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Iris West lay on the ground, struggling to bring herself back to her feet when the man in yellow walked over to her and pulled her up by her broken arm. She screamed as the agony spread like a flame throughout her body. When he spoke it was deep, and distorted. It was the voice of nighmares. "You call yourself the Flash, you wear his colours. Yet you aren't him, the lightning bolt was never meant for you. You are nothing, the history books won't even know your name. Now tell me, where is The Flash?"

The man in yellow dropped her to the ground as he leaned over her. She tried to get to her knees but he kicked her in the chest and she fell back onto the ground. Moving forward he ripped the cowl off her head, her face was already beginning to bruise from the variety of falls and bashes she had taken in a short amount of time. Iris just couldn't understand this,w hat did this person mean, the Flash was a him? The lightning bolt wasn't meant for her? If it wasn't meant for her then who was it for? He seemed to take a second when her cowl was removed to get a good look at her, memorising every detail or maybe just trying to figure out where she knew him from.

"Iris West. I should have known, you always did have a penchant for sticking your nose where it didn't belong. I have to say though, that this time you went a bit above and beyond what was necessary." He lay a couple of quick blows onto her chest, knocking the wind out of her before she could even begin to retort. "This time, you went a little bit above and beyond. You aren't meant to be the Flash, I haven't worked for years moulding the perfect specimen, changing every aspect of his life to make him what he should truly become for you to come in, and take all that away." The anger in his voice raised the more he spoke, at the end he punched her in the face, her head being knocked to the side as she saw stars. That would be a black eye for sure, her vision now blurred she tried to focus on the figure above her.

"In another time, I'd be known as the Reverse-Flash. I, however, don't want to be associated with this mockery. You can call me Professor Zoom." He raised his hand, as it began to move into a blur. Reaching down to her chest, she took in a deep and painful breath as he reached inside her chest. She could feel him gripping onto her heart, and she knew that this was it. This was the moment she was going to die. Surprisingly the first person that popped into her head wasn't her father or her mother but it was Barry. Some small part of her was expecting him to appear, and him to save her. He had always been there for her, except for now, right at the end.

"You're powerless against me, Iris. There is nothing you can do to me that I cannot do to you tenfold. You'll never catch me-" He started to lean in closer and closer to her face as he spoke. "-never outpace me, never be faster than me." Zoom kept leaning down until his mouth was right beside her ear, speaking at a whisper he sounded more menacing than when he was shouting. "I won't kill you just yet-" He removed his hand from inside her chest, it became solid again while pulling through the costume however tearing the fabric open. As he started to stand back up he gave her a kiss on the cheek. "-after all. I still have use for you. For now." He chuckled slightly as he stood over her broken body, then as fast as he had appeared he was gone.

Finally able to breathe again Iris just began to sob, frozen in place and paralyzed with fear. Eventually she overcame herself, and precariously stood up through the pain. This man was a monster, quite possibly the one that killed Barrys mother and framed his father. She wasn't going to let this stand, she wasn't going to let anyone else get hurt. She took off in the direction fo home, wincing as she ran. Tormented by the promise left by Zoom, the threat looming over her head. "I won't kill you just yet, after all. I still have some use for you. For now."

The explosion kicked up flame and dust, there was a collective breath throughout the entire colloseum. Then the dust settled as the entire balcony Kheris had been sitting on crumbled away. As the debris, smoke and dust cleared Kheris still stood  where he had been before. Unmoved, untouched. He waved a hand at Janais in the Arena, who bowed and walked out. The flamed individual pointed towards Kheris again throwing bolts at the diety. Kheris merely raised a hand and stopped the bolts where they were. "Behold my loyal subjects, a test for  my newest and youngest son. My last born." A drum sounded, seemingly unphased by the man who cast firebolts towards the godlike figure. 

A small figure entered the arena, all eyes on him. Then all of a sudden he grew, and he grew...

Eventually he towered out above the arena. The flamed man threw bolts at him, but they didn't seem to phase the giant in the slightest. The gargantuan head turned to face Kheris, who merely nodded.The giant man raised a foot, and then placed it down squarly on the flamed individual. There was an explosion beneath his foot and the sound of screams to anyone with excellent hearing, or a ringside seat. 

"This is Trelon! God of War! I am pleased to announce that as of today, our armies stand ready. Our navy, stands ready. Trelon will lead our people to a vast victory over all other lands. We will start with Elenoir. Be ready my people, for tomorrow the cleansing of the world begins!"

There was a cheer throughout the entire stadium, as people stood up to applause and a smile creeped onto Kheris' face. He blinked as his eyes changed spectrum to see the energy flowing around them. He was surprised to see the energy of Evokers in the crowd. He floated back into the room behind the old balcony he was in. "Krig."

A figure appeared out of the shadow, materialising out of nothing. "Lock down the exits, we have demons in our midst. Check everyone leaving. I'll be in my throneroom."

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