy, slowly he made it to his room and fell on the bed. His head plopped down and he closed his eyes falling into a deep slumber.
Well I have been under a great amount of pressure lately so that is why my updates have been seldom. I do hope you enjoy this chapter though, and how exciting we get to see the Great Batman help Wally! That's something you don't see everyday! Perhaps read… but oh yeah you are reading okay never mind haha…. Anyways… I will begin the next chapter tomorrow if I am not too over whelmed with work again. Please review my lovely readers you guys make me so happy!