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Mount Justice

October 23, 17:21

Wally plopped down in the seat across from Black Canary, popcorn bowl in hand. Yes, it was obnoxious and immature, but he was starting to like acting like that again. Besides, who would turn up an opportunity for free popcorn?

"So, Wally, would you like to talk about your experiences in the simulation?"

"Not really. I've already had this therapy session, I'm not quite sure why I need to do it again." he replied.

"The members of the Justice League have decided-"

"They've decided what? That I'm not intelligent enough to do these things on my own? I may be trapped in a 15 year old body, but I am a 20 year old man. I can make my own decisions in life."

Black Canary seemed to be struggling to respond to this, so Wally wasn't surprised when she deflected the statement. "Can you tell me the details about the other simulation? The first one?"

Wally sighed. "You really want me to bring this up again? I've been over it for five years"

"Fine. What about this time around. What was different?" she asked.

"This time was worse." he said. "The last one was an accident gone wrong. This time the simulation was designed with malicious intent."

"I understand you were the last one to... die. What was that like?"

He hesitated for a moment. "I was guilty and alone. It wasn't a new feeling."

"Alone? Wally, you are surrounded by friends and family that care about you."

He shook his head. "No, I'm surrounded by people that I used to know. On the surface they're the same, but deep down these aren't the same people I spent the last five years with."

"Can you give me an example?"

"Artemis. Ni-I mean Robin. M'Gann. Superboy. Flash. Five years can change a lot."

"Artemis was the first person you said. Why was that?"

"We lived together. She was gone for months, and the day after she finally came home, we got separated again. When everything was over and done, I was going to ask her to marry me."

"Earlier, you said that you felt guilty. Why?"

"Everything that goes wrong in this timeline, everyone that gets hurt, every plan that gets messed up, it's my fault. I was the only change. If someone dies, if that-that thing happens, it is somehow my fault."

"You seem very hard on yourself. Wh-"

He jumped to his feet. "Yes, I'm hard on myself! It's because I screw up everything! I screwed up that experiment when I was 12, I screwed up my family, I screwed up God knows how many missions because I can't run without tripping or slipping or bumping into someone! I can't even run in a fucking circle without getting myself killed!" he looked at the ceiling "So when I got a second chance, I decided not to let the team down again. I got faster, less clumsy. I promised myself that I wouldn't screw things up anymore. And in that simulation, I thought that I had broken that promise. Even afterward, we were only in there because I couldn't handle the training simulation."

"You don't have to put that kind of pressure on yourself, Wally." Black Canary said.

"The worst part is that I can't go home. Things had finally gotten better, and then it was just gone."

Wally left as soon as he could. He was really sick of being treated like a child again. Still, he couldn't deny that it felt good to get everything of his chest.

A/N: Sorry its short, and filler, but I wanted to get a chapter up fairly quickly. I promise stuff will happen in the next chapter.