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Kid Flash
The Funeral Of Barry Allenby hitman44077
Prologue
Kid Flash ran towards Blue Valley, Nebraska, carrying with him the Flash costume and Barry's ashes. Just moments before, he'd learned that the disease killing him was now in remission, and, for now, his health was in the clear.
After all we went through, we managed to stop the Anti-Monitor. And, through some strange set of circumstances Superman mentioned, the five Earths exist separately from each other again. I have no idea how or why, but I'm glad. I can't imagine how I would have felt not 'existing'. The toughest task is yet to come, though, Kid Flash thought, glancing at the box containing Barry's Flash costume.
Kid Flash arrived at his parents' home, and knocked on the door. Robert West opened the door and was grateful to see his son alive.
"Hi, Dad," Kid Flash said.
"Wally! Thank God you're safe! Where have you been?" Robert West asked his son as Kid Flash walked into the house.
Mary West heard the two men's voices and hurried to the front door. "Wally!" she cried out, the tears began to flow as she hugged her son. "Oh, Wally! You're safe! Oh my God, we were so WORRIED about you!"
Kid Flash hugged his mother with one arm as he held onto the package containing Barry's ashes and costume. "I was worried about you two, as well. With what's happened the past few days, it's amazing we're alive to talk about it."
Kid Flash set the package down, then he addressed his parents. "I have some good news for you two. I told you before I left that I have a disease that's killing me. Well, I journeyed with the other heroes to the antimatter universe anyway. While I was there, I received a blast of antimatter. It seems that the antimatter has countered the effects of my disease. It's still inside my body, but it's being kept in check by the antimatter. I was checked out at S.T.A.R. Labs, and they confirmed it. I'm no longer dying." Kid Flash removed his mask and smiled, as a tear of happiness dropped from his eye.
"Oh, Lord, thank you!" Mary West shouted happily, hugging her son.
"I am so happy for you, Wally," Robert West said, wiping a tear away from his eye as well. He too was smiling.
"I've got a little time, but I'll need to get going in awhile. I'm going to wash my Kid Flash costume and take a shower. Once I'm done, I'll tell you everything that happened there, and why I'm not done yet," Wally said, removing his costume. Within one second, he'd placed his costume in the washing machine and started it up, and been back to his parents for their response.
"Take all the time you need, Wally," was Robert's response.
Wally sped up to the bathroom and entered the shower, turning the water on. While he could have bathed in super speed, he chose to bathe normally. This is going to be the hardest thing I've ever done. I haven't even come up with the words to tell Henry and Nora. I'd meant to stop by before this Crisis struck, but I never got to it. How do you tell someone's parents that their son is dead? Wally thought, washing his hair.
I know what happened to Barry. That nut, the Psycho-Pirate, told me everything. No matter what... I won't lie to them. They deserve the truth... and I won't betray their or Barry's trust, Wally thought, rinsing the soap and shampoo from his body.
Wally turned off the water in the shower, and used a towel to dry off. He then ran downstairs to the washer, as his suit was finished washing. Using his super speed, Wally dried the Kid Flash costume himself and put it back on. He then walked to the living room where his parents were sitting.
"That was fast. I swear, I'll never get used to that," Robert West said to his son, referring to his powers.
"You said you had something to do. What on Earth do you need to do now?" Mary West asked her son, a little edgy.
Kid Flash paused, not sure how to start explaining what he had to do. "Mom, Dad, you know that there's been problems on our world, and that several heroes died trying to save it. God, I don't know how to say it," Kid Flash paused, thinking of his uncle Barry.
The look of compassion was written on Robert West's face, as he saw that something was truly haunting his son. "Wally... it's okay. Does it have anything to do with the rumors regarding the Flash?" he asked Kid Flash.
"... Yeah. When I was in the antimatter universe, I found this." Kid Flash picked up the package, removing its top, and showed his parents the costume of the Flash. The faces of Robert and Mary West showed immense shock.
"...Oh, my God," Mary West whispered, placing her hand near her mouth.
"I learned that the Flash sacrificed his life to save our universe, among others. This was his testament. His ashes, which were found in the costume proves that a human died in the costume. This hurts me so much...," Kid Flash said, fighting against tears.
"Oh... no," was all Robert West could say.
"I have to turn this over to the Flash's family... Henry and Nora Allen. They need to bury their son, Barry," Kid Flash said, regaining a sense of composure.
The announcement of Flash's secret identity hit Robert West hard. Barry had been married to his sister, Iris, years ago. She had died a few years ago, but he'd liked Barry. They hadn't kept in touch all that well, but he thought highly of Barry all the same.
"I... I never suspected," Robert West said. "You said something before you left about Barry being dead... and he'd been missing since he was supposed to marry Fiona Webb. I can't believe it."
"This has taken a toll on me. I never thought a day would come that Barry'd be gone... but, now he is. I don't know how long this will take... but I need to see the Allens right now. I'll be back in a while," Kid Flash said somberly, picking up the package and putting the top back on.
"All right, Wally. We're here for you, son, remember that, please," Robert West said, as he walked over to Kid Flash and hugged him.
"Thanks, Dad. I love you both," Kid Flash said, as he traveled towards Central City and the Allens' home at super speed, carrying Barry's legacy.
***
Kid Flash sped towards Central City, the events of the past day still haunting him. The revelation that Barry Allen was one of several casualties in the Crisis on Infinite Earths had sunk into his head, but he knew what he had to do. Carried by Kid Flash was a package which contained the collected ashes of Barry Allen which were found inside his Flash costume, as well as the same Flash costume. They were being carried towards the home of the people who Barry knew best... his parents, Henry and Nora Allen.
This is going to be the hardest thing I've ever done. I don't even know what to tell them, Kid Flash thought, as he moved closer and closer to the Allen home.
Kid Flash stopped running once he reached the Allen home. He changed back into Wally West and knocked on the Allens' front door. It was Henry Allen who answered the front door. His face was nervous, though he put on a brave front.
"Wally!" Henry said, surprised. "What are you doing here?"
"I... I needed to see you... both of you," Wally said quietly.
Henry saw the serious tone written on the young man's face. "Come on in, Wally," Henry said with concern.
Wally walked into the Allen home, still carrying the package that contained Barry's legacy. He noticed Nora Allen sitting on the couch, rubbing her eyes with Kleenex, obviously distraught. She looked up at Wally, noticing she had company. "Wally, what are you doing here?" she asked Wally, trying to keep from crying.
"Nora, I needed to talk to both of you... about Barry," Wally said, his face still expressing sadness.
"Wally, there's been reports... rumors that the Flash was killed. We haven't seen him since he was acquitted a few months ago. Do you know anything, Wally?" Henry asked Wally.
Wally looked down at the package, and closed his eyes as a tear dropped from his face. "Both of you need to sit down," he whispered, trying to keep himself from crying. Henry sat next to Nora. "I'm sure you know about the problems our world has suffered through in recent days. The Crisis, that's what it's being referred to," Wally said, sitting down himself in a chair. "Throughout this 'Crisis', there's been no sign of Barry."
"When we saw him last, he told us he had to go away... he didn't tell us where, but he told us he'd be back eventually. He told us not to worry--," Nora said as she began to cry.
Wally watched as Henry comforted Nora and knew he couldn't skirt around the issue. "... I don't know how exactly, but Barry was captured by a creature known as the Anti-Monitor. This thing was behind the 'Crisis'. Among other plans the Anti-Monitor had, he had a cannon built that was poised to destroy our world and others. Barry escaped from his prison and decided to destroy the cannon. It... it was powered by concentrated antimatter... and Barry had to force its energies back into the device," Wally said, pausing as he remembered what the Psycho-Pirate had told him. "...Running at his fastest speed, Barry was successful and he destroyed the massive cannon. But... there was a cost."
Wally opened the package, and slowly handed Barry's Flash costume over to Henry and Nora. The horrified look revealed their greatest fear come true. They listened to Wally as he cried.
"Barry sacrificed his life to save everything he knew. Both of you, Fiona, Cecile, his friends and everything else that lived. I was called out of retirement to help with the heroes' efforts, and I joined them in the final battle against the Anti-Monitor. I-- I found Barry's costume in the antimatter universe pinned underneath massive amounts of rock. I'd hoped that maybe there was a chance that he still lived... but--"
Wally handed the urn that contained Barry's ashes to Nora Allen. She rubbed the tears from her eyes as more tears replaced them. "I had S.T.A.R. Labs scan the costume for any human remains... and they found human ashes, bone fragments and a few hairs within the suit. Oh, God, you two... I am so sorry... so sorry," Wally said, overcome with grief.
The Allens held the costume and urn in their arms, crying. In their many years of marriage, they had only conceived one child together... and it was their son, Barry. He had been the best son they could have ever hoped for. They remembered what he'd accomplished in his life, and had done everything right. Had he been perfect? No... but he'd been God's gift to both of their lives. He embodied the best of his parents, and it was their raising that made him a hero... whether it was working as a police scientist... or as the fastest man alive. He would NEVER be forgotten.
Henry regained a sense of composure, and spoke to Wally, wiping tears from his eyes. "Wally... thank you. You brought our boy home. We can never thank you enough."
"I needed to do this... for both of you... and for Barry. I would have felt horrible if there had been public confirmation before I spoke to you two. If there's ANYTHING I can do... please, let me know," Wally said, regaining some composure himself.
"What are we going to do, Henry? Our boy's gone. Oh, Lord, he's really gone," Nora said, burying her face with Barry's costume.
Henry paused before speaking. "Nora... the world has believed Barry to be dead for a while... since before the trial began. But... he deserves to be remembered for the good he did as the Flash. I think what would be best would be to have a funeral for Barry... where we and his closest friends and colleagues could say good-bye to Barry. I wouldn't be opposed to his closest super hero friends attending, either. He was close to Wally, here, and Ralph. I'm sure there were others he was close to, as well. The only thing we'd like to do is have a closed casket funeral... that way, there's no media circus surrounding us. Afterwards... after we've laid our son to rest... I'd like the world to know just who was the Flash."
Wally spoke cautiously. "Should I contact Fiona? She and Barry were almost married, had it not been for Zoom." He liked Fiona, never viewing her as a replacement for his aunt Iris, but as a friend.
Henry answered. "I'd like to... but I'd rather not. She had a breakdown when she thought Barry was dead before... I can't imagine what it would do to her to learn that he DID live for well over a year before actually dying. That could do some serious damage to her mental state."
"I understand. If you'd like, I'd prefer to contact those who you want to attend the funeral. Anything I can do to help you two right now I WILL do," Wally said, standing up.
"Oh, Wally." Nora stood up and gave Wally a big hug, which he returned. Th-thank you... thank you for helping us. We love you."
"I know. I loved Barry, too. Look... I'd better head to the Central City Police Department. I remembered one of Barry's closest friends on the force was at the Fiona nuptials. I'm going to see him, and I think with his help, we'll be able to avoid any coroner problems. I'll be back in a bit," Wally said.
"All right, Wally. We'll see you in a while," Henry Allen said.
Wally walked outside the house, and behind it, changed back into Kid Flash. He then headed towards the CCPD at top speed. Kid Flash entered the Central City Police Department, moving so fast that no one noticed him. He made his way to Captain Frey's office, as he had been one of Barry's closest friends on the force, and entered it, closing the door behind him.
Captain Frey sat inside the office, just noticing the young speedster had entered. "Kid Flash? What are you doing here?" Captain Frey asked with a surprised expression on his face.
"Captain Frey... I needed to talk to you. It's... it's about Barry Allen," Kid Flash said somberly.
The mention of Barry's name surprised Captain Frey. "Barry? Have you learned anything in regards to his vanishing?" he asked, obviously concerned.
Kid Flash spoke quietly. "Yes. I... I've found proof that Barry's... I'm sorry... he's dead." The look of sadness was overcoming Kid Flash as he bent his head down and closed his eyes.
"Oh my God." The Captain had a stunned look on his face. "What did you find?"
"I'll tell you... but I need you to swear to me that you won't disclose ANYTHING until Barry's parents wish it to be made public," Kid Flash said.
"Kid Flash... if he's been murdered as we've suspected, then we're going to need to examine the body. Have you found a body?" asked Captain Frey.
"That's not possible", Kid Flash said, knowing what he had to do.
"What do you mean, 'it's not possible'?" asked Captain Frey, growing annoyed.
"I guess I don't have a choice here. Look, just swear to me not to disclose ANYTHING I'm about to tell you," Kid Flash demanded.
"...All right. I swear I'll keep this between us. Now then, what do you need to tell me?" Frey asked.
"There is NO body. But, there is proof that he's gone. You see," Kid Flash said, removing his mask, "Barry Allen was the Flash. I know that because I was his partner for several years. I'm really Wally West."
"I... I never suspected... Barry was the Flash? My God... it puts EVERYTHING into perspective," Frey said, astonished. "He was always late... and it was because he was fighting the various foes this city had to offer. He went to trial for murder, only trying to protect his fiancee from the Reverse-Flash. You mean to tell me he's dead? ARE YOU SURE?"
"...I'm positive," Wally said quietly, putting his mask back on. "The Flash vanished after his acquittal, but somehow, he was captured by a creature set to destroy our universe. This thing was the mastermind behind the Crisis. Barry sacrificed his life to save our universe. His costume and ashes are what's left of his legacy. I found them in the final battle the heroes had with the Anti-Monitor. The ashes were human, and I turned both the costume and ashes over to Henry and Nora Allen. They're making funeral arrangements."
"You were one of Barry's closest friends on the force... close enough to be invited to his wedding to Fiona Webb. You're also high up on the police force. Barry's parents want a private funeral with his closest friends. They'd rather reveal he was the Flash after they bury their son. That's why I came here. I needed to tell you privately, and try to avoid anything that would connect the two before we're able to say good-bye," Kid Flash said.
Captain Frey grew quiet, pondering what to do. After a few minutes, he spoke to Kid Flash. "I'll take care of the coroner's report... stating that the matter is 'pending investigation'. That should buy some time for the Allens. I can't believe Barry was the Flash. He was a good man... a great friend." Captain Frey rubbed his eyes, and continued to speak. "He was one of us... a cop. He WILL receive the only thing we can give him... a police officer's funeral. He deserves more, God knows he does, but until his identity becomes public knowledge, that's all we can give him. I will miss him... I really will. I'm so sorry... for you, and the Allens."
"Thank you. Thank you so much. This means a lot to the family. I'd better go, but I'll contact you with the details of when we're having the funeral. I'll see you later," Kid Flash said.
"You take care. I'll see you in a few days," Captain Frey said.
Kid Flash exited the police department as fast as he could, and began his trek to find Ralph Dibny... the Elongated Man. Kid Flash sped towards Detroit and the JLA Bunker located there, searching for Ralph Dibny. Entering the bunker, however, there was no sign of any Leaguers... except for J'Onn J'Onzz, the Martian Manhunter, sitting down at a table.
Kid Flash looked at the Manhunter, eyeing the despondent look that was written on his face. "J'Onn?" asked Kid Flash, concerned.
"Wally," the Manhunter responded, trying his best to keep himself strong, but failing. "I am so sorry about Barry."
"Thank you, J'onn. Where's the rest of the League?" Kid Flash asked, confused at the lack of members.
J'Onn paused, Kid Flash's question reminding him of the League's loss. "Right now... at this point, there may not even be a Justice League left. The Flash is gone, and so are Gypsy, Vixen and Vibe. Even Wonder Woman herself perished in the battle against the Anti-Monitor--"
"WHAT?! Wonder Woman's DEAD?! You've got to be kidding!" Kid Flash said, shocked. The Manhunter's face was expressionless, and Kid Flash knew he wasn't kidding.
"Unfortunately... it is true." The Manhunter stood up and walked towards Kid Flash. "The Anti-Monitor destroyed her with a blast of antimatter. Superman himself told me."
Kid Flash's thoughts went immediately to his Teen Titans teammate Donna Troy-Long, known to the world as Wonder Girl. "Oh, no. God... poor Donna. Wonder Woman saved her life when she was a baby. I didn't even know she'd been killed. I can't even imagine the pain that Donna's going through right now."
"I, too, feel compassion for Wonder Girl, Kid Flash," the Manhunter said, reading the speedster's thoughts. "Diana, like Barry, was one of the best. Neither deserved the fate they received, and I will mourn the two of them."
"Is Ralph dead?" Kid Flash asked the Manhunter, worried that there were more losses.
"No. The Elongated Man is in Metropolis, with a few other heroes, making repairs to the city in the aftermath of the Crisis. Perhaps I should be there as well... but I have also felt loss in recent days," the Manhunter said, a hint of emotion could be heard in his voice. "One of the League, Gypsy... I saw her as a daughter. Her loss pulls at my being in a way that I've experienced few times before. I felt I needed to be alone... to see if I still desired to live on this planet. I do desire that, but it will be a long time before the wounds of the Crisis heal... and even then, I don't think they'll ever truly vanish."
"I... I am sorry, J'Onn. I had no idea--" Kid Flash said.
"I understand. It is difficult to deal with, but you understand it all too well. I hope that she did not suffer," the Manhunter said, saddened.
"J'Onn... you were one of the founders of the Justice League. Barry's parents are having a private funeral for his family and friends before we reveal he was the Flash. I'd like you to come," Kid Flash said.
The Manhunter stood silently. "Would this be all right with his family?" he finally spoke.
"I think so. They want his closest friends to attend, just not in their costumed identities. Is that all right with you?" Kid Flash asked.
"I would be honored to attend. Thank you for alerting me," the Manhunter said, a faint sign of happiness could be detected in his voice.
"Thank you, J'Onn. Look, I'd better go to Metropolis. I'll tell Ralph, and any others that Barry would have been close to," Kid Flash said. Kid Flash walked towards the Manhunter and the two men shook hands. Afterwards, Kid Flash sped off towards Metropolis... searching for the Elongated Man.
My God... Wonder Woman's gone... just like Barry. I was there, though. On Qward, when the heroes faced off against the Anti-Monitor. She was alive when I received the blast of antimatter. Just when was she killed? he thought, fast approaching the Metropolis city limits. It's so hard to believe she's dead. I keep thinking of Donna... and I can't imagine what she's going through. For most of her life, Wonder Woman was the closest person that she could call her family. She saved Donna as a baby, and later she, Hippolyta, and the other Amazons all donated a part of their strength to Donna, making her a part of the Amazon family. Once I'm done in Metropolis, I need to see her.
Entering the immense city, Kid Flash began his search for the Elongated Man, but it wasn't that long of a search. Ahead of him, the Elongated Man, Superman, and several other past and present Leaguers were working on a construction area, which had been damaged in the Crisis.
It's good to see that Ralph's all right," Kid Flash thought. Barry and he were really close, and Ralph and I became crime fighters within a matter of days of each other. I guess that helps explain why I've felt close to him, like he was a big brother of sorts, that and the fact that I was an only child.
The Elongated Man spotted Kid Flash approaching and used his elastic powers to lower himself to the ground. Superman himself secured a metal girder, and flew down to the street to see Kid Flash as well. "Wally!" greeted the Elongated Man, and offered his hand to Kid Flash. The two shook hands. "I heard about Barry. I am so sorry, Wally. He was one of the best... it's just so hard to believe that he's gone."
"I know, Ralph. He really was a great man. I came here because the Allens are planning a private burial for Barry before revealing to the world that he was the Flash. They wanted Barry's closest friends to attend, both heroes and civilians. You were a close friend of Barry's, and I think he'd want the other founders of the JLA to attend," Kid Flash said.
"I'd be honored to attend. He was an inspiration to ALL of us... whether we came before him or after," Ralph said.
"I'm glad you stopped by, Wally. It looks like you're feeling better," Superman said.
"I am, relatively speaking. When I was at the bunker earlier, J'Onn mentioned that Wonder Woman died. I can't believe that this Crisis took so many lives. It's horrible," Kid Flash said.
The wounds of the Crisis still lived within Superman. He'd lost his cousin, Kara Zor-El / Supergirl, and some great friends in Wonder Woman and the Flash. "I'm sorry I didn't say anything earlier, Wally. It's been a hard couple of days--"
"It's all right, Superman. Believe me, I understand," Kid Flash said with understanding. "I'd like to ask you a favor. I mentioned the founders of the League as being invited, and I know he was close to the Atom and Zatanna. Are there any others you can think of that Barry would be close to? Can you reach guys like Batman and Aquaman?"
"Possibly the Hawks, maybe Black Canary and Green Arrow. I can check it out," Superman said. "And I'll personally contact both Batman and Aquaman."
"Thanks. I think Barry's parents would be glad to have all of his friends in attendance, in civilian identities, of course. We'll be organizing a memorial service in Central City after the funeral, where we'll reveal that Barry--," Kid Flash said.
Suddenly, without warning, a part of the construction collapsed. "Oh my God!" yelled Kid Flash aloud.
Before Superman could react, the construction was halted... by a familiar green energy. Looking up at the sky, the heroes saw who commanded the green energy. It was Hal Jordan... once again Green Lantern, who fixed the construction in place.
"Whoa! Green Lantern! You're back!" shouted the Elongated Man.
Green Lantern lowered himself to the street and greeted Kid Flash, Superman and the Elongated Man, shaking each hero's hand. "It's good to be back, guys. I've had some strange days lately, but I'm back... and I'm back to stay," Green Lantern said with a confident smirk on his face.
"I'm glad to hear it," Superman said, but the events of the previous days were evident in the legend's face. Green Lantern spotted it immediately.
"What's happened since I've been away?" Green Lantern asked, concerned.
"We... we've lost some of our best friends, Hal. The Crisis did some heavy damage to our world... and we've all felt the loss," Superman said.
"... Who died?" asked Green Lantern.
Kid Flash answered. "Hal... Barry... Barry's dead. So is Wonder Woman. He sacrificed his life to save our world. That's one of the reasons I'm here. You were extremely close to Barry, and I meant to head out to the west coast to tell you of what we're doing in regards to a funeral for Barry."
Green Lantern stood there, numb, remembering the last time he'd seen Barry alive. He'd approached Barry during his murder trial, asking for his advice on whether or not to give up his ring for Carol Ferris. Looking back, he felt so selfish, and angry at himself. And... he never got to tell his best friend 'Good-bye'.
"This... this was unexpected," Green Lantern said, feeling a lump in his throat. "Aw, no... no, no, no..." Green Lantern placed his hand on his head, thinking of all the pain Barry'd gone through in his life. It was extremely unfair, he thought, trying to keep himself strong.
"Hal...," Kid Flash said, placing a hand on Green Lantern's shoulder, "I'm feeling the same pain inside. I loved him, too. I'd like you to come to the funeral. Barry's parents would want you there, and it would mean so much to them."
Green Lantern strengthened himself up and answered. "I WILL be there, Wally. Anything I can do for the Allens right now... I WILL do... I swear to you."
"Thank you... all of you. I still have some people to search out. I'll call you with the date and time sorted out..." Kid Flash said.
"No problem, Wally. We'll do whatever we can to help," Superman said.
After shaking the three heroes' hands, Kid Flash headed towards New York... and some familiar faces. He felt he needed to see Wonder Girl. I need to see her before I continue, Kid Flash thought, heading towards the home the Longs shared. The pain she's going through has to be horrible for her. She's going to need a friend right now.
Kid Flash arrived at the Longs' front door and knocked on the door. A few seconds passed, and Terry Long answered the door. Though he was pleasant as always, Kid Flash saw the weary look in his eyes. "Wally! Come on in," Terry said.
"Thanks, Terry," Kid Flash said, entering the home.
"Would you like a coffee, Wally?" Terry asked.
"Yeah. Sure," Kid Flash said, walking to a chair as Terry walked into his kitchen. A few seconds later, and Terry walked back to Kid Flash, handing him a cup of coffee.
"Thanks, Terry," Kid Flash said. "I wasn't sure if I should stop by. I found about Wonder Woman a few hours ago. I'm sorry."
"This may have been the worst day in Donna's life. I don't think there would ever be a day like today," Terry confided, lowering his head. "Donna left for Paradise Island a few hours ago. I know the Amazon standards, but I wish I could be there for her right now."
"I know, Terry. That's why I came. You see, once I found out, I knew I had to stop by. I... I know what she's going through," Kid Flash confided.
"What happened?" Terry asked the speedster.
"My uncle was the Flash. He died in this Crisis as well. I came here to offer any support I could for Donna. Wonder Woman and the Flash were two of the best, and the loss is hard... for the both of us," Kid Flash admitted, drinking some of the coffee.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know," Terry said, consolingly. "I'm glad you came by, though. Donna's going to need her friends more than ever before... and if the rest are like you, then I think things'll be all right for her. It will take some time. I don't know how I'd deal the news if my brother died."
"I know. I can certainly respect your privacy right now, but I'd like you and Donna to come to my uncle's funeral," Kid Flash said.
"I'll talk to Donna about that. I know she wanted to attend Dove's funeral--," Terry began.
The shock of hearing Dove's name mentioned bothered Kid Flash. "Are you serious? Don's DEAD?" he asked Terry.
"Yeah. He was killed trying to save civilians during the Crisis. Donna called his brother upon learning the news, but he lashed out at her in anger. I guess the two hadn't been active as heroes in a number of years. Needless to say, Hank declared that he didn't want ANY Titans at his brother's funeral. Part of me's mad at him for treating Donna that way, but a part of me understands where the anger's coming from, also," Terry said sadly.
"I... my God. Who else is going to die? Was it my fault Don's dead? I called him at Jay's house during the days of a merged Earth, and asked for he and Hank's help," Kid Flash thought. "I will respect his privacy, however... no matter how painful this is."
"Donna should be back later. I'll ask her about attending the funeral. If she doesn't want to come, then I'll come no matter what. I know how important the Flash was to this world, and he deserves nothing but the best... just like Wonder Woman," Terry said.
"Thanks, Terry," Kid Flash said with appreciation. "Has there been any news on Dick, Kory or Joe?"
"As far as I know, they're still off-planet. I know that Kole's in the hospital from the wounds she suffered in the Crisis, and Vic and Gar are at the Tower," Terry said.
"Poor Kole. I only got to know her after I assumed the Kid Flash identity for the Crisis. She's a good kid. I hope she's all right," Kid Flash said with concern.
"Her condition's not good, but it has slightly improved. She can't breathe on her own right now, however," Terry said.
"Oh, no. Look, I'm going to head to the Tower and see Vic and Gar. Thanks for talking to me. It means a lot," Kid Flash admitted.
"Any time, Wally, ANY time. I'm glad you stopped by, and it was good seeing you at the wedding, too. Your gift was beautiful," Terry said.
"Thank you. I'll see you later," Kid Flash said, as he walked towards the front door.
"See you then," Terry said, shaking Kid Flash's hand.
Kid Flash opened the door and left, as he continued his travels which were taking him to Titans Tower. He soon arrived and entered the structure. I've been on quite a run so far, he thought, as an elevator carried him to the meeting room floor. I do seem slower, but it may just be my feelings right now. Barry, Don, Wonder Woman... so much death. After this is all over... can we still be the heroes this world needs?
Exiting the elevator, Kid Flash walked into the meeting room. He saw Cyborg and the Changeling siting at the meeting table, their grim faces telling the speedster that they were troubled. "Hey, Vic, Gar," Kid Flash said, walking towards the two young men.
"Wally! Hey!" Changeling said, trying to keep up his normal joking appearance.
Cyborg was more truthful in his approach. "Hey, Wally. How are you feeling?" he asked his friend, concerned.
"I'm doing all right, all things considered. Barry's death really hit hard... and I just learned about Wonder Woman and Don," Kid Flash said in a serious tone.
"I knew the Flash and Wonder Woman, but aside from seeing Don at Donna's wedding, I'm sad to say I didn't know him all that well. Yet, it still stings... his death, I mean," Cyborg said sadly, closing his eye.
"Yeah. I got to know both of them as members of Titans West, and I never imagined this happening. I think Hank's handling this all wrong," Changeling said, in a mixture of anger and sadness. "We were his friends... Don's friends. He's always been defiant... like he's got something to prove. You know, we've all lost people we've loved and cared about... and not just in this Crisis. My folks are gone, Rita, Larry and the Chief are gone, Vic's parents are gone, too. But we never shut our friends away. We never blamed our friends. I wanted to be there... I really did. Don was so good." Changeling's eyes welled up, and Kid Flash walked over to him and hugged him.
"I wanted to be there, too. In fact, since I visited Terry Long, I've felt... well, responsible. When our Earth was merged with the other four, I thought we should gather up everyone we knew. I called Don personally and asked for his and Hank's help. I have to wonder... would he be alive if I hadn't called?" Kid Flash questioned aloud.
"Don't even think that way, Wally," Cyborg said. "I think when anyone enters this field, if you can call it that, they know the risk. It may sound cold, but if Don wanted to save innocents, he accomplished that before he was killed. While I didn't know him, I do know he held human life to the highest regard. The lives he saved may very well save this world one day. He and Hank were granted powers for a reason. This may have been that reason. There's no easy answer, though."
Kid Flash let go of his hug, as Changeling felt better. "You're right, Vic. I guess I've always second-guessed myself when it comes to most things... that, and Barry's loss is hurting me inside. I came because I'd like to invite you two to Barry's funeral. We're having a private funeral before we reveal he was the Flash. Will you come?" Kid Flash asked his friends.
Cyborg paused... not sure what to say. "Wally... I would like to come... as would Gar, but I don't think that's possible," he said, his voice shaky.
Kid Flash was disappointed, but calm. "Why?" he asked.
"This is a private affair. His parents want to draw as little attention as they can. Though I've come to terms with what I am, there is no way I can bring a media spectacle to a private affair like this. A cyborg, a green man... though we're friends, Wally, the media would ask too many questions, and disturb the time Barry's parents need to say good-bye to their son. I'm sorry. I really am," Vic said sadly.
"It's all right, Vic. I do understand... and you're right. Still, I needed to ask. You guys are my friends, even if at times I acted like a jerk. Thank you for being friends... my friends," Kid Flash said, offering his hand to Cyborg.
Cyborg shook the hand, and Changeling joined in, as well. "Wally, no matter what... we'll always be there for you. I just wish that Dick, Kory and Joe would get back. At this point, I'm not sure if there is a team of Titans left. Kole's in critical condition, Donna's on Paradise Island for Wonder Woman's funeral. All that's left is us. In regards to your uncle's funeral, we'll be there in thought, as our thoughts and prayers go out to you, the Flash and his parents," Cyborg said.
"I'd better head back to Blue Valley. I just realized that I haven't told Fran that I'm all right. I don't need her worrying any more than I've been the past few days," Kid Flash said.
"Well, get to it," Changeling said, trying to cheer Kid Flash up. "It's never good to be in the doghouse with a girl... unless you can change into a dog like me. Grr!" Changeling changed into a bulldog.
"Ha ha ha!" Kid Flash laughed... the first time since Barry's death that he'd actually felt good. Cyborg laughed as well.
"Thanks... I needed that. I'll see you later, guys," Kid Flash said, waving to his friends.
"You take care, Wally. Come back ANYTIME," Cyborg said.
Changeling, still in bulldog form, stood on his hind feet and waved his front right paw. "You heard the man. ANYTIME, Flasher!" he said.
Kid Flash made his way back to Blue Valley with his super speed, and arrived at Frances Kane's home. Knocking at the front door, Kid Flash waited for the door to be answered. I should have let Fran know I was all right after I saw Mom and Dad, but the grief I'm feeling from Barry's death blinded me to that. She's always been there for me... I don't think I'll ever stop loving her, Kid Flash thought.
Within a few seconds, Fran answered the door, wearing a robe and a towel over her hair, fresh from a shower. "Wally?!" she said, surprised and overjoyed. She smiled and lunged forward to him, hugging him and kissing him. Yet, Fran felt something wrong... he seemed distant from normal. "Wally... are you okay?" she asked him. The distressed look reappeared on the speedster's face, and Fran grew concerned.
"No... no I'm not," Kid Flash said, fighting to keep himself composed.
"Come on in, Wally," Fran said. "Tell me what's wrong."
Kid Flash walked inside Fran's residence, and she locked the door behind her. The two walked to her living room and sat down on her couch. "I've been worried, but I hadn't heard anything on the news about you. To some extent, that helped me... but I didn't stop thinking of you. I'm just glad you're safe," Fran said.
"I should have told you a few hours ago... but I needed to do a few things. After I left the house when I told Mom and Dad about the disease, I joined several heroes in the fight against the monster that engineered this Crisis. Our travel took us to an antimatter universe... and it was there that I learned the most tragic thing I've ever dealt with in my life. In the course of being there, I found Barry's Flash costume... and his Flash Ring. He gave his life to save our world... and he'll always be remembered for that sacrifice," Kid Flash said solemnly.
"Oh, no... oh, Wally", Fran said, saddened. Though she didn't know the Flash that well, tears began dropping from her eyes, as she felt the pain Wally was carrying. "Oh, Wally... I'm so sorry," she said between heartbreaking sobs.
Kid Flash pulled his mask off, and hugged Fran, as his tears began to flow once again. The hurt surrounding Barry's death continued to pull at his being. "I know, Fran... I know," Wally whispered. He kissed her forehead. "After my visit at S.T.A.R. Labs--", he began to say.
Fran interrupted. "You were at S.T.A.R. Labs? What happened? Are you all right?" she asked with concern, wiping the tears from her face.
"That may be the only good to come out of this, Fran," Wally said, wiping his tears away with his hand. "While I was in the antimatter universe, I received a blast of antimatter energy. Somehow... it's interacted with my body chemistry. The doctors at the Lab did some blood work and were able to determine that the disease is in remission. I'm not cured, but the pain is gone. It seems that the antimatter is keeping the disease in check. I still need to undergo a few tests, but that can wait."
Fran smiled at the news. "Oh, my gosh. I can't believe it!" she said.
"I seem slower. I'm not sure if it's from the antimatter or my grief. I'll find out after Barry's funeral," Wally said.
"It's been a busy day so far. I told my folks I was okay, and told them what I needed to do. I gave Barry's remains to his parents so they can give him the proper burial he richly deserves. I visited Captain Frey at the CCPD. He's going to take care of any questions surrounding Barry's autopsy, and he's assembling a crew to carry out a police officer's funeral for Barry. I saw several members of the JLA and told them of the Allens' wishes. It's going to be a private affair. Barry's parents want all of Barry's closest friends to attend, civilian and hero, as they say good-bye to their son. Henry, that's Barry's father, he wants to reveal that Barry was the Flash at a memorial service dedicated to the Flash, after the funeral is over. I feel that's the best route for all involved," Wally said.
"Wally, you know no matter what, I'll be there for you. It's so hard to believe," Fran said.
"I know. Aside from the innocent people that were killed, several other heroes died, including Wonder Woman and an old Titans teammate, Dove. In all my years, I've never seen something that could cause such mass carnage... and I hope I never see something like this ever again," Wally confided.
"When is the funeral?" Fran asked him.
"I'm guessing in a day or two. I'm going to head back to Central City and talk to the Allens. I'll see if they need any more help. I want to do all I can for them during this time. It's odd. I love my grandpa, but I think I have the same love for the Allens as I do for him", Wally said, confidently.
"I'll help you any way I can, Wally. Just please... don't run yourself ragged, not until you have the tests at S.T.A.R. Labs," Fran asked him.
"I promise. Now," Wally said, pulling his mask back on and standing up, "I'd better get back to what I'm doing. I'll be back later."
Fran stood up, and placed her hands on his shoulders. She looked him in the eyes. "I'm always here for you," she said, as she reached forward and kissed him. "Always."
"I love you, Fran. I'll see you later," Kid Flash said, as he opened the front door, and sped off towards Central City.
Kid Flash returned to Central City and stopped at the Allens' home. He knocked on the door, and Henry answered. "Wally! I'm glad you're back," Henry said.
"I figured I needed to stop by. How are you two holding up?" Kid Flash asked referring to the couple.
"We're doing as well as can be expected. Nora's resting right now, and that's probably the best thing for her. We've made the arrangements, and contacted several friends of Barry's," Henry said.
"That's good to hear," Kid Flash said. "I spoke with Captain Frey after I left earlier. It was an emotional affair. I'm sorry, but I needed to guarantee that there would be no questions asked in regards to a body... that said, I told Frey that Barry was the Flash. He swore to keep the information confidential and to take care of the coroner's report. He's also giving Barry the funeral of a police officer, with FULL honors."
"Wally... I understand. Frey's a good man, and you can trust him," Henry said with confidence.
"I'm glad you're not mad," Kid Flash said, relieved. "I also contacted Ralph, and several founding members of the JLA. They agreed to contact other heroes that were close to Barry, like the Atom and Zatanna. I told them of your wishes, how you wanted to bury Barry before publicly revealing that he was the Flash. They all agreed it would be the best thing to do, as they felt it was right to respect their privacy."
"I can see why Barry felt close to them. The League was very good to Barry, and I'm so glad he meant that much to them," Henry said.
"I am, too. There are two others that should be there. I can contact one of them, but unfortunately, I can't reach the other," Kid Flash said.
"If you're referring to Dexter Myles, I wanted to reach him myself... but I haven't been able to find the words to say to him. Could you invite him?" Henry asked.
"Yeah... I'll head over to the Flash Museum to see him. I just wish Jay Garrick could be there. He was Barry's inspiration... the reason he called himself the Flash was a tribute to the comics he read as a boy. Unfortunately... it seems that while there are still five Earths, no one can cross over like they did in the past," Kid Flash said sadly.
"That is a shame. Jay's a good man, and a good role model. The only thing that relieves me is that he felt the same way about Barry that Barry felt about him. Whatever Jay does, I'm sure he'll remember Barry the best way he can under these circumstances," Henry said.
"Henry... I said it earlier, and I'll say it again: You need ANYTHING, I'll help in any way I can," Kid Flash said.
"Wally... You've helped so much already. Nora and I can't thank you enough. I often wondered if Barry and Iris would have had children had she not been murdered. I'd like to think if they had... that their child would have turned out just like you," Henry confided.
"Henry... that means so much to me. We all had some good times, coming over here on Christmas Eve, sharing stories and just having a good time. I'm going to miss Barry... as much as I miss Iris," Kid Flash said.
"I know, Wally. I know," Henry said, walking over to and hugging Kid Flash. "I don't know if I said it earlier, but we'll be having calling hours tomorrow... before we lay him to rest."
"All right. I'll alert Dexter, Frey and Ralph and tell them of the plans. I'd better do that right now," Kid Flash said.
"All right, Wally. Thank you again for ALL your help," Henry said with genuine gratitude.
"Henry, I'll always help you and Nora. I love both of you," Kid Flash said. "When I get done, I'll call you and let you know everything that's happening."
"You take care, okay?" Henry asked.
"I will," Kid Flash said, as he waved to Henry and opened the door. He walked outside, closed the door, and took off for the Flash Museum. Arriving moments later, he entered the building.
He walked slowly inside the majestic area, noticing the many artifacts that made it unique among other shrines to crime fighters. Displays among displays showcased the Flash's most famous encounters, and the Rogues that contributed to those ventures. Several keepsakes that had been used against the Flash were displayed as well, such as the guns of Captain Cold and Heat Wave, mirrors and boomerangs from the similarly-named Mirror Master and Captain Boomerang, among other infamous devices used by other foes of the Flash over the years. Even equipment from reformed foes were found there, such as the costume, mask and weapon of Mr. Element. Quite simply, it was a beautiful site.
Kid Flash continued his walk, noticing several cases which he'd participated with his mentor, and those brought back old memories. He finally stopped in front of a case that displayed 'Kid Flash's Original Costume'. I remember it like it was yesterday, he thought with a small smile, recalling the adventure where Barry transformed his old costume into the costume he was currently wearing. I was so proud of the new costume Barry made for me. But the very first costume Barry made for me, the same day I became Kid Flash, I donated it to the Museum after that mission. I was so proud to contribute to the Museum, and I think Barry was just as proud.
"Well, I haven't seen you in awhile," said a voice behind Kid Flash. He recognized the trained voice as he turned around. Sure enough, it was who Kid Flash had arrived to see... Dexter Myles.
"Dexter... I'm glad to see you," Kid Flash said, offering his hand to Dexter. The two men shook hands.
"I am glad to see you, as well," Dexter said with a smile.
Kid Flash realized he had to get to business. "Dexter, I'm afraid I came over here for a reason. I need to talk to you... in private."
"I saw you enter as I was readying to close the Museum for the evening. We are the only two men here," Dexter said.
"I didn't know. This has been a busy day for me," Kid Flash confessed. "I don't know if you've heard of the unconfirmed reports--"
"--'Of the Flash's supposed death?' I have indeed heard of the rumors, but I also know the Flash. He has defied death several times... and I'm confident that he's done so once again," Dexter said with pride.
"Dexter... I'm sure you know of the events that have plagued our Earth, among other worlds. It's been referred to as the Crisis. The mastermind behind the Crisis was a creature known as the Anti-Monitor. He captured the Flash and held him prisoner. The Flash escaped and discovered one of the Anti-Monitor's trump cards... an antimatter cannon that was poised to destroy our Earth, among others." Kid Flash paused, took a breath, and continued. "The Flash knew he had to destroy the cannon... and he knew that to do that, he'd have to run at incredible speeds. He was successful, and he saved our world... but it also killed him."
Dexter listened, expressionless, as his memories of the Flash raced in his head.
"You were one of the few that was a friend to the Flash, both in and out of costume. His family is having a funeral to bury him. They wanted a private funeral, but they also wanted ALL of his friends to attend, both hero and civilian, before publicly revealing that he was The Flash. As for you... I think you deserve to know just who he was. His name was Barry Allen," Kid Flash said solemnly.
"'Tis a tragic irony. None ever suspected that the two were connected. Barry suffered through many tragedies, more than one man should suffer from, both in and out of costume. He was Central City's greatest champion... and my friend," Dexter said, a single tear dropping from his right eye. "It's also ironic to note that it would seem that he still lived these past few months. Crime was at an all-time low, the Rogues had left the city alone, and the citizens were all at peace. I thank you for the invitation."
"We'll be burying him tomorrow, after a set of calling hours, but I need to make sure everything's finalized. Either Henry Allen or I will contact you with more details tonight," Kid Flash said. "Before I go, I'd like to ask a favor of you. You're the caretaker of the Flash Museum. I wanted to sat up a memorial service to the Flash here, where all of the heroes could say good-bye to him and where we could reveal that he's the Flash. Would that be all right with you?"
"Of course it would. He deserves nothing less," Dexter said with a smile.
"Thank you", Kid Flash said, as he and Dexter walked towards the front doors of the Flash Museum. "Like I said, one of us will contact you later. I'd better head off. Thanks again." The two men shook hands.
Dexter opened the door. "Thank you for allowing me to say good-bye to my friend, Kid Flash. I will be grateful to you and the Allens forever," he said, as Kid Flash walked outside. "I will talk to you soon."
"All right, Dexter," Kid Flash said, waving to Dexter, then sped off home to Blue Valley. Opening the door to his home, Kid Flash walked inside and removed his costume. I'd better call Henry, just to make sure it's all straightened out," Wally thought. Picking up the phone, he dialed Henry Allen's phone number. Henry answered.
"Hello?" Henry said on the other end.
"Henry, it's Wally. I'm sorry to bother you. I wanted to confirm that there were indeed calling hours, as well as the funeral time, so I could alert the others," Wally said.
"I'm sorry I didn't mention it earlier. Tomorrow, from noon to two PM at the Warner Funeral Home, will be the calling hours. Giving the eulogy will be Barry's minister Thomas Walken. Nora and I plan on saying a few words about Barry. I wouldn't mind if you did, either," Henry said.
Wally felt a lump grow in his throat, but spoke. "Henry, I'd be honored."
"Thank you," Henry said. "After the eulogy, Captain Frey and the others on the police force will act as pall bearers for the police officer funeral Barry's receiving. We'll be meeting at the Central City Cemetery, where he'll be laid to rest next to Iris."
"All right. I'll call Dexter and the rest--" Wally began to say.
"Wally... you've already done so much for us today. I've already spoken to Captain Frey earlier, so I'll take care of Dexter, and any others that fall in the civilian category. Just alert his friends... the friends he had as a hero," Henry said appreciatively.
"I will. I'll let you go, then. I'll make the calls, and I'll see you tomorrow," Wally said.
"Thank you so much," Henry said. "Good-bye."
"Good-bye." Wally hung up the phone, then picked it up again. He then dialed Ralph Dibny's phone number. Ralph answered. "Hello?" he said. Wally quickly conveyed the details about the calling hours and funeral service. "I'll be there," Ralph said in a serious tone. "Have you contacted the other heroes yet?"
"I just received the concrete information myself," Wally said. "I plan on contacting the other League founders and--"
Ralph interrupted. "You've done more to help the Allens than anyone today. Look, I'll contact the League founders, and I'm sure that Superman will contact other JLAers that were his friend, too. Take a break... don't run yourself ragged. Barry was lucky to have you as a partner. Don't ever forget that."
"Are you sure?" Wally asked.
"I'm positive. I'd better get started, and Wally... thank you," Ralph said.
"Listen, you and Barry were close. I'm glad you're coming, and I thank you for alerting the League," Wally said. "I'll talk to you tomorrow. 'Bye."
"'Bye, Wally." Ralph hung up the phone.
Wally dialed Frances Kane's phone number. "Hello?" she answered with a question. Again, Wally went over the information about the calling hours and funeral. "Central City's not too long of a drive if I leave before sunrise. I'll pick you up early anyway so that we're not late. I'll be at your house at eight AM, and we'll head out then," Fran said.
"Thanks Fran. I'll see you tomorrow," Wally said with gratitude.
"I'll see you, too. I love you, Wally," Fran said with concern.
Wally paused before answering. "I love you, too. 'Bye."
"'Bye." Fran hung up the phone.
Wally hung the phone up. He walked inside the kitchen, where his father was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a glass of soda. "How are you doing, son?" Robert West asked with concern.
"It's been a hard day, Dad. Today has been pretty hard for me. Barry's gone... and he was a good man, Dad," Wally confided.
"I know. Dad's having a hard time dealing with it, as well," Robert said.
"You called Grandpa? I have to be honest. It was hard to say the words to the Allens... that Barry was gone, but I was at a loss for words when it came to him," Wally said.
"I know. That's why I contacted him. He deserved to know, and I know you would have contacted him probably later today, but you already had so much on your mind," Robert said.
"I appreciate it, Dad," Wally said.
"Your mother and I are picking him up tomorrow. Do you have any new information?" Robert asked. Again, Wally passed along the details about the funeral service. "That's good to know. We'll get an early start, and be there in time. I'd like to give support to the parents of my brother-in-law. They're good people," Robert said.
"Yeah, they are. Look, Dad... I need to do one more thing, and then I'm going to bed," Wally said.
"Okay, Wally. I love you son," Robert said with compassion.
"I love you, too, Dad," Wally said. The two men hugged. Then Wally walked back into the living room and picked up the phone. He dialed Terry and Donna Troy's house, but the answering machine picked up the call. Wally left a message regarding the details of the funeral. "And, Donna... I'm so sorry about Diana. I give you my sincerest thoughts and prayers. I'll talk to you soon. 'Bye." Wally hung up the phone and walked upstairs to bed, weary both physically and mentally from this agonizing day. He removed Barry's Flash Ring from his right hand and placed it on his dresser before going to bed.
Wally West woke up around six in the morning, unable to sleep anymore. He tossed and turned, but it was no use. I just can't sleep any longer. No nightmares luckily, but the funeral is on my mind. I never thought there would be a day like today, he thought. Wally sat up, and stood up, rubbing his eyes. He walked to the bathroom and took a long shower.
Barry... I've already decided to continue fighting crime as Kid Flash... but I want to do MORE than that. I want to do something that would make you proud, and keep your memory alive, he thought, rinsing the soap from his body.
Once he was done, he dried off, and tied his towel around his waist. He then shaved his five o'clock shadow, making sure not to cut himself in the process. He then walked to his room and put on a pair of boxer briefs and a robe. He walked back to the bathroom and placed the wet towel in the laundry bin. Finally, he walked downstairs to his kitchen and brewed a pot of coffee. He sat at the table and thought about many things as the coffee brewed. Once the coffee was done, he walked to a cabinet and pulled out a coffee mug. He poured himself a cup of coffee, added a little milk, and sat at the kitchen table.
The initial shock is starting to fade... but I doubt it will ever fully vanish. I keep feeling that if I hadn't retired, Barry'd still be alive, he thought in between sips of coffee. Maybe a lot of things would be different. There's no easy answer, regardless. I do have to wonder about Nora's comments yesterday. She and Henry both saw Barry after the trial ended. Why didn't Barry see me? I'm sure there's a lot we'll never know... and that bothers me a great deal.
Time passed rather quickly, as he continued thinking of the good and bad times in both his and Barry's lives. Before he knew it, it was 7:30 AM, and an empty pot of coffee joined the time. He turned the coffee maker off and rinsed the pot out. He placed his cup in the dishwasher and walked upstairs, where he noticed that his parents were getting themselves ready. His mom was showering, while his dad was shaving. Robert West noticed his son walking upstairs and spoke to him for a few seconds. "You feeling okay, Wally?" he asked.
"I'm as well as I'm going to be today. I haven't felt this way since Aunt Iris died, Dad. I know people die... but I guess you're never prepared for the unexpected," Wally admitted.
"I woke up thinking about Iris, too, son. You don't expect things like that to happen so soon in someone's life. One day, she was there... then everything changed. Sometimes... I blame myself. I know it doesn't make sense, but when things of this nature happen, you tend to remember the bad times, rather than the good. It took me a while to make peace with that... not being able to say good-bye to her, or to tell her that I loved her one last time," Robert confided.
"I've felt like that a lot over the past day or so, Dad. The only peace I can find is knowing that Iris and Barry have been reunited. I value your words, Dad. I really need to be able to talk to you, and I'm glad I can," Wally said.
"Wally... I know I'm not the perfect dad, but I want you to know that if you ever need to talk, about anything... I will ALWAYS be there for you," Robert said. A sense of inner strength was heard in his voice.
"I'm glad. Look, I'd better get dressed. Fran and I are going together in her car. She's going to be here in a few minutes," Wally said.
"Well, you be safe on the roads. Sometimes, there are crazy people that get behind the wheel of a car," Robert said with concern.
"We will. I'll see you at the Funeral Home, Dad," Wally said.
"Okay. Take care," Robert said. He then went back to shaving, while Wally walked to his room. He opened his closet and pulled out a black suit and tie, a white shirt, and his pair of dress shoes. He laid the clothes on his bed, and walked to his sock drawer, pulling out a pair of black socks. He put his socks on his feet, then put his shirt on. After buttoning the shirt, he put his pair of pants on. He put his tie on, and placed the suit jacket over his shirt. He put his dress shoes on, and tied the laces. He walked over to his dresser and placed Barry's Flash ring on his right hand. He then walked downstairs, and waited for Fran to arrive.
A knock at the West front door told Wally Fran had arrived. Wally opened the door to see Fran standing there, dressed in a black one-piece long-sleeved dress. "Hi, Wally," Fran said, her voice a little shaky. She was nervous, as her body movements revealed.
"Hey, Fran. Are you okay?" Wally asked with concern.
"...Yeah. It's just... well, I didn't get much sleep last night. I haven't been to a funeral since..." Fran's voice trailed off.
"Since your dad and brother died? Oh, Fran. I'm sorry. If you feel uncomfortable--" Wally started to say.
"I'll be okay. I just... I never had a real opportunity to deal with my grief... especially with my mother. I wanted to be a pillar of strength for you," Fran said.
"Fran... I have all sorts of emotions flowing inside me right now. But don't feel for a second that you have to be strong for me. Today is going to take a toll on everyone there. As long as those that cared about Barry are there, all of us will be able to keep a part of him alive," Wally said.
"You're right. Well, we'd better head out to Central City. We should arrive in time for the funeral," Fran said.
"All right." Wally shut the door behind him, and with Fran, walked to Fran's car. After both entered the vehicle, Fran started the car, and together, they began their drive to Central City... and to the Funeral of Barry Allen.
They arrived in Central City, after a several-hour drive from Blue Valley. Both of them knew their way around the big city, and were able to find the Warner Funeral Home with ease. Pulling into the parking lot, they noticed the time was 11:45 AM. "I know it's a little early, but I'll check on the Allens and see if it would be all right if we can come inside", Wally said.
"Okay, Wally. See you in a bit," Fran said.
Wally exited the car and walked to the doors of the Funeral Home. He checked the door, which was unlocked, then entered the building. He walked slowly, until he noticed Henry Allen standing by a wall. "Henry...," Wally said quietly.
"Wally!" Henry said quietly, with a smile. The two men hugged. "I'm glad you're here."
"I wouldn't miss this day. I'm sorry to come in so early--" Wally began to say.
"Nonsense," Henry said. "I was hoping you'd arrive early. You were so special to Barry. Right now, before the guests arrive, Nora and I have had the casket open. Even though all that's there is his ashes and his costume... we feel he's there. It's hard... I'll admit it's hard, but I thought it'd be best to be able to say good-bye to him before everyone arrives."
"Would it be all right if I said good-bye before the guests arrive?" Wally asked, his eyes starting to well up.
"Of course," Henry said, seeing the pain in the young man' eyes. "Let's go."
The two men walked inside the room where Barry's service was being held. Standing by the casket was Nora Allen, who was visibly emotional. She noticed Wally, and Wally took her into his arms, hugging the crying woman. "Oh, Wally! Thank you for coming!" she said between sobs. "Barry was always proud of the man you had the potential to be... and he would be proud to see that you exceeded that potential. We couldn't ask for a finer friend or family member."
"I know, Nora. Barry was so special to all of us," Wally said, glancing at the ring on his right hand. "I need to talk to Barry for a minute, Nora. Then I'll tell Fran to come inside."
Wally walked towards the casket, which contained the remains of his uncle, mentor and friend. He stood transfixed on the Flash costume that rested with the ashes, then looked at the ring on his right hand.
"Barry. Oh, Barry," Wally sobbed, his full grief pouring out as Henry and Nora watched, feeling his pain. Wally rubbed the tears from his eyes and continued to speak, even though his voice was shaky. "Barry... you meant so much to me. Where do I begin? You were my hero when I first heard of you. God, you could move so fast, and you broke so much ground. I wanted to be like you so much... and I'll never forget when Iris told me that her fiancee had arranged a meeting between the Flash and myself. This was before I knew you were one and the same. The Flash was EVERYTHING I expected him to be... strong, smart, and caring." Wally smiled, as he regained some composure.
"I remember wishing I could be like the Flash... and then it happened. I gained my powers the same way you'd spoken of, and it was a dream come true. I have always abided by the rules you entrusted to me... and I pray that I've never let you down. We went through so much together... facing all sorts of foes and menaces, traveling to different lands and times, all the while growing stronger in our trust in each other. I'll never forget the shock of the day you revealed your identity to me. It was the best of both worlds... my mentor and idol, The Flash, was my aunt's fiancee Barry Allen. Then the two of you were married, and I couldn't have been happier." Wally's smile faded, as he recalled other facets of the past.
"Somewhere down the line, things began to sour for you. God bless you, we stayed close as ever... but you had so much to suffer through. There were times that you and Iris had differences, and her career as a reporter played a role in that. You lived by your marriage vows, even to the bitter end, when Iris was murdered. The battles with the Rogues over the years was a lot to handle, as well. If that had happened to me, well, I don't think I could have handled it as well as you did. You defined the term 'HERO'."
Wally took off the ring that had been Barry's and held it in his hand for a minute, looking at it before speaking.
"Now... you're gone. You sacrificed yourself for a world that had, at times, rejected you. Even through the darkest times, especially the trial, you always remained positive, looking for the best that could be found here." Wally took the Flash Ring, and placed it on the ring finger of his costume, below the wedding band that he'd worn while married to Iris. "I'm so proud to say I knew you. I'll NEVER forget what you taught me, or the love and friendship we shared. Thank you, Barry... for everything I learned from your example. Good-bye, Barry. I love you."
The tears flowed freely again, as Wally bent his head down, and held his right hand over his eyes. Nora and Henry Allen walked over to the young man and shared their love with him, hugging all together as they shared the grief.
Fran had entered a few seconds earlier, and watched Wally's heartache. She cried silently, feeling his grief. As the Allens let go of Wally, she walked towards her sobbing boyfriend, and embraced him. Henry walked slowly to the casket, tears streaming from his eyes... and slowly closed it.
Noontime arrived in Central City, as the sky began to cloud up. It didn't deter any who wished to pay their last respects to Barry Allen. Nora and Henry Allen stood in amazement as several prominent citizens arrived.
Ralph and Sue Dibny arrived first, followed by Robert and Mary West, with Ira West. Dexter Myles arrived next, then Captain Frey and several others that Barry'd been close to on the CCPD. Troy and Mack Nathan showed up, as well. Cecile Horton was next to arrive. She was Barry's lawyer in his murder trial, and she offered her condolences to the Allens. Others arrived as well, like Hal Jordan, Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, and a man that Wally'd never saw before, but was talking to Hal. Wally walked towards them, as Fran started a conversation with Cecile.
"How are you doing, Wally?" asked Hal.
"This had been hard... real hard, but I'm glad we found what belonged to Barry. Who's this?" Wally asked, referring to the unfamiliar man.
"We spoke yesterday, Wally, at the bunker. John Jones... detective," the man slightly smiled. Wally knew then that it was the Martian Manhunter in his human identity. "From one police officer to another, I've come to pay my last respects to my friend Barry Allen." The two men shook hands.
"I'm glad you made it. Is Arthur coming?" Wally asked.
"Arthur Curry will not be here. He's involved with other ventures... mourning the losses in his land, and supervising his land's repairs. I don't know if we'll be seeing him anytime soon, as a result," John said sadly.
"He should be here... he was one of us," Hal said with some anger. "He speaks of responsibility and trying to keep the League going, but then he turns his back on it... and his friend? God knows these have not been our finest hours, but we need to come together, like we are here."
"Hal... part of me feels that way, but another part of me understands. Aqualad, from the old Titans, lost his girlfriend in the Crisis. The war was being waged on all fronts, from what I understand, and Poseidonis was one of them. I'm just glad you and the others are showing up," Wally said.
"The world's going to need heroes more than ever before, now. Hopefully we'll be able to grow stronger from these events," John said.
"I hope so. I'm going to talk to the Allens. I'll see you in a bit," Hal said.
"Okay, Hal," Wally said. Hal walked over to the Allens, and Ralph Dibny and Clark Kent walked over to Wally and John. "Ralph... I've got to thank you, and Clark, for letting everyone know what time we were doing this," Wally said with appreciation.
"Wally, I just want to be able to help. You and Barry were good friends to me," Ralph said.
Walking inside the Funeral Home next was Oliver Queen, Diana Lance, Zatanna, and Ray Palmer. Carter and Shiera Hall followed closely behind. "After Ralph called me, I alerted the other Leaguers that were close to Barry. They all agreed to come," Clark said.
Zatanna walked over to the men. She hugged Wally and said, "I'm so sorry. Barry was a special man, and a great friend. He confided in me at times after the death of Iris. During that time, I learned how lucky Iris was to have been married to Barry." She wiped her eye with her handkerchief, and continued. "Sometimes I wished that we could be more than just friends... but it was too soon after Iris' death. I even showed him the costume I'd designed for myself before I unveiled it to the League. He used that knowledge to help me rediscover my identity after a foe brainwashed the rest of us."
"I remember that venture. I was a construction worker, you were a homeless woman, and Ralph was a short-order cook," Clark said, with a smile. "Barry saved the day, as he had before. We were fortunate to know him."
"We ALL were," Ralph said.
"I'm going to talk to Bruce. I had to talk him into coming. I think he's still slightly unnerved, after what he saw in regards to Barry," Clark said, referring to Batman's viewing of the disintegrating Flash image.
"I understand. I'm going to catch with Cecile, while she's here. I'll talk to you later," Wally said to the group, as he walked off.
Wally walked towards Cecile, but a familiar voice stopped him. "Wally?" the female voice spoke.
Wally turned around. There, standing with her husband Terry Long, was Donna Troy Long. She stood there, tears streaming down her face, her own grief taking hold. She understood Wally's grief more than any person there, as she had lost her mentor and friend. Her sister, Diana, had been Wonder Woman. Diana was the Anti-Monitor's final casualty before the monster was stopped. Wally's heart sank, as he saw his friend's grief. He walked to her, and the two embraced. She clutched at him, burying her face in his chest, her full grief pouring forward. Wally cradled the back of her head with his hand, still hugging her. He closed his eyes, as he tried to be strong for Donna.
"Donna... I'm so sorry," Wally whispered.
"I know," Donna said through sobs. "I know."
They had been two completely different people. Wally grew up with the love of both parents, Donna grew up without knowing her real family. Still, from the moment they met, they were friends. From their first case as Teen Titans to this day, they had been linked. Now and forevermore, this tragedy would link them closer than they could ever know.
"I'm so sorry about Barry. Terry told me after I arrived back from Paradise Island, and I knew I had to be here. I wish I'd been able to have the support that you have here today, but the Amazon laws are to be abided by. Thank you for being there, Wally. I'll never forget your support," Donna said, regaining a sense of composure.
"I'm glad that Barry was so loved. The others here, Clark, Hal, Bruce, they cared about Diana as much as the did for Barry. I think they'd be glad to see you, and lend support, as well. If you need anything, I'll be there for you. I promise," Wally said with determination.
"Thank you, Wally," Donna said, as she kissed his cheek. They let go of the hug and stood in front of each other.
"I contacted Vic and Gar, but they wanted to keep Barry's privacy intact... at least until the Memorial Service at the Flash Museum. Kole's in the hospital, I understand, and Dick, Kory, and Joe are still off-planet. I hope Kole recovers... she's a good kid," Wally said.
"She really is. I brought her to the hospital, and they have done all they can. I pray she pulls through," Donna said sadly.
"She has an inner strength from what I've seen, Donna. She's a fighter, and she won't give up. Will you and Terry be going to the cemetery as well?" he asked Donna.
"Yeah... we'll be there," Donna said.
"Then I'll see you in a bit. Thanks, Donna... I am so glad you came," Wally said. "I have to thank someone before I continue."
Wally walked towards Terry Long, and offered his hand. "Thanks for coming, Terry. I'm glad you came," he said to Terry, as the two shook hands.
"I told you, no matter what, I'd be here today. You're a good man, Wally... and a good friend. I'm proud to say you're both to me," Terry said. "There's a lot of people here that cared about your uncle... and they care about you, too. Any time you need to talk, I'm here."
"I appreciate that, Terry," Wally said. "I'll see you two later. I'm going to talk to my grandpa for a bit."
"We'll see you, then," Terry said.
Wally waved to Donna and Terry, then he walked towards his grandfather, Ira West, who was speaking to the Allens. "How are you doing, Grandpa?" Wally asked.
"Not well... not well at all," Ira said sadly. "It seems like I just lost Iris all over again. My memory just hasn't been the same for a few years now, but somehow... I don't know, Barry's death hurts more than I would have realized. It's as if he was more than a police scientist, or my beloved son-in-law. He was a good man... and I was so proud of him when Iris and he married."
Wally thought, remembering why his grandfather had this feeling. "Barry told me that Ira helped him shortly after I became Kid Flash. I think it was in regards to the chemical used to condense his costume, and he revealed his identity to him. Something happened, and he developed amnesia in regards to Barry's identity. He's also been slightly absent-minded since."
"Barry's been a source of strength for us all over the years, Grandpa," Wally confided. "I'm just glad that he's been reunited with Iris."
"I used to think how nice it would be if they could have had children together... but unfortunately, it just wasn't meant to be," Ira said, wiping a tear away.
"I know. I learned so much from Barry, as much as I learned from you and Dad. All three of you taught me how to live, to act, to make yourself the best that a person can be, and I'll never forget or neglect those lessons," Wally said.
"You've grown into a fine young man, Wally. I think, despite this grim day, a part of Barry will live within you... always," Ira said, with a smile.
"Thank you, Grandpa," Wally said with a smile of his own.
Cecile Horton walked towards Wally. "I'd like to talk to you for a few minutes, Wally. Would you mind?" she asked.
"All right. Grandpa... I'll talk to you later," Wally said.
"Okay, Wally," Ira said, as he began to sit down in a chair.
Wally and Cecile walked towards a table holding coffee and cups. Cecile poured herself a cup. "Wally... I wanted to talk to you about the trial. For a few months, I've been friends with the Allens... even after my 'stunt'," she said.
"I wasn't too pleased that you did that to him, Cecile," Wally said civilly, holding his anger in. He remembered Barry's trial, and the day after he gave his testimony in court, Cecile seemed to learn that Barry Allen was the Flash. She proceeded to reveal his identity in court, but when she unmasked Barry, his face was different. "Barry had to live with so much those months... and though his identity wasn't revealed, I felt that was uncalled for."
"I know, and I also know that I wanted to clear his name," she replied.
"Do you understand that had his identity been revealed that day, his life would have been effectively over? Think about it. Barry Allen breaks the neck of his wife's killer. You understand that it would have appeared he planned the Reverse-Flash's death, as revenge? Imagine this, too: his identity is public knowledge. Now his life, and the lives of those he cares about, are in constant jeopardy. Maybe a Rogue wants revenge, or some unknown hood wants to make a name for himself," Wally said.
"I screwed up, and I admit it. But I grew to be a trusted friend to Barry, and the Allens. But I wanted to talk to you. I figured out that you were Kid Flash after the trial, and I know the trial was tough for you. I just wanted to say... I was sorry," Cecile said, removing her glasses and wiping her eyes with a handkerchief. "I am going to miss him greatly, Wally. At the trial, you stated that you were permanently retired. Are you still?"
Wally began to feel sympathy for Cecile. If she was indeed a trusted friend to Barry and the Allens, then she would have his support. "Not any more. The reasons behind my retirement from crime fighting have been dealt with. I will continue to fight crime... for what Barry meant to ALL of us. Look, I'm sorry I was mad at you. You cared about him as much as anyone here... and I'm glad you came," Wally said calmly.
"I almost didn't, Wally. Though Barry's acquittal was looked as by most as a victory, I still felt as if I'd failed him and his family. I was ashamed, to be honest. I don't even know if I want to continue to practice law anymore," Cecile confided, wiping the tears away.
"I can see why, with the many criminals that flood the system. I don't know what to tell you, Cecile, but you got to do what YOU feel comfortable with. That's the ONLY way you won't second-guess yourself," Wally said.
"You learned a lot from Barry, didn't you?" Cecile asked with a smile. She put her glasses back on.
"I've tried. I just wish he was still alive," Wally said.
"I know... I know", Cecile said.
Suddenly, music began to be played, signaling the start of the Funeral Service. "We'd better find our seats, Cecile. I'll see you later, okay?" Wally asked.
"Okay. 'Bye," Cecile said, as she walked towards an empty seat.
Wally himself walked over to where Fran was sitting, as the music began to fade. The Allens walked towards the small podium to speak.
"I'm glad to see so many of you here today. We're here to remember one man, someone that was special to all of us. Maybe he was a work colleague, maybe he was a friend, or maybe he was family. To us... he was our son. He was Barry Allen," Henry said.
Nora spoke. "I remember that day at Fallville Hospital... the day our baby boy was born. He was two weeks late, but he was so beautiful. He had such a knack for science and chemistry, and he excelled in that field. So well, in fact that he earned a college degree with his knowledge and interest. Above all else, he just wanted to help others, and it was that desire that led him to become a police scientist for the Central City Police Department."
"He was a valued member of the department, and strove to uphold the law in his field. He had a personal life outside work, and he held himself to those same standards. Most of you here know that, though," Henry said with a smile. Those crime fighters in attendance smiled, as it was his way of acknowledging Barry's identity as the Flash. "But his happiest times were spent with the woman he loved with his heart and soul. Her name was Iris West."
"Iris, as most of you know, was a reporter here in Central City. They were complete opposites, but that might be why they fell foe each other," Nora said. "Iris was the love of his life. She was a wonderful daughter-in-law, and they brought each other so much happiness. It nearly broke our hearts when she died. Barry seemed lost, not knowing what to do. Despite this tragedy, he managed to move forward, not forgetting her or the love they shared. She would live inside his heart for the rest of his life."
"He never forgot her, but he grew close to another woman as time went by. Her name was Fiona Webb, and they dated quite a while. As their relationship began to blossom into love, Barry felt guilty. He felt at that time, he was betraying Iris' memory. I think he was afraid of Fiona's mortality, as well. After a rocky period, they finally declared their love for each other. Barry made peace with Iris' memory, and they proceeded to marry. Sadly... they wouldn't be married," Henry said, as he knew he had to lie about his son's disappearance.
"He... vanished, mysteriously. We didn't know what had happened to him, but we were greatly concerned. The predicament seemed to imply that Barry was the victim of foul play. For over a year... we've had no idea as to Barry's whereabouts, or whether he was still alive. Yesterday... we learned the sad truth. Barry was dead... and we never got to say good-bye to our boy," Henry said, wiping his eyes.
"As a parent... you expect your child or children to live beyond your own life. Sadly... we're here to lay our son to rest. We are going to miss him so much... and our lives are forever changed. We will never know our baby boy's love again... but I assure you all, he will never be forgotten. We will never stop keeping his memory alive in our hearts. We love you, Barry. God bless," Nora said, as her emotion overwhelmed her. Henry embraced his wife, holding her for a few minutes, then the two sat down.
Wally stood up, and walked to the podium. "There will never be another like Barry Allen... ever. I was fortunate to know him for half of my life. I remember the day my Aunt Iris introduced me to him. He was a likable guy... and I grew to become his friend. He never treated me as a child, or as an annoyance, but as an equal. Here I was, just a kid, but we were on equal footing. He taught me so much over the years, and I've never forgotten. I feel he helped me grow up before most teenagers ever hit eighteen. He was selfless, and he always thought of others before his own well-being. I think I held him in the same regard as my father... respect, support and friendship were all the key. I can't tell you how happy I was that day when Iris and Barry married. Two of the best people I've ever known, united in holy matrimony. So much changed over the years, but Barry NEVER changed. He remained the tried and true friend that I met for the first time all those years ago. And now... he's gone. I'll never enjoy his company again. He never let himself be beaten... even when everything went to blazes. He never QUIT... and I'll always cherish his memory and example. I hope he's proud, wherever he is... and at peace. I love you, Barry," he said, managing to hold his emotions inside his body.
He walked back to his seat, and the minister, Thomas Walken approached the podium. "Today is a very sad day for us, my friends. I was fortunate to know Barry as a boy at St. James church here in Central City. I had just started as an assistant at the church, and I watched Barry grow up. He was a bright boy, and he had a strong belief in God. He lived a life that some dream about, but never achieve. I remember a time, shortly after I became the full-time minister at St. James, when Barry arrived late for services. I kidded with him that the good lord enjoys the day of rest that this was the one day he wasn't late for. He looked at me and said, 'He was lucky to accomplish his goals in six days. Sometimes I feel like I'll be six days late for my graduation!' We both laughed, and he was never late again. I will remember his desire to do right for the world, and, had he chosen a similar path as I, I think he would have preached the good word. His was an example all of us should strive for. I, as well as all of you here, will miss him greatly. But he has only closed the door on his Earthly body. His soul will live eternally in the gates of Heaven and in the company of his wife Iris and our lord, God. May he rest in peace."
"This service is concluded. We'll be heading to Central City Cemetery, where we'll lay our friend to rest. Afterwards, there will be a gathering at the Allens' residence. May God keep you safe in your travels," the minister said.
The many guests in attendance stood up. All walked by the casket, paying their last respects to Barry, then all walked outside the Warner Funeral Home and towards their cars. Inside, Captain Frey and the others he'd chosen as pall bearers picked up the casket, and walked outside to a hearse. There, the casket was placed inside and secured. Police cars were set up in front of the Funeral Home, and as all cars formed a line, they followed the police car and the hearse towards Central City Cemetery.
The Funeral procession arrived at the Central City Cemetery, where everything had been prepared. The pall bearers, led by Captain Frey, walked towards the hearse, and slowly removed the casket which contained the remains of Barry Allen. Slowly, as Barry's family and friends walked towards Barry's grave, the pall bearers followed. A police honor guard fired shots in the air, signaling the loss of an officer. The pall bearers slowly laid the casket on top of the grave sight. The casket lay still, as the sky grew darker, threatening to rain. Small clasps of thunder was heard, but there was no storm break. Thomas Walken spoke, as Wally West stood next to the Allens, but he was lost in thought.
This is it, Wally thought sadly. The man who'd given so much to everything he knew... and this is his final resting place. God, Barry, I will carry on the good fight, but I want to do more than that. I want to keep what you represent alive... for the rest of my life. This world needs you still, Barry. I NEED YOU. How can I keep what you represent alive, though? What can I do to honor what you taught me over the years?
Without warning, in front of all at the Funeral, a loud clasp of thunder boomed... and with it, shot a bolt of lightning across the sky. It shocked most, but for Wally... it was the answer he'd looked for.
That's it, he thought, feeling a revelation. NOW... I know what I must do. For Barry... for the Allens... for everything that meant something to Barry. No matter what... his legacy WILL endure. Now and forever.
By this time, the minister had finished with the service, and Captain Frey handed a folded American Flag that had been draped over the casket while it was in the hearse to Nora Allen. They stood, silently, as the casket was lowered... and slowly, with their respects paid to their fallen friend, left the cemetery. Barry Allen was finally laid to rest next to the body of the woman he'd loves so dearly... his wife, Iris West Allen.
Some time later, that day, most of those that had gathered at the Allens' home had left for their homes... the memory of this day staying within them forever.
Wally, with mixed feelings, decided to speak to the Allens about what he wanted to do for Barry. Fran was washing dishes for Nora. "Henry... Nora... I need to talk to you both," Wally said nervously.
"What is it, Wally?" asked Nora.
"I've felt lost these past few days. Barry meant so much to me, and I owe so much to him. I wanted to keep his memory alive, but I had no idea how to properly do that. But today, at the cemetery, when the lightning flashed across the sky... that's when I realized what I should do... to keep everything he taught me alive. Still, my main concern was for the two of you. I don't know if you'd approve of what I wanted to do, but I need to ask you for your permission. I... I want to keep his memory alive, and I want to adopt the identity of the Flash," Wally said with determination.
The Allens paused, not knowing what to say.
"Barry was my hero, and my friend. The world needs a Flash to keep fighting the good fight. But, I'm asking both of you for permission because I don't want to steal his identity... or to make both of you uncomfortable. He meant so much to this world, and if I can keep his legacy alive, then by God I'll do it," Wally said.
"Wally...," Henry said. "Barry was a special man. But YOU were special to him. He valued your friendship above most others. You're a man, Wally, and Nora and I are proud of the way you've grown up. Not only do you have our permission... but you have our blessing, son."
Nora and Henry smiled, knowing whatever happened next, there would always be a Flash, and thus, a part of Barry would continue his crusade against those that threatened his city and loved ones.
"I just realized something. I'll be back in a minute, Wally," Henry said, walking towards his son's room. A few minutes later, he walked back out, carrying a letter and a Flash Ring. He handed over the letter to Wally, but hid the Flash Ring from view. "That last time we saw Barry, he spoke briefly, but he left this for you."
Wally opened the letter and read it to himself.
Wally. This is Barry. I'm sorry I can't stay right now, but something has happened. It's a surprise, but I think you'll be as happy as I am. I'm not sure when I'll be back, but I will, eventually. I haven't forgotten about your problem, but I'll do what I can to help you... no matter how long it takes. Always keep the faith, Wally. Barry.
Wally closed his eyes, remembering his friend and the trust they shared. Whatever happened, he was trying to find a cure for me. He never forgot me. And I'll never be able to thank him for his efforts, he thought, opening his eyes again.
"There's one more thing, Wally. Barry told me the two of you had a jog a few days after you graduated from high school. It was then that you explained that you wanted to retire from crime fighting. What you didn't know was this," Henry said, revealing the Flash Ring. "Barry never knew how long he'd be crime fighting, but he'd thought that maybe a day would come that you'd want to carry on for him. He made the costume and crafted this ring, in case you ever wanted to adopt the Flash identity. He never told you about this because he didn't want to pressure you into doing something that you might not have wanted to do. He understood that you were your own man, and he respected that."
Henry handed the Ring to Wally. "The suit should fit. You still have the same height and build that you did the day you graduated. In some way... I feel it's Barry's final gift," he said to Wally.
Wally held the Ring in his hand, fighting back his tears, and placed the Ring on his left ring finger. "Henry... I can't thank you enough. This means so much to me, and I swear to you both: I will NEVER let you, or Barry, down," he said to the Allens. They hugged the speedster, as Fran watched. She'd viewed the whole thing, after finishing the dishes, and she was never more proud of Wally than this day. She smiled, as a tear dropped from her eye.
Bless you, Barry Allen, she thought, bless you.
"Tomorrow might be as difficult, with the Flash's Memorial Service. Are you two sure you want to reveal Barry's identity?" Wally asked.
"Yes. We were able to say good-bye to our boy today, but people need to know about the man behind the Flash. Nora and I plan on selling this house anyway, because frankly, it holds too many memories. But when it comes to revealing Barry's identity, well, I'd like to ask you to do that. Nora and I want to maintain a sense of privacy, and we need some time to mourn for him by ourselves," Henry said.
"Then I'll do it. But if you ever need ANYTHING, I'll help you," Wally said.
"Thank you," Nora said.
"We'd better head off, Fran and I. Take care, all right?" Wally asked.
"We will. You two do the same," Henry said.
Fran exited the kitchen and walked up to Wally. "I think everything's in order. I'm glad I could help you two," she said to the Allens.
"Thanks a lot, Fran. I hope you come by soon," Nora said.
"I'll try. Good-bye."
Wally and Fran opened the door, walked outside the Allen home, towards their car and entered it. After waiving at the Allens, Fran started the car, and together, they drove back to Blue Valley.
The drive back to Blue Valley seemed quicker than the trip to Central City. Eventually, Fran found herself parked in front of Wally West's home. "Thank you for going to the Funeral with me, Fran. Today's been very hard for me... but yet, I feel, I don't know, better than I have in a few days," Wally confided.
"I think your talk with the Allens helped a great deal, Wally," Fran said, placing her hand on Wally's cheek.
"It really did. It was hard to ask for their permission, but I needed to. For them to give both permission and their blessing, I can't tell you how much that means to me," Wally said, placing his own hand on top of Fran's hand which rested on his cheek.
"When are you going to adopt the Flash identity formally?" Fran asked.
"Tomorrow. Superman, Ralph and GL are going to speak before I do. I'm going to talk to them before the start of the Memorial Service, and let them know about the talk I had with the Allens. I plan on giving my speech as Kid Flash before making my announcement. I am a little concerned, though. I'm not certain how they'll react, or if they'll approve," Wally confessed.
"A hero's deeds speak for his or her character, Wally. You have proven that many times. You stated to the Allens that you wanted to keep his memory alive, and I agree that your adopting the Flash identity would ensure that Barry's legacy will live on. If you need anymore proof than their blessing, then look at your left hand," Fran said, rubbing the Flash ring with one of her fingers. "That is Barry's gift to YOU. Embrace it."
"You're right, Fran. No matter what happens next, I'm prepared to face the future as the Flash. And I'm so glad you're a part of that future, Fran. I don't know what I'd do without you," Wally said, slowly turning towards Fran's face. The two shared a long kiss, their love never stronger. "I love you, Fran."
"I love you too, Wally. You mean so much to me," Fran said with a smile.
"I feel the same way about you. Before I go inside, I'd like to ask if you're going to Flash's Memorial Service tomorrow," Wally said.
"...I'd better not. For the time being, Barry Allen and the Flash are still two different people, and I'm not a super hero. But I will be there in spirit. Just think of me if you feel alone, all right?" she said, feeling a little guilty.
"I understand. I'll stop by tomorrow after the Memorial Service, okay?" Wally asked.
"Okay. Good luck tomorrow," Fran said with a pleasant smile.
"Thanks. See you then," Wally said with a smile of his own. He opened the car door, exited the vehicle, closed the door, and waved to Fran. Fran waved back, and she drove herself home. Wally himself walked to his home's front door, let himself in, and shut the door behind him. After locking the door, he walked upstairs, undressed, placed his new Flash Ring next to his Kid Flash Ring, and went to bed... his final thoughts concerning Barry and the Allens allowed him to fall asleep quickly, and peacefully.
Earth-2 Interlude
In the wake of the Crisis' ending, once again, there were five Earths. Jay Garrick walked inside his home, took off his Flash helmet, and sat down in a chair. His demeanor showed just how distressed he truly was.
"We won the war against the Anti-Monitor, and yet, I feel so hollow inside. Green Arrow's dead, Wildcat's legs were crippled, Hawkman's still recovering from the wounds suffered in the Villain War. I'm ashamed to think it, but none of it bothers me the way Barry's death does," Jay said sadly. "For several hours now, I've been thinking of the many adventures we had together, and just how much his friendship meant to me. If not for Barry, this old speedster would still be retired, or worse. His involvement paved the way for the JSA to band together once more. It's still hard to believe that on Earth-1, I was just a comic character... but I made a difference to Barry's life, just as Barry did to my life."
Jay stood up, and walked to a shelf containing photos from his team-ups with the Earth-1 heroes. He removed a photo which showed Jay and Barry's historic handshake from when Barry first crossed over from Earth-1 to Earth-2. He smiled as he remembered the past. "Those were some good times. It wasn't fun and games, but the fact that we could anticipate what the other would do is uncanny. What a guy Barry was," he said, putting the photo back. He walked towards a window, and looked outside, up into the stars.
"Now... you're gone, Barry. Clark told me of Wally's finding the Flash costume. I wanted to be there for the Allens... God knows I feel guilty. I tried, Barry... God, I tried to cross over... but no matter how fast I moved, I... I just couldn't cross over. And a part of me wonders if you'd still be alive had it not been for my inspiration--" Jay said.
"Jay?" a familiar voice said behind him. Jay turned around to see his wife, Joan Garrick, wearing a robe.
"Joan. I've been thinking about a lot of things today," Jay said.
Joan reached out to Jay, holding his hand with her own. "You've been thinking about Barry, haven't you?" she asked, her concerns for Jay.
"Yes. Joan... I just can't believe he's dead. He was a good man, Joan, and at times, he was like a son to me. This Crisis had too many deaths attached to it," Jay said, never one to hide anything from his wife. "I can't even cross over to Earth-1. I can't give Henry, or Nora, or Wally any support. Barry saved lives on this Earth as he did on his own Earth. He needs to be remembered here as he will be on his own Earth."
"You first met Barry after he helped you liberate Keystone City. I think, had he lived here, his morals would have helped inspire others to follow in his steps. Perhaps, he needs a lasting tribute here, as he would receive on Earth-1," Joan suggested.
Jay smiled, as he realized what he should do. "You're right, Joan. I'll be back in a few minutes," he said before racing off.
At sudden speed, Jay raced to the construction yard where he and Barry had first encountered each other. He located a large piece of metal, which he crafted and molded with his super speed into a life-size likeness of Barry Allen's Flash. As soon as that was finished, he grabbed a bucket, and with more super speed, made trips to a small pond, scooping up water to cool off the statue. Within several minutes, and thousands of trips back and forth, the statue finally cooled, as it was tempered. Securing it to a cart, Jay pulled the statue to the exact spot that Barry'd first arrived on Earth-2, and secured the statue to the ground. With that task done, Jay then made a plaque to go with the statue. It read: 'In Memory Of Barry Allen, Earth-1's Flash, Who Died To Save Five Earths. May He Rest In Peace'. He secured the plaque next to the statue, so that all could read about this man who made history in so many ways. He smiled, feeling that he'd given a little back to the man who'd looked up to him. He sped home and brought Joan back to the sight.
"Oh, Jay... That is so beautiful," Joan said, as she wiped tears from her eyes. "Barry would be so proud."
"Thank you, Joan. I hope our world can appreciate all he gave to it. I know I do," Jay said.
They stood several more minutes, and then left to go back to their home. Joan went to bed, but before Jay himself went to bed, he thought a few more minutes. Thanks for being a friend, Barry. I'm glad that I was able to know you. You will NEVER be forgotten, my friend. Jay then went to bed, his conscience feeling better than it had in a long while.
***
The next morning, on Earth-1, Wally West woke up after a long sleep, and felt reassured after the events of yesterday. Today's going to be an important day... but I'm prepared for it, Wally thought, sitting up in the bed. I'm glad Dexter's allowing us to meet in front of the Flash Museum. It was so important to Barry. He deserves nothing less.
Wally stood up, and walked to the bathroom, where he shaved his face. Afterwards, he walked into the shower, and the hot water helped wake him up. Soaping up, he cleaned himself and after rinsing the soap away, he turned the water off. He dried off with a towel, and walked back to his room. Inside the room, he picked up his Kid Flash Ring, and his new Flash Ring that Henry Allen gave him the previous day. He placed his Kid Flash ring on his finger, released the Kid Flash costume from it, and reflected on the career he had as Kid Flash.
I've worn this costume for the better part of ten years. When Barry designed it, he wanted it to be distinctive from his costume, so that I would have my own identity. Sometimes I've been proud to wear this, and other times I've wanted no part of it, Wally thought, as he used his super speed to don his Kid Flash costume for the final time. But today, I can think of no finer tribute to honor the man who was so important to me. Wearing this costume on this day... I just hope that I honor the costume and identity of the Flash as well as I did my Kid Flash identity.
Kid Flash placed the Flash Ring that Barry'd made some time ago on his gloved left hand, and walked downstairs, where his dad was eating breakfast. Robert West noticed his son clothed in the Kid Flash costume and spoke.
"How was your sleep, Wally?" asked Robert West.
"Surprisingly, it was a good rest, Dad," Kid Flash replied. "Don't get me wrong... I still feel a little drained from the stress and the sadness of the last few days, but now... I do feel better to a large degree."
"It's good to be able to accept the grief, as well as dealing with it. I think that's the only way one can truly move forward. Dad's doing a little better, but your mom and I might stop by his place later, just to see how he's doing," Robert said. "It looks like you're ready to go to Flash's Memorial Service. Are you ready for this?"
Kid Flash looked at the ring on his left hand, and smiled before speaking. "Yeah... yeah I am. After yesterday, I know there will ALWAYS be a part of him staying alive within me."
"I'm glad, Wally," Robert said with his own smile.
"I'd like to talk about that when I get back, but I'd better head out to Central City. Even with super speed, I don't want to be late," Kid Flash said.
Robert West stood up and spoke. "I understand, as long as you have time for a hug from your father."
"Of course, Dad." With that, Kid Flash and Robert shared a hug.
"I'll see you later," Kid Flash said, as he walked to the front door.
"Good luck, son," Robert said, waving to his son.
Kid Flash opened the door, and after walking outside, shut the door behind him. He then took off for Central City, prepared for the future. He arrived in Central City, and headed straight for the Flash Museum. As he approached, he noticed a large crowd of heroes... more than he'd anticipated.
My God..., he thought, awed by the sight. I never imagined that the turnout would be this large. It almost reminds me of the crowd in Death Valley. From members far and wide of the Justice League of America to the Teen Titans, The Global Guardians to the Metal Men... nearly everyone that considered himself or herself a hero was at the scene. Kid Flash smiled, as he slowly walked towards the Flash Museum and the stage that was set up in front of the Museum. He would be so proud to know what impact he had on ALL of our lives, he thought.
"Hey, Fleet-Feet!" yelled a voice behind him. Kid Flash turned around to see Wonder Girl, Cyborg and Changeling walking towards him.
"Hey, guys. I'm glad you could make it," Kid Flash said with a smile. He offered his hand to Cyborg, who shook it.
"My thoughts were with you yesterday, Wally. I hope you weren't mad at Gar and I, and I hope the Funeral went all right," Cyborg said.
"No. I understood totally, Vic. As for the Funeral, you know how they go. It's not something you look forward to, but it's something we all have to deal with. I'm just glad Barry's been laid to rest," Kid Flash said. Turning his attention to Wonder Girl, Kid Flash spoke softly to her. "How are you feeling, Donna? My heart was breaking for you yesterday."
"It's very... difficult, even though it's been a few days. I've woke up crying quite a bit... and on more than one occasion I've had this nightmare. I'm a baby again, and I'm trapped in the burning apartment. Diana comes to rescue me, but as she holds me in her arms..." Wonder Girl paused, as her nightmare brought her more fear. She wiped the tears in her eyes and continued. "I look at her... and all of a sudden, she begins to burn. Hera help me... she begins to burn away, and I swear I feel the pain, as I'm trapped in her arms."
"Donna...," Kid Flash said consolingly, "It's going to take a long time for the wounds to heal. Believe me... I know all too well. Believe me when I say this:" Kid Flash placed his hands on her shoulders as he spoke. "If you need ANYTHING, I'll be there for you. ANY TIME."
Wonder Girl smiled a little, as a tear dropped from her face. "You've always been a good friend to me, Wally. Thank you," she said, as she hugged Kid Flash. He returned the hug.
"No problem," he said, his desire to help his friend unwavering.
The two slowly let go of the hug, and Changeling spoke. "Vic and I saw Kole last night in the hospital. I don't want to give false hope, but it seemed to me she was doing better... no matter how slight it would appear. I hope so, 'cause we're going to need a team of Titans to occupy our new Tower... and to help find my dad. And there's still no sign of when Dick, Kory and Joe are going to be back. Hey, maybe you can convince Fran to adopt an identity. God knows we're going to need all the help we can get."
"I'm glad to hear that there's an improvement with Kole. I've stated before, if you need any help, I'll do it. I'm not sure about actually rejoining the Titans, but I wouldn't rule out helping you guys in different cases. As for Fran, that's for HER to decide. And from what she's said before, she has zero desire to become a hero, much less a Titan," Kid Flash said.
"I can respect that," Cyborg said. "This isn't an easy life we lead."
"Exactly. Look, I'd better find Superman, Ralph and GL before this Memorial Service gets underway. I need to talk to them. I'll see you three later, and thanks again for coming," Kid Flash said with appreciation.
"You're our friend, Wally. We will ALWAYS be there for you. Don't ever forget," Wonder Girl said with a smile.
"Thanks, Donna. That means a lot," Kid Flash said with a smile. As he waved to his friends, Kid Flash walked towards the Flash Museum after spotting Superman enter the complex. Kid Flash walked inside and located not only Superman, but Green Lantern and the Elongated Man.
The Elongated Man smiled as he spotted his friend walking towards him. He stretched his arm out to where Kid Flash was standing. "Hey, Wally," he said, as Kid Flash shook his hand. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm feeling better than I have in a while, Ralph. In fact, I was hoping to talk to you three before the start of the Memorial Service," Kid Flash said.
"I'm glad you're feeling better, Wally," Green Lantern said, though his mind seemed elsewhere. Superman noticed that GL was troubled.
"Are you okay, Hal?" Superman asked.
"I wish I was, but the fact of the matter is, frankly, I feel like I failed Barry," Green Lantern confessed. "It's been on my mind the past few days. I keep thinking about how selfish I was on the JLA Satellite when I was deciding to quit being a Green Lantern. Here was my friend, who'd had so many problems to deal with, and all I could think about was giving up this ring. I couldn't give him the support he needed greatly... and I can't live that down."
"You were close to Barry, just as Wally and Ralph were. He wouldn't want you feeling like this." Superman placed his hand on Green Lantern's shoulder and continued to speak. "Let me assure you... after ALL we went through in the Crisis, there have been times I've felt like I failed. I was nearly homicidal after the Anti-Monitor killed Kara... I wanted nothing more than to kill him. We will NEVER be the same way that we used to be... but if we dwell on our 'apparent failures', we WILL fail this planet as its champions. Hal... rest assured that you NEVER failed Barry as a friend."
"Hal," Wally said, "Superman's right. Barry held your friendship in high regard. You've got the Ring again... make every second count, if not for Barry, then for the innocents that would look at you as a hero."
"You're right... both of you," Green Lantern said. I swear, to some degree, this also reminds me of when the Doom Patrol gave their lives. It's that same sense of loss, but we need to stand together... become stronger. Anyone that's died in our line of work, even my uncle Larry, the original Air Wave... that's what they'd want. Thank you... for being my friends."
"That's why we're here, Hal," Ralph said.
"Wally, you've really matured since the days you were a boy. You've grown into a hero... and I know Barry would be proud," Superman said.
Kid Flash paused, somewhat awed at Superman's words. "Thank you, Superman. Hopefully, what I say next won't change that," he said.
"What do you mean?" Superman said, somewhat puzzled.
Kid Flash paused yet again, fearing possible criticism. He finally spoke. "Yesterday... at the Cemetery, I kept thinking about how to properly honor Barry... and how to keep his legacy alive. Once I realized how, I spoke to the Allens about it. They gave both their permission and their blessing. In honor of who Barry was, and what he stood for..." Kid Flash swallowed the growing lump in his throat, but spoke with determination. "I've decided to adopt the identity of the Flash... to keep what he represented alive."
Superman, Green Lantern and the Elongated Man stood there, their faces showing shock. Superman looked at GL and Ralph, then addressed Kid Flash. "Is this want you want to do?" he asked Kid Flash.
"Yes. I have these super speed powers... the same that Barry had. I won't let his memory fade away," Kid Flash said, stronger and more assured.
"Well then," Superman said sternly. "And you say that the Allens have given their permission and blessing?"
"Yes. I wouldn't adopt the identity otherwise... it would be wrong," Kid Flash said.
"I see. Since that is the case..." Superman's face stayed emotionless, until a slow smile appeared on his face. "You have our support." Superman offered his hand to Kid Flash. Kid Flash took the hand and the two men shook. "Congratulations... Flash."
GL and Ralph offered their own congratulations as well. "Barry would be proud," Ralph said, giving a high-five to Kid Flash.
"You have the same inner strength as Barry. It takes a man to be a hero... and I'm confident you have what it takes to be the Flash," GL said with a smile. He shook Kid Flash's hand, as well.
"It means a lot to have your support. I told the Allens, and I'll tell you guys, too: I will never fail the Allens or Barry's memory. I won't fail you guys, either," Kid Flash said.
"The odd thing is that Barry crafted a Flash Ring and costume for me the day I graduated from High School. He never gave it to me because he didn't want me to feel like I was being forced into the role. Henry said it was Barry's final gift, and I'd tend to agree."
"He obviously had faith in you... and I think he still does. We'd better get started. Nearly everyone is here. How do you want to do this, Wally?" Superman asked.
"I was hoping you'd speak first, then Hal. After that, I'd like Ralph to speak, and I'll finish up. There's no rush... just speak from your hearts," Kid Flash said.
Okay, then. Let's start," Superman said with a smile. He walked outside the Museum and towards the stage set up on front of the Museum. Superman walked onto the stage, as the many heroes assembled grew quiet. He walked to the podium and addressed the heroes.
"Good afternoon. In spite of the troubles of recent days, it is good to see all of you here today," Superman said. "In the wake of the Crisis, many innocent lives were lost... not just here, but in a multitude of universes which also met untimely ends. We are looked at as heroes, more powerful than average citizens, but even we can bleed... hurt... and, sadly... we can die. The Crisis made that painfully aware to ALL of us here assembled." Superman paused, remembering all that he'd witnessed during this tragic time, then continued to speak.
"However... all of us could have been killed as well, if not for the actions of one of our own. One man sacrificed his life in order to save the five remaining Earths that continued to fight for life. His name was the Flash." Superman paused, as the assembled heroes applauded the memory of the Fastest Man Alive. He applauded as well, then spoke as the applause died down.
"He was one man who gained super speed powers. Now, he could have used these abilities to benefit himself, or to attain riches that many people dream of... but he sought to use his powers to benefit ALL mankind. He was one of the first crime fighters of our age... and he was Central City's greatest champion."
"His exploits were legendary, but paled in comparison to the friendship he offered to those he knew. He saved Central City, and indeed, the entire world several times. He freed alien races that had been conquered. As a friend of his in the Justice League of America, I can say for a fact that he made a difference in our world. He inspired friendship among those that knew him, and never had a bad word to say about anyone."
"This past year, he was on trial for manslaughter, which was upgraded to second degree murder. He was tried and nearly convicted in a court of law. He suffered hardships besides that. But... when everything was on the line... he was there for us. He was captured by the mastermind behind the Crisis who knew that he posed a threat. Isolated from his friends and family, and even the human race, he could have given up. But the Flash refused to quit."
"Instead, knowing the great stakes at risk, the Flash embarked on one last run... a run to save the five remaining Earths. To accomplish this, he had to destroy an antimatter cannon that was pointed at our five Earths, which, at the time, were merged to each other to some degree. He knew that his efforts would kill him, but his knowledge didn't deter him from embarking on his run. Faster and faster he ran... each step closer to saving our worlds."
"His efforts met with success... but it killed him in the process. He literally ran himself to death in order ensure life for our universes. It is a debt that we can never repay him, but as long as there is hope... and heroes, this world will continue to live, and thrive well into a time where there will be no crime, or suffering. We will never forget you, Flash. Rest in peace, my friend."
Superman walked off the stage as the heroes assembled stood and applauded, and Green Lantern walked onto the stage. He made his way to the podium, and spoke.
"It's been a while since I was last in the company of heroes. Frankly, it's good to be back," Green Lantern said. The heroes applauded. Green Lantern spoke again. "Unfortunately... this isn't how I wanted to return. You see... the Flash was a very close friend of mine... in and out of costume. He was maybe the closest friend I had over the years. Our views varied at times... but we never lost sight of that friendship. Whether it was with the League, or just a team-up, we just clicked. We could anticipate what the other had in mind when facing some dangers together at times... it was pretty cool." Green Lantern smiled... remembering his friend, but the smile faded. "I remember the time I first met the Justice Society of America, and I was like, 'Hey, who are THESE guys supposed to be? I think they got our costumes wrong!' Flash turns to me, all serious, and says, 'These are the guys that inspire people like us.' He proceeded to name all of the different heroes, in no particular order, and then he turns to me and says, 'I wouldn't be surprised if someone wasn't reading comic books with US as characters!' We had a good laugh, and proceeded to team with the JSA."
The heroes and Green Lantern laughed. Though it wasn't that long ago, it seemed like a more innocent time. Green Lantern spoke again.
"That was the kind of man Flash was. He could be serious, or funny... a very spontaneous guy... and a TRUE friend to all of us that knew the man behind the mask. I will miss you greatly, my friend... and I will NEVER forget you."
Green Lantern walked off the stage as the heroes applauded, and the Elongated Man walked up for his words.
"What can I say about the Flash that hasn't been said yet?" the Stretchable Sleugth said aloud. "I was able to meet him early on, as I began my foray into crime fighting. I was an aspiring detective who happened to gain elastic powers. Some might think that that's not a true power, but Flash was different. We grew to become good friends soon after meeting the first time... and he sponsored me when I applied for membership in the JLA. Thinking of all the adventures we had over the years, well, I can't really pinpoint one case to focus on. But I know for a fact that any case Flash was involved with was important."
"We were good friends, despite how different we were, but with his passing, I find myself thinking of the sacrifice he made. His was an act of courage... and heroism. Right here... and now... this time is possible because of him. May his memory inspire us to continue the good fight. I'll miss you, my friend."
Ralph exited the stage, as the heroes applauded. Kid Flash walked towards, and onto, the stage. He was nervous as he approached the podium, but knew what he needed to say.
"I'm glad to see everyone here today. It means a lot to me, and it means a lot to Flash's family. I know it would mean a lot to the Flash, as well, to see this support. When Flash's death was confirmed, I personally contacted his living family. We discussed at length as to how Flash's identity should be handled. His family agreed that his identity SHOULD be revealed, so that he could be honored fully... not just as separate individuals. They have asked me to reveal who he was, and I'll comply with their wishes. The Flash was Barry Allen... and he was the Fastest Man Alive," he said.
The heroes applauded for several minutes, and as the applause died down, Kid Flash spoke again. "Barry Allen was a lot of things to me. He was my hero as a boy... and later, I would become his partner when I gained powers in the exact same fashion he did. He was my friend, and we forged a bond that was never shattered. Barry Allen was also my uncle. He was a truly good man who never did a thing wrong in this world."
"It's been quite a career he had. He made a difference in whatever he was involved in, yet at times, he had some bad luck. He lost his wife when the Reverse-Flash murdered her, and he had to sacrifice his Barry Allen identity to protect the sanity of a woman he'd fallen in love with. He had to suffer through a trial where he was made out to be a bad guy, but he didn't let that destroy him, or the morals he held onto. We know of his sacrifice, but we may never know everything that transpired from the time he disappeared to the day I found his costume. However, I think he found some happiness before he died."
"For a few days, I've hurt inside. Barry's death has affected me greatly. He gave his life to save five Earths, and I wanted to honor his memory. With the permission and blessing of his family, I've found what I believe is the proper way to honor him and what he stood for."
"He was the greatest hero I've ever known, and a man I held in the highest regard. I do this now in his honor and memory," Kid Flash said, pressing the new Flash ring, and releasing the Flash Costume from within. He clothed himself in the scarlet suit, which fit perfectly on his body. He held his Kid Flash costume in his hand, then spoke once again. "From this day forward, I will carry on in his name and uphold the rich legacy he began. Kid Flash's race is over. Now... I am the Flash. I know I can never replace Barry, nor do I intend to, but if I can keep what he represents alive, then that's what I'll do. This is for you, Barry. I love you."
The heroes weren't sure how to react... until Superman, Green Lantern and the Elongated Man walked onto the stage. Superman walked up to the podium and addressed the other heroes.
"There comes a day in ALL of our lives where we need to bridge that gap between being a child and being an adult. I myself, as Superboy, was able to accomplish that... though there wasn't a Superman before me. The Flash spoke to Green Lantern, the Elongated Man and myself before publicly announcing his decision. I, for one, am proud of him. GL and Ralph are equally proud, as well. This world needs a hero. It needs the Flash."
The heroes made their decision. They stood and loudly applauded the actions of the Flash. Away from the podium, the Flash spoke to Superman, GL and the Elongated Man.
"Thank you for the support out there, guys, and thanks for speaking about Barry," the Flash said.
"Wally, until this day, there had never been a situation like this. There's always been an unspoken word in regards to the junior half adopting the mentor's identity in the case that the mentor dies. But it wasn't that which made your decision. It was your love of Barry, and what he represented that motivated you. You have nothing to prove to us. You've already earned the identity," Superman said reassuringly.
"...Thank you." The Flash was amazed at Superman's support.
"There's no need to thank us. Just be the best man you can be, Wally. That's what Barry would want," Superman replied.
"I will, Superman. You can count on it."
Superman walked back to the podium and spoke. "This concludes the Memorial Service. Thank you all for attending."
"I'd better head back to Oa. The Guardians Of The Universe have different things they need to discuss with the surviving Green Lanterns. I'm curious to see what it's about," Green Lantern admitted.
"I should probably head back to Metropolis, myself. It seems to be a Mecca for trouble most of the time, but I'm glad I could be here today," Superman said.
"I'm glad you all showed up. I'll see you guys soon," the Flash said.
"We'll see you as well, Flash," Superman said. For some reason, it didn't sound foreign to call Wally the Flash... and he was glad. After that thought was complete, Superman flew off towards Metropolis, while Green Lantern flew upwards into space, and towards Oa.
"I'm going to see J'Onn. Hopefully, I'll see you before I leave. And Wally... I'm proud of you," Ralph said, walking off the stage.
"Thanks, Ralph. I've got something I need to do," the Flash said, as he walked off the stage and towards the Flash Museum, carrying the Kid Flash costume in his hands.
He was met by Dexter Myles. "It would seem that this is the first of a new set of days," Dexter commented.
"Yeah it is, Dexter. I just hope I do Barry proud," the Flash said.
"... I think you will, Wally," Dexter replied with a smile, as he spotted the Kid Flash costume held in the grip of the Flash. "It would seem that history DOES repeat."
The Flash knew what Dexter was referring to, and smiled himself. "Yeah... it really is. This costume was a part of my life for so long... I hope that this can benefit the Flash Museum," he said, handing the Kid Flash costume and ring to Dexter.
"I know it will, lad. The costume you wear defined your uncle. Let it define you, as well," Dexter said, proud of the Flash that stood in front of him.
"Thank you, Dexter. I'm going to head back to Blue Valley. I'll see you in a few days, though. Central City is the Flash's home... and I'll protect her as much as Barry did," Flash said, waving to Dexter, then leaving the Flash Museum.
Outside, The Flash spotted his three Titans teammates, Changeling, Cyborg, and Wonder Girl, and walked over to them. "It seems the clothes make the man, Flasher! I'm happy for you!" Changeling said, offering his hand to Flash. The two shook hands.
"I appreciate it, Gar. I'm sorry I didn't mention it earlier," Flash said.
"It's quite all right, Flash," Cyborg said with a smile. "Sure you don't want to rejoin the Titans?"
"Vic, I'd love to... but I need to get settled in Central City before I can fully commit. I can help often, but not as an all-the-time thing right now. I'm sorry," Flash said sadly.
"Wally, believe me... I completely understand. Seeing you in that costume... it has me wondering if maybe I shouldn't do something like that in honor of Diana," Wonder Girl said.
"Donna... you need to do what feels right for you. Personally, after what's happened, I don't think there's a general rush to assume the Wonder Woman identity. Just think it over... but only commit if it's what you truly want to do," Flash said.
"That sounds like the right advice, Donna. We will all be here for you no matter what choice you make," Cyborg said.
"Thanks... all of you. I will give this some thought, and I promise I won't make a rash decision," Wonder Girl said with a smile.
"That sounds like a plan. I'd love to talk some more, but I need to talk to my folks about my decision. I hope you don't mind," Flash said.
"It's fine. This is a big transition for you, Wally. Moving out is one of the biggest decisions in one's life, but I think you'll do okay. We'll see you soon," Wonder Girl said.
"Take care," Flash said to his three friends. Then, with his super speed, Flash headed for Blue Valley to speak to his parents about his new identity.
The Flash arrived back in Blue Valley, and headed straight for his parents' home. Once he arrived, he let himself into the home, and walked inside. He pulled his mask off and walked towards the living room, where his parents were sitting. The sight of seeing Wally in the Flash costume disturbed them.
"Mom, Dad... we need to talk," Wally said.
"Wally?! What are you doing in that costume?" Mary West asked, growing worried.
"Mom... I've decided to adopt the identity of the Flash," Wally said, noticing her concern.
"Wally... I'm not sure if that's a good idea..." Robert West began to say.
"I know what you're thinking, Dad. I'm not doing this for me... I'm doing this for Barry's memory, and what he stood for," Wally said cautiously.
"Robert, please... talk some sense into him," Mary West pleaded.
"Listen... I'm not going to lie to you, Wally. Before you graduated, you revealed to us that you were Kid Flash. We accepted that, despite our worries, and were proud when you entered college. We even supported you when you rejoined the Teen Titans. But this... this is a lot different than that. I'm not sure that this is the best thing to do," Robert said cautiously.
"I know, Dad. I did a lot of thinking on my way here... about you two, myself, and my responsibilities as the Flash. I think what would be best is if I moved out," Wally said. "Frankly... it's something we all need to do when we grow up. We need to earn our place in the world. And... I have another reason. I know that my new identity is going to be demanding, and dangerous. I can't risk your safety living here. I don't want you ending up as targets for any enemies seeking to make a name for themselves. I love you two too much to do that to you."
"Wally... I guess I knew this day would come. I'm just worried, though. Being the father of a crime fighter is difficult at times... and I don't want to bury my son. But I do respect your decision. You are a man, my son, and I'm proud of you, despite our concerns. You know... there's no rush for you to leave," Robert said, trying to remain strong.
"I appreciate that, I really do. But after I head to S.T.A.R. Labs for my tests, I'm going to start packing," Wally said with sadness in his voice.
"Wally... please don't do this," Mary said, near tears.
"Mom... I am sorry. But I need to do this... even if I wasn't adopting the identity of the Flash. Simply put... it's time," Wally said, trying to remain strong. He walked to his mother, and hugged her. Mary began weeping in her son's arms.
"Wally, I want you to know that you're always welcome here. Please... don't be a stranger," Robert said, wiping a tear from his eye.
Wally let go of his mother and spoke. "I won't, Dad."
"You plan on finishing college, don't you?" Mary asked wiping her tears away.
"When I have enough money, yeah, I'll go back. Until then, I'll support myself," Wally said, pulling his mask back on. "I'd better go, but I'll be back later. I promise."
"Be careful out there, Wally," Robert said.
"I will, Dad." The Flash walked towards the front door of the home and opened it. He stepped outside, shutting the door behind him, and headed east towards Metropolis, while Robert West comforted his crying wife.
As the Flash headed towards Metropolis, a man walked into Central City Cemetery. Someone familiar to Barry Allen or rather, The Flash, walked towards, and finally stopped, at his grave marker. A fugitive from the law, Len Snart, otherwise known as Captain Cold, had come to pay his last respects to his greatest foe.
"Well... who would have ever thought this would happen?" Snart muttered, his cold demeanor pouring through. "You face someone like this for years, many times over, and you grow to hate each other."
"I could never figure you out, Flash. Christ, we could have taken over this city, but you had to be a hero... and a damn good one, too." Snart held a bottle of beer in his hand and drank up.
"Despite everything... you're being a 'good guy', and me trying to stop you, there was an unspoken respect I had for you, my old foe. Yeah... I wanted you dead at times, but not like this."
Snart took another sip of beer, staring at the grave. "God, we made your life hell, and we enjoyed it," Snart smiled, reminiscing about the many battles he and the Rogues had engaged the Flash in. "I think they respected you at times, too."
Snart finished his beer and held onto the empty bottle. "Now you're gone... dead after all that's taken place in the past few days. I'll miss you, my greatest enemy. I'm grateful that the last time I saw you, the Rogues and I helped you defeat Abra Kadabra. Maybe that helped you."
"Right now... I feel LOST. Yeah... I can always steal, and I probably will again, but for now, I need some time to decide what I need to do. Maybe... I should fight crime in honor of what you represented." Snart paused a few minutes, then a sarcastic smile slowly appeared on his face. "Nahhh. I spent years forging a reputation as a villain. I'd be a fool to throw that away, like Desmond and Heat Wave were. But, I will remember you. Rest in peace, Flash. Your race is over."
Snart exited the cemetery, glad that he'd paid some small tribute to his foe. He tossed his beer bottle in a garbage can and walked off.
The Flash arrived in Metropolis and headed straight for S.T.A.R. Labs. Entering the complex, he walked to Dr.. Jenet Klyburn's office and knocked on her door. "Come in," she said.
Flash walked in, which surprised Dr.. Klyburn greatly. "F-Flash?" she said in astonishment.
"Yeah... but behind the mask, I'm the same person that you wanted to determine how much my body chemistry's changed," Flash said.
"I didn't expect to see you in this costume, Kid- er, Flash. Sorry about that," Dr.. Klyburn said.
"It's quite all right. It will take some time getting used to," Flash said, reassuring Dr.. Klyburn. "Let's just get those tests done."
"All right. Follow me," Dr.. Klyburn said.
For several hours, Flash engaged in various tests to determine how much his body chemistry had been changed. Dr.. Klyburn and several members of her staff went over the various data ascertained from Flash's tests, and finally were able to determine just how much the antimatter in his body had altered his powers.
Later, in Dr.. Klyburn's office, she spoke to the Flash and explained everything to him. "Our tests have confirmed something we'd suspected from your last visit. Your powers have been decreased quite a bit. Obviously, you're still very fast, but it may be a long time before you regain your previous speeds. I will say this: Do NOT push yourself beyond what your body's currently at, speed-wise. Until we learn anything further, the results could be disastrous. We're going to need you to come in for check-ups every six months. That will be able to determine how your body chemistry has settled."
"So that's it, then. My body is no longer as fast as it once was. At least I'll be able to carry on for Barry, though," Flash said.
"I am glad you came back for the tests, and I'm confident that you will regain your top speed in a few years. Just be careful," Dr.. Klyburn advised.
"I will. Thank you," Flash said.
"No problem," Dr. Klyburn said with a smile.
Flash left S.T.A.R. Labs and stood outside for a few seconds.
It's odd. In the span of a few days, I've gone through so much. Returning to action as Kid Flash, then participating in the Crisis... then learning that Barry'd died for everything he cared about. The lessons learned in this time were many, but I'll carry them forever. I will always miss you, Barry, but I will keep your memory alive FOREVER. My name is Wally West... and I'm the Flash.
Finishing his thoughts, he smiled and began to run, ready to face his future.