"Catlin, Cisco what do you have for me today?" I ask, my suit is snug, and the head piece is making me sweat a little.
"There is a bank robbery 5 blocks from you, and the men are armed. Be careful Barry" Caitlin says, it was dark out, and I was getting tired.
"Okay, I'm on it- and afterwards I'm going home" I exclaim as I shoot down toward the bank robbery.
"Put the gun down" the police screams at the men , and one man fires at him, I put up a shield- the bullet bounces harmlessly off of it. The masked men get angry, and they fire more , the police man is too stunned to do anything. That is until a red streak whisks him away. More gunfire follows, and this time it went all around the room. Fine- they wanted a target, then I'll get them one.
"Hey suckers" they turn around, one raises his gun, and I flip it out of his hand. I see a streak of red approaching, and I raise my arms. They crash into the wall- pinned there, by my gravitation or whatever I'm breaking physics to do. The redstreak crashes straight into the room, and knocks me over- the men crash to the floor.
"Oh I'm so sorry" the red guy says, his voice vibrating, and face a blur
"Okay! Now move!" I push him aside, and a bullet hits the wall right where his face is. I raise my hand and the first guy is jerked to the left, while the other guy is pushed into the solid metal pole. The redstreak gets up and he runs toward the men, they tried to shoot him- but what good w
"Dude- you're hurt" the red streak is back, and the 2 robbers are tied up, and dangling from the pole.
"I'll be fine" I wave him off, and I start to walk away-
"Um, not really" he says again- and points at my shoulder, "you have glass in your shoulder" I roll my eyes and I take another step toward the door. He appears in front of me, and he looks at me
"you have glass in your shoulder, there is a very scary looking cut on your face,and by the say your arm looks- I would say it's sprained. I know people who can fix you up and help you." I stare into his eyes,
"No thanks" I replied and I stomped out of the bank. As soon as I made it ½ a block down,the redstreak appeared in front of me again.
"I don't think you are okay" he points at me
"a total of 45 bullets were fired today, and I only found 44" he points at my arm which was throbbing slightly, the adrenaline rush was beginning to fade, and everything was blurring together.
"I'm fine, I heal fast, I just need some time, and sleep" I try to push past him, but as soon as my arm bumped into his body, a stab of pain shoots up my arm. I wince and when the pain got worse as I grabbed my arm- he scoops me up.
"you are coming with me, and we're going to get that bullet out of your arm"
In a few minutes, the redstreak delivers me to a weird dome shaped science center, as he sped into a room on the 54th floor, and sets me down gently on an exam table.
"Who is this?" a lady with brownish hair exclaims, as the redstreak appears beside her.
"Uhh" he stammers for a minute, and then scratches his head.
"You didn't even ask for a name?" the girl's eyes are wide and she seemed to be on the verge of exploding.
"My name is Quinn, and we didn't really have time for a name exchange" I suddenly realize that I'd said my name out loud, and given them my identity. Well crap, I wince again as my arm throbs- and sends a wave of dizziness through me.
"Yeah- she got shot because of me" the redstreak adds turning a deep shade of pink
"Dude- your mask is amazing!" another guy had walked into the room, he had dark hair, a ridiculous grin on his face, and a touch screen gadget thing.
"How did you make it? Oh, even better how did you-" he gets cut off by the girl.
"Let's fix you up first, and then Cisco can ask you questions" she reaches for scissors, and begins to cut away the sleeve that the red streak had pointed at,
"oh" she says quietly, her eyes were glued to my wound,
"we are going to need some morphine, for local anesthetic, and you are going to need stitches" she scanned my arm,
"how are you not screaming from pain?" she adds as she touches the surrounding of my arm- I wince and jerk away as a blaze of pain shoots up my arm. The truth was that I was already feeling my strength waning, and the the pain was starting to bite at my arm, and abdomen.
"I can normally block out the pain, but-" a wave of pain punches me right in the gut, and I intake suddenly. The girl, who was attending to my arm suddenly, looks up at me- she frantically searches for a needle, and the morphine. As my vision got spotty I felt myself falling off the exam table, but a gust of wind, and strong arms catch me
"I got you" a boy's voice says. A pinch in my arm, and a warm spread of morphine starts to make its way through my system. I find myself looking into green eyes, and brown hair,
"hey, stay with me- you're going to be fine. Just breathe." I try to take in a breath, shut out the pain, but I black out instead.