The Flash and Atlantis don't belong to me

Across Time

Barry ran.

He knew that running would not stop the hurt nor could it change anything but there was little else he could do so he run. He wished he could outrun his feelings for Iris, better yet that when he stopped running he would find that Iris loved him as much as he loved her. He wished that he had never gone into that coma; that Joe hadn't gotten Eddie as his new partner. That Iris hadn't fallen in love with Eddie and was now moving in with him.

All those were vain wishes he knew but still he couldn't help wishing them but mostly he wished that running would make him feel better; that the running would dull and ease the pain.

He ran until he could no longer see any lights and then it occurred to him that he there were no roads or houses anywhere. Just a huge expanse of dry land.

Barry careened to a stop.

Where was he? He wondered.

000

Jason was angry.

He was hurting and for a micro-second he wished he had never come to Atlantis. That he had never met Ariadne. But even as those thoughts crossed his mind he dismissed them. He hadn't really lived until he came to Atlantis and met Hercules, Pythagoras and Ariadne; he couldn't imagine his life without them.

Still, he was hurting and he felt like his life was over. He knew, realistically, that his chances of being with Ariadne had become infinitesimal since she had become Queen; truthfully she had always sort-of been out of his league, but now she had her people and political alliances to think about.

The thing that was killing him, though, was that she had agreed to marry Telemon. And soon. That guy, Prince though he might be, was a liar and Jason suspected that he was up to something much worse than stealing Ariadne's heart.

Jason begun to walk and soon found himself outside the city; further away from the settlements nearer where

He was walking slowly, praying hard that he would not burst into tears of despair, when a man suddenly appeared infront of him.

000

Barry and Jason stared at each other. Barry looked at the well-built, curly haired young man, wearing some sort of body armour and short trousers, who was standing infront of him. Jason stared at the strangely dressed person infront of him, from what he could see it was a man but the red clothing that was covering even part of his face made it hard to tell.

"Where am I?" Barry asked, removing his hood.

"Atlantis." Jason was puzzled. He had never seen a person dressed like that in his life, except in films, maybe. "Who are you?"

"Atlantis?" Barry asked. "Whoa, Atlantis, as in the mythical lost city; are you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious," Jason answered him.

"How did I get here?" Barry wondered aloud. As far as he knew Atlantis had been lost for years, under water, if it had ever existed, and he didn't of any other place on earth that was called Atlantis.

"Who are you?" Jason asked him again.

"Barry," Barry replied, "Barry Allen."

"I'm Jason." Jason stared at the young man; this Barry Allen was probably from the future as well. "Where are you from?"

"I live Central City, in the States."

"Central City?" Jason asked. "Isn't that a fictitious place?" Jason had been an avid reader of comic books and knew about Metropolis, Gotham, Star City and the other cities the superheroes lived in.

"Isn't Atlantis?"

"You're in Atlantis," Jason reminded Barry.

"How do I know you're not lying to me?" Barry asked him.

"Why would I lie to you?"

Barry couldn't think of a single reason why the stranger would lie to him. Still, it didn't answer the question of how he had gotten there.

"How do you get here?" Jason asked. Had Barry Allen somehow found another portal between the worlds? Was he also meant to save the people?

"I ran."

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