So this is a warning for mentions of underage drug use and underage prostitution, well just mentions, not for the drugs though

Third Person

It was after breakfast the next day and everyone was figuring out what they were going to do. Jason left almost immediately saying he was going to hang out with some friends for the rest of the week, code for going to hang out at the mountain. This left a speedster, a bat, an archer, one brown haired boy who sorted out his issues, and two still emotionally distraught teenagers.

Wally decided to spend the day hanging out with Luke until the other two boys are ready to talk or feel like hanging out. "Hey Dick, Luke and I are going to go to the gym and work out some. Want to join us and leave Roy to watch over the other two," Wally asked him.

"Why do I get left behind," the archer asked.

"You are suppose to be the main supervisor for this experiment. Unless the the other two wanted to join us," Dick asked letting the two boys know that they are welcomed if they so wish.

"We'll be fine with Roy," said Phil.

With that Roy lead Phil and Jack to the screening room where they could watch a movie or play video games, while Dick and Wally led the way to the gym.

"I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that Bruce Wayne has a gym in his house, should I," Luke asked the two boys.

"I guess not. You should be more surprised by what he keeps in the gym. I know it's a lot to ask, but could you try not to reveal to much about Dick and Jay when we get back to central. Bruce is trying to get the media away from them as much as possible and that includes both of them making sacrifices in the eyes of the public," Wally asked him on their way.

"Yeah! No problem, though what would they want to hide," Luke asked him.

Wally and Dick shared a look and Luke could see Dick give Wally a small nod that he's good to reveal what he can.

"Well for one both Jay and I have accents. My native language is not English, far form it in fact. I didn't learn English until I moved in with Bruce. It doesn't come out as much anymore and It's just less work to stick with this, same for Jay. His first language is English as well, but he was a street kid and ended up learning languages like Russian and Italian and both of those kinda stuck with him," Dick explained as they almost reached their destination.

"That doesn't seem like much to keep from the media," Luke said surprised.

"Well their's that and this," Wally said as he opened the door to the gym. At first you could see simple equipment you would see in a gym. Weight lifting, punching bags, treadmills, but when you walked in more you could see every type of acrobatic equipment one could think of and their was even a section set up to practice parkour.

"The acrobatic stuff is mine, while the parkour is Jason's. We both use all the normal stuff though," Dick explained as he went and started to stretch as Wally dragged him to a punching bag.

"So why are we going to the gym anyways. I thought you were suppose to talk to the other two as well," Luke asked wally.

"They'll talk when their ready, or if they want to. As for the gym, well I did promise, didn't I," Wally told him and laughed at the look Luke gave him. It was a look that said I'm surprised and didn't believe you, but I'm glad you actually did it.

"Let's start with basics. You know anything about martial arts or fighting," Wally asked him.

"My dad, before he died, signed me up for lessons, but they both died before I got a chance to go to my first class," Luke explained.

"Well I'm going to sit back for about five minutes and you beat up the punching bag by punches, kicks, whatever you feel like it and then I can start correcting you on the basics," Wally told him and without hesitation Luke did as he asked.

Luke punched, kicked, slapped, and wrecked the punching bag and Wally could see that he was thinking about all the people who hurt him in his life up to this point and pictured them on the punching bag.

After five minuted Wally stopped Luke before he hurt himself. "Ok first I saw how you were going for the punching bag in anger and that's okay, but before you start taking out your anger with violence you should figure out how to handle it. We're going to start with something simple that if you decided to go to the gym by yourself you'll be okay," Wally told him with Luke huffing in short breaths.

"Let's start with your punches. When you punch you have your thumb on the inside of your hand. You need to stop doing that. If you do that you could end up breaking your thumb and that's not helping anybody. Instead your thumb should be on the outside of your hand between your first and second knuckles on your index and middle finger," Wally told him as he stood in front of the punching bag demonstrating.  "and don't forget to punch with your knuckles and not the flats of your fingers," Wall finished.

Wally punched the bag slowly and then let Luke do it himself. Once Luke got it right Wally stood behind the bag to hold it in place and told Luke to go all out.

After about ten minutes of punching Wally was about to teach him one of the many proper ways to kick but they were interrupted.

"Umm Wally could I talk to you for a minute," Phil asked nervously.

"Yeah sure. Just let me get Luke here a bottle of Water. I think he needs it," Wally said as Phil saw how red his friend's face is and his short breaths as he sat down on a bench near him. "You good if I leave you for a few minutes," Wally asked Luke.

"Go ahead man. I need a break anyway," Luke told him gesturing for them to go.

They walked out of the gym and toward an empty room that was far enough away that hopefully no one, or bat, would eavesdrop.

"I know I already apologized once and I know you accepted it's just that it didn't feel that real to me. I don't know why. Maybe because we did it as a group and collectively agreed on it right after getting yelled," Phil started to explain. It dawned on Wally that the others might not know about the others living situation, or are just trying to be good friends and not reveal anything to an acquaintance turning friend.

"What I think  I'm trying to say is that I sorry. I'm really truly sorry and shouldn't of done that in the first place.

"I'm sure Luke already told you, but it's was Jack's idea to beat you up, sadly it was my idea to write those horrible things on you, to take pictures, and put them up all over school. I'm really sorry that I did those things and I know sorry doesn't make up for anything that I did. For all I know you could of gone home that night and actually kill your self and then I would feel even more guilty, and then you would of died because of me, and it's all my fault I'm sorry," Phil was panicking and Wally saw it was an anxiety attack coming on.

"Phil I need you to look at me and I need you to breath in, starting with five and breath out in five," Wally explained counting out loud for Phil to follow him. As they went on Wally added another number each time Phil breathed in until they finished with ten and Phil was calmed down.

"Thanks for that. Normally I have to fight those on my own and they're normally not pleasant," Phil said quietly.

"It's no problem. Don't worry about me killing my self either. If I did that multiple people will bring me back alive just to kill me again for doing something like that," Wally explained to turn the situation into a little happier mood.

"Nice that you have people like that who care for you," Phil said with a smile as he leaned back, just now noticing that he was in a chair.

"I'm sure their's someone is your life like that as well," Wally assured him.

"Not as many as you would think."

"Well I'm here to listen, not to judge," Wally told him firmly.

"I guess Jack and Luke are like that. When I wrote that stuff on you they seemed surprised that I would do that. I guess I was just portraying what I feel onto you. How much did Luke tell you about his home life," Phil asked.

"Enough that I know he's taking a day off and If I have to convince B to pay his bills for a month then I will, or Ollie," Wally told him as to hint that he knows just about the basics, and that if Phil did as well then he can be trusted.

"My parents didn't die like Luke's and I don't have one sticking around like Jack. Mine just abandoned me when we moved to Central. I use to live in Gotham until I was around 12. When I was thirteen my parent's got bored of me and just left. I didn't call CPS or anything. I like where I lived, but as life went on I guess that it got worse, and I knew it did, but I didn't see how bad it truly was until you.

When my parents left they didn't leave a note or anything, just left. When I figured out they weren't coming back I had to start figuring out how to live without them. I learned how to forge their signatures perfectly so no teachers or anyone would notice. I also had to find a way to earn money.

I started doing jobs here and there for a bunch of shady people who would let me, even though it was against the law to even hire a 13 year old. Once your into the shady business, if you don't get out right away, you start to sink deeper in. A couple of months later I started to get into drugs. At first it wasn't bad, just some weed here and their, but I started getting into the worse ones. Meth, heroine, cocaine, anything I could get my hands on.

I've been friends with Jack and Luke since I moved to central and I tried to not let them know anything was wrong with me, Jack and Phil didn't suspect anything until I started to get into the drugs, but I didn't have enough money to live and drugs, but I was hooked and couldn't end up on the streets. That's when I discovered that some really disgusting creeps had a thing for younger boys," Phil was starting to panic again and  got quiet. He looked like he was thinking about something and Wally let him.

"Would you mind if I smoked some please," Phil asked him, but it was more like begging.

"If you tell me more about the drugs first," Wally said going into protective mode.

Phil contemplated, but soon agreed, "When Jack and Luke discovered my drug habits they almost beat me to a pulp. I could never get fully clean and they agreed that I was good to stay on weed, as long as I don't get into anything truly bad," Phil explained with more pleading eyes.

"Yeah I see no problem with that, just let me open up a window. Last thing I need is for the room to smoke up and Alfred getting angry over it. He's been trying to get Jason to quit forever, but he's been having trouble. He's got Jay to about one or two every three days which is a big improvement from when he was first here," Wally explained as he opened a window and Phil got out a joint and lighter.

Phil offered to share, but Wally declined, not bothering to tell him that it would have no effective on him.

Once Phil blew smoke out of his mouth he was ready to continue, "To continue, like I said creeps have a thing for younger boys. I was almost 14 and the odd jobs weren't cutting it for both living and drugs, so I started to sell my body. I also started to make a lot more money, even if I had to resort to somethings that I didn't like, and if I dare to admit it, somethings that I did like. I tried not to let them know, but I think that they figured it out and just never told me, hoping that I would tell them."

"I guess when we broke into the office and saw the file of you it reminded me of myself. Then when we beat you up I just wrote what I was feeling about myself on you I guess," At this point Phil was mellowed out and he put the joint out as to not smoke the whole thing in one sitting.

"I guess I should thank you for listening and for once again forgiving me," Phil said as he was about to get up, but Wally stopped him. "If you need help getting out of your situation you just have to ask and I'll help. I'm sure that Luke and Jack will as well," Wally told him.

"I- Thanks for the offer, but like I said I like some parts of it. Sometimes it's not a total creep that comes onto a 15 year old kid and sometimes they keep you around for a month or two and spoil you like crazy before dumping you for another kid. Sure, it's not all perfect, but what job is and it's not like it's just guys that go for me, sometimes it's the opposite gender as well," Phil explained to him.

"But you will come to me if you need help. I'm sure you guessed already, but I have some good contacts," Wally asked him

"Yeah. I'll tell you if I need help. And if you ever need pointers, you know who to call," Phil told him and laughed as a blush creeped up on Wally's face.

"Oh come on man. If we're going to be hanging out a lot more after this your going to have to get over your virgin phase," Phil told him, still laughing.

"Trust me the blush had nothing to do with still being a virgin, more like an unexpected comment. I didn't expect us to hang out after this.," Wally told him.

"Dude of course. I told you my deepest darkest secret. No way in hell I'm going to let you walk away like that. Also those uncles of yours seem like a hell of fun to hang out with. Now about this virgin thing we have to talk about it. You figured out how I'm not one, what about you," Phil wanted, no needed to know these details about his new friend.

"Fine! Since we're getting to know each other so well, but you have to promise to not let anyone know, especially the media," Wally told him, but Phil caught on quick. "Wait! Grayson! Your first is Grayson. How has Wayne not murdered you yet," Phil asked surprised.

"Let's just say it was a long night and it took nearly every single favor I had to make sure I would survive the night, and that's all your getting from me for now," Wally told him as the joked and talked for another hour before they went out of the room to rejoin the rest of humanity.

I plan on doing some one-shots of Wally based around these three. Phil will get his story and their will be more Luke and Jack. Sorry this took so long. I think I plan on doing 2 more parts for this, one for Jack, and then the aftermath.