A/N: I don't really know where this came from. The idea for the story was something a little more light heart and stuff but I guess this gives me a good reason to do more chapters. Oh, and I don't own anything remotely DCU.
Summary: (A series of maybe connected tales about Kid Flash.) Not all things bright things are made of sunshine.
The one, the only, KID FLASH
Chapter One: I'll never tell
If there was one thing the entire team ever unknowingly agreed upon, it was that Artemis was a bitch. It's not that they didn't like her, she was their friend and teammate but good god she had a mouth on her. If it wasn't her being overly secretive, then it was her complete and otter disrespect for Wally. Wally was a loud mouth but people expected that from him being kid flash and all. It was ingrained into his personality. Artemis didn't seem to understand this. Though their 'old married couple' arguments tended to be funny, they could sometimes go to far.
And it was usually Artemis to take the dive.
"…and it's a wonder you can even look at your self in the mirror. I mean who would love that face?" Artemis sneered in the direction of her friend (tell anyone and die)/ rival. Seeing as he didn't respond in the first 2 seconds, she took into assuming she had won and thus turned to walk back to couch. What Artemis failed to notice was the expression that had befallen the kid of speeds face. An expression few had every seen. Artemis would never know how deep those words burned. Knowing it was a jest, joke, a snide comment to make him fight back, snap and call her names, a part of the love/hate relationship they had, did nothing to cool the aching pain in the depths of his soul.
Artemis would never know that ever morning Wally woke up, he would look at himself in the mirror and wonder whose face that was, whose eyes and ears, whose mouth and whose blinding red hair the creature belonged to. He wondered if his parents really loved him. If every time he looked into the depth of his fathers eyes he didn't see a smoldering cole of hate. She would never know that he sometimes wanted to die and that if Uncle Barry had never came around, he just might have. That the scars he had didn't all come from fighting crime but those from long ago horrors and nightmares.
Artemis would never know that sometimes Wally would cry and shake, whispering things to himself that even he could barely understand and then, as he pondered his existence away in the early mornings of the day staring at the cold reflection across the room, he'd smile and wash, slip on his cloths, speed down steps to breakfast and ignore the cold penetrating stare of his father (cause it wasn't cold, it was concerned) and the fake smile of his mother (cause she was happy and she loved him) and go about his day. He'd meet up with his uncle and have fun. Then he would zoom around as the awesome Kid Flash, kicking ass and taking numbers and all with a bright smile on his face cause he was Kid Flash and that's just how Kid Flash was. Silly, but never sad. Never frowning. Never crying. Cause he was Kid Flash.
No one would ever know.
Not Uncle Barry
Not Aunt Iris
Not his mother or father
Not Robin or Young Justice
Cause he was kid flash
And then as Wally stood there watching the triumphic walk away of Artemis, he straightened his shoulders, folded his arms and shifted his weight into a cocky pose and smiled, erasing all traces that there was ever anything wrong.
"At least mine doesn't crack"
Artemis stopped and turned to him with a sneer, thoroughly getting ready to snap back.
But Wally just smiled.
Nobody would ever know.
Cause he was Kid Flash.