Character(s): Batman, Wally West/Flash, Booster Gold, Green Arrow, Black Canary, Mister Miracle/Scott, Big Barda/Barda & Alternate Dimension's Wally West(Wallace)/Flash(Rapid).

Genre: Angst, Suspense, Romance, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Tragedy, Crime, & Mystery. [For the whole story]

Idea/Prompt: The Justice Lords had gone rogue at the death of Flash, but what if there was a dimension where 6 of the founding members were killed instead of Wally. What would become of that Wally? And how does this affect the Justice League's Wally?

Length: 3,009 words.

Pairing(s): broken!Justice Lord Batman/Justice Lord Flash, slight!Justice Lord Batman/Justice League Flash, Shayera/John, Green Arrow/Black Canary, past!Alternate Dimension Wally/Alternate Dimension's Hal Jordan, and eventual BatFlash: Justice League's Batman/Flash.

Rating: Teen/PG-13; for now.

Summary: Wally dwells on past yet-still unwanted memories. Batman thinks about Wally, and what Justice Lord Batman had told him. Wally monitors the Watchtower. Small snippets of the other League members. And a scene with Evil Wally.

Author's Note: Well, I'm sure this chapter was worth the wait, or at least I hope it was worth the wait. This chapter focuses on memories of Wally West, a bit of his past, what Batman feels and thinks about, other League members, and a scene with evil Flash. Justice Lord Batman will appear in the next chapter. I hope Batman wasn't too out of character, but to make sure I stay in character, I plan on watching more Batman shows/movies, and reading more about him in general.

Thank you all for the support! I'm grateful that people are enjoying this story. I'm also enjoying writing this as well.

Warning(s): There will be mentions of Sex, Slash, Torture, Drugs, and lots of Blood in the later chapters. So beware, if you don't like that, don't read this.

Alternate Dimensions

Chapter 1 'Rain, Memories, & Rapid'.

Thunder cackles into the sky, while lightning flashes, raindrops fall, drowning out the noise of the city, and for a single moment, one can-could think the city was peaceful. But the thunder roared even louder, the rain falls harder, and the sky looks as black as a never-ending abyss. He grimaces, and wonders why Keystone is looking so depressing.

He remembers Uncle Barry. He remembers screaming "Uncle Barry! No!" and he also remembers the silence afterwards. He also realizes that he'll never hear the familiar friendly tone of his Uncle uttering "Hey there Kiddo. How's it going?" or not even, the angry scolding "WALLY! What the Hell were you thinking, taking on Captain Cold and Captain Boomerang by yourself? You could've died!" and he misses the sweet words filled with pride as Uncle Barry would utter while ruffling his hair "Great Job Kid. Now, how about we go back home, and grab some food to eat~"

He bites his lips hard, ignoring how much his eyes stung with regretful tears. He wishes he could run away, but right now, he's Wally West, not the Flash, and ignores the voice in his head whispering "You'll never be good as Barry..."

He closes his eyes, and wishes he was 14, and tagging along with Flash and Uncle Hal. Now Hal's quit, John's the only lantern left, and Wally is alone. He misses the sense of familiarity. He misses hanging out with Dick, Roy, Garth, Raven, Kori, and Cyborg, he even misses Jinx, but now, none of them are here. Wally hates the silence more, and the rain clings to his clothes like a wet sponge. He doesn't feel cold, not anymore...

He wonders, in a world where hope was so thin, that you could cut it off, why did the date of his father's death make him feel so miserable. His lips tremble with fear, as he remembers the yelling, the bruising, and the never-ending pain. It hurts, it hurts so much; Wally wants to cry again, and have his Uncle Barry hold him, but Uncle Barry is dead, and Wally is alone.

He hates the fact that he knows his hope is weakening, because Barry's gone...and Wally, well, Wally grew up. He went to university, got a degree in Forensic Science, and moved away from Aunt Iris, the only family he had, in this world. Even his mother had long been gone, or dead, if he was being accurate. Wally flinches when the rain drops sound like the soft thumping of feet, the thunder is roaring more loudly this time, and when he sees the flash of light in the dark sky, his shoulders stiffen up, and Wally digs his nails harder against his palms.

He remembers burning, pain, heat so intense, he closes his eyes again. And this time when he opens them, it's no longer raining, and the silence is softened by the whirring of the glowing screen in front of him.

He snaps out completely when a voice asks him "Flash, are you awake?" and Wally smiles weakly, his insides coiling in shame, his tears slowly rise to the surface, before he blinks them back, forces a laugh despite the tightening of his expression, and utters "Me? Of course I'm awake Bats, what else would I be?" and tries not to wince as he thinks of hands crashing down against his skin, over and over again, blood on his hands, Aunt Iris crying, and a dark world.

He makes sure to grin brighter, and ignores how Batman's eyes narrow at him, before instantly Batman turns away, and continues on typing. Wally then glances at the large screens showing many tinier screens. He almost smiles when he sees Black Canary and Green Arrow sparring, and actually snorts when Black Canary flips the larger man onto his back and thinks 'I am so disappointed in you Oliver~' and feels his earlier gloominess slowly disappear.

Batman, who was watching Flash from the corner of his eyes, quirks his lips to an almost-smile when he notices that Flash was slouching slightly as his eyes flicked through the screens. The expressions that were dancing on Flash's face, made Batman slightly relax; but it left his inner curiosity at Flash's oddness up for debate, because he wanted to know, what could've made Wally look so sad. He wonders if it had to do with Barry, but when Flash was sleeping, or lost in thought to be exact, the words leaving his lips were "Sorry. I'm so sorry." "Please stop!" "Why'd you leave me?" Batman had known Barry, and he knew the other would rather die than hurt Wally, and wonders if the person Wally had been talking about was one of Wally's parents.

He snaps out of his thoughts, when he hears Wally laugh joyfully and loudly, he feels tingles course through him, and curses himself for letting his feelings run amok. He shook his head, and ignored the weird desire to see Wally smiling, and focused on getting his work done; he placed his stoic expression back on his face. He still had many briefings to go through, and many reports to read, before monitor duty with Flash would end. He also ignores the part of him that wishes the night to never end.

But the earlier worry still courses through his mind, as he thinks about the League, Luthor –he tries not to growl-, Grodd –ignores the distaste that fills his lips-, and Justice Lord's Batman's last words. "I know you will. But can you keep him safe like I couldn't? I'm you after all~" Batman feels uncomfortable; he didn't like how sad the Justice Lord Batman had sounded then, and wonders if there really had been something going on with Justice Lord Batman and Justice Lord Flash, before he died that is. How could Batman be affected by one speedster so easily? But deep inside him, the part of him that still cared about others knew that Wally's death could affect him so easily. The emotions that the other Batman had shown were more of one who had lost a lover, not a teammate or a friend that he was pretty sure of. Because Bruce knew himself, he was only that nice to his lovers, or to crying children who had recently lost their family.

He didn't like the fact that Justice Lord Batman actually considered a Flash, an alternate Wally, a threat, and wondered if he should prepare himself. But his mind was reeling, a Wally that was intelligent beyond the usual intelligence that Batman knows Wally doesn't show, a Wally that was a mastermind criminal, one of the best criminals in that world, and a Wally who kills.

The facts were hard to add up, and Batman sneaked another glance to Wally, and couldn't imagine the speedster as anything but a smiling, lovable goofball, with his sad moments. How could the other him truly believe that any Wally could turn evil, and Batman finds himself asking a similar question to the one his counterpart had asked 2 days ago. "What could make Wally become evil?" and finds himself gritting his teeth, the images appearing in his head were not pretty at all. He assumes it's got to have been worse than what the Joker would do, because Wally had interacted and fought with the Joker several times, whenever he was free to help Batman out.

And Wally had also been kidnapped once by the Joker –a mistake that Batman would make sure not to repeat-, and a deep uneasy feeling filled his guts. He was only glad, -though he didn't show it then- that Wally hadn't suffered any kind of trauma from the event. Though it had only been 2 hours, the worry that had filled him was something he never wanted to experience again, he was sure Shayera and John had it worse, their worry nearly suffocated Batman, he was just glad to be away from them when they had found Wally. Batman had also made sure to hit Joker pretty hard that day.

He resumes typing as he ignores the inner turmoil inside him. For now, Wally was safe, and that was all that mattered.

Flash watches as John and Shayera dance around each other, before trying to attack the other, and is glad that John broke up with Vixen. He liked Mari, but John would undoubtedly have hurt her, because the fool was still crazy about Shay, and Wally didn't want to see Mari try to live up to something impossible, -he knew how that felt like- and brushed away the desire to grimace. He was glad to have heard she was dating a model of some sort, or was it an actor? He couldn't remember much, but seeing Shayera and John together made Wally smile. He liked seeing both of his closest friends happy. He ignores the fact that he can't remember a time when he was genuinely happy these past years –since had Barry died, is also ignored as well.

That was when he noticed Booster Gold in another training room, looking pained beyond words as Big Barda sat on him. He noticed Mister Miracle smiling amusedly, and Wally couldn't help but to laugh out loud. Booster had been looking so pitiful, while Skeets had been zipping around Booster, trying to find a way to help the blonde hero who lay flat on the floor in pain. He read the movements of Barda's lips as she asked with a smirk "Give up Hero?" he saw Booster scowl, and murmur "Never". But when Barda moved her legs so that they were over each other, he sees the agony that Booster was already in somehow increase as the facial expressions on Booster's face changed into one of slight pain, to extreme pain, and smiled as he thought 'Booster's too much of a proud idiot. He should just give in. I would have~' He winces as he notices that she's a foot taller than Booster, and hopes the blond will give in, just so that Booster would be able to live another day. Mister Miracle seems to laugh and utter something; his face is slightly turned, so Wally has trouble reading the hero's lips, but manages to catch something like "love...stop", "his spine...break...please' and the last two words "for me?"

Wally flushes slightly against his mask and cowl, and remembers his last mission with the two. Their love was something else entirely. It wasn't what Shay and John had, it was stronger, because Barda would do anything for Scott, and Scott would do the same. They understood one another, loved each other, were committed to each other, and would die for each other. He was almost envious. He wondered if he could ever have such a love. And suddenly Wally felt disgusted with himself. No he couldn't, his father had once said that no one would love someone as broken as Wally, someone like Wally who liked both men and women. He was disgusting, and Wally bit his lips hard enough not to let out a whimper of pain, as the self-loathing hit him hard.

While struggling with his feelings, Wally missed out upon a sweet-yet-gentle kiss between the married couple. Booster's apology to the giant women, as she grinned and told him "We should do this sometime again?" while Booster grimaced and replied "Yeah sometime. Likenever I hope~ Because I don't think my back is gonna feel better any sooner Barda." Barda's grin didn't decrease, but a slight worried look entered her eyes, as Scott smiled apologetically and told the blond "I do hope you feel better Booster. And if your back does continue hurting you, then you should go to the infirmary before it gets worse, and get a lecture from Batman, okay?"

By uttering Batman, the blond hero quickly nodded, without putting up much of a fight about how much he hated the infirmary, and told the married couple, before they began to walk away "Yeah sure, I will. Thanks Miracle, you too Barda~ When I'm feeling better, we could practice some more I guess?" a soft smile was returned from both heroes, Barda grinning brightly as she nodded, before they both murmured their goodbyes and exited the room. Booster slumped against the wall with a groan as he uttered "I guess I owe Ted $50 now." before sighing about his decreasing amount of money, which occurred since he became friends with Ted. Booster mutters something about "I really need to find myself a new best friend..." before leaving the training room as well.

Wally's chest felt heavy, like something was keeping him from breathing, and every second he felt like crying. He hated the feeling, he hated feeling unsettled, but ever since 2 days ago, he's been feeling off, like speedforce off. He wasn't sure if something happened down on Earth, but one can never be too sure, after all, that's something he learned from Uncle Bar-and Wally cuts off his thoughts, and turns his attention back to the monitors. He notes that Barda, Booster, and Scott had already left, and inwardly he feels slightly disappointed. He had wanted to see the outcome of Barda VS Booster, but oh well; he was supposed to be focusing on other monitors as well.

And that was how Wally West a.k.a. 'The Flash' spent his evening with Batman in mostly silences, and small talk, while his eyes were trained on the dim-yet-glowing screens, and the empty hallways and rooms on those screens.

2 Days Ago...

Keystone City, 22:00 CDT.

He glanced at the unfamiliar streets, and despite how familiar they seemed; the changes had bothered him immensely. He noticed buildings, which in his world, had been run down, or destroyed. He sees a happier Keystone, and almost wants to throw up. Because in this world, the Justice League are still alive; none of the founders were dead, not even he was dead in this dimension. He is glad, but as flashes of a handcuffed Diana along with a weak and bleeding J'onn flood his mind, he felt really sick instead. The nausea was distracting him from thinking clearly, and he curses dimensional travel, and clutches his stomach, resisting the urge to upchuck everything he had eaten since before he entered this dimension.

He staggered in his steps until he neared a brick wall, and leant against it, breathing heavily, and tried to keep himself cool, and not queasy. It failed, and he threw up all over the garbage can beside him. The acid burned his throat, and as he spit out whatever food he had managed to consumed the day before. He ignores the red liquid staining the garbage. Ignores how awful he feels, ignores the churning in his stomach, and walks away.

It was time to start his plan. He would make sure that this time Luthor really did die, before he ever managed to hurt the Justice League. He laughed. The image of a bleeding Luthor with his insides pulled out, and looking scared delighted him very much. He would enjoy killing this Luthor; enjoy it just like he enjoyed killing the Luthor in his dimension. But the emptiness filled him again, as a painful thought that he had forced himself to forget, crossed his mind 'But this won't bring them back. Nothing ever will. I'll still be alone...'

He shook his head quickly, ignoring the thought, it made him weak. Like how he used to be, how Wally West used to be...but no longer. Wally West was dead. And now, there is only Wallace, Rapid; an evil mastermind. He didn't need memories of a weak boy. He was a different man, and nothing could bring him more satisfaction than getting to re-murder the man who had destroyed that boy. Because if he didn't, another Wally would have to suffer; and another Justice League would be destroyed.

But this time, he can stop it. And he will, even if he has to kill himself to make it happen, the Justice League will not die on his watch again. They just won't...

Thunder cackles loudly in the air, Wallace grins wickedly again. It was time, for him to find himself a secret base, 'cause every villain had one, and so he would as well. He needed some time, before he'd put his plan to work. Until then, he didn't mind waiting. And he didn't mind the rain that clung to his black hair.

'Black hair huh?' he thinks bitterly, as he recalls vivid red hair, and scowls as he remembers another memory, soft elegant hands ruffling his hair, while uttering "Red hair. It suits you." And ignores the almost instant image of Diana screaming, blood flowing down her wrists, the red contrasting horribly against her fair skin, her tears, and then he remembers a deafening silence.

"Wally? Are you here?" a soft and friendly voice inquires. He remembers smiling back, and uttering "Hmm, yeah. I'm here Hal". "Well then, what are you doing out here all alone?" the brown-haired man asks, a suggestion in his tone that makes him smile brightly, and flush, before he replies, "Watching the skies~" and pauses, his eyes twinkling with happiness.

"Do you know, the stars look the most beautiful at dusk?" and continues, tone almost wistful. Hal laughs softly, before his strong arms wrap around his, and he whispers "I think you're more beautiful than the stars Wally. But I have to admit, they are looking quite pretty tonight" before leaning in to steal a kiss. He kisses Hal back, his heat racing, feeling so safe, and loved, but everything still fades back to black. And he clenches his fist, ignoring the pain in his heart, and the stinging tears that threaten to fall.

He punches the wall hard, ignores the pain, and wishes for once, he could actually bleed on the outside.

He shakes his head again, this time faster; messing up the black strands of his hair, grits his teeth, and speeds away into the night. Memories didn't belong in his world, not anymore, not after what had happened. There was only blood, and death. No more Wally, no more Flash. And no more Hal Jordan...

Just Rapid, and only Rapid. As everything blurs into black, his legs move faster than the speed of sound, he enjoys the silence this time.

The rain still falls down, sounding even louder than before, while lightning flashes against the dark sky.

End of Chapter 1.

Author's Note:

I just wanted to mention this Evil Flash doesn't go by the nickname Wally, but by his full name Wallace, and that he doesn't use the surname 'West'. He also has re-named himself into Rapid, not Flash. Chapters including Wallace, will show his memories and emotions, and show small glimpses of why he turned evil, or became a bad guy. Evil Flash was once in a relationship with Hal Jordan of his dimension, because I thought it'd fit Wallace's character to be with Hal, as I don't expect every Wally West in this story to pair up with Batman. Just an important note: In Evil Flash's/Wallace's dimension, Hal Jordan is still an active Green Lantern.

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But just so you guys know, Chapter 2 might take a while longer than Chapter 1 did, as I still have many other stories to update, but don't worry when I'm done with those, I'll try to finish chapter 2 as soon as possible. I'll give you a short preview of chapter 2 though.

Preview of Chapter 2 'Flashbacks, Blood, & Dead Lovers:

"Why are you doing this?" he asks glancing at the black-haired Wally, not his Wally, and definitely not this world's Wally. But still Wally, with the same beautiful emerald green eyes, straight nose, and upturned pink lips. The only difference was the black hair, and even the crooked grin spoke Wally. He braced himself, and turned off all his emotions.

His love for Wally could be used as a weakness by this one, despite the difference between them. He notices the tiny red roots, and holds back a sad smile. What could make any Wally deny himself? Even the suit was different, the golden lightning bolt was white, and the white circle was black.

And Bruce knew that this Wally had defied all odds to become a villain. He feels sorry for the bo-no, he feels sorry for the man in front of him. The man who was not Wally, but resembled him too much. The man, whose eyes held so much sadness, and so much anger behind the crimson mask.

He wondered, if it ever came to killing this Wally, would he be able to do it? And was almost scared that the answer would be no.

He couldn't even hurt the other Wally, how could he hurt this one? And inwardly sighed, he almost wishes he hadn't been in love with his Wally, and grimaces as his gut clenches painfully. He blinks, and remembers a sweet smile and even sweeter words as they uttered "I love you Bruce~" and hated himself even more. Because he had let Wally die, he had let Luthor kill him, and now, his Wally was gone...

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