Alright, so now we get to see Thawne attempt to find a new speedster to work with in the Crisis to prevent his own death.
Enjoy :)
Reverse Flash: Fastest Man Alive!
Summary: Eobard Thawne has cheated death more often than any speedster. But when he learns that his permanent death is imminent, what will he do to save himself? Who will he work with? AU as of Legacy (s5e22)
Disclaimer: I don't own The Flash or the Tornado Twins would have been featured in season 5 instead of Nora.
Chapter 2
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Zolomon ran around Central City in search of the Flash. Just a few mere hours ago, a portal had opened up above him back on his own world and he had lost his father's winged cap by accident.
Of course, Zolomon was interested in retrieving the cap. But he had sworn he'd seen speedster lightning in the skies above him. He'd discarded his Zoom suit and taken a makeshift Jay Garrick Flash suit. Better to draw the least attention that he could possible.
There it was! Orangeish-yellow speedster lightning. Zolomon followed, slowing himself down and staying far enough behind the other speedster to ensure he wasn't noticed. It was nighttime, which made it harder to hide since his blue lightning was so much more visible.
Zolomon followed the Flash all the way to a facility called S.T.A.R. Labs. There, Zolomon phased through walls and stooped until he was in a hiding position behind a desk.
There was a crowd of people in the room. There was an older fellow with a black hat on and a police badge in full view on his belt, a young man with flowing black hair, and an attractive woman with brown hair and heartbroken eyes.
"Ronnie?" She asked the other speedster, tears flowing down her face. The Flash pulled down his mask, revealing a young man brown hair and sad eyes.
"I'm sorry, Caitlyn." The Flash said. "I couldn't stop…I couldn't save him, too." The Flash pulled the attractive woman into a hug, and Zolomon wondered if there was romance there. Eventually, Zolomon decided it was simply a brother-sister relationship.
"What do we do now?" The older fellow asked. "The other metas would have taken advantage of the chaos, and people will be running scared, right into the line of fire."
"Team Flash can take care of it." The young man with flowing hair answered confidently.
There was a brief silence, and the Flash and Caitlyn broke out of their hug.
"No." The Flash answered curtly. "No we can't, Cisco, because there is no more Team Flash."
"Barry, what are you talking about?" The older fellow asked.
Barry! Zolomon thought to himself. The Flash's name was Barry.
"-we failedthis city." The Flash was saying.
"That's not your line." The man named Cisco muttered.
"Cisco!" The Flash reprimanded. "Thawne opened up a black hole in the city, and we couldn't stop him."
"We'll figure out a way." Caitlyn protested. "When Stein wakes up we can find a way-"
"No." Flash cut her off. "I'm sorry, guys. Team Flash is done." The Flash sped off, and the others gave each other meaningful looks.
"Well this sucks." Cisco said. "Looks like I better polish up my resume. I hope blowing up the city doesn't turn anybody off."
"He'll come to his senses, guys." The older fellow said confidently. He put an arm around Caitlyn and said. "He just needs his space right now. Come on. The CCPD could probably use our help." The group left the room, and after waiting a moment to make sure they were truly gone, Zolomon came out of hiding and sped around the Cortex, looking for information to help him understand where was.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Zolomon saw red lightning flash by in the passage leading away from the Cortex. Zolomon sped after it and saw a yellow glimmer as yet anther speedster phased through the wall.
Zolomon followed and entered some sort of chamber where the walls looked as if they were covered in braille. Zolomon saw his opponent at the other end of the room. The Speedster was vibrating so that Zolomon could not discern his features, but he was wearing a yellow suit similar to the other speedster from the Cortex.
"And who are you?" Zolomon demanded.
The Man in the Yellow Suit stopped vibrating and pulled down his mask. It was Harrison Wells.
"Wells." Growled Zolomon.
The Wells Speedster smiled and shook his head.
"No." Thawne said, his voice a gravelly whisper. "I am not the Wells that you know from your world. This face you might know, but I am just borrowing it. The two of us have never been introduced."
"My name is Eobard Thawne." The Man in the Yellow Suit finished.
"Never heard of you." Zolomon grumbled.
"I didn't imagine you would." Thawne commented, looking around the Time Vault and reminiscing on how he had built it himself to prevent S.T.A.R. Labs employees from knowing of it.
"From what I can remember," Thawne continued calmly. "Earth-2 never had an Eobard Thawne because Barry Allen never came close to becoming the Flash."
"Earth-2?" Zolomon asked.
"Yes." Eobard answered calmly. "Your world is often referred to as Earth-2. This one is called Earth-1."
"You should be more terrified, Eobard Thawne." Zolomon glowered.
"Really?" Thawne asked. "Because I believe that we can help each other."
Zolomon paused. "How?" He demanded.
"I know that you are going to discover the Flash's identity." Thawne responded. "You are going to steal his speed to repair the damage done to your body by the drug Velocity-9. This mad plan would result in your death and the Speed Force would mutate your body and use you as a disposable tool to hunt other speedsters."
Zolomon mulled this information over. "Good to know, time traveler, but I think I can handle myself. So instead of focusing on how you can help me, may I ask how I can help you?"
Thawne sighed, dissatisfied with the direction the conversation was taking.
"Fine." Thawne said. "There's a calamity coming that will destroy all speedsters, you included. But I have a plan, and if we work together, we can save ourselves from certain death."
Zolomon smiled. "I thought you said my death was already certain."
"Yes, but we can prevent that, the two of us." Thawne answered. He held out his hand in handshake position. "Are you interested?"
Zolomon considered it but smiled sickly. Working with other speedsters disgusted him. In fact, generally speaking, all people disgusted him. He supersped off and retrieved his Zoom suit, returning to face off against Thawne.
Thawne sighed. "I supposes that means you aren't interested."
"Oh, I'm interested." Zolomon responded. "How about instead of trying to steal the Flash's speed, I steal yours and come back and kill him?"
Thawne grinned wolfishly. "Well, you can try. But something tells me you won't be the thing that kills me." He pulled up his mask and began vibrating. "Let's race!" Reverse-Flash growled, running and phasing through S.T.A.R. Labs and into the city.
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As Zoom gave chase to the Reverse-Flash, Zolomon couldn't help but admire how fast Thawne was. Zoom was having trouble even keeping the Man in Yellow within eyesight, much less catching up to and catching him.
As red and blue lightning streaked through the city, Zoom began to despair about ever catching Thawne and was about to end the chase when a red and yellow blur appeared in front of Thawne, effectively ending the chase. Zoom slowed to a stop a few feet behind Thawne.
Thawne continued to vibrate, and gasped. "Flash." He stated.
"Thawne?!" Flash demanded. "What are you doing here?" He pulled own his mask, revealing 2019 Barry Allen.
Thawne laughed, and stopped vibrating, pulling down his own mask.
"I was actually going to ask you the same question." Thawne responded.
"I felt him." Flash responded, gesturing to Zolomon.
"Who are you?!" Zoom demanded. "You are much older than the Speedster I saw earlier. Your suit is different, too."
"I'm the Flash." Barry answered simply. "Now, leave, Zolomon. This is between Thawne and I."
"Actually," Zolomon answered as Thawne watched with curiosity. "This is between Thawne and ME. You are the one butting in. Thawne is MINE!"
Zoom sped and attacked Barry in a flurry of moves, but surprisingly, Barry kept up with all of Zolomon's moves. That is, until Zoom clawed open Barry's chest, roaring like a primal beast. All of this Thawne watched with curiosity.
Barry collapsed to the ground, twitching. Zoom turned his attention back to the Reverse Flash.
"We can resolve this a different way, you know?" Thawne hopefully suggested. "You and I could make for a potent duo."
"Perhaps." Zoom admitted. "Although, I seem to be plenty potent without your companionship. So, I think you and I should end this."
Thawne curled up his lip in disgust. "On that, at least, we can agree." Thawne pulled up his mask and began vibrating.
"To the victor goes the spoils." Reverse Flash and Zoom attacked each other in a savage flurry of moves too fast for any but a speedster to see.
Zoom punched Thawne in the face, hard, and Reverse Flash stopped, feeling blood dripping down his face. Zoom brutally punched Thawne in the face half a dozen times, and the Reverse Flash crumpled to the ground.
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Thawne woke up in a glass cage. There was a strange man in a metal mask in the cell opposite him, and for some strange reason, the man kept gently rapping on the glass walls of his cage.
In a cage set opposite of both of the glass cages, a young woman was chained to a wall. She kept crying and whimpering, her hair a mess and blood pouring down her face.
Suddenly, in a flash of blue lightning, Zoom appeared in front of Thawne's cage.
"Soon, your spirit will beak." Zoom intoned heavily. The girl whimpered and muttered "No, no, no."
"And then you'll attempt to steal my speed to repair the damage done to you?" Thawne guessed as the girl gasped.
"Father?!" The girl demanded. "Dad?"
"He is not your father!" Zoom snapped, turning his attention to the girl. "Just an unfortunate resemblance, Jesse!"
"Jesse?" Thawne asked. "Jesse Wells? Or Jesse Quick, perhaps?" The girl and Zoom stared at Thawne as he pulled down his mask and stood up, staring down the monstrous mask of Zolomon's.
"Which means the man in the other cage would be Jay Garrick, the Flash of Earth 3?" Thawne continued, reveling in knowing that he was once again the most well-informed person in the room.
The man in the mask stared up at Thawne.
"How did you know that?" Zoom aske cautiously.
"Time travel has a way of revealing the stories of your enemy to you." Thawne asked. He flexed his hands experimentally. Red lightning popped between his fingers.
"You will not be able to use your speed to escape the cage." Zoom warned viciously. "It blocks all connections to the Speed Force."
"Really?" Thawne asked, a creepy smirk beginning to fill his face. He experimentally began vibrating his molecules after pulling up his mask, and he walked forward, phasing through the glass wall of the cage.
Zoom stepped back, obviously shocked. "H-how?"
"Well," Reverse Flash muttered. "I would guess that this cage was meant to block positive connections to the speed force, and my connection is a little…negative." Red lightning coated the yellow surface of Thawne's suit as he raised his hand electrocuted Zoom.
Zoom crumpled to the ground and screeched as Thawne electrocuted the black suited speedster until the leather of Zoom's suit began smoking and steaming. Zolomon's screams died out, and Reverse Flash sped him inside the cage.
"I have been imprisoned for long stretches before." Reverse Flash growled. "And I promise it will never happen again. Good luck getting out of here, Hunter Zolomon, and I wish you the best of fortune in the battles to come. We would have made a glorious team, you and I." Thawne stopped vibrating and pulled his mask down.
He nodded his head in Garrick's direction.
"Don't worry, old sport." Thawne mocked. "You'll be freed from this cage sooner than you think. Just keep knocking away."
As Thawne began walking away, Jesse cried out "Dad?!"
Thawne paused. He turned his head, and was reminded so much of Nora West-Allen, his little runner, by Jesse.
"I am truly sorry, girl, but I am not your father." Reverse Flash admitted. "I'm just wearing a face that looks like his."
Reverse Flash ran away in a blaze of red lightning, unsure of how Jesse Well made him feel and disappointed that the most promising candidate, Hunter Zolomon, was a bust.
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…To Be Continued?