Chapter 1
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In a dark alley, Captain Cold observed Cisco. The man was standing in the place of the particle accelerator that the showdown with Eobard Thawne had taken place.
Captain Cold had again managed to sneak into S.T.A.R Labs without being tracked. Cisco had been coming to this same place everyday on his lunch break for at least a month.
The other Metahumans were still on the loose, although the Flash did close the black hole. He'd run fast enough to stop the accretion disk from growing and then managed to reverse it's spin altogether, unraveling the singularity, which fell, still burning hot, and destroyed that part of the city. S.T.A.R Labs was gone, but a portion of the accelerator was still there. Barry had remained conscience long enough to see the damage, hear the screaming, cast one horrified, grieving look at Cisco and collapsed.
He hadn't woken since. Without Eobard Thawne, there wasn't any real way of knowing if Barry would wake up or not. As far as his medical readouts were concerned, his cellular regeneration was slowed, but still about twice as fast as an ordinary human. He showed no signs of waking, and he'd been that way for a month.
Cisco usually just stood there, remembering, wishing, wondering. Lost in thought to the point that he often forgot to return to the med station(which was a small concrete room,with some computers that the hospital had loaned them for the Flash.) and Caitlin would come looking for him. This day though, he began talking out his thoughts.
"Thawne, I know I said I didn't want you to come back, and I know you don't exist on our timeline anymore. But I know somewhere, in some coherence of universal vibrations, in some parallel reality, you are there. I know you can't hear me. I know parallel you can't see me, probably don't know about the Flash. But I wish you had told me how to use my abilities. I don't want to hurt anyone. I feel like it's my fault. I could've looked into the future of some other timeline and stopped this madness from happening. What do I do now?"
Cisco's eyes were filling with tears, although he didn't cry. Captain Cold scoffed to himself. The man had just revealed all his worst weaknesses, and he was on Snart's "important"list. For one, the guy was smart and a tech ace. Without him, Snart wouldn't have his trusty gun. For another, if Snart could manipulate him, he could get Cisco to look into the parallel worlds where time runs congruent, but events don't. This would enable Snart to plan better for his crimes and to learn from the mistakes that alternate versions of himself made. This guy felt betrayed and Snart ha often felt betrayed as a child.
A part of Cold, one that he rarely allowed himself to know about, felt for Cisco. He told himself that he was benefiting from this thing, but yet, he felt like truly reaching out to the guy. His dark side pushed him into realizing that his friendly side could benefit his dark in this matter. He planned his words carefully, for he knew that his sudden presence here would put the man on guard. He wanted his guard to remain down. Strategically speaking, he should wait until Cisco was in a position to feel less vulnerable. But time, unfortunately wouldn't allow for this.
He stepped out of the shadows.