Hillan — Roleplayer Guild

Location: Central CityPost #1.07: One step ahead
Interaction(s): NonePreviously: Exit Light

It had been two weeks since he fought The Shade. The city had been electrified by it’s new, bonafide hero. The news cycle had been almost nothing but reports about the speedster in the local news, talk show hosts had talked about it and all of Central City’s influencers had been on it. Several of them had already released videos such as “The Flash unmasked” and “Finding out who ‘The Flash is’.” They were all quickly debunked, but it still showed the very quick takeover of the city in favor of its new scarlet hero.

And today was the date for the biggest heist in Central City’s history up until this point. Today was the day Leonard Snart and Mick Rory would reemerge from their tenure underground after robbing the Central City museum, shooting and almost killing a rent-a-cop and making off with 15 million dollars in valuables. Today’s heist would make that 10 times over. They had used their money to create weaponry fashioned by the elements, Leonard would use his cold-gun, Rory would use his Heatrifle. They would take on the Central City National Bank and steal the ancient Madagascar jewels that would be in the secure vault, about to be displayed in the Central City museum next week.

Leonard was a master thief, a man of great patience and caution, a true criminal mastermind. A genius in his field, an Albert Einstein of burglary. If there was a man in Central City with the intellect and strategy required to best The Flash’s power and ability, it was him. 
Rory was a hothead, in every sense of the word. He was Snarts pitbull, a loyal guard who just wanted to watch the world burn with a cold beer in his hand. 

The Flash blurred past the streets, those who caught wind of him cheered in excitement, as he pulled up into his perch in his apartment over the slums of Central City. He removed his hood from his face, pulling it back down, revealing his blonde hair as he touched the interface on his arm, activating Gideon, a holographic digital clock popped up into the air. 2:36 P.M. Seven minutes. 

“Seven minutes till showtime. To do what it took Allen weeks of fighting, I’ll do in mere seconds. The Shade was a wrench in the plan, an unexpected actor. But, I’ve seen my fair share of those in my time. I’ll adapt. I’ve already observed Snart and Rory’s movement and preparation. They are acting as anticipated.” Thawne spoke, his words ringing with sinister overtones and an underlying sense of pride. Almost as if every word about his imminent victory was to gloat to the dead Allen.

He put on his cowl and cracked a smile.

“Gideon. It’s Flash time.” And he vanished, vibrating through the window and running down the outside of the building. He would make it across town as the alarms went off at the bank. The cops had a 3 minute response time. They couldn’t measure up to the speedster.

He appeared as Snart and Rory were emptying the containment of the safe container that held the jewels.

“We’re gonna be rich!” Rory exclaimed in excitement, and Snart let out a tisking noise at him.

“Two minutes 36 seconds.” The mastermind mentioned, watching his watch. The timing had to be precise.

“No. You’re out of time, I’m afraid,” Thawne said with a smile, leaning against the bank vault door. He could’ve just closed the door, but their weaponry would’ve blasted through the door, and that would’ve been messy. He would have to force them cross their beams, as their weapons would cancel each other. 

“Ah. You... The.. Streak, is it?” Snart teased, his hand on his gun, as he walked towards The Flash with swagger in his step. He wasn’t afraid or scared of the red, black and gold-clad speedster. Thawne had dealt with Snart many times before, he’s one of the few people of this time he actually sort of liked. That was perhaps the most likely reason why he hadn’t vibrated his hand through his chest.

“They’re calling me The Flash. Who are you supposed to be? Snow bandit and the Burn victim?” He asked, nodding to the parka on Snart and the clear burns showing under Rory’s tightly fitting shirt. 

The two rogues drew their weaponry and fired at the Flash, who immediately dodged it, their hands moved as if in slow motion. Sure, the beam was fast - faster than him, but their hands weren’t. Rory’s gun wasn’t much of an issue, it couldn’t really hurt him. Snarts, on the other hand, could temporarily neutralize his powers, making him one of the most dangerous foes The Flash would ever face.

He dodged to the right and ran around the two rogues in a half circle in the square-shaped vault. Rory fired at him, screaming something along the lines of 
“Burn you red piece of shit.” Thawne avoided the flames, ducking under them, zig-zagging and then it hit him, in the blindspot generated by the flames. The one tick of ice, a simple squeeze from Snart’s trigger, and the ground under Thawne’s foot turned to ice. The absolute Zero blast almost caught Thawne, but once the ice formed around his foot, he vibrated out of it, before it could negate his power.

The two kept firing as one, they had clearly anticipated the Flash’s moments. Perhaps even used his rather vividly videotaped encounter with The Shade as a means to gauge his speed. If Thawne wasn’t annoyed that this ‘battle’ had taken a full 30 seconds, he might’ve been impressed.

Finally, they got him pinned, a ice blast to his knee, they both took aim and let out their blasts at him to finish the pinned speedster off as he was trying to vibrate himself free again. Rory was smiling wide, Snart had a focused, albeit satisfied grin on his face.

“ I told you he'd be nothing!” Rory shouted with laughter and Snart was about to ease up when he caught it in his peripheral vision. 

“There’s two!” He shouted, but too late to move his gun as the red blur appeared in between the two gunmen, his hands vibrating their guns to pieces, and then pushing them both in opposite directions, making them hit the walls of the vault. Hard. 

“That’s what you call a ‘speed mirage’. You didn’t actually catch me, Snart. Better try next time, Captive Cold.” He said, venomously to Snart as he leaned over, hearing Rory groan from the other side of the room, and the sound of the sirens getting louder and the cruisers stopping.

“What the hell are you?” Rory cried, holding his broken rib. 

“I’m the fastest man alive. And that’s a Flash fact.” He vanished again, leaving the beaten rogues with no other choice than to let the cops arrest them with the stolen jewels, laying in the bag on the floor. As Thawne exited the bank in his super speed, he caught the glimpse of a certain young man, pulling his red hair out of his face, whom for the first time caught sight of The Central City Comet. 

Lightning strikes twice. Thawne thought when he saw the young man.
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