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[color=f7976a][h3]T H E    F L A S H[/h3]
[b]Revalations Part Two:[/b]
[sup][i]NOT FAST ENOUGH[/i][/sup][/color]
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[color=darkgray][b]"YOU WILL LEARN, THE FLASH OF CENTRAL CITY, OR THEY WILL PAY THE ULTIMATE PRICE FOR YOUR FAILURE."[/b][/color]

With that, the Surfer sent the Flash hurtling towards the plane at a speed unlike that any the Flash had ever encountered before. He watched in silence as the metahuman had only a fraction of a second to save her own life and the lives of those onboard.[/sub]
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Iris had to refrain from screaming most of the way. As they passed through the mountain it felt different to when she had phased by herself. The vibrations didn't change, and they didn't keep speed unlike when she did it. Which meant that however he had done it it wasn't through the same energy source that she was connected to. She had to worry though, this power cosmic that this 'Surfer' seemed to have access too had her outclassed. The current issue was that there was a plane in her way.

Rather, she was in the way of a plane. He had launched her at a high enough speed that she was going to smack straight into it's windscreen, and while that would obviously be a bigger problem for her than it would be for the plane she couldn't imagine it wouldn't be the best thing for the pilots on their final approach to have a speedster turn to mush.

Focusing on the energy within her, her entire body started to shake as it sped through the air. Faster and faster as the plane got closer and closer. She closed her eyes as she approached it. The pilots and passangers merely saw a blur of red pass through the plane. Iris didn't even have time to register anything within the plane. From the stewardess she phased right through to the kid that screamed in panic as he saw the blur moving down the aisle between chairs. Phasing out the back of the plane she opened her eyes, turning her head as best she could she saw the Surfer watching her. 

She wasn't going to let him take her for another ride. She was going to get down on her own. She remembered a story of an air hostess who fell out of the back of a plane and survived due to the angle she had hit the mountain. Spinning her arms to manuever herself she angled herself at a nearby mountain and started moving her legs as if running in thin air. It was a weird sensation, running with no resistance. She 'tripped' slightly as her foot caught onto something but through spinning her arms she corrected herself. It was probably just a pocket of hot air that had knocked her off course slightly.

She [i]had[/i] to make this before the Surfer caught her. She had to take the fight out of the air and back to the ground where she had some control.