Chapter 4 is up, baby! :D From now on, updates will be random and sporadic. Between school and homework, I don't have nearly enough time to write. Please PM me if you would like to use a prompt, and I'd be happy to talk! Now, let the story begin!

For thousands of years, the Thanagarians have been at war with the Bulrogains. Neither side knew who had started it, but they both knew that neither could rest until the other was completely extinct. The children were raised as bloodthirsty warriors, and those who didn't meet the standards were killed by their own family. And if you didn't want to slay the opposing side? You were shunned among friends and family, and treated as if you were a speck of dust, but there was hope. For at the age of sixteen, young Thanagarians and Bulrogains had the choice to be banished from Thanagar. Those who chose that were put in a rocket and launched into space, never to return. It was rare though, and life was hard for many.

Most signed up for the army. There they were provided with shelter and a meager serving of food in exchange for their service. Every day, young citizens gathered in the Enlisting Office in the hopes to survive. This is where we find three particular Thanagarians. The first was the brave Ka'ar. At the age of fourteen, he was over six feet tall and well-muscled, and his brunette wings rippled in the breeze. His tan skin and raven hair stood out among his group. The second was the noble Shayera Hol. Her long red hair fluttered in a tangled mess behind her. Though being the same age as Ka'ar, she was significantly smaller than him, but don't let that fool you. With her beautiful golden wings, she could best almost anyone. The third, and shortest, was Shayera's younger brother, Wally Hol. Wally was only six, but he was the kindest person you would ever meet. The only thing brighter than his personality were his eyes. They looked as if the finest emerald had been implanted there to serve as his pupils, and the red hair that brushed his face only made them look greener. Wally was special among the group. Unlike the others, his gift was not strength or combat skills. The young Hol was renowned in Thanagar for being the fastest flier on the planet since he could fly five miles per hour faster than the average Thanagarian. Together, the rag tag group of friends had survived on their own for three years, fending off Bulrogians and stealing so they could eat, but all that was going to change. Today, they were enlisting into the army.

~Two Years Later~

Wally, Shayera, and Ka'ar had quickly been taken into the military. From there, they trained for days on end, only stopping to eat and sleep, and by the time they were sent out into the field, they had been molded into the perfect soldiers. Or so they thought.

It had been Wally's first real mission. He'd been sent out on a plane during a lightning storm to bomb a Bulrogain hub, and everything had gone well for the eight year old until when it came time to launch the bomb. As the young warrior got closer he saw that it was not a base he was bombing. It was a hospital, filled with wounded soldiers and innocent women and children. Wally couldn't do it. Despite everything he was told about the Bulrogains, he couldn't bring himself to release the bomb, so he made a split second decision. Wally took the controls and dove straight into the thunder clouds above him. Lightning arched from the sky and hit his plane, electrocuting Wally and damaging the fuel tanks, sending chemicals splashing onto him. The aircraft stalled mid-air before crashing towards the ground, carrying the unconscious pilot with it.

~Line Break~

After a day of searching for the wreckage, Ka'ar and Shayera troop found the decimated remains of what was a bomber plane. They broke formation and frantically started searching for their little brother. Underneath a large sheet of twisted metal, Shayera uncovered the bloody body of Wally Hol. His arm was twisted at an awkward angle, a large gash on his forehead was bleeding profusely, and one of his legs was still pinned below the wreckage, but the worst part were his wings. One had been torn out of his back and was laying several feet away. Ka'ar quickly rushed to the boy's side to check for a pulse. For a moment that felt like forever, Shayera thought she had lost her little Hol, but then Ka'ar glanced at her with a small nod, and she knew there was still hope.

~Line Break~

Wally Hol laid on the hospital bed in a comatose state. That night he had been admitted into the ICU with extensive injuries and blood loss. From there, he had been in and out of the operating room three times. His arm had been set, the gash sewn, and the leg repaired, but little could be done about his wing. The doctors came and went, but they all told Ka'ar and Shayera the same thing. When Wally woke up, if he woke up, he'd have to be implanted with a wing prosthesis, and he still might not be readmitted into the military. For the entire day, the pair wept for their brother and his wing, but there was nothing they could do. Eventually, they were ushered out of the room by the nurses claiming that the doctors needed space to perform a procedure, and before she could protest, Ka'ar dragged Shayera towards the hospital gardens.

"Listen, Shayera," Ka'ar said once they'd reached the small garden. "I think you and I should go."

"Go? What do you mean?" Shayera questioned, small creases forming around her eyebrows.

"Our sixteenth birthdays are approaching, and I've been thinking about getting away from this place for a while. We could set course for this planet a couple of lightyear-"

Shayera interrupted him, "Are you serious, Ka'ar? Just up and leave our little brother here? Alone? He's going to need us here when he wakes up! I can't even begin to imagine what it will be like for him waking up with only one wing!" She shook her head.

"Shayera, for all your life, you've made every decision on his behalf. You've had to sacrifice so much for him. It's time to start thinking for yourself. For us."

She looked Ka'ar in the eyes and slowly nodded. "Okay… on our sixteenth birthday, we will head to this planet. On one condition." Shayera rested one hand on the side of his face. "We have to leave something for Wally when he wakes up, so when he's old enough, he can follow us."

"Anything for you." With that, Ka'ar kissed Shayera, and she felt all of her worries melt away.

Two weeks from then, they launched their rocket toward the planet called Earth, where they would soon become known as Hawkman and Hawkwoman, members of the Justice League.

~Line Break: Eight Years Later~

For Robin, the Hawks' backstory was a mystery. All he knew was that they had crash landed on Earth after leaving their home planet of Thanagar. They hadn't said a word to anyone about why or how, but they did tell them one thing: May 6, 2016 was a very special day. Before, Robin had thought it was just some sort of holiday they celebrated on Thanagar, but after today, he knew that they weren't referring that. The new Thanagarian laying in front of him was proof of it.

It had started as a simple mission. The team had been assigned a special duty. They were to accompany Hawkman and Hawkwoman on a trip to the very place they had crashed almost eight years ago. At first, it had been extremely boring. They sat in the bioship watching the sky with the Hawks for almost two hours. M'gann had made several attempts at starting a conversation, but none had gone over well. Except for the occasional sigh, it was eerily quiet. Robin was close to falling asleep in the Bioship's seat when a low rumble startled the team. They started to reach for their weapons, but Hawkman gave a signal to lower their guard. In the sky, a black dot appeared, then it got bigger until they saw it wasn't a dot. It was a ship. Like a well-oiled machine, the team jumped into action to slow the descent of the falling rocket.

Miss Martian used her telekinesis to stall the ship while Aqualad sent a spout of water launching Superboy at the craft. Artemis sent several parachute arrows its way, and the Hawks flew up to it and pulled at the sides to stop the rocket. With the combined help, it gracefully collided with the ground.

On the side of the ship, a door slowly pushed open, and steam clouded the area. From the mist, a figure jumped out. It glanced around wildly before it settled on Hawkman. The shape launched itself at the Leaguer and tackled him, then the silhouette paused dramatically on top of the Hawk. Now in a clearer view, Robin could see it was a handsome red-haired boy wearing traditional Thanagarian armor. One hand was sporting some kind of electrified brass knuckles and the other clutched the hilt of a large sword, but that wasn't even the strangest part. Outstretched behind him were a pair of wings, one vibrant red and one made completely out of bronze metal. At speeds impossible for anyone except the Flash, the boy punched Hawkman in the face. Then, he promptly passed out.

Afterwards, the boy had been brought back to Mount Justice where he was placed in the medical ward. For an unknown reason, the Hawks stood vigilant around the hospital bed and would only let the doctor within ten feet of it. To someone without Bat-training, it would seem like they were standing guard, but Robin could see it wasn't because they wanted to protect the League and team. It was because they wanted to protect the boy.

Several hours later, the Thanagarian boy started to whimper in his sleep. Then, it turned into full blown screaming. Hawkwoman reached the pet the boy's hair, but as soon as she disturbed his hair, the boy shot awake, grabbed her wrist, and judo flipped her within five seconds. Without leaving the bed. When the initial panic wore out, the boy turned to see what he had done. Hawkwoman had gotten up off the floor but was still rubbing her back. The Hawks glanced at each other and carefully pulled off their helmets. The boy's eyes widened in recognition before they narrowed into slits. His voice was quiet and smooth. "Get out."

Hawkwoman started cautiously, "Wally, it's Shayera and Ka'ar, remem-"

"I said get out."

"Please, just let us explain, Wally. We're sorry for leaving you," Hawkman begged.

The boy, Wally, snarled, "Sorry? SORRY? SORRY? I woke up after being in a coma for two years, and I looked around my room expecting to see my only family there waiting for me. The only person there was my nurse. She saw me looking around, and do you know what she said? She said MY FAMILY HAD LEFT FOR ANOTHER PLANET ALMOST TWO YEARS AGO! I TRIED TO FLY AWAY, BUT I COULDN'T! I FOUND OUT I WAS MISSING A WING, AND MY SO CALLED FAMILY WASN'T THERE FOR ME! AFTER I GOT MY PROSTHESIS, I COULDN'T GO BACK INTO THE ARMY, AND MY FAMILY WAS GONE, SO I WENT TO THE ORPHANAGE! I CRIED MYSELF TO SLEEP FOR THREE YEARS, AND I DIDN'T EVEN HAVE A SHOULDER TO CRY ON BECAUSE MY FAMILY LEFT ME BEHIND! FOR THE LAST SIX YEARS, MY LIFE HAS BEEN LIKE A LIVING TARTARUS! AND YOU SAY YOU'RE SORRY? I'M GOING TO SAY THIS ONE LAST TIME: GET OUT!"

With his mini-rant, Wally left the Hawks so speechless, it was all they could do to leave the room with speed that would impress the Flash. Wally flicked the middle finger at their retreating forms. Then, he turned towards Robin. "Who are you?"

His glare frightened Robin, but he didn't let it show. Instead, he grinned and cackled, "I'm Robin, the boy wonder, partner to the Batman himself."

Robin's laugh relaxed the bird boy, and Wally allowed himself a small smile, "Robin? Where are your wings?"

"I don't have any. Robin was something my Mama used to call me because I looked like I could fly when I was on the trapeze. Wanna go see?" he asked.

"Yeah!" And thus, a friendship was born.

Sooooo… yeah. This is a Wally West Thanagarian AU Prompt. Basically, he is a great fighter with a mysterious past and due to the plane crash, has super speed and one mechanical wing. Instead of getting reacquainted with the Hawks, he bonds with the Flash, who takes him in.

BONUS: Wally bests the team in a duel

BONUS: Flirts like Shakespeare: "Art thou weareth space pants because thy butt is out of this world?"