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What If: Chaos Uncontroled
Wally knows the others are downstairs. The rest of the team. He knows that they're all gathered in the meeting room listening to the team's mages and a few other magic using heroes tell them exactly what's been going on for the past six months. But he doesn't leave the roof of the mansion. They'll be up there soon enough to confront him.

He was aware his powers had been growing beyond the ability of the NegaBands to completely control. Or at least part of him was. And while that same part of him wanted desperately to ask his friends for help...to find some way to regain control...certain darker aspects of Wally's mind...parts that had been affected by that same chaotic power...kept him quiet. For six months, he'd been pretending everything was fine while those darker parts of his mind subtly unleashed bits of chaos magic that influenced quite a lot. Some teammates had left and been replaced with people from other teams...some relationships had been ruined and loves broken and replaced with others...unexplainable events like an attempted invasion by a renegade Sh'iar cult and a battle with alternate universe duplicates had occurred and more. It was all small stuff that made sense if one didn't look too closely at it. After all it had happened at random...nothing connecting it really and nothing to make anyone suspect Wally was behind it all. Then the Chaos Wave occurred.

He's lost the bands during a fight and his magic went out full force, turning New York City into a practical hell of random chaos and destruction. And while the Wave had been undone the moment Wally recovered his NegaBands...the whole incident made everything his growing power had done light up like a Chistmas tree to those with mystic awareness. It showed that he might just one day go completely out of control and do much worse.

Now he just had to worry what would happen next. Would the team be angry with him for not telling them while his powers influenced them and others? Would they try to help? Would the just attack? Or would something else happen? He didn't know...so he waited. There was some yelling downstairs so he was pretty sure it wouldn't be long until something happened.