Wally was so tired and hungry. All he wanted to do was rest but he couldn't. He was always on the alert from his father. Wally was sick of the abuse he suffered day after day. All he wanted was for the abuse to stop. He wanted to have two loving parents. All he ever wanted was for his father to understand that his fast metabolism is a medical condition. It's not his fault that he needs to eat more than others.

He told his uncle Barry, aka The Flash, of the abuse, but Barry didn't believe him. This made him both depressed and angry. He had a chance to runaway and by God he took it. HE was not going to give up this chance. When he parents left him in the closet to go shopping, he was able to vibrate through the door and made a break out to the window. All he took with him was a few clothes and his speed.

Believe it or not he was a speedster himself. His father hated him for that. At times, he would beat his legs until he heard the loud cracking of his bones. His mother didn't lift a finger to protect or even help her son. He ran as far away from Central City as possible. He soon ended up in Gotham City. He found himself walking around Gotham alone. He found a spot next to a few dumpsters and in a corner to keep himself warm before he fell asleep.

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Dick was on his usual walk to the library after school to finish some homework so he could focus on training later. He had his jacket zipped up to cover his uniform and shades to hide his baby blues while kept his head down as he walked down the stairs. He saw a red sneaker sticking out behind a dumpster and became curious. He bent down and was shocked to see a young boy with red hair huddled in the corner with his backpack held tightly to his chest. He instantly felt pity for him but not in a snarky rich person way.

He tapped the foot to get his attention. The red haired boy jumped in shocked and cowered even deeper in the corner.

"Hey it's okay. I'm not going to hurt you," Dick said to sooth him.

"What do you want?" the boy asked nervously as his whole body started to tremble.

"I want to know what a kid like you could be all alone near a dumpster in Gotham," Dick said.

"None of your damn business," Wally snapped in defense.

"Alright. Let me at least get some food for you. You look starving," Dick insisted.

Wally perked up at the mention of food. He hasn't eaten in days. Wally slowly got up on his shaky legs and started to walk over to Dick.

"Call me Dick, short for Richard," Dick said as he extended his hand to shake his hand.

"Wally, short for Wallace," Wally said as he took the hand to shake in return.

"Come on, I saw a diner back around the corner," Dick said as he and his new found friend walked back around the corner to the diner.

They sat at the table and ordered some food. Well, more like Wally ordered and Dick just asked for a glass of soda. After about 20 minutes of Wally stuffing his face, he finally became full.

"Thanks I needed this," Wally said as he felt some of his bruises started to heal.

"No problem. Do you need a ride?" Dick asked.

"I couldn't. I have already imposed. I can walk from here. Thanks for the meal, Dick. I hope to see you around," Wally said as he hugged him greatfully.

"Wait!" Dick started to say but Wally was already gone out of the door.

He called Alfred after paying for the food and got a ride back to the manor. Dick talked to Alfred and Bruce about Wally slightly at dinner. Bruce looked up Wally's information closely and realized that he was a runaway from Central City. Something in the back of his mind told him that he shouldn't tell Flash about this. Thousands of children and teens runaway from home everyday. Maybe this kid was running away from something or someone at home. He looked up the reports and found out that Wally has been in and out of hospitals about 35 times in the past year alone.

Okay, two or three times for simply things like a ankle sprain, a rash, or even the flu are one the few thing most people would go to the hospital but 35 times. The medical report said that he has a fast metabolism problem. Bruce had to find this kid before he's hurt even more.

About three weeks later, Bruce was walking out of a lunch meeting at a restaurant when he saw Wally in person. He looked horrible and was basically a walking skeleton. His clothes were ripped and torn and his face were littered in scars. Bruce calmly walked over to the teen and placed his hand on his shoulder which caused Wally to flinch in pain.

"Hey, are you Wally?" Bruce asked already knowing the answer.

"What's it to you?" Wally asked tiredly.

"My son is looking for you. His name is Dick," Bruce said with a smile.

Wally eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. He really wanted to see him again. Wally thought that he was a cool kid. Wally slightly trusted him but he didn't know the man before him.

"He has?" Wally asked in shock.

"Yes, he is very worried about you. How about I take you to him," Bruce suggested.

"How do I know you're not some crazy masked murder?" Wally asked as he took a step back.

"Do you trust Dick?" Bruce asked as he got down to Wally's level.

"Yeah," Wally said.

"Well, Dick trusts me. You don't have to trust me but you can trust him., Bruce explained.

Wally thought about this for a moment. If this guy knew Dick than he could trust him. If all else fails, then he could use the hunting knife that he took from his house before he left.

"Alright. But one wrong more, I'm out," Wally warned.

"Fair enough," Bruce agreed.

Wally and Bruce got into the limo that arrived several minutes laters. Wally guessed that Bruce was a rich man because of the fancy limo and driver. When they arrived at Wayne Manor, Wally finally realized who the fancy rich man was. It was none other than Bruce Wayne himself. He looked at him in shock.

"I'm going to assume that you know who I am," Bruce said with a small chuckle.

"You're Bruce Wayne! That's so cool! I can't believe that I'm sitting next to you. Wait, why do you care about-." Wally said in a rapid excited voice before Bruce stopped him.

"Woah, calm down and slow down I can't understand you," Bruce said as he opened the car door.

"Sorry, I talk really fast when I get excited. Why do you care about a runaway like me?" Wally asked as he slowed down his speech.

"I care about you because my son does. Come on, I'm sure that he'll be happy to see you," Bruce said a she held out his hand to him.

Wally took his hand and allowed himself to be lead to the door of the house. Wally was amazed by the detail put into the house's design. He was slightly surprised to see a man in a tuxedo who he assumed to be the butler at the door.

"This is Alfred. He has been here since my parents lived here. He is very trustworthy and I trust him with my life. Alfred this is Wally; the boy that Dick talked about," Bruce introduced.

"Hello Master Wally. Master Dick should be in his room doing his homework. I am sure that he will be wanting to see you. Oh and Master Bruce, there is a phone call for you in your office," Alfred said in a calm gentle voice.

"May I go see him?" Wally asked.

"Of course," Bruce said before he went to his office.

Wally followed behind Alfred to where Dick's room is. Wally knocked on the door and heard a loud 'come in' as Alfred opened the door.

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Dick was sitting at his desk working on his Algebra 2 homework when he heard the knock on the door.

"Come in," Dick said as he finished the last problem.

He was surprised to see Wally at the door. He shot up from his chair and ran over towards him.

"Wally! You're really here!" Dick exclaimed happily as he hugged him.

"You're dad found me. He wanted to bring me to you. He said that you were really worried about me," Wally explained as he returned the hug.

"Are you staying?" Dick asked hopefully.

"That will depend on your father, Master Dick. I have prepared dinner for our hungry guest," Alfred said as he motioned for him to follow them.

Dick follow Alfred which in turn made Wally follow him. Wally's eyes widened in shock to see the food laid out buffet style on the table. He looked at Dick or a sign of approval which was a nod. He ran to the table and dove in like a fish diving into water.

Dick only chuckled and made sure that Wally didn't choke on his food. After the meal was devoured, Wally sat down in the chair in relief.

"You must have been starving," Bruce said slightly surprised.

"Yeah. Thank you so much Mr. Wayne," Wally said greatfully.

"Now, we have some questions. Why did you run away from home?" Bruce asked in a gentle voice.

"You won't believe me," Wally said as his whole posture changed and his voice became filled with disappointment.

"Tell me anyway," Bruce insisted.

"My dad beats me and my mom doesn't do anything to stop it," Wally explained as his whole body started to shake in shock.

Dick looked pissedas hell. Wally seemed like a nice and sweet person, so why or how could someone hurt him. Dick hugged him tightly.

"What does he do yo you?" Bruce asked in a protective voice.

"He hits me, starved me, and knows that I have a fast metabolism. So he's not gullible that I have a bizarre diet issue," Wally explained as he returns the hug.

"And your mother does nothing to stop this?" Bruce asked to be sure he got his facts correct.

"Yes, she would just leave the room or simply ignores it," Wally said as he started to cry.

"And how old are you?" Bruce asked.

"I'm 11," Wally answered through his sniffles.

Bruce also became pissed. His softly growled under his breath. How could someone hurt such an innocent soul like Wally. He couldn't take Wally back to his parents.

"Wally, you know that I have to take you back to your parents," Bruce said regretfully.

"Please don't! He'll kill me for running away! Please!" Wally begged as he let go of Dick and got down on his knees.

"Dad you can't. Isn't there something you could do?" Dick said as he got on his knees and tried to comfort his upset friend.

"I have an idea. Wally come with me. Dick stay here with Alfred," Bruce said as he got on one knee to help Wally up.

"Does he have to stay?" Wally asked as he looked at him with a pleading look.

"Did you finish your homework?" Bruce asked.

"Yeah," Dick partially lied.

"Come on then," Bruce said to him as he walked out of the dining room.

Dick and Wally got up and followed after Bruce to the car.

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After 2 hours of driving to Central City and 3 stops at McDonald's, they finally arrived at the West residence. Bruce woke Wally up and told him to follow him. Waly became frightened. He didn't want to be here. Wally trusted Bruce and he stood behind him. Bruce knocked on the door and a woman with red hair opened it.

"Yes?" She said in a firm voice.

Bruce put his hand behind his back and motioned for Wally to move. Wally sadly and fearfully made himself visible.

"Wally you're okay!" She said acting surprised to see her son as she reached to hug him.

"Mary, it that faggot back?" A man asked rudely.

Wally jumped in shock and full of fear moved away from Mary and hid behind Bruce.

"That's not how you address to your runaway son that just returned after 3 weeks," Bruce said in a protective manner.

"Thanks for returning the brat," The man said.

"I'm not returning him. I want to make an offer to you. He tells me that you have been abusing and starving him. And your loving wife doesn't stop it. I want to adopt him," Bruce explained causing Wally to become hopeful.

"What?" Both husband and wife asked.

"I do not want him to be harmed any longer. I want to keep him with me for as long as he pleases," Bruce explained.

"Why do you want him?" Mary asked confused.

"I will repeat myself: I do not want him to harmed any longer. I will have papers to you in the morning. All you have to do is sign it. I will even send a check if I have to. He will not be staying here," Bruce explained firmly.

"Who the hell are you?" The man asked harshly.

"I am the only person to give a damn about your son," Bruce said angrily.

The angry man reached out for Wally violently. Wally screamed fearfully as he hid behind Bruce. Bruce was able to block his father, protecting Wally from his grasp.

"If you try anything that stupid again, I will call the police. Wally get in the car," Bruce ordered in a protective manner.

Wally ran to the car and Dick opened the door for him.

Bruce stood against the angry man not even blinking under his glare. All he could do was send an even darker glare. The Batman glare, which caused Mr. West to take a step back.

"You will sign the damn paper when they are sent to you. If you don't you both will be sent to jail," Bruce said as he walked away.

When he got to the car, he found Wally in Dick's arms sobbing his eyes out. Bruce did the one thing that his father did to him when he was upset: he wrapped him tightly in his arms. Wally turned around to him and hugged Bruce tightly. He sobbed in his arms both in relief and with fear. No one has never fought for him like that. Wally felt like he matter to someone again. All he could do was sob 'thank you' in his shoulder over and over again. Bruce rubbed his shoulders comfortably and allowed him to cry. When Wally fell asleep in his arms due to exhaustion, he placed him in his seat and asked Dick to buckle him up. Bruce took off his coat and wrapped him with it.

They drove home in silence. When they returned home, he had one of his lawyer's type up the papers while this happened, he made sure that Wally had a room, lots of food, and Alfred even went to the store to buy him a whole new wardrobe. He smiled when he heard how both of his boys were laughing down the hall. He also received a phone call from Dick's social worker telling him that Dick was now his legal son. He was so happy that he ran to Dick's room to tell him.

When he told him, Dick started to rant excitedly in Romanian but how happy he was to now be his legal son and no longer a ward of the state. Wally was just happy that Dick was happy.

The next day he received a call from the West residence saying that they signed the papers. A week later, Wally became his legal son. When he told Wally, he couldn't stop crying with joy. Bruce picked him up in a hug and had to carry him to his room. They both laid in bed in the father/son embrace. Wally finally got his wish, a loving family.

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A few weeks went by and Wally and Dick were playing in the yard. They were playing tag and Dick was shocked to see how fast Wally was running away from him. After about four other games of tag and after 10 races, Dick put two and two together realizing that he was also a speedster. They both told Bruce about it. That was when Bruce decided to do the big reveal to Wally. Wally now knew the family secret. The identity of Batman and Robin. He was running circles around the Batcave. He went on and one about how cool it was to be Robin and Batman. Dick almost tripped him in order to make him stop. After a while he calmed down and listened. Batman told him that he could be a hero like them and help them save lives. Wally jumped at the chance and soon became Speedy the young scarlet speedster.

The Wayne family seemed complete, or at least not until they had two more sons and two more daughters.

END OF CHAPTER 2