Slowing Down is Hard, but Necessary….
Part 1
Barry woke up in a cold sweat, his heart racing. That was…not normal.
It was always the same, him running and that…thing chasing him. So who was this new player? Barry shook his head and gently laid back down, careful not to wake his wife. If he was lucky he might get a little more-
He jumped right back out of his bed as his alarm starts blaring. He groaned but relented that he was an adult and he must do adult things.
He’d just have to figure out what this new development was tonight.
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After a full day of examining crime scenes, patrolling the city, and bantering with captain cold, all before being called to the watchtower to talk about the kids, Barry was exhausted to say the least. He nearly wept when his head hit his pillow. Iris laughed at his antics, but turned off the light and wrapped him in her arms with a kiss. ‘She was such a good wife what did he ever do to deserve this amazing human being’ he thought as he drifted off to sleep.
His eyes flew open as he was once more surrounded by waves of light. He needed to run. He paused, thinking of the teen from the night before.
So instead of running Barry let go of the iron grip he had on the speed force and walked, though staying vigilant, ready to run at the first hint that this “Phantom” was lying to him. Barry wasn’t sure how long he walked before he came across the floating teen.
True to his word he was, in fact, taking a nap. As someone who moves a mile a second, he understood the need for naps. Unfortunately he also knew that he was the only one who could answer his questions. So with great reluctance he grabbed the teens shoulder to wake him…. Only to be sucker punched by the teen.
Barry went flying, if nothing else the teen had one hell of an arm. He looked up to see the teen covering his mouth, trying his hardest not to laugh.
"S-Sorry, I'm t-trying not to laugh I-I swear." or at least he WAS because the teen immediately broke down is a fit of laughter. Barry took this time to get a better look at him. His skin had a kind of purple/blue tinge to it, so he definitely not human of course the massive fangs were a bit of a giveaway. He couldn't tell how big he was, as he was curled up in the air laughing but based on last time he wasn't too big. Barry coughed to get Phantom's attention once more.
"Sorry, I really needed that, its been a crazy day. Seriously though, didn't anyone ever tell you not to wake sleeping interdimensional beings? You're lucky I only hit you man." Phantom said, wiping away a nonexistent tear.
"Is that what you are?" Phantom shrugged.
"I guess? I mean technically. I'm not from the speed force, heck I'm only a part-time resident of the infinite realms, new job be damned."
Barry raised a brow "New job?"
"Not important. What about you? What kind of creature winds up in the speed force by accident?" Barry hesitated before answering.
"I'm a human, but I get my powers from the speed force." Phantom rolled over mid air (?) giving him a skeptical look.
"You're a human? With access to the speed force? You mean, when you were racing the road runner you were using the speed force, right?" Barry nodded.
"Dude, I hate to break it to you, but you're not human. Not anymore."
Barry froze, that can't be true. He looked at Phantom with anger clear on his face.
"You're lying." Phantom sighed, floating down closer to eye level, his face resigned.
"No, I'm not. I know you probably don't want to hear it but... humans can't survive the speed force. It's not possible. In order for you to be able to use the speed force the way you claim, your body would have to be changed irreversibly. Think about it this way, you took health right?" Barry rolled his eyes, but nodded. "If I remember correctly, a normal human heart has an average of, like, 80 BPM right?"
"Well yes but how do you know a humans-" Phantom cut him off.
"We'll get there, I promise. But first answer this, how fast does your heart beat?" Barry shook his head.
"The speed force-"
"Makes you faster, makes every part of you faster. CHANGES every part of you so it can go faster." Phantom rubbed the back of his neck. "Look I know this is a hard pill to swallow but... I've been there, it's not fun. Realizing something like this and having to face everyone around you, realizing no one around you could possibly understand. It's hard." Barry sat there in shock for a moment before fully taking in what he just said.
"You were human? And you went through this alone? Why... Weren't there any other metahumans to help you? The Justice League-" Phantom snorted.
"I'm sorry, the what league? What is that? Some kind of weird team name? It's baseball isn't it?" Phantom said with a laugh as Barry stood in shock.
"You don't know about the Justice League? The world famous team of superheroes?"
"Dude, what part of interdimensional being did you not get. The earth I'm from only has one hero, and I'm it." He said proudly, puffing out his chest. "Sure I had to die to get the job but, thems the breaks." he stated with a shrug. "By the way, you never did tell me who you are. Spill man, fair is fair." Barry stood there in a state of shock and horror.
This teen, this KID was his earth's only hero? He died?! Barry swallowed the lump in his throat.
"I'm Barry, Barry Allen, but my hero name is the Flash." Phantom nodded.
"Well Barry Allen it's nice to meet you. If we're gonna go all in here, my name is Danny Fenton, but like I told you before I go by Phantom." He said sticking out his hand. Barry took the offered hand.
"And hey, next time you wake me up from a nap, just shout. You're less likely to get a black eye." He snarked with a toothy (giant fangs, dear gods) grin.
Barry woke with a jolt, looking around to find what woke him, his heart beating fast (too fast) before he recognized the sound of his alarm. He hit snooze and laid back down.
"Danny, huh?"
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Jason: the Batfam member I see most as my brother is Tim
Dick: What!!! That's no fair, I should be your brotherly-ist brother!
Dick: No offense Timmy.
Dick, turning back to Jason: But I am the one who has been your brother longest, I helped you kill that druglord, I even gave you some of my cookie dough last week!
Bruce: uhhh, back to the druglord thing-
Steph: You shared your cookie dough with him!
Jason: Sorry Dick, but there is one thing that makes you brothers more than anything else, not blood, or time, but...
Jason and Tim at the same time: Contempt
Jason: I have contempt for Tim, like all siblings should. Really the only thing I love more than hating Tim is shit talking other people with Tim. That form of contempt is how siblings bond and I will just say, surprisingly I love bonding with Tim even more than I love terrorizing Tim
Tim: aww, I didn't know we were that close
Jason, panicking cause he doesn't wanna ruin their dynamic: *punches Tim in the gut and runs out*
Tim, shouting after him: You can't take it back now, you ass
Jason: *turns around while running to give Tim the middle finger*
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Prompt 184
“Well damn.”
Jason wrenched his gaze from the mess of red and green spattered across the room, searching for the source of the voice. His head hurt, he wanted his Dad. He wanted Bruce. He… his head hurt. His everything hurt.
“Honestly, didn’t expect them to find another half-breed. Didn’t think there was another halfa out there…”
He tore his gaze away from the floor- when had it gotten there- finally finding the other… person? The person giving him an empty smile through some sort of muzzle and missing an entire arm. Well, he couldn’t judge, he’d torn his nails off while digging out of his grave before… this.
“Hey, kid, don’t sweat it, it’ll grow back,” the man apparently noticed where he was staring, shoulder twitching as he shrugged and more green pouring out. Jason couldn’t stop staring, eyes slipping from the growing pool to the rest of the chains apparently keeping the person on that side of the… room? Cage? Cell?
“Shit, hey, kid, kid, don’t cry, uh, fuck, shh, kid don’t cry-” the person made a noise, some sort of hum or croon that caused him to relax. To his already brain-damaged confusion. “C’mere, away from the door now, shh…”
Oh, when had he started to move? It was like he blinked and was stumbling away towards the chained person, practically tripping over a limb before the person managed to catch him. “Ope, oh you’re just a little baby-” a hand, clawed, carefully ran through his hair, tucking him against a rumbling chest that nearly made him tear up again. He wanted Bruce.
“It’s alright kid, shh, they won’t get you,” the man rumbled, everything about him green to his rapidly closing eyes. Pale skin like a corpse, black scales like rot, hair white like snow, all stained green with blood. “They’d have to kill me again for that.”
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no okay but this whole scuffed interrogation that ultimately just wasted time and resources is actually perfect. like normal bad and foolish antics are in itself usually productive in odd ways, but the witnesses - especially a federation worker witness - help make it look so much more suspicious than it is. everyone there except for agent 18 read the death message in chat, they all know it was cellbit. they effectively wasted a whole day of productivity, while seeming busy and shifting suspicions elsewhere.
while they haven't talked about it, bad and foolish are on the same page - shift the blame entirely onto bad to protect cellbit. bad has a history of being confrontational to workers, they're already wary of him, and he's given foolish the go ahead to frame him however he pleases. and because it's such a normal occurrence between them, this whole cat and mouse kinda dynamic, there's no cause for suspicion due to unusual behavior. of course foolish is focusing his suspicions on bad - it's his MO, and there's actual suspicion this time.
and because bad has a reputation of being such a straight faced liar for no conceivable reason, who constantly shifts blame onto foolish specifically for things that both have and have not happened, when he says foolish's plans outright, it's not believable whatsoever. he says straight up that foolish is clearly making false accusations because he's secretly an infiltrator wanting to take down the federation from the inside - of course nobody believes it. it does more to legitimize foolish if anything.
their ability to work on the same page without no prior discussion will always be impressive - and the fact that they're both looking out for cellbit inside the federation and out covers their bases. foolish can frame bad, bad can act suspicious, and hopefully nobody else will get caught in the crossfire, so long as they pull the right strings.
they put on their little two man act, waste a ton of time, and no one is ever the wiser.
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