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Damian Wayne let out a low hiss as he turned the channel to the national news. Zoom and Flash were at it again in downtown Central City. A shiver ran down his spine as he watched his ex-girlfriend and former best friend take punches at each other. Usually he didn't feel much when he saw them fight other than dismay, but this time he had an awful gut feeling. Much to his almost horror he watched them as they fought and noticed something different about the way both of them moved, Irey especially. Something wasn't right.
After as second look he recognized it almost instantly. He noticed that they were barely speaking compared to their previous fights. There was little to no useless banter. The former assassin didn't need to see the look in Irey's eyes to know what she was thinking. Flash was playing for keeps this time.
The young man rushed down to the batcave to get a closer look on the situation. He turned on one of the flat screens to the channel while he tried to boot up the computers.
"Damn you Grayson!" He snarled as he failed to gain access to the network due to the fact Nightwing was in the process of updating them. He would have stayed there and tried again if it weren't for the next thing he heard.
"This is Linda Park with GBS News reporting from downtown Central City. I am currently near the scene of where local hero Flash and Zoom are locked in an intense battle at the intersection of 5th and Main. Authorities have already evacuated nearby civilians and…Hold on…. What's this? New reports have come in. According to my sources Flash has fled towards the outskirts of the city with Zoom on her tail. I'll be back with updates."
Damian stopped cold. Icy fear surged through his veins as one of his worst fears was confirmed. He knew exactly what Irey was doing. How could he not, she was using the same tactic father did to defeat Zoom. He had to stop her somehow. The world couldn't lose another Flash.
In a split second the Wayne heir slapped on a mask, over rid the system and sprinted through the zeta-tube his father kept in the Batcave for emergencies.
"OUT OF MY WAY!" Damian roared as he charged through the busy halls of the watchtower to the mission control room. Screw authorization, he couldn't care less at the watchtower's new rules at the moment. The only thing on his mind was to save Irey.
As soon as he was at the monitor the young detective began to type furiously pulling up a map of the globe and tracing both of the speedsters' energy signatures. After that he contacted the four remaining people on the planet that could possibly catch up to Flash and Zoom. Within the next minute he had Jessie Quick, Jay Garrick, Kara Kent and Clark on it.
Anxiety encompassed the Gotham vigilante as he watched at the screen. He remembered how little of time it took for Wally to vanish and that just made it all worse.
"What the hell are you doing in the Watchtower?" Nightwing demanded from behind him. More questions arose for the acrobat after glancing at the computer screens. "You're not authorized to be here D."
"You don't think I don't know that Richard. I don't have time to explain. I have to stop her." The tone in his voice said it all.
"Stop who?" Nightwing asked.
"Flash and Zoom." Damian huffed.
"No, Not again!" Dick gasped. Grief filled him as the tragic memory of losing Wally, his best friend, became painfully fresh.
"I have to stop her." Damian repeated. He and Nightwing remained still, both pairs of eyes glued on the screen. There was nothing they could do now but watch and pray that Clark, Kara, Jay, and Jessie would make it in time.
Damian tried not to get his feelings in the way of his mission, but it was hard and found his mind drifting slightly to the last time he was at the Watchtower with Irey for a brief moment.
(Flashback)
Peeking through the door, Damian watched Flash and Superman argue in the league meeting room. The current Robin found it almost amusing as he watched the two fight from the shadows.
"The answer is no." Irey stated stubbornly as she glared at the man of steel.
"Flash we need you. You would be a valued member of our team." Clark argued.
"No." she replied firmly and crossed her arms. The speedster wasn't backing down.
"Why not?" The kryptonian inquired. "I thought you wanted to join?"
"I did, but that was before I took up the mantle. Besides, you don't want me to join." Flash sneered.
"Yes we do, this is why we're having this meeting in the first place." He replied slightly confused.
"No you don't. You don't need Irey you need Flash. You don't need me you need my logo!" she snarled pointing to the blot on her chest. "You just want to say you have a Flash in your ranks."
"What about your family's legacy? What would your father think?"
"How dare you bring my father into this! I may have taken up his cowl but I am not him!" she spat out venomously.
"Irey, we need a speedster. It's your obligation to join." Superman pleaded.
"I'm not obligated to do shit for the league. Sure, I'll help when I'm actually needed, but that still doesn't mean it's my obligation. And don't you even get started about how it's my responsibility. I already have enough god damn responsibility." Irey ranted angrily, her fiery temper was starting to get the best of her.
"Can you it least think about it a little more?" Clark asked.
"NO! Don't you get it? Do I have to spell it out for you? I'm. Not. Joining. The. Justice. League. I've made my choice and the answer is no. Get it through your thick skull it's not happening! I'm not joining! And don't even think about asking my mother to guilt me into agreeing. She's already been through enough shit for you people, leave her the hell alone!" the livid speedster hissed and with that she stormed out managing to flip Robin off from his hiding spot on the way out
(End Flashback)
Damian snapped back into reality as Clark radioed an update on the situation.
"Superman to Watchtower. It seems that Flash has pushed Zoom off his feet backwards. Should we pursue him?"
Robin noticed one of the icons on screen chance directions, but this time he didn't care about capturing the villain. All he wanted was to save Irey.
"Watchtower to Superman. Negative. He's not going anywhere anytime soon, out first priority is saving Flash." Damian commanded. Dick was tracking Zoom just in case he survived the tumble.
Suddenly a loud screech came from the communicator and the radio fell silent.
"Watchtower to Superman."
"Watchtower to Supergirl."
"Watchtower to J. Quick!"
"Watchtower to Garrick!"
No matter how much they tried neither Nightwing or Robin could establish a radio connection with any of the team. For a full five minutes there was nothing but silence. The figures had vanished from the map also. It was the longest five minutes in Damian's life as he anxiously stared off at nothing. His heart threatened to beat out of his chest and his limbs turned cold. You could cut the tension in the air with a butter knife it was so thick.
"Oh god what have I done… I just sent four heroes to their deaths." The twenty-five year old sighed guiltily looking at the floor. Just then, a single blip reappeared on the screen. Both men looked up with a ghost of hope.
"I wouldn't say that yet D…" Nightwing said with anticipation as a second and third blip appeared.
Soon a fourth one appeared and both vigilantes were on the edge of their seats waiting for a fifth.
"C'mon one more, just one more." Damian chanted under his breath. Dick remained silent but Robin didn't have to be a martian to know he was thinking the same thing. Suddenly a fifth and surprisingly a sixth blip appeared. They were successful or close enough to success.
"Superman to Watchtower. We have some new complications, beam us up now!" the clearly exhausted alien broke the radio silence.
"On it!" Nightwing replied ignoring the formalities.
"What complications?" Damian asked but his question fell upon deaf ears.
Both of them sprinted to the Zeta platform and began beaming the six individuals up two at a time. First came Jessie and Jay and soon after came Kara and a very unconscious Irey, then came the complications.
"It can't be." Nightwing whispered in disbelief as he tried to clear Superman and an unknown individual to beam up. The zeta reader must have been wrong because the acrobat was certain it was impossible for the person with Clark to be the person the beam identified. But he didn't have time to argue with the computer so he cleared it even if it was 'wrong'.
"What is it? What's wrong?" Damian asked, but before his brother could respond Superman and his 'passenger' had beamed in. The whole room fell silent as they all stared at the red clad man Clark was supporting.
The whole room was speechless, half of them looked like they had seen a ghost the other half thought it was some sort of trick because there was no way this was real. There was no way in heaven or hell Wallace Rudolph West could be alive, yet there he was in the flesh, alive.
"It's not possible, it can't be possible, it isn't possible." Dick stuttered he didn't believe his eyes. The acrobat was paralyzed with disbelief.
"What happened?" Damian asked he wanted answers now. "How?" He indicated the fact that the formerly late Wally West was standing right in front of him.
"We don't know. We caught Flash in the nick of time and as we were trying to pull her out of this vortex thing we almost got sucked in. Then for some reason something just gave and we were able to pull Flash out but she was holding onto the old Flash's arm and then we pulled him out also. He's been like this ever since we pulled him out." Jessie spoke up.
Wally still remained in his own little dazed state.
"We need to get them to med bay right now." Nightwing commanded snapping out of his disbelieving haze.
"Nightwing, should we contact Artemis?" Jay Garrick asked.
"Not yet, we need to run a few tests first." The vigilante was still skeptical.
Kara set Irey down on one of the cots and put on an IV. Wally was brought to a separate room to examination room. The 'dead' speedster was starting to come to.
"Wh-where am I?" Wally asked as he started to take in his surroundings.
"The Watchtower. What do you remember Flash?" Nightwing questioned. It felt so foreign calling Wally the Flash it was Irey's title but Dick couldn't bring himself to calling the man in front of him Wally. Not just yet.
"Well aren't you friendly, wake up on the wrong side of the batbed?" Wally quipped trying to disguise the fact he was so put off by Nightwing's coldness.
"Just answer the question Flash."
"Fine." Wally took a second to remember and suddenly he was hit by a flashback.
(Flashback)
Wally was currently racing around the planet with Zoom on his tail. He could feel himself accelerating; soon he would reach the point of no return. The speedster prayed his children didn't follow him. He didn't want him to fact the same fate he was about to face.
"DAD!" the twins shouted behind him in the distance.
'Damnit! Go back! Slow down!' Wally wanted to respond, but he couldn't. All he could do was run. The father glanced over and saw Zoom beside him. As the seemingly magnetic rift opened up before him Flash pushed his yellow clad enemy in before being swallowed up himself.
(End)
"The last thing I remember was pushing Zoom into some vortex." He recalled. The sudden memory left him a little shaken, but not to shaken up to notice something wasn't right. "What's wrong? What are you guys not telling me?"
"Is that all you remember Flash?"
"Yes! Now what is it that you're not telling me and why aren't you calling me Wally? You always call me Wally." The agitated speedster scrutinized. By now everyone in the room looked somewhat nervous.
"You might want to prepare for impact." The acrobat warned.
Wally, being tired of waiting ignored Nightwing and asked someone else all the while he was trying to ignore the fact the kid his daughter was dating looked like he was in his mid twenties. "Jay, what's going on?" he trusted his old mentor would tell him.
The ancient speedster was having a hard time finding the words. Just then Irey stormed into the room angrily, luckily she didn't notice her father at first.
"Can someone tell me what the hell is going on? Where are my shoes? And why is-" she soon fell silent as she noticed the red clad man in the middle of the room. She was absolutely dumbstruck. Her heart started to speed rapidly as the rest of her body failed to process the information.
"Dad?" Was all she could choke out before her knees grew weak and she collapsed on the floor.
"Irey?" Wally responded in shock. There was no way that woman in front of him was his 17 year old daughter. He had so many questions he was about to ask but the speedster's mind stopped dead in its tracks instantly after someone frantically yelled.
"She's not breathing!"
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