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Discussion in 'Pandopolis' started by Wally West, Sep 14, 2018.

  1. Wally West

    Wally West DC Universe

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    Date- 4th September, year 108
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    He'd been running for what felt like days, but he could not afford to stop, so he'd kept running ignoring the biting exhaustion, ignoring the agony that ripped through his body as he searched for one man only. He'd pushed himself right to the edge, but then Wally felt like he deserved the pain, the exhaustion after all if he had been faster, if he had been smarter, then perhaps he could of saved them, in his mind it was entirely his fault. He was in a new city now and there was a familiar building that he was making a dash towards, a building that in Pandora Town he had associated with Bruce Wayne. Which he associated with Dick, Tim and their siblings, it was going to be the first place he checked in this new town. He slowed as he neared the doors, becoming visible to those around him, a young man in a dirty yellow and red costume, filthy red hair sticking up in all directions, dried blood on the side of his head.

    Wally knew he looked a mess, but he didn't care, approaching the door he shoved it open, feeling numb to how his body wanted to do nothing more than collapse in on itself. The building was different, he could feel eyes on him and then he was moving towards the main desk of the Wayne enterprises building, the woman behind it was climbing warily to her feet. Wally stopped in front of the desk, reached towards the googles which he wore over his eyes and lifted them off as he spoke"Is Bruce Wayne here?" The lady's mouth opened and she had a look which suggested she was about to try to refuse him so Wally spoke again, in a firmer more authoritative voice"It is important, it concerns his family... Get him here ASAP."
     
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  2. Batman

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    The call reached him moments later, something claiming to know something about Bruce's family in a superhero costume and nursing wounds was down in the lobby. Bruce was down the express elevator in minutes and stepped out to see Wally. His eyes widened and he took off his suit coat and rushed towards him, trying to get a look at his wounds. He must have been hurt during the Cataclysm, but had he been searching for him for the whole time. What could have been so important that he'd be ignoring a wound that could have gotten infected? Bruce grabbed his shoulder and helped him to the elevator. "I'll be in the penthouse, no interruptions." He closed the elevator doors and went up, the caves were still being repaired and prepared for the equipment, the Cataclysm had destroyed plenty of stuff but he was working on excavating again, and he was building a new suit to replace the damaged one Lucius had given him during the Scarecrow incident. That would take too much time to repair and just having a basic costume would be enough for now. He didn't say anything on the ride up, still wondering what Wally was going to tell him.

    Then as the doors slid open he realized what was happening. "Wally...you said you had news on my family." He walked through the doors to the penthouse, not looking at Wally. Damian hadn't been reporting back, neither had Dick. "Who are talking about?"
     
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  3. Wally West

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    Thankfully the word 'family' pushed the woman at the desk into gear and she was obeying his command, Wally could feel his legs shaking beneath him. So in an attempt to stay upright he lent on the desk, barely noticing the look of horrified disgust he got from the woman as he focused on keeping himself standing, trying to pretend he did not notice the way his vision seemed to blur at the edges. The next thing he knew there was a hand on his shoulder and Wally was jerking upright, realising he must have zoned out he tried to bring his entire focus to the current time as he stared back at Bruce's concerned gaze. In that moment his throat closed up, Bruce was concerned for him, him the man who had let his son die. Shame filled his pale, lime gaze and he looked away, unable to meet Bruce's gaze any longer.

    The older man was speaking to the woman behind the desk now and then they were moving towards the elevator, Bruce helping Wally every step of the way. Then keeping him upright as they rose up through the building, if it were a usual day Wally would of cracked some joke about it being weird Bruce didn't live in like a vampire mansion in this world but preferred the tower at the centre of everything. But on this occasion the red headed speedster kept his mouth firmly closed, a sign of how bad his news was and then they were there at the penthouse. Wally allowed Bruce to help him forwards, listening as the man started speaking, his gaze going to the man's face but noting he looked ahead only. His pale, lime gaze dropped away and as they neared some furniture Wally pulled away from Bruce, using the back of a chair to keep himself upright instead.

    He swallowed trying to find a way to begin all the while wondering how one went about telling a father his son was dead. He shook his head before saying"I was with your son during the Calamity... I... It's not good Bruce... Oh god..."His hands gripped the chair tighter and his legs shook, but he forced himself to remain standing. He drew in a a calming breath and forced himself to lift his gaze, to fix it upon Bruce's face as he went on"I am sorry Bruce... But Damian is gone, I saw it happen... I was too slow... It's my fault, if I had been faster, stronger maybe I could of saved him... I... I'm so sorry Bruce.."