Russell Madison is doing well. His inherited business, Madison Citadel, a fast growing hotel chain is booming out the city; and into neighboring ones. Such as Central City; its having a grand opening this evening with the mayor of the city and Russell himself to cut ribbon.

"Never thought I'd see myself being in a subway. So used to being inside a banana on wheels." In which Russell calls a taxi cab, the half Puerto Rican, half English billionaire humbles himself. Instead taking an airplane with Ipod in hand and his pet pig, Sugarcone on a leash with his another is listening is to music which he is singing too. The green eyes, large frame oval sunglasses wearing, black hoodie with lime green stripes, dark hair, thin beard, and orange sneakers with sky blue shoe laces.

The conductor calls out the city in which the tourist is headed, but is distracted by his own singing. "Right about now it's about time for me to holler. Girl, I wanna waller in the back of my Impala."

Once more, the train driver says the city's name in which he hears this time. "Oh bananas! I'm gonna miss my stop." Running out of to a door, Russell picks up his pet in arms and squeezes his body sideways to get through, the and exits the transportation vehicle in time. "Next time, banana on wheels. Now, where is my tour guide. I hope he is cute."

Scouting for the man which the two called each other earlier whom describe about his physical appearance which a sign holds up the name, 'James Brown'. Also known as, The Soul Sleeper, Russell walks over to the sign which a young man who appears the same age as Russell, brown hair and eyes, with a slimmer body than the millionaire, "Hey you must be Russell; you like the sign? We thought it would keep you on a low profile."

Chuckling to himself, the music lover loves the tongue and cheek, "I get the joke, quite clever. What can I say, I have a handful of souls." The two young men locked eyes with one another with a blank stare, "Come on, it's another Brown song." Not knowing the song, Russell gave up, "Anywho, you're Barry Allen, right?" Russell who can usually see the future with his dreams, but this time couldn't due to the fact his dream came to immediate pause when he saw a duel weapon wielding demon who looked like a dark knight crushed his vision.

"Whisper," a howling, gravely, deep voice echoes his eerie present repeated his alter ego name. Holding his head, Russell snaps back in the zone which Barry snaps his finger and Sugarcone nudges him.

"Sorry, did you say something? I think I have ADD."

With only being a piglet, the pink mammal smells the new young man, "Russell? Hey, Russell, I said, I've never met anyone with a pet pig before."

"Really?" Laughing his pain away like a mad man in the rain, the hero fakes a wide smile, "I thought most people has them as pets during breakfast before eating them." Looking around, the vegan puts away his IPod, "By the way, are you bilingual or something? You tend to stutter."

Looking surprise, Barry looks at Russell, who both men are around the same age, "Me? No! Not that I know of? Hey! Not to change the subject or anything, but do you want to go and get coffee? My treat." Looking at Sugarcone who is making loud grunts; starts to taking a liking to the young man.

"Seems to me you've made a new friend, Barry."

Laughing nervously, both men leave the train station.

Inside Star Lab, Cisco Ramon and Dr. Caltin Snow are talking about which to them it is a new Metahuman, "Cisco, you're saying that you saw a metahuman, but in your dream?"

"Yeah. He was this heavily armored guy with charcoal skin, purple and orange eyes, with two swords on his back, one was a crocked handle and the other is a straight edge Faust sword." The enthuse tan skin very young man explains his dream and who he saw, but the skeptical Dr. Snow finds it a bit hard to believe it.

"Wait. Just wait a minute, you're telling me some kind of knight came in your dream? Cisco, are you sure you haven't been playing video games games lately? And wasn't Faust a German astronomer that sold his soul to the devil?"

"You have to believe me. All I remember is him, he told me all my other dreams are and will be crush. Like a dream crusher! That's it! I'll name him, Dream Crusher. Wait, people really do that?"

Shaking her head, the doctor checks her watch, "Wasn't Barry suppose to be here by now?" Upset,

Caltin decided to head out, "Come on, Cisco, we are going head out."

"Uhm, wouldn't it be easier just to call Barry? We do have a little thing call cellphones you know?"

Inside the coffee shop, Barry, Russell, and Sugarcone are inside along side with a few other people, drinking their hot beverage. "It's pretty cool you're having one your hotels in Central City. I mean, this way if we need you, you'll have an excuse to visit, right?" Sipping his coffee, the billionaire just smiles at the awkward Barry who is still fumbling for the right words.

"You remind me of Cherry when I first met her." With that, the blue jeans, t-shirt, sneakers wearing man phone goes off. "I'll let you answer that."

"Wait? Who is Cherry?" Getting up, Russell looks around to see if anyone was looking to pour his drink in a flower pot near the bathroom.

"Where are we? Well, I'm at CC Jitters with him."

"Now you don't tell anyone what you just seen, Sugarcone. Got it?"

Grunting, the piglet looks at someone is already, "Sugarcone huh? I don't think I ever was called that before. You must be Russell." Smiling, a beautiful young dark skin woman who is well dress that matches her elegant, "Hi, I'm Iris West and I work at Central City Picture News. I see you and Barry are getting along just fine."

"Yeah, something like that." Faking a smile, the jaded business man looks back at Barry, " is he always like this... Jittery?"

"Sometimes. Just don't tell him that I find it cute." Smiling genuinely, Iris nudges Russell, "and maybe you should try smiling more often, that way you won't have so many wrinkles." The bearded man rubs his forehead to find any. "I'm just kidding, but your smooth skin won't last if you do not do as I tell you."

"Russell, we have to go," Stopping, Barry notices Iris too, "Iris! Wow, um, this shortcoming. Look, I would love to stay and chat, but I have to. Um. Show Russell around downtown some more."

"What? I thought we were going to," quickly muffling the pet pig owner, Barry shuts Russell's mouth and takes him outside along side, Sugarcone. Near the ally of the coffee shop, the billionaire removes Barry's hand off him, "What's the deal? Doesn't she know?"

"No. She doesn't, but we have to leave to S.T.A.R. Lab. Hold tightly."

Picking up, Sugarcone, Barry dashing through the city, the trio makes their way inside the lab.

"We're here. I hope you're not disappointed."

"Not at all, sure beats having a hideout underneath a hotel." Looking around for himself, Russell is amazed by everything here.

"Wait, you have your hideout underneath in your hotel? No way! That sounds so cool. Does it have a bar in it too?" Amazed by it, Cisco greets Sugarcone.

"Well look who it is, it's Abercrombie and Fitch." Referring to both Russell and Barry's model good looks.

"And you must be, Victoria?" Raising an eyebrow and Russell looks over to young mechanical engineering, "Cisco, right? I heard great things about you too. I haven't seen many fellow Latinos, but it is good to see another Puerto Rican. And no. There isn't a bar inside."

"I did too. That is, we all did, but the name is actually, Caltin, Dr. Caltin Frost."

"Frost, huh? Killer name." Putting his hands pockets, Russell leans forwards to look at the computer screen, "But what things about me did you exactly hear."

"Great, another billionaire hero. How original."

"Isn't? It is a good thing there isn't anymore ice theme villains. That would be an utter shame."

Stepping between Caltin and Russell is Barry who notices sparks are flying between the two, "Yes it would. Say Russell, you said you've heard things about yourself? I can explain for you if you want."

"How absolutely about the dream I had? Maybe he can help out!"

"Dream Cicso?" Looking over to the young engineer, the man who usually can see the future through his dreams is interested finally, "You actually have my attention. Do you know who or what happened in it."

"Finally! Someone who doesn't think I'm crazy."

"I can relate to that."

"Okay, so here is how Dream Crusher looked like." Leaning back is Russell on the lab work, "You like the name by the way? I tend to name metahumans."

"Kind of sounds like a luchadore name. But wait, a metahuman?" Confuse on what that it is, "Could it be some of demon that escaped from limbo?"

At the same time, both Caltin and Barry said out loud, demon.

"Whoa! Did you just a demon? No freaking way!"

"Now wait, Russell. How can you be sure it is a demon? Central City has a lot of metahumans." Doubting the billionaire, the bio-engineer walks up to Russell with a stern tone.

"Easy. I dreamt of someone by the same name. But before I do jump to conclusions about it, Cisco, describe to me how he looked and say."

"Well, he was a black skin, muscular, man with orange and purple eyes, two a duel wielding swords. One crocked smile small edge blade and long Faust sword. He spoke in a gruff voice,"

"He's the one. He is the same one that came in my dream too before coming here!"

"Hah! See, I told you," Looking over to Caltin, "it isn't because I play a lot of video games."

Chuckling to himself, Russell is highly amused by the young tan man, "I mean it could be, but hey, the game is over for me here. I need to head over to my hotel for cutting the ribbon. I'll gonna take a banana. See you at the event, right? Good."

Walking away, the jaded hero bumps path with Detective Joe West, but brushes it off like it was nothing. "Hey guys," greeting the Star Lab gang, Central City's police says hello, "Who was there over there? Mister Sunshine?"

"Yeah, something like that. That's Russell, Russell Madison. He's the owner of the hotel chain, Madison Citadel." Barry looks at his adopted father and folds his arms around himself, "and also a soul sleeper. He said he was going take a banana though. How long does it take to take one?"

Caitlin, who suffered from depression before couldn't help noticing Russell's jaded eyes the whole time he was inside the lab. "Guys, didn't you notice something about him?"

Both men at each other than at Joe, "Hey. Don't look me fellas, I just got here."

"Can't believe you guys. Men can be clueless when it comes to emotions. He is suffering depression like I did before I've met all of you. I'm gonna go after him."

Running as fast she could, Caitlin spots Russell who has his head in the clouds while listening and singing too, Runaway Train. "There you are." Looking towards her, the jaded hero alongside his pet pig turn around. "I wanted to tell you that you're not alone."

Putting away his IPod back in his pocket, Russell questions it "Alone? What makes you say that?"

"Really? Boy, you sure are stubborn. Look, I lost a love one whom I couldn't save myself. For a year I thought I too I was alone."

Able to relate, Russell too lost a love one that he couldn't save, "Funny. So did I. But that what happens when people are homophobic. Say, are you sure your name isn't Victoria Secret?"

"Funny." Laughing lightly, the woman looks up at the billionaire, "but I have friends now that helps me forget the pain of what I've lost."

"Friends aren't always around. Are they?" With a silent pause from both of them, Russell whistles down a cab, "not to sound like a dick, but I've came along this far. From bullies and demon, I've done it my way." Making his way to the cab with Sugarcone on her leash the blunt man makes his exit.