Chapter 1: A prisoner
"Everything was a lot more black and white growing up, from the start I knew who and what I was going to be . I had everything I wanted. I was adopted at a young age by wonderful parents who made sure I had everything in the world to get me to the best place possible. I went through high school in a flash, I loved learning new information and I took it in faster than they could teach me. I finished my degree quickly and moved into medical school, from there I become a doctor. Everyone was so proud of me, sure all I did was work but I was fantastic at it. The top of my class and the best doctor at the hospital I worked at. My parents constantly wished I would do a bit more, like date and find someone but it didn't seem so important...not until the night of the accident.
I was working an overnight shift when the Starlab's particle accelerator went off. I woke up, the only one to have seemed to fall unconscious during the event. I don't think I had ever had so many people surrounding me at once and I discovered that I was slightly claustrophobic. That mixed in with the fact that apparently the particle accelerator had a nasty side effect on certain people and fucked majorly with their DNA, made the situation one that I would not have expected. I accidentally electrocuted everyone in the vicinity. Only one person died, the woman who had trained me and been my only real friend. So I ran...I couldn't be near anyone like I had before, it was too dangerous. Luckily I had some money saved up and it wasn't hard to survive for a couple months.
Staying away from the center of attention was my plan, everybody who was someone knew about the Flash and the metahumans...like me but not. I had no desire to hurt anyone, in fact I had thought about turning myself in to Starlabs in case they could fix it. I didn't...I was not an experiment and was not going to subject myself to that. But sitting alone with nothing to do was getting boring and the more I got bored the more I played with these new abilities. One thing about me, Dyan Evangeline was that I learned everything about a new situation even if it was a bad one. By the end of the month I knew the in and outs of my powers and how to be safe around others. Going back to work still wasn't an option, I had quit and not on good measures, my family was avoiding me for all I knew. So I found a new hobby, I broke into the police network and went through all their unsolved murders and kidnappings. I had to help someone and if this was what is was...then so be it.
I linked together most of the kidnappings, a man called Julius ran a gang, they did a number of things from theft to murder. He had been seen with all the woman but never brought in because of some roots with someone high up. So I joined his gang. I had some neat abilities and that worked for him. Of course once there I had to think of what I was going to do to poke around and find the woman. Luckily Julius was in love with woman(hence kidnapping as many as he had) but he was also an abuser. The first person he introduced me to was his sister, I could see the bruises. We became friends instantly and after a couple of weeks, I confided in her. She lead me right to the women, it seemed so easy. They weren't chained, just kept in a locked room which was a lot easier to break into than I would have imagined. The problem happened right as I got them out. The butt of a gun to the back of my head and I was just like those girls. Locked up and only brought out when he wanted to use me. My skills made me a great thief but not so good to him any other way. After all, he wouldn't want to get shocked.
This went on for what felt like years but I found out afterwards that it was only a couple of months..." An excerpt of a page from Dyna Evangeline's journal.
Dyna paced her cell, brushing her fingers through her long midnight black hair, the natural curls were ten times worth after being locked up for weeks without a shower. Her fingers got caught several times as she tried to get the knots out. A steady knock at the steel door and she turned around. Julius moved in, the door shutting behind him. His darker skin matched into the darkness of the room, she could barely make out the green of his eyes, a darker than her own. Hers glimmered in the darkness.
"So are you ready to come out for a day. We have a building that needs to be observed for the day and then maybe if you do good today, I might even let you do the actual robbing this time. After all you have gotten so good in all the practicing we have been giving you." Dyan nodded her head and she moved towards the door with him. It went from his escort to another as she took a shower, taking as much time as she could to get completely clean. Who knew how long it would be before she would have another chance. After that, plans were put in front of her. An hour to study then before they were out again. She went over the map in her head on the drive. It was a bank of some sort, privately owned from what she could tell. Not many people were going in and out. It would have been a beautiful day to walk about, even at a bank. The building itself was beautiful but the forceful grip on her arm ruined it all. She was dragged into the building and held close in case she tried to make a run for it. If she shouted or gave any kind of signal then she would be dead instantly. Half an hour and they were out of there, nicely enough she was allowed to hang with the rest of the crew as they went over all of their plans and waited for the bank to close. Dyna tended to zone this part out, she wasn't made for this, wasn't a thief...she had always wanted to help people and currently she was doing the opposite. The hours went by and she noticed nothing but the men moving in and out of the room.
None of the employees at the bank had noticed the girl but Snart had. His eyes followed her, watching carefully. Mostly at the man at her side, holding her in a vise grip. He had keen eyes and never missed a detail. She winced slightly as she walked, and her body was tense. The man was carrying a gun, close at her back. He turned his eyes away, there wasn't anything he could do...but clearly he wasn't the only one canvasing the bank and if he ran into the man later he would be sure to end his life. Snart had a couple rules, no drugs, look out for yourself and those you call your own, don't murder unless it is the last choice and he hated those who abused woman and children. With a deep sigh he nodded to Mick and they head back out. They were going to meet up with Lisa and then they would wait. After all, it would easier when no one was there to set off the alarm or to get hurt. He tried to relax on the couch, but his mind kept going back to the girl. He normally didn't linger on woman, he liked them of course but he was normally into the one night stand. But this girl stayed on his mind...he couldn't stand seeing a woman hurt, it was too much like what he had experienced with his father and all that he had done to his sister Lisa. He was going to find those men but not right now...Mick went very vocal whenever a heist was canceled and he was not in the mood to deal with that. Plus knowing that the men were canvassing the bank as well meant he would most likely see them tonight. He was going to kill two birds with one stone.