Wally's confusion paled in comparison to the overwhelming pain that engulfed his stomach. Dear god, the hunger was unbearable. Barely able to open his eyes, the meta-human used speed to assess his surroundings. The heck?

The sun burnt his eyes as they adjusted, and when they did all he saw was light. Light and dust. For miles, hills of sand and rock baked in the heat.

Only then, he noticed the other pains besides those in his abdomen. The hero's skin was raw, and his mouth tasted of dust- a feeling he was far too familiar with by now. Pulling energy from thin air, Wally could only turn his head to see the rest of the Team. They were all still unconscious, but Robin slowly awakened and propped himself up from the coarse ground.

Costume torn and his cape frayed, Wally saw the Boy Wonder portray something that terrified him even more than his own hunger-

Robin was confused. Scared.

"D…Dick-" sound only left his mouth as a cough, and the bright sun turned to darkness. Kid Flash once again lost consciousness.

….

For the slightest moment, Dick forgot.

Unaware of his position, or even how he got here, Robin was overcome by the heat. Head pounding, sore, and dehydrated, the teen blinked and tried to remember. What was he doing? Where is he? Is that…Wally? Wally! The Team!

His peers lay next to him, each in full battle-gear and unconscious. To his right was Miss Martian, with an arm sprawled over Super Boy's chest. Artemis gripped and cradled her bow in the fetal position. To Robin's left was Kaldur, Aqua lad, undoubtedly in dire need of hydration.

Like an overprotective parent, Robin's bat training came back to him, assessing the situation and flooding his mind with at least ten various ways to appropriately react. First things first: Wally sat in front of him, gripping his stomach and looking dazed. Starving. The Speedster tried to mouth something, but struggled to formulate sound.

"Wally," his throat was coarse and made it nearly impossible to speak louder than a whisper. He needed water. Wally definitely needed food.

They were screwed.

"Walls…Kid Flash! Stay with me—hello? Hey, dude!" Robin crawled to his team mate. Unresponsive.

Regardless the numerous grown men the hero had defeated in his lifetime, hunger and his own speed could very well be his downfall. Sustenance was now the difference between life or death.

Dick then decided, no, he knew, that he will do anything and everything in his ability to insure that each member of his Team will survive. Wally, Kaldur, M'gann, Artemis, and Conner will make it out of this hell-hole.

We will survive.