Kid Flash decided to head to the Hall of Justice first. That would be the most likely place for everyone to gather, right? Unless they were at the Watchtower. But Wally would have to go to the 'Tower anyway, so it was obviously the best choice. "And I better hurry too," Wally murmured as his stomach growled. He suddenly stopped as he passed New York. Why was it so… trashed?

"And an even better question: where the heck did that huge tower come from?!" he nearly shrieked as he stared at Avengers' Tower. Not that he knew that, of course. "How long was I gone?" With no better way to check the date, Wally sped towards the nearest newsstand.

Tony stared at the mess that was a bunch of SHIELD agents. He slowly descended into the chaos, landing next to what looked like a much frazzled Maria Ross.

"What happened here?" the inventor demanded/asked.

"We aren't completely sure…" she replied uncertainly. She answered her ear-comm-thingy before Tony could comment. "Yes… No, we don't know where… Yes… He's right here… I'll tell him… Yes, Sir." Ross turned back to the man in the suit. "Fury wants you and the Avengers to gather at the Helicarrier for a briefing."

"What—"

"I don't know. But the Director sounded angry."

"Logan, Ororo. I need you to collect a young man. He is currently in New York, in Manhattan." Logan grunted.

"Another mutant?"

"No. His energy signature did not read mutant. But he is… strange. I would like to speak with him. I would go right now, before he leaves again."

Storm spoke up. "What does he look like?"

Professor Xavier smiled. "He has red hair, and is wearing red and yellow. I think you will know him when you see him."

Logan grunted again. "Come on, Storm. "

"No, no, NO!" Nightwing growled and slammed his hands against his keyboard that was connected to the computer of his frustrations. He sighed and realized that he almost broke his computer… again. Wally had been missing for just over a week, and in that time, he had almost broken the computer tower, screen, and keyboard a total of 9 times. Nightwing slowly scooted the chair closer to the screen, once more hoping to find what the energy signal was that they picked up in the Arctic.

He felt a slight breeze as Barry entered the room.

"Hello, Barry," he said as he stared at the screen.

"Anything new, Dick?" Barry asked hopefully. Dick sighed again.

"No, only dead-end after dead-end," he said as he resisted the urge to punch the computer screen. Dick scooted over as Barry looked closer at the screen.

"Hmmm… The energy spike…" He gasped softly. Dick looked at the blond speedster sharply, his Bat-trained instincts noting the color draining from his face. He asked:

"What is it?" He could tell that Barry was panicking when he started to hyperventilate and vibrate. "Barry…?" Dick's voice rose as he tried to get the speedster's attention. "Barry! Stop it! You'll break my computer!" THAT stopped him. "What is it…?" Dick asked quietly.

Barry, panicked, accidentally answered in "Speederish", also known as gibberish.

"—!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Slow down, Barry! I'm used to Wally, and even I couldn't understand that!"

Barry took a deep breath and slowed down to an understandable pace.

"The energy signal… I think I've seen it before." Dick didn't understand.

"Elaborate please." He took another deep breath.

"Wally… I think… IthinkheenteredtheSpeedForce!"

"The heck!?"

Wally was shocked. What other reaction when you not only have traveled back in time six years, but there was an alien invasion… A week ago!

Wally obviously didn't remember any 'Chitauri' invasion when he was sixteen, so there were only two explanations:

He was crazy, and was now in a mental hospital, with the strait jacket and the padded room, and everything.

OR…

He was in a different dimension.

Wally really hoped it was the second option. That would really suck if he was crazy.

CRASH! BOOM!

"HA! YA MISSED ME!"

Wally looked to the end of the alley where he saw a red-blue-dressed-man swinging on a string and being chased by a robot. Wait… What?!

SNAP!

The robot swung its arm forward in attempt to murder the swinging-man. He missed and hit the string instead. Wally reacted without thinking and caught the swinging-man, running down the street away from the mad-killing-robot.

Kid Flash stopped down the street, and the red-swinging-man stumbled out of his arms.

"Dude!" he slurred, "Wha' wuz tha'?" Wally shrugged.

"Ahh… It takes some getting used to. It was just me running." He was already distracted by his thoughts on his speed. Mostly: Why did I go so fast so easily?

Spiderman looked at the… er… yellow-man? Bolt? in confusion. He had never seen the guy before. And why did he catch him?

"Uh… Who are you? What do you want?" Yellow-man frowned.

"Hmm… Guess that proves my theory. If this was a made-up world in my head, you'd definitely know who I was!" He laughed. Spiderman was still confused.

"What theory? Why would I know you?" he asked suspiciously. Yellow stopped laughing and pointed.

"Uhh… Weren't you fighting a giant-mad-killing-robot?" Spiderman turned around and swore. In his head. Spiderman swore in his head because Spiderman is a superhero, and superheroes don't swear. He had temporarily forgotten the robot in the Mystery of the Yellow-Man!

"Stay here." And he shot his web and started climbing the robot. (Who, by this time, was almost down the street.)

Wally was not always the best at following orders. So when the Spider (Wally saw it on his costume.) ordered him to stay put, he immediately disregarded him and sped off. Towards the robot of course, where else would he go?

"I wish Nightwing or Supey were here," he mumbled. "Then I wouldn't have to deal with this guy." He was currently trying to strip away the robot's legs by speeding passed it. Not that is was working, of course. Wally could tell that Spider wasn't very pleased with him when he joined the fight, but that quickly changed when he proved to be experienced. By *cough* saving his life… again. Not that Spider would ever admit that… But I'm digressing.

Wally was starting to get annoyed by the robot. The stupid thing would. Not. Stop! There was always Plan B, but Wally really didn't want a bloody nose. But hey, desperate times call for desperate measures!

"Hey! Spider-Guy!"

"Spider-Guy?" 'Spider-Guy' looked away from the robot to look at him incredulously. At least, that's what Wally thought. It was kind of hard with the mask.

"Yeah? So? You expect me to come up with something better on short notice?"

"But really? Spider-Guy?"

"Anyways… Could you like, hold him for… five seconds? I want to try something."

"Uh, sure? Five seconds is kind of stretching it!"

"Whatever! 'Kay. Thanks. Bye!" Wally sped off to explode the robot's legs. And maybe (hopefully not) get a bloody nose.

When Storm and Wolverine landed in Manhattan, they could tell something was wrong. Maybe it was the loud crashes and booms that tipped them off. Maybe not. They expected to see someone, maybe Spiderman or one of the Avengers most likely, trying to stop it. Logan growled at the thought of stopping a giant robot.

What they hadn't expected was Spiderman looking in between the robot and a kid in amazement. With the robot's head, arms, and legs looking short-circuiting and/or destroyed. And the kid looking proud/amazed at his hands. And also dressed… in red and yellow… spandex… with red hair.

Well, Storm thought, the Professor was right. We would recognize him on sight.

*slam* *slam* *slam* *headdesking* Hi. You have permission to come after me with pitch forks. I know, I should have updated, but... *cough* I may have had my internet taken away... for a week... and before that... I was just too lazy... So... Yeah. Now I have to go work on Chapter 3...

P.s. To the movie companies: STOP MAKING MOVIES I WANT TO SEE DARNITT! I just saw Iron Man 3 last night, and... AGHHHH! So. Many. Trailers... $0.0$ So.. Yeah.

P.p.s. Does anybody know the bad guy's name? It's like... Killian ... Something. I don't remember. TeeHee.