Chapter Seven: An Rare Occurance

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The Titans and Tigris stare at the speedster in shock from his outburst. A small storm brews outside the Tower as he tries to explain himself.

"Ti--Artemis," Flash starts sincerely. "I know you are in pain, but you can't give in to that desire. If you do, there's no coming back. I for one would not want you to experience that. And, as a fellow Wally West myself, I know that your Wally wouldn't want you to do that either. From what I can tell, you have spent your entire life making a name for yourself as a hero; proving that you are not your family. Even though I haven't met them and from what I can tell, I know that you are nothing like them. For that's not the girl I fell in lov--"

The speedster stops short. Shock and confusion dominate his face as both he, Tigris, and the rest of the Titans try to figure out why he said that.

They didn't have to wait long.

A powerful bolt of yellow lightening blasts its way into the room and throws Flash off of the couch and into the center of the room.

When the deafening thunder and blinding flash dissipate, Tigris runs toward Flash grabbing his shoulders. Bringing him up so that she can see his face. What she sees shocks her.

"There's something wrong with Wally!" Omen shouts heavily concerned. "His brain pattern is different. Almost as if something has over-ridden his control!"

In place of Flash's blue-green irises, Tigris sees eyes that are instead a vibrant emerald green. One of the arms of his costume has changed to a bright yellow. Tigris only knows one person that has that exact combination of eye and costume color.

"Actually, it's as if there are two brains in there," Omen corrects. "One is definitely Wally. The other is--"

"Baywatch?" the archer asks weakly--tears pooling in her eyes.

"Hello Beautiful," the speedster replies in an echo-y overlapping voice: one part Flash and one part....Wally--her Wally!

The posessed speedster cups Tigris's face in his hands and slowly brings her in for a soft, yet passionate, kiss.

"H-How?" Artemis asks puzzledly when they pull back from the kiss.

"I don't know," Wally says with a face of concern.

Suddenly, the speedster's head is jerked to the right, as if it was punched really hard.

"Pipe down will yah!?!" Wally exclaims.

He looks around and sees that everyone is staring at him weirdly. Except for Omen; who is holding her head in response to the psychic punch.

"Sorry," he says remorsely. "The other guy is not too happy that I took control of his body. It's kinda like that time I wore the Helmet, and Kent and Nabu were there. But at least they were more friendly."

He looks back at Tigris. He removes her mask to see her face more clearly. He wipes her tears with his thumbs as she pulls down his cowl. She runs a hand across his cheek. A smile graces her face as tears continue to stream down her cheeks.

"It's you!" Artemis exclaims in joy and grief. "It's really you!"

Wally looks at his girlfriend's appearance. He notices that she is wearing the orange and black Tigris costume instead of her usual green costume. He can't help but think he is responsible for this change. He wants ask her why but he feels a sudden pull on his soul--trying to remove him from this plane.

"Listen, Artemis," Wally says remorsely. He grabs her hand and holds it between them. "I don't have much time here. His body is really fighting hard against me, and there's some things that I need to tell you."

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