March 11th, 2017 - 12:35 PM | The Central City National History Museum
My mother often told me that life was movement, at every single moment everything was in flux and moving forward. Part of me just wishes that others would move on as well..."Barry slid and ducked under the fist that was raised in his path, sliding along the floor before coming up and skidding to a halt looking at his foes. Trajectory paced back and forth. He knew of her predicament, much like Jesse Quick her super speed was the result of a drug. The main issue was that it had an effect on her psyche, and without another drug her body needed some form of constant motion. Barry still remembered when she made her debut, and had originally sought to be a hero until her psyche began to change. Now she was a shadow of the hero Barry knew she could be, there was something narcotic about the rush of the Speedforce flowing through your veins. He had always hypothesised that as her connection was synthetic that her brain had reacted to that rush a different way to the way he, Wally or even Jay had. Which could explain why Jesse stopped taking the drug.
His other opponent was much more of a mystery, he called himself
Speed Demon. Small time crook turned big when he gained super speed, Barry wasn't entirely sure that he was connected to the Speedforce in any way shape or form though that made him no less dangerous. The fact they had teamed up was the worrying part, on their own they didn't prove much of a threat to him. Though together, they stood a chance.
"You know, I appreciate your interest in history, though I'm afraid you can't take the exhibits home." It wasn't the first Museum raid Barry had attended, and it wouldn't be the last. It always surprised him though.
This wasn't a fight with the Rogues, who had strangely disappeared of late, as instead of a retort both the Speedsters turned to him and charge. To a normal human being they would appear as a blur, though he was no regular human being. He picked up on the slight differences in technique, variations in their speeds. Speed Demon was the slower of the two, though he had a runners physique. He was trained, whereas Trajectory the faster of the two was sloppy. He took in everything in the room, his mind processing it all at once thanks to the effects that the speedforce had on his cognitive abilities.
He took off, the lightning flowing through him and leaving a trail behind himself as he charged towards his opponents. He had already formulated a plan to take down his opponents, now all he had to do was execute it perfectly. If history served itself well, something would go wrong and he'd have to improvise but he had a good feeling about this one. As he approached the two of them, he dodged to the right. Concentrating, he leaned down and grabbed the decorative carpet that lay on the walkway his foes were running on. Turning, he twisted it up he watched as his opponents footing was knocked off balance. They fell, skidding down the corridor. Trajectory landed on her stomach, whereas Speed Demon managed to perform a roll and recover himself. Landing on his feet. He must not have felt up for a fight after that, as he turned and bolted for the main exit.
At this point he was the priority, Trajectory was down and she was sloppy. She tended to cause mayhem rather than outright kill, Speed Demon was a bit more of a wild card. He took off, though on his way he grabbed some of the protective ropes for an exhibit and tied it around Trajectorys wrists and ankles. It wouldn't hold her for long, though the hope was that it would hold her long enough for him to deal with Speed Demon and return for her. As he ran out the exit he was met with rain, blobs of water appeared almost stationary in the air before him as they dropped towards the ground. Skidding he turned to the left before picking up speed, creating a wake in the water that lay in the road as he did so. He passed the police cars, long droning sirens as they headed towards the museum. The officers barely able to comprehend that one of the suspects just sped past them.
Lightning coursed through him as he gained on Speed Demon, he was fast by regular standards but no match for the Fastest Man Alive (Not that he was really sure if that title belonged to him, or his ex-sidekick
Wally West). He cut to the left down a narrow alleyway in order to cut Speed Demon off. As a metallic fence appeared in his vision he kicked off to the left. His speed dropping only slightly as his feet made contact with one of the walls, running along it in a perpinducular fashion as he passed the obstacle and he returned to the ground. He still remembered when he first gained these abilities, he could barely run through traffic let alone navigate alleyways or
run along walls. Part of him however felt empty without Wally beside him, part of him yearned to continue to teach people about the Speedforce. Though who was there to train?
Shaking himself out of his reverie (After all, a split second was a long time to someone travelling at super speed). He stopped in the middle of the street, arms crossed as he saw Speed Demon coming towards him. People at either side of the street paused to look on at him. Though he focused on his opponent, he had learned early on that he shouldn't let himself become distracted. "Going somewhere?" Speed Demon pulled back, though he failed to take into account the effects of travelling at super speed on a wet surface. Loosing his footing he slipped and slid down the road. Barry turned and followed him, chasing him as he tried to stand up Barry planted on squarely at the bottom of his jaw in an uppercut knocking the villain out. Pleased with himself he slung the unconcious speedster over his shoulder and then ran back to the museum.
On arrival he threw Speed Demon (harmlessly, albeit a little unceremoniously, into the back of a CCPD van). He then turned to one of the officers. "You should wait here, Trajectory is still inside and she's probably regained conciousness by now. I'll go-"
"Don't worry about it Flash." Barry turned to look at the source of the voice, the mysterious man in the yellow suit that had been seen around Central City stood at the top of the steps.
"While you were busy with one adversary, Professor Zoom took care of the other."With that, the mysterious man turned and ran. There was no mistaking it, he had tapped into the Speedforce. Barry was about to go after him when his earpiece began to beep, he was already late for an appointment. Discovering who this
Professor Zoom was, was going to have to wait. He turned to the Officer who had been standing there perplexed at the whole exchange. "I'll leave this in your capable hands, gotta run!" He hated it when he got interupted.
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