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A Speedster's Providence
Unit 1
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She liked bright things.
She liked the intense yellow of the sun.
She liked the twinkling of the stars and the radiant glow of the moon.
She liked the vivid green of her irises.
She liked the dazzling sparkle of her teeth.
She liked the small red splotches on her face that she called freckles.
But above all that – she liked the fiery crimson of her hair.
She thanked God above that she had gotten her phenotypic traits from her new mother. The last thing she had wanted was to become a 'plain Jane' – she couldn't imagine herself with the dull brown hair and eyes of her new father.
Not that she had known that she'd become as she was:
The progeny of Rudy and Mary West – Wallis Marian West.
Unit 2
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She was not unaware of where she was – she was in Blue Valley, Nebraska – nor was she ignorant as to who she was – she was Wallis Marian West.
She was her current universe's version of Wallace Rudolph West.
Or so she presumed.
She had figured that it had been a safe assumption to make seeing as even after 10 years she had yet to have any younger siblings and she had no older ones to look to.
And neither Mary nor Rudy were getting any younger.
Time was such a fleeting thing.
She supposed she could ask for a younger sibling.
But then just how much of a divergent would that be to whatever reality she'd been reincarnated into?
There was no telling how her presence would affect things.
Unit 3
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There was no world without its share of crime. But few domains could boast about what her new world had:
Superheroes.
Everywhere she looked there was this news and that news about Superheroes.
(She knows even more about them seeing as her Aunt was a budding field reporter and her best friend. So she was privy to news that the casual viewer/listener/gossiper wasn't)
There Batman in Gotham. Superman in Metropolis. Flash in Central City.
Flash who was her uncle...or rather who would become her uncle.
There was Wonder Woman and Aquaman and J'onn and Green Arrow.
And of course they had their counterparts – whom were as reprehensible as the Superheroes were righteous.
It was good vs evil in the literal sense most every day.
It didn't seem real a lot of the times.
...But she'd accepted her reality eventually.
Either way it wasn't as if she had any other option.
Unit 4
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She doesn't bat an eye when, on a visit to Central City, her Aunt Iris introduces her parents and her to Barry Allen.
A Crime Scene Investigator.
Or as she knew him – The Flash.
The two were dating (for months now) and it had to be quite serious indeed if the conspiratorial winks her mother gave her aunt or the deliberate scrutiny her father directed at the blonde headed man was anything to go by.
For her…well she couldn't quite squash the irrational feeling of jealousy that scratched at her insides.
She felt particularly guilty though, especially since she wasn't jealous of Barry Allen who would eventually take away her closest friend.
No. She was jealous of her Aunt.
She stared unabashedly at the luminous countenance that was Barry Allen – what with his bright blonde hair, irises as emerald as her own…even his skin seemed to glow.
Wallis felt her heart flutter.
She really liked shiny things.
Unit 5
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His laughter was infectious. As was his smile.
And she could listen to his upbeat baritone voice for eons. They'd been talking about things ranging from sports to science – oh how they loved science.
He because Forensics was his life. Her because Forensics had been her life.
"So what do you think of the Flash?" Barry asked as he stuffed his face with yet another one of Iris' cookies.
Another thing they had in common – their love of Iris' cookies – but then again Aunt Iris was a god at baking.
"He's got nothing on the Batman," she says with as straight a face as she could manage.
Barry pouts and she giggles.
"Think he'd be up for having a sidekick?" she asked just for the heck of it.
Barry's smile morphs into a not quite grimace for a brief moment, before he gives a shrug.
"I doubt it."
She hummed noncommittally.
"Why'd you ask? Thinking of applying for the position?" he quips.
Wallis snorts, but gives no verbal reply as she goes for another cookie.
She hadn't planned on becoming 'Kid Flash'.
She didn't plan on becoming 'Kid Flash'.
The Super Hero business was far too complicated.
A/N: Did I begin this on a whim? Yes. Am I being lazy? Yes, a bit. Will I do a rewrite of the story with longer chapters? It is possible, but no promises.
Anyway, the drabbles should mostly follow YJ time-line. They're snapshots of the life lead by an OC who has been reincarnated as a female version of Wally West. Each update should contain 5 units.
Fun times are ahead.
Comments/Queries/Suggestions are welcomed.
Thanks for reading.
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