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“It’s no good Barry. Aw man, Artemis is so gonna kill me for this. And don’t even get me started on Mom and Dad… Just tell them, ok?
He was warm. Why was he warm? He had been so cold. But at least he wasn’t going too fast now. He opened his eyes to see. Oh. he was in the med bay. He hated the medbay. He let out a groan as he tried to sit up.
“Easy, you’re still healing.” A strangely familiar voice said. “I know you heal fast but you were pretty beat up when we found you.”
Wally opened his eyes to see the flash. But… it wasn’t Uncle Barry. It was…
“What the Hell!?”
Other Wally laughed. “Y’know, that’s exactly what I said.”
Wally wasn’t laughing. “What is going on? How long was I out? How am I alive? Are you a clone? Where’s Artemis?”
His double frowned. “I was hoping you might be able to answer some of those questions. We got a report of a power surge up in the Arctic. GL and Supes went to check it out and they found you. Passed out and wearing some ridiculous bright yellow costume. That was about a week ago. You were pretty beat. Took us a while just to be able to get your body levels up to normal, even with the accelerated healing. And no. I am not a clone.”
He laid back down, head swimming. “So… I take it your name is Wally West?”
“Yep. You too?”
He sighed. “Yeah. Yeah it is.”
He scrubbed his hands over his eyes, trying to figure out what had happened, and if he could trust this other Wally to help.
“So listen,” Other Wally said, “ I can buy you a few hours, but you’re gonna need to give us some answers about how you got here. And if you can’t answer me you’re gonna have to deal with Batman, and he won’t be as nice as I am.”
Wally snorted. “Trust me, I know. And I wish I could tell you. There was this doomsday device and the only way to get rid of it was to siphon the energy off by running round it to push it up into the atmosphere. Uncle Barry and Bart weren’t enough, so I helped.”
“Wait, Uncle Barry is a speedster?”
“Oh, uh yeah. He was the original Flash, long story. And Bart is from the future, another long story. But I’m not as fast enough as either of them, and it was like.. I don’t know how to describe it. I disappeared but was still there. I was going so fast. Faster than I’ve ever gone before. And then I must have passed out. From what I can tell, either this is some harebrained trick and you are a bad guy, this is the future, or-”
“An alternate universe!” his double interrupted. “We’ve run into them a few times before. I’m assuming you know about the multiverse theory?”
Wally rolled his eyes “Yes I know about the multiverse theory. It’s speedster 101. Different vibrations theory, right?”
“Bingo! When you ran, I’m guessing some energy got siphoned off to you, or maybe you tapped into the speedforce, either way, your vibration frequency must have shifted, and here you are!”
He snorted, “Well that’s peachy and all, but how do I get back? My family is going to be worried sick.”
Flash Wally crossed his arms and his brows drew together. It was bizarre to see his own expressions from another set of eyes. “I don’t know right now. I need to share this information with the League. I’ll let you know what happens. If you’ll excuse me.” and with that he was off.
Wally sunk back with a groan. Artemis was going to kill him when he got back… If he ever got back. No, he wouldn’t let himself think like that. He was going to get back. Back home, to family, friends, and his spitfire.