Chapter 1
Chapter 1.
"What do you mean Wally is missing?!"
The woman behind him in the line cleared her throat and glared at Barry with the heat of thousand hells. Normally that alone would have made Barry to apologize and back away from the situation but he had more important things to think at the moment.
"He never came home after school. Can you just please call those friends of his, they don't answer my calls."
Barry felt his own anger starting to grow.
"It's sunday! Are you telling me Wally has been missing almost two days and you didin't call me earlier?!"
Barry left the line swinging his free arm like true italian and stomped out of jitters. Barry might have not been Wally's biolocigal father but he didin't need to be. Wally was Barry's son in every way that mattered. Hearing that his son was missing and he was being told this two days later made him furious.
"It's not like you are the boys real father anyways. Just... Call those brats and find him." Mary sounded tired and worn. She had never been the best parent for Wally but at least she was hundred times better than that piece of shit husband of hers had been. Barry had always been protective over Wally even before the accident with Rudy, his biolocigal father.
"Sometimes I wonder if you really meant when you told that you wanted to make everything up for Wally. In the end you just as bad as Rudy when it comes to parenting." Barry flashed to his aparment and started to look for the little black notebook that had all the phone numbers of Wally's friends in it. One of them had to know something. Those kids were something else. They always had something going on, and usually it was nothing good.
On the other side of the phone Mary was being suprisingly quiet. "...You know what Barry, you are right"
Barry stopped everything he was doing. "I am?"
"Yes, yes you are. Why do I even try with the little bastard. It's not like he wants to be family again!" Suddenly Mary sounded very angry. Shit. That was never a good sign.
"When you find Wallance you can have him. Just... just tell him that he is not welcome back. If you like the brat so much you can just keep it. I have no use for a freak like him anyways."
Before Barry could even understand what had just happened Mary hung up on him.
This was not good.
Wally just wanted a break. Why did everything always go wrong. Here he was, sitting in a cold ground of some random basement, being held as a hostage by none other than Mark Mardon the weather wizard himself. It had been normal shitty day at school. He remembers walking out of the school building, exited to show his uncle his new magic the gathering booster cards, when a black van came to his line of vision and the next thing he knew was darkness.
Apperantly Mardon had some sort of master plan using me to get back to Joe West. Now it could have been a good idea. Everyone knew how much Joe loved his family and relatives. Except I was not Joe's family. Sure I was his nephew but that stopped meaning shit after what happened with Rudy and mom. Mom was Joe's sister and that made him my uncle, well not anymore. Not after what happened... But I don't want to think about that. Right now I was little busy being kidnapped.
I really hope Mardon dosen't just kill me when he realises that I don't mean shit to Joe.
"I don't fucking get this shit! I just got of phone with Joe West who fucking thanked me for kidnapping his own nephew?! Does he think I'm fucking joking with him? What in the bloody hell is going on here!?"
Mark Mardon was fuming. He had spent a good amount of time and effort for this master plan.
Everyone knew that family meant everything for Joe West. When Mardon realised that West's nephew was in the same school with Trickster, he saw the perfect chance to get back to West for killing his brother, and he took that chance. But now the dirty pig thought he was jokin with him? He would send that bastard little Wally's pinky to show exactly how serious he was.
"Hey if the pig didin't want his nephew or whatever back, can we have him? Young pretty thing like him all tied up gives me bunch of good ideas how to spend my next weekend..." Mardon just growled and sent a glare that could scare away the devil himself for the man. What in the bloody fuck had he been thinking when he hired these morons as his help. Bunch of trash, that's what they were. After this job was over he would shoot every single one of those disgusting rapists.
"You keep your hands away from the merchandise. Go and watch the door with your idiot cousin and make sure no one disturbs me and the little shit. I think we need to have a little chat." Mardon could see the kid go white at his words. Good. Be afraid you little shit.
The kid was neatly tied up and couldn't move a finger even if he tried.
The little thing was shaking, from fear or cold, he didin't know. Probably both. The basement was fucking freezing.
"Now that it's just you and me kid, mind explaining me why West didin't seem to care when I called him to inform how I had kidnapped his nephew. The fucking pig thanked me and all." Mardon was suprised in himself how calm he seeemed. Kid went totally still. He just stared at Mardon and seemed to be prosessing the whole thing.
Just as Mardon was going to start the rant of the life time, kid suprised him.
"WHAT?! Thanked you? I knew he wouldn't give two shits about me but he thanked you? After everything he did?!" Kid was literally fuming at the moment. His face was twisted in anger, no in rage and his eyes held a wild look. Just as Mark was about to continue, shit went down.
Suddenly the kid was up on his feet, free from the zip ties and walking in circles waving his arms wildly and speaking so fast Mardon couldn't understand a word. Actually all of the kids movements seemed too fast for him to follow with his eyes. Holy shit this kid was a speedster?
Suddenly the kid was right in his face. Everything around them seemed to stop. As if the time itself was slowed down. The kid had wild look in his eyes. Little trails of lightning could be seen coming out of his eyes. His whole aura just screamed danger and murderous intent. For a moment Mardon was the sacred one. Foe a moment it seemed like he was staring in the eyes of chaos.
"You are not the only one who wants revenge on Joe West. It's time I got my part of that too and you are going to help me with it"
Mardon was starting to regret his past life decicions.