I'm still super in love with my other story, no fears.

This is AU, but it still has cannon characters their back stories and ages are just a little different.

I think AU is fun because now I get to pretend like I'm DC and screw with story lines.

Characters: Barry Allen - The Flash, Iris Allen - Barrys wife, Wally West - Kid Flash, Bart Allen - Impulse (Barrys nephew from this time period, to simple it down a bit) Don and Dawn Allen - Barry and Iris's children (The ones shes pregnant with in Bloodlines, only Bart's not Dons son in this) and believe it or not because I LOVE her Jenni Ognats (In the comics shes Dawns daughter that goes by the superhero name of XS, but in this I'm just making her Barts sister) Johnny, Jesse, and Libby Chambers - Johnny Quick, Jesse Quick, and Liberty Belle (Speedster superheroes in the comics and kind of this story and the neighbors) Joan and Jay Garrick - The original Flash and his wife (Also the neighbor/grandparent figures) and Max Crandall - Max Mercury (Neighbor, superhero...etc)

DC owns this. And other people own other things.

Wally West had never been close to anyone in his family really. Sure he had relatives, but he never actually spent time with any of them.

Until recently that is.

He couldn't believe that his uncle, Barry Allen, was actually The Flash. He'd seen the man a total of ten times in his entire life and he turned out to be his hero. The entire reason he was even in this mess was because of The Flash. He'd always loved the scarlet speedster and love turned to obsession when he'd hit about twelve.

Wally had vowed to be just like Flash.

Of course things hadn't really gone as Wally had originally planned. His father and him made an agreement when he was nine and his mother died. Wally could do whatever he wanted as long as he payed rent. That had escalated to his father quitting his job, drinking heavily and turning bitter and mean. Wally had quickly became the soul source of income paying all bills, buying booze for his father and food, on top of his rent.

With free rein over himself Wally had started hanging out with the troubled kids, started partying, dropped out of high school and, most importantly, found it.

Velocity 9.

The street drug had done what the dealer told him it would do and more. Believe it or not he was actually quite the science prodigy and had found a way to reverse engineer the product and make its effects permanent.

He could finally be just like his hero.

Ironically, he became the exact opposite. Money was tight and he had quickly turned to theft in order to support himself and his father. It had worked wonders until two nights ago.

Wally eyed the cash register in the local closed Starbucks hungerly.

He hadn't eaten in almost a day, which was like a week in speedster time, and it was his ticket to McDonald's. He pulled the hood of his yellow jacket over his head, vibrated through the door, and was prying open the cash register in less than a minute.

He felt a hand grab his arm roughly as the drawer opened.

"Finally! I've been on your trail for months, Kid," The Flash said happily.

Wally spun quickly, causing Flash to fall forward out of shock and sending them both tumbling to the ground. Wally shoved the man hard in the chest and tried to bolt from underneath him. Flash grabbed his hood, pulling it down along with the Wally himself.

"Let go!" He snapped, trying to climb to his feet again.

"W..Wally?!" Flash pulled them both to their feet and pushed back his cowl.

"Barry Allen?!" Wally stared wide eyed at his aunts husband.

"Oh this is going to be a long night,"

It was to. Barry and Iris had both come to his house and spoken to his father. They all agreed after seeing the way he lived that it would be best for Wally if he lived with his them until Rudy got his act together and Wally got his life back on a positive track and learned to use his powers better.

That's how he, Wally West, had found himself standing in his aunt and uncles living room with a Wallmart bag clenched tightly in his right hand.

"Is that really all you have?" Barry asked.

Wally nodded. His pillow, three T-shirts, a jacket, two pairs of pants and his sneakers was all he had to his name.

His uncle frowned deeply, "We'll go shopping tomorrow. Bart needs a new pair of shoes anyway,"

"I'm sorry, Bart?"

"My brothers son, he and his sister Jenni live with us too. They're speedsters like we are and I'm helping them get a better hold on their powers,"

It clicked.

"Impulse?" The Flash's sidekick whom Wally might or might not have been extremely jealous of.

"That's him!" Barry said proudly.

Wally's eyes narrowed a bit. "Where are they now? And the twins?" Don and Dawn Allen were Wally's six year old cousins, whom he had seen at birth and at Thanksgiving when he was ten.

"School. Same place you'll be starting next Monday,"

"Wait what? I don't go to school, I dropped out,"

"Wally you're sixteen. How far in life are you going to get without a high school diploma?"

"But..!"

"No buts. You're going," Wally sighed and nodded in reluctant agreement. What else was he gonna do all day?

"C'mon Kid. I'll show you to your room," Wally fallowed his uncle up a flight of stairs to the last door in a short narrow hallway.

"I'm sorry were so short on space. You'll have to share with your cousin," He opened a door to reveal a room twice the size of his at home. The walls were red, there was a bunk bed against one wall, a desk, a dresser, and a closet. There were books, medals and trophy's on shelves, Flash propaganda covered most of the wall space and pictures of the Allen family were everywhere there wasn't.

It was the room Wally had always wanted when he was little.

"It's cool," He heard himself mutter.

"Your bed's the top bunk and feel free to put your clothes in the dresser or closet. I had the Bart str-,"

"WERE HOME!" A voice boomed from downstairs. Wally blinked and a boy a head shorter than him appeared in the doorway.

"You must be Wally! I'm Bart Allen, Bart, Impulse, Bart Impulse, Bart Impulse Allen, whatever you want to call me really, it's all crash," Wally noticed that he rambled a lot, even for a speedster.

"I'm Wally," He said, raising an eyebrow at the boy.

"Crash! So I guess because Uncle Barry's your uncle too that makes us like cousins!" Bart Crash Impulse Allen smiled widely, wrapped his arms around Wally and squeezed.

Wally patted his back lightly and shot Barry a wide eyed look that screamed 'HELP'.

"Bart, maybe we should let Wally get settled in,"

"Sure thing Uncle Barry! I'll go help Aunt Iris with dinner," He sped off.

"Dinners at six, Kid," Barry said softly, squeezing Wally's shoulder as he passed.

Wally sighed deeply and jumped onto the top bed.

"Home sweet home,"

Hate it? Maybe not?

Please tell me if you think I should continue or not.

Review!