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Chapter 2: Barry Allen/Flash

Barry was frantic as he raced around, at normal speed of course, in a car. Looking around for Wally, he had asked all the neighbors and had been watching the news for any stories about Kid Flash, but nothing had come up.

"Come on Kid," he mumbled as he sped along the freeway. "Where are you?" Normally Barry wouldn't worry, Wally was a good kid and a super powered hero, and he could take care of himself, but today was different.

Today he had promised that he would take him out to eat, in Europe! Wally didn't just pass up, or forget about free food, the kid's life practically revolved around his stomach.

Growling his hands tightened on the steering wheel, and he wished that he had Clark's super vision so that he could just scan the city super fast and be done with it, but no he had to be the poor blondie in the car driving around looking for his nephew. Since he knew perfectly well that he couldn't go looking for a Wally West as Flash, no matter how much he wanted to. Besides if Bats found out he would be dead.

Finally after a couple deep breaths he pulled over into a parking lot and reached up to his ear, pressing his communicator. That stupid nephew of his was going to be in so much trouble when he found him.

"Flash to KF you there kid?"

Nothing, only static, until suddenly there was a scream of look out, before more static was heard. Barry paled as he tried again to contact his nephew.

"Kid! Kid! WALLY!" He yelled into his com. He felt his heart begin to speed up as fear bubbled up into his body and he began to hyperventilate.

Gulping he tried a different approach, "Flash to Fish Sticks, yo Kaldur you there?"

More static, now the fear had made a home in his heart and he began to vibrate against his will.

Tapping his communicator over and over he tried again and again.

"Artemis? Greenie?"

Static.

"Supey? Superboy? Conner?"

More static.

"M'gann? Mars Bar? Miss. M?"

Nothing, fear was now hanging up pictures in his soul as his seat began to smoke from the heat he was giving off.

Gulping he lifted his finger; he had one more name to try.

"Yo, Little-Bats you there? Robin? Rob? Dick?"

Nothing and Barry's face collapsed into his hands as he tried not to cry.

Calm down, he told himself. You're going to ruin the car. Slowly he stopped vibrating and the smell of burning leather slowly dying. Taking a deep, shaky, breath he continued to move through his hyper accelerated thoughts.

Come on what would Bruce do. Barry suddenly smirked as he opened the car door. He'd go to Batman—well in a manner of speaking.

With that Barry was gone, not caring if anyone saw ordinary old Barry Allen running at the speed of sound, because no matter how hard he tried to deny it he was panicking. The proof he had left in the car in the form of smoking leather.

In seconds Barry was on Bruce's doorstep, he pounded on the doorbell several times before hopping nervously from foot to foot.

Soon an annoyed Bruce opened the door.

Jeeves must be out of town, Barry thought as he looked up at the Dark Knight.

"Barry, what—?" That was as far as he allowed the older man to go before he was racing all over the house.

Mumbling to himself over and over, "please be here Wally. Please be here."

Kitchen, empty, gaming area, nada, Batcave, nothing.

Suddenly Bruce's voice filled his ears, "Barry!" He didn't stop at the sound of his name however. He had to find Wally, he had to find his nephew. His son in all, but blood. "Barry! Stop, or I swear I will glue your feet to the ground and eat ice cream in front of you for hours!"

In Barry's mind it was a pathetic threat, for one there was no way the man could catch him and even if he somehow did he could easily vibrate away, then again he had heard from Wally that Dick had done something like that to him. It hadn't sounded pleasant, so for someone who always needed to move around; having their feet glued to the floor wasn't on one of the things to try. So regretfully he stopped.

"That's better, now what's wrong?" He barely gave Bruce time to ask the question before he was rambling at a thousand miles per hour. Even though he was sure that Bruce couldn't understand a word he was saying he was sure the fear and stress was evident in his voice.

"Barry," Bruce said rubbing his head. "Slow down."

Ha! He had given The Batman a headache! He thought proudly. And they said it couldn't be done! The victory was short lived though as hyper accelerated thoughts replaced his happy thoughts with thousands of fear filled ones.

Taking a deep breath to steady himself, Barry concentrated on slow. Something that currently wasn't as easy as it sounded. Before finally he asked, "Did Wally come over here? I can't find him, figured he came back here with Little Bats."

Barry watched in horror as fear crossed Batman's eyes, and he quickly began to vibrate in place, ignoring the smoke that was beginning to rise out from under his feet.

"Barry! Stop! I'm sure he's just out with Robin somewhere. Probably hanging out at the Cave or something," Barry almost scoffed it sounded more like Bruce was trying to convince himself not him.

"Bruce, he didn't come home to eat we were going to go and eat European food in Europe! He doesn't just pass up on that!" Barry screamed in panic as he felt himself lose control of his own speed, not that he was trying to keep it in cheek anymore. Most people when they got embarrassed their ears or cheeks turned red, it was like that. Except it happened when he was afraid, he would lost control he would start vibrating at a thousand miles per hour, unable to stop.

Suddenly new thoughts entered his head, in the few seconds he had paused.

Wally hasn't eaten in who knows how long. Oh my gosh! If he doesn't eat soon…oh gosh…oh gosh…

Finally he voiced his thoughts, his voice panicky and terror struck. "If he doesn't eat soon, he's gonna die of starvation! Bruce this is serious!"

He watched as Batman gulped and placed a finger up to his ear, tapping his communicator, he said calmly. "Robin come in…." he paused for a second before his voice grew more frantic. "Robin answer me!" Silence and Barry listened in annoyance as he called the whole team, before finally he erupted in fear made anger.

"Don't you think I tried that!" Barry screamed angrily, as he glared at his friend. "Come on you're the world's greatest detective so detective-ate already Bats!"

Coming here was a mistake, he thought disgustingly. He's just gonna slow me down.

"Shhh, not so loud," Bruce hushed him, suddenly and Barry snapped.

How can he think of that at a time like this! His son is in danger and all he can think about is some stupid secret ID!

"Dick and Wally are missing and you're worried about some stupid secret ID!" HE screamed loudly voice his thoughts yet again.

"Barry, I didn't mean—" Barry growled he didn't want to hear it, not letting the hero finish he grabbed him and speed them down to the Batcave.

Glaring Barry and ordered, "Change and then we are going to the Cave." He watched as Batman's eyes widened in surprise, unused to the speedster giving orders.

As he waited Barry changed in two seconds flat, literally, pulling the trigger on his ring and then chaning into the costume that shot out. He watched as Batman walked out and began fiddling with his ring nervously. Unable to stop himself from muttering fearfully.

"He's got to be so hungry. Oh please don't be dead Kid. You better have food with you. Oh man please don't die on me. Iris would kill me. That is if I don't kill myself."

He watched anxiously as Batman fiddled with his computers before he suddenly stiffened and hastily walked over to Barry and uttered one word.

"Run."

It was a simple word, but years of working with Batman made Barry realize what it meant. Batman hated running with him, preferred his Bat-mobile, so the fact that Bruce was commanding him to take him and run struck fear into Barry's heart. The kids were in trouble.

Wally, Little Bats, Fish Sticks, they were all in trouble.

Growling Flash only gave Batman a split second to hop onto his back before he was gone, only the bats screeching in the Bat-Cave was the sign of their departure.

Minutes later they had reached the Cave.

That took too long, Barry thought. We could be too late.

To speedsters, seconds were like minutes, minutes were like hours, hours were liked days. Wally had been gone for who knew how long and Barry could only imagine what was going through the kid's head. Hyper accelerated thoughts did that to people.

He watched as Bruce slowly entered through a secret hatch into the Cave and Barry followed quickly, running in place as he watched Batman work. Jogging in place, trying to ease his mind.

Then they saw it, in a clutter of discarded Bat-arranges and broken arrows, was a black and yellow piece of fabric, a cape to be exact. Robin's cape, it was soaked with water and ripped in places.

Barry watched as Bruce's hands tightened on the cloth and his breathing became rapid.

This is my fault, Barry thought sadly. I wasn't fast. I've got to help him.

Sighing Barry pushed away his own fear and said, "We're gonna find them Bats, just you wait," Barry tried to comfort his friend, some of his optimistic attitude returning. "You wait here I'm gonna have a look around."

With that he sped off, not bothering to listen to Batman as he told him to stop.

I've got to find Wally, he thought desperately. Looking around. Or Robin, or at least somebody!

Then he saw something that made him freeze, he felt as if he had just been hit by Captain Cold's ice ray. His whole body stopped moving, something he thought to be impossible he had heard Iris complain that sometimes he vibrated in his sleep, but right now the impossible was possible. He had completely forgot how to move as he looked at the scene in front of him.

Four of six teenagers all lay limp on the ground, the other two were stuck in what appeared to be metal. One of them had bright red hair, one of them was Wally, but that wasn't what worried him, no what worried him was how unnaturally the metal was bent around their form. As if—

Oh my gosh! Flash thought suddenly his eyes widening. They stinking melted the metal and then hardened it around their bodies! Wally's not invincible, he's probably in so much pain! Then he noticed Wally's hands were unable to move at all. He wasn't able to eat! He wasn't able to eat!

Barry was barely aware of Batman next to him asking what was wrong, before he was gone in a heartbeat, making a beeline for his nephew. Batman followed close behind him.

Frantically Barry tried to get his nephew to wake up, speed talking rapidly to him.

"Wally, Wally, kiddo, wake up. Come on Kid you've got to eat! Wally! Please wake up! You're gonna die if you don't eat soon!"

Suddenly there was a cough and a Wally's sore voice filled his ears, "geez Uncle Barry you really know how to make a guy feel like he's about to die in two seconds if he doesn't eat." Another cough, and Barry watched in horror as his nephew's eyes unfocused slightly.

In milliseconds he had grabbed Wally a candy bar and was feeding it to him, ignoring how Wally's cheeks turned bright red.

"Gosh Uncle Barry this is embarrassing can't you just free me first," Wally protested around the candy bar in his mouth.

Barry laughed, part of it was from relief the other was for real. "Oh come on Kid you'll live, besides you were about to die in two seconds remember." He told him with a wink and was relieved to see Wally laugh before he winced suddenly, a soft groan escaping closed lips.

Quickly worry filled Barry's heart again, "Wally are you okay?"

To his surprise Wally didn't even try to protest, "It hurts, everything from my neck down is sure to be covered in burns, I haven't eaten since breakfast." He watched as his nephew gulped and for the first time let his pain and fear show through his eyes. "M'gann nearly died, so did Robin, I nearly drowned twice." Tears were beginning to build up in the teenager's eyes. "The Reds—" He didn't finish, his green eyes just widened in horror as he looked around.

"Where are they? Where are the Reds?" Wally began speed talking even faster than usually going on and on about some killer red robots.

"Woah wait Kid slow down, what are you talking about?" Barry asked worriedly, looking around for Red robots. "There's no one here."

This didn't comfort his nephew like he had hoped instead his eyes widened even further and the fear grew in the green irises.

Suddenly Robin's voice groggily filled the air, "Where are they?"

"Who?" Batman sounded confused as he looked down at the 13 year odl.

"The Reds," the boy coughed before he shot up and looked at Wally eyes wide.

To his surprise Wally's eyes began to fill with anger, and it mixed with his fear and pain almost too well, before his nephew finally said. "They're gone. All of them. Gone."

Barry exchanged worried looks with Batman as they quickly called in the Justice League.

So what did you think? Personally I liked writing Barry's but that's just because I like Flash XD

Tell me who did you like better Flash? Or Bats?

What did you think of Flash's nicknames for people?

My favorite was Fish Sticks XD

Anyways tell me which did you like better? Barry's or Batman's? Also if I feel nice I may post another chapter telling about reactions after the event, like after Wally and Robin go home. Who knows, just stay tuned XD

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