*I do not own Dc just the plot. I also don't own that photo.* 

'WALLY WEST'S POINT OF VIEW' (three years later) 

"Wally, please you need to eat. Dick wouldn't want this." Uncle Barry said. 

"Why should I? Dick's dead and he's never coming back!" I started sobbing "he's never coming back." this I said quieter. Barry took me into his arms and started to rock me. He rocked me until I fell asleep

I looked at the ceiling in my bedroom. That memory was two years ago. Two years ago on the day we had a funeral for Nightwing, not Dick Grayson. Two years ago, fifty days before Uncle Barry went into the speed force. 

So much has happened in two years. Jason lives with Bruce now to help him with his depression. Damian is no longer a demon, nor is he an angle, he is a ghost. Barbra never fought crime again nor did she continue to go to Gotham Prep. Bruce has started killing people when he goes on patrol. Aqualad went back to the ocean to serve his king, no one has seen him since. Artimas became a villain and fought along side her dad and sister. Conner disappeared all together. And Megan she loves with her uncle, depressed as you can get. 

And then there's me. I have taken up the role of being The Flash and am a part of the Justice League. I have started eating again because I thought about what Dick will say WHEN we find him, it scares the crap out of me. 

I am thinking about all of this when a noise comes from the walkie talkie I keep on my desk. I had forgot about it entirely. I pick it up and put it to full volume. I hear a voice. It's a woman's  voice and it says: 

"Hello Dickie Bird. How are you today?" whoever she is talking to does not answer. 

"Oh well. Why don't we play a game?" I heard the rustle of chains and I can hear her voice getting closer. 

"If you don't cooperate, I'm going to have to get your master and he will have to teach you a lesson." the rustling stops immediately. 

"Welllllll, I'm going to anyways. Here just take your hand and slap me. Do it or your punishment will be worse." I hear the sound of someone being lightly slapped, but she starts screaming as though he sabbed her. I hear the door open and I hear a man's voice say: 

"What's the matter dear?" 

"He-he hit me!" I hear the sound of a whip cracking through the air and it hit something, or someone. It continues for a couple hours then stops. I hear the door close and no sound after. 

Suddenly images rush through my mind. I realise it's the jungle I ran through to get home after Dick and I were kidnapped. I ran to the Batcave, but no one was there. I left a note on Bruce's desk. I run all around the world finding all of my friends and leaving them notes. Then I run toward the jungle. 

Because I know where Dick is.