DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS APPEARING IN THIS WORK!

Note: Hey, guys! IU10 here with another amaaazing story XD. This is the 3rd of my ongoing DC series, The Flash…obviously…you read the title and now you're reading this so you should know that…Well, anyway, this is one of the stories I have made the biggest changes to. I personally, believe they are creative and good changes, so I hope you enjoy the story. It'll be exciting and have romance and it'll hit the ground running…(get it? XD)

1 Cover- Wally West's face, and above him slightly faded is Barry as the Flash, running.

1 Variant- Wally West wearing his Flash costume, a lightning bolt striking behind him.

INFINITE FLASH

Past

My name is Wally West. I'm the fastest man alive. I'm the Flash. This is my story. It all starts almost eighty years ago in Central City…

Barry Allen was practically a genius. He'd gotten a PhD in biomechanical engineering and also had gotten his major in Forensic Science from Central University, one of the nation's leading educational institutes. He was clearly going to go far, change the world…and the world definitely needed some changing with what was going on in Europe and the Pacific at this time.

The years was 1942, right in the middle of World War 2, and Barry Allen was indeed going to change the world in a very big way…he just didn't know it yet.

Barry was rushing to work, carrying all of his supplies in his hands. His blonde hair was falling in front of his eyes making it even harder for him to traverse the dense Central City streets. You see, for all the good things Barry Allen had going for him he had one really big problem: he was always late.

Barry worked for a company, Flash Inc., that worked for the government and he was attempting to make a new suit that would hopefully increase the speed of the entire body. If the suit did work it would be mass-produced and sent to the Ally Soldiers in Europe to use and hopefully change he war.

Barry arrived at his lab at exactly 9:30, an hour and a half after he was supposed to be there.

"Dr. Allen!"

Barry suddenly turned around to see the grim face of his boss, Jay Garrick.

"You're always to damn late! What do you have to say for yourself?" Jay shouted.

"I…I…the suit works…hopefully." Barry replied, sweat beading down his neck.

"It better, because if it doesn't you're fired," Jay then commanded Barry to follow him upstairs.

Barry followed the slim, elderly man, to a large room. Almost twenty people sat in the room, all around a large marble table.

"Barry, this is the Board of Directors for the company, Flash Incorporated. They are here to see your demonstration," Jay stated, with an almost whimpering voice Barry had never heard out of the man.

"Um…yes, sir." Barry walked to the front of the room and set down the box that he was holding in his hands.

"Well, uh, hello everyone. As I'm sure you know my name is Barry Allen. I'm a residential scientist on the 13th floor and…"

"Get on with it," Jay growled.

"And I'm happy to show you what I like to call…The Flash Suit!" Barry quickly opened up the box and pulled out a long red spandex suit. Twin lightning bolts were where each ear would be and there was an opening on the mask for eyes and a mouth. The rest was entirely red, with a lightning pattern on each of the elbows and on the waist of the suit.

None of the directors seemed pleased by this and Barry pulled out red boots from the box, "It has matching boots?"

"Continue," An older fat man ordered.

"Yes, sir. You see I have successfully created nanite technology. Nanites are these little robots that are the size of an atom but have the power to do so much more! Nanites are sowed into every fiber of this suit and with nanites help, the Flash Suit should be able to speed up the normal, everyday movements of running and walking…as well as thinking, the body's ability to heal and can even speed up every atom in the body to the point that you can pass through substances," Barry grinned as he noticed the Board was interested.

"And what does it take to power it?" One of the Board members asked.

"It…should…only take this battery…" Barry took an extremely large battery out of the box that he was struggling to hold up and he put it on the ground in front of him. He connected two red power chords to the suit and then proceeded to put the suit on, "I'll demonstrate the suit for you now!"

He finished putting on the suit and turned on the battery and…

"Is something supposed to be happening?" The fat man asked again.

"Um…actually, yes…" Barry turned the battery on and then off again. He did this over and over.

"I guess…well…I thought this might happen…you see…it probably would take the entire Central City power grid to power this for a day. The nanites…they…" Barry prayed that he wouldn't be fired. He did not get the response he wanted.

"Barry, get out of here now. You're fired." Jay said through a scowl.

"I…" Barry stopped himself from responding, put the battery away in the box and left the building, still in costume.

"Hahaha, loser! Why're you dressing in tights? Ya' think you're some sorta' superhero or somethin'?" A thirteen-year-old kid laughed at him as he trudged home.

Barry worked on the suit for the rest of the night, determined to get it working with a smaller battery. The only problem was there was no way it would work with a smaller battery. It just couldn't. The nanites needed a practically endless source of energy to keep going.

Barry yawned and lay back in his work chair. He looked at the clock. It was 3:45 at night.

He then looked outside and saw that rain was pattering against the ground and lightning flashed through the sky…

"That's it!" Barry ran outside, putting on The Flash suit as he did. He ran through the empty streets all the way to the center of town, right where the tallest building in Central City was…the Central City National History Museum.

Currently, the museum was closed and the fence around it was chained but Barry ignored the DO NOT TRESPASS sign and hopped the fence. Surprisingly there were no guards. Barry didn't really dwell on this however and he ran through the glass doors into the elevator and pushed the 47th floor button over and over.

"C'mon, C'mon." The elevator finally arrived after almost two minutes at the top floor and Barry ran out of it.

He looked up to the sky, "C'mon. Hit me."

And right on cue a gigantic lightning bolt struck Barry. Everywhere around him the air was eaten up and the top floors of the building exploded in a golden energy. A yellow field surrounded Barry. Barry began to vibrate faster and faster until he was…

Gone.

The Speed Force

Barry Allen woke with a start. He was surrounded by gold. And blue. And then suddenly pictures of everywhere and nowhere filled his gaze moving at the speed of light.

Barry freaked out and began to vibrate – every molecule in his body moving as fast as sound.

"Where the hell am I?" Barry shouted, and suddenly realizing his body was vibrating he screamed, "What the hell is going on?"

Barry wasn't answered and he sighed, "Am I dead?"

Still no answer. Barry couldn't stand to stay still any longer and he began to run. He felt like he was ADHD but a million times worse. He sped through this never ending Universe of pictures, feelings and…energy!

Barry realized now, his brain thinking a thousand times faster than the average man, that he was standing in the middle of a Universal Plane made entirely out of Energy. His brain began to think faster, registering everything going on around him…

This place gave everything its speed, its power, its energy!

This…Speed Force, Barry realized, was the entirety of the movement and energy of the world. No, all of the worlds.

Barry looked around him, and saw pictures of worlds, similar and yet different than his own.

He saw his ex-boss, Jay Garrick, who was much younger, in one world running around saving people in a red and blue spandex suit with a silver helmet.

He saw a boy, with ginger red hair running almost faster than even he could register, in a yellow and red suit that looked similar to the very suit Barry was wearing.

And then…then he saw himself. He couldn't tell if it was from his future, past, or from a different world entirely. He saw himself, Barry Allen, running super-speed in an armored version of the suit he was wearing. He was fighting green robotic demons...more people fought alongside him. One man, in blue and red armor, with a red S on the chest of the suit. A long red cape hung down the back. Another was a man in a dark, bat-like suit. Another, a woman in red, silver and blue armor. Another a man wielding a trident. Another an armored, cyborg-like African-American boy. And the last was a man wearing a green and black suit, a glowing ring on the middle finger of his right hand.

And suddenly a large, towering figure appeared in front of the group in a flash of light. The man had an 'Omega' on his chest and he wore dark blue armor. Beams of red energy burst from his eyes. The group fought this man; each ended up separating but brought back together in the end. The man with the S ended up knocking the large demonic evildoer into a portal and the group had won…finally having saved the world.

Those seven were super heroes.

And suddenly, Barry found himself standing in his apartment, still wearing the suit.

"Was that all a dream?" And Barry looked outside, towards the Central City Museum. Smoke rose from it, and the top few floors were completely destroyed. Barry could see fire truck speeding towards it. He looked down at his chest; a lightning bolt was etched into the suit, surrounded by a white circle.

"It wasn't a dream…the Speed Force…and me…" And Barry Allen realized what he was going to do with his life…

Lightning Bolts replaced the pupils of Barry's eyes and…

He was gone.

Barry would continue to fight to protect Central City as The Flash. He even would end up going to Europe and fighting alongside a few other super powered heroes like him to defeat Hitler. After the war he got a new job, but never stopped defending Central City. Despite the obviousness of it, Jay Garrick and the Board of Directors for Flash Inc. refused to believe the always-late Barry Allen was The Flash. The government tried to force The Flash to join them and become a government-sanctioned superhero but they could never catch him.

Barry went on to fight many supervillains that had amazing powers and he quickly had a large Rogue's Gallery, which included his arch-nemesis, Captain Cold.

Due to his powers Barry Allen did not age normally. Forty years after he became the Flash, he looked like an extremely healthy guy in his mid thirties. In 1985 he met my aunt, Iris West. They were married in 1986.

In 1991 I was born.

I lived a normal life in Nebraska for years. I'd grown to love the Flash; he was my hero. I'd even started a Flash fan club when I was eight. Little did I know that my uncle was the Flash…

When I was thirteen-years-old my parents took me to Central City to go see my aunt and uncle. I'd met them before but I hadn't seen them since I was five when Uncle Barry had gotten me a Flash action figure for my birthday. Naturally, as a teenager, I wasn't exactly excited to go on a family vacation to see well…family.

I soon got very excited because it so happened that the day we arrived (we took my dad's car) The Flash was battling the not-quite-as-young-looking-as-Flash Captain Cold.

Captain Cold fired his freeze gun over and over but he could never catch The Scarlet Speedster. With one swift punch the fight was over. I was overjoyed.

All I could talk about was The Flash the entire time I was there. I never really understood the sly grins my aunt and uncle gave each other at the time.

The last day I was there, Uncle Barry took me and my parents to see the Flash Museum.

It had begun being built in 1974 after the Rogues blew up the entire Central City museum. The Central City Museum was rebuilt and dedicated to The Flash, who defeated the Rogues later that day and saved the Mayor. The Museum had just been refurbished and was reopened that exact day.

Little did I know that that trip to the coolest place on Earth would become a trip to hell.

Apparently earlier that day, Captain Cold had broken out of prison (again) along with the rest of the elderly Rogues. They all attacked the Museum and held Uncle Barry, my parents and I hostage in order to get The Flash to attack them.

Well, they certainly got Flash to do just that.

My Uncle, quicker than anyone but I could see, spun in a circle so that his second ring (other than his wedding ring) glowed and The Flash Suit flew out of it and over him.

And at once it all became hell. Everything around me was exploding. Boomerang and the other Rogues were all trying to kill Flash.

Suddenly, I felt my shirt being grabbed, and I looked up. Captain Cold was holding me as a hostage…again.

The Flash turned to me; fear entered his eyes.

"No!" My mom screamed as she jumped onto Captain Cold. Captain Cold swung her off of him and shot her in the head with his freeze gun.

"Mom!" And my Dad followed suit, attacking Cold in anger and he was shot in the head.

"NNNNOOOOOO!" The Flash sped to my rescue, taking me from Cold's hands. He sped me outside and left me there and told me to be safe.

I waited for only thirty seconds before he appeared with my mother and father's bodies in his hands. Their faces were still frozen.

Flash said with tears in his eyes, "I'm sorry, kid. I…they…they can't be brought back. The Freezing is an instantaneous death. They felt no pain…"

"How do you know that? And why, if you are the Faster Man Alive, could you not save my fucking parents? They got to me faster than you did!" I was infuriated. Later, I felt bad for what I said to my Uncle. Oh yeah, I knew it was him after this.

Well, The Flash, Uncle Barry, took me to his home. Weeks later it was determined I would be staying with him and Iris until I was 18 and then I was free to do as I would like.

They had my stuff moved there and I was recluse the entire rest of summer vacation. Barry retired as The Flash, having decided he wasn't capable of protecting anyone.

After Summer Break ended I began my eight-grade year at a local private school. I turned 14 later that year. It took me a while but eventually I got over my parents' death and I forgave Barry. I even began to see Iris and Barry as my new parents.

And who would've known…I, nerdy Wally West, became the most popular kid in school. I was the class clown. I was a track star. And I had a smoking hot girlfriend.

My life was great…

Up until summer break when I was 16 when I found the blueprints in the attic for a new Flash costume.

And what can I say? I get curious…I wanted to see if it would work…if it would be better than the old one…

And so I made it…

And everything, yet again, went to hell…

Note: I hope you enjoyed it and as I said earlier, there are some big changes to The Flash in my Universe. Not much really to explain. This idea came to my mind when I was taking a shower. I hope you enjoyed the New 52 JL moment there! The next issue we'll see Wally become Kid Flash, and later evolving to The Flash. Please review!

Barry Allen- He's a good guy who's always late and is currently a forensic scientist. He looks like his normal DC self. His Flash costume is his Pre-DCnU costume.

Wally West- He's smart as well as athletic but it seems that hid Uncle has rubbed off on him because he's always late. His Flash/Kid Flash costume is the same and will be described next issue. Or you can check my page for a link to a picture of it.

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