Death. Death was everywhere and no matter how fast Wally could run he couldn't get away from it. The man could speed from one end of the earth to the other in seconds, and yet death was still everywhere. He remembered the Boom Tubes, remembered the crackling thunder that came with them, and remembered the invading forces that decimated everything. We were so unprepared, so un-aware, that an entire planet's forces was about to descend on us and end everything. They blocked out the sun, and Superman fell. They outnumbered Batman, and Bruce fell. They chained Wonderwoman and threw her into the ocean, and Diana drowned. Everyone was going, everyone was gone. It was morbid, and Wally had no one to turn to. Barry? The Flash?...his death was the most tragic of all.<br/><br/>It was not at the hands of Darkseid, not at the hands of a soldier, but at his own hand. Wally and Barry ran, ran and ran to save and kill as many as they could. Yet while Wally embodied the Speed Force, Barry only borrowed its powers. It was too much, and Barry ran himself right into the Speed Force. He broke all the barriers to try and correct this tragedy. Sound, Light, Time, Dimensional, and finally the Speed Force barrier. A man who does not embody the speed force can not survive such a journey. His quest to save us all, only ended in his useless death. Wally knelt there, as Barry got sucked away in Gotham, leaving nothing but his costume behind. He knelt there and wept, tears of agony and pain until there was nothing left for his eyes to squeeze out. It hurt, and it killed him inside, but he had to leave.<br/><br/><em>"Run, Wally." </em>were the last words Barry ever said to him. It meant so much. He needed to run. He needed to save people. He needed to move on. So Wally left his costume, and took his mentors own to the Flash meusem, or what's left of it, and buried their costumes in homage to their life together. Then Wally did something un-expected. He picked up a costume that he'd locked away a long time ago. A costume that belonged to a man who showed both Wally and Barry hell. The Reverse Flash costume, painted in blood red and black as night. That was two days ago.<br/><br/>It was a new age, and a new age needed new heroes. He had faith that not everyone was dead, that there was still some hope left out there. He couldn't be the only one alive. His first thought came to finding the people who could find the rest of the living Superheroes. The Bats. He needed to go there, and see if anyone was still alive. So he sped, and ran through the streets of Central City, through Star City, before finally making his way back to Gotham city. He knew where the Wayne manor is, and that's where he'd find them.