"Are we going to be okay?" He asks, while moving closer to the spot you reside in. You rather tell him everything will be okay, that they can make it out alive together. But the guilt inside twist and churns in your stomach. A pain similar to that of a knife piercing through skin. The pain, eating you alive, both of which bring bloodshed afterwards. A bleary sight ahead of you, the smoke cascades around as the structures keeping the building up collapse like dominoes.

The man in scarlet stares at you, desperate for answers. All you can provide is a simple nod. Nothing else can be said, and he understands by returning it with a beaming grin. "Even in the worst case scenario, at least I'll die with you." In the eyes of death, Bruce admired the way Wally handled certain situations. Rarely has he caught Wally in a state of depression. It comes as no surprise seeing as the one's who laugh the most, are the one's who have been afflicted by unfortunate events more than the average human. Yet everyone around him assumed the man had lived a happy life.

Wally was good at keeping secrets, but not everyone saw through this facade. This sort of illusion that he lived a perfect life seemed incredulous to the vigilante. Months passed by and several investigations later, he found out the truth. All that effort, he could have approached Wally in private, but the speedster never told him that. Instead, he played a game to get Bruce to chase him. If Bruce really did care, he'd uncover the facts. Sure enough, he did.

The only person he told in his entire life, knew. Besides Barry and Iris, Bruce found out.

Really, who else would have bothered to ask? Diana? Maybe. Hawkgirl? Her too. Flash didn't feel like telling his other friends about his past, they'd all start feeling sorry for him. He didn't want that. Everything wouldn't be the same. With Batman, his feelings towards Wally never changed. Honestly, the scarlet speedster liked that. Admired how Bruce treated him the way he did. The caped crusader loved Wally, cherished the moments spent with him...Obviously, the man didn't let it show. Stubborn, most called it. Afraid to show emotions, lifeless...is what he wants them to think. Wally felt a connection, he knew.

Crashing, plummeting to the ground, the objects fall one by one around them.

He glances at the hero next to him for more than a mid-second.

Bruce does the same.

"We may not live to see the future, or travel through the past." he speaks, taking hold of Batman's hand. "But at least I wont leave this world without you."

In the midst of disaster, and the fastest man alive laughs in the face of danger. The enemy may have won the battle, but they haven't won the war.

It's not over. Not by a landslide.