Hello, internet! Welcome to my second attempt at making a decent Flash story centered around a speedster who ISN'T The Flash. I'll admit, The Devil Flash was a bit of a disaster, and it was a pretty big setback for me. But, as Eobard Thawne once said, every grand enterprise has them, and we can never learn to fly without crashing a few times. In any case, after I scrapped The Devil Flash, I thought to myself, "Okay, what else can I do to introduce a new speedster to the Arrowverse?" Then, it clicked: just introduce a speedster from the comics who hadn't been introduced on the show yet. After doing a bit of research, I found that there is a certain percentage of the Arrowverse fandom that would love to see August Heart, aka Godspeed, become part of it. So, I say "Ask, and ye shall receive!" Now, bear in mind, this IS the Arrowverse we're dealing with here, and Earth 2 of the Arrowverse no less, so bear in mind that this version of Godspeed isn't going to be a carbon copy of the one from the comics. Now, with that being said, let us begin!

Prologue: A Mission From The Gods

Earth 2-Central City

A lone figure stood atop a rooftop overlooking Central City. He was tall, lean, and well built. He wore a white bodysuit that seemed to be made out of some kind of body armor, with gold lightning bolt designs here and there, including a golden lightning bolt emblem on his chest. His face was concealed by a full mask with yellow eyepieces and lightning bolts on either side, almost mimicking horns.

There's people in our world we consider heroes. People who save lives, get statues built in their honor, are beloved by the masses, and seem like they'll do the right thing no matter what. Like The Flash for instance. Who could ever suspect that the Crimson Comet wasn't what he seemed? Who could've guessed that he was actually Zoom himself, using some kind of ability to create Time Remnants, in some sort of sick game to give us hope, only to take it away again?

Just goes to show that there's no such thing as a hero. Me? I'm no hero. This is just something I have to do, to honor a promise I made to my brother when he died in my arms.

When I was trying to think of a codename for myself, I thought of calling myself the new-and-improved Flash, but I ultimately decided against it, especially considering who The Flash really was.

My name is August Heart. With the powers given to me by the God of Motion, I am judge, jury, and executioner. I am Godspeed. And this is my story.

...

November 14, 2014

I got my powers the same time as all the other Metas, the day Harrison Wells' Particle Accelerator exploded. It was on that day that the most foul, and vile person gained superhuman speed. The day Zoom came to be, but that was also the day I died.

A 17-year old boy with short black hair and bright blue eyes wearing a Big Belly Burger uniform as he had just gotten off of work that day. Never, in all his life, would August Heart have guessed that the legendary Dr. Harrison Wells was a regular at Big Belly Burger. Wells was something of a hero to him, just as much if not more than he was to the rest of the city. He couldn't help but chuckle as he recalled the argument Wells and his daughter had about a boy called Jax, who it sounded as though she had a crush on they guy. Admittedly, it made him think about the girl his heart belonged to. Well, it would belong to her if he ever got the nerve to tell her.

Something seemed odd about Wells though. He sure took off in a hurry after he got that phone call…

Suddenly, the train started shaking violently, causing August and his fellow passengers to get tossed, cracking some of the windows and shredding a part of the floor, exposing the third rail

"Whoa! What the Hell?!" yelled one of August's fellow passengers as the train shook and shuddered violently, increasingly leaning over, as though the elevated railing had started to come loose. Everyone onboard, August included, held their breath.

It happened suddenly. The elevated train's railing snapped, causing the train to begin to fall. The window next to August broke open, causing the frightened and screaming young man to get pulled out of the train and start freefalling.

The train hit the ground, followed closely by August himself. As August, his body wracked with pain, fought against sliding into unconsciousness, he saw part of the train's third rail, sparking dangerously with electricity, falling directly towards him.

As thousands of volts of electricity pumped into August's body, an orange wave of unknown particles and energy washed over him, forever changing his DNA as his entire world went dark.

August groaned as he returned to consciousness. He found himself inside some kind of stormy void of some kind, where all was wind and lightning. Where all was…speed.

"Ah, you've awoken at last. Now, we can begin."

August looked behind him to see a large metal being of some kind with certain parts of him glowing a regal gold color. The being smiled down at August as he lumbered closer. August, for his part, backed quickly away from the beast, a frightened look on his face.

"Don't hurt me!" yelled August, clearly terrified.

"Relax, my child, I mean you no harm. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Savitar. I believe some of your kind refer to me as the God of Motion, upon whom all living things are dependant, and the one true ruler of the Speed Force," said Savitar.

"'The Speed Force?'" asked August.

"A sentient force of nature, without which motion would not exist. Once I was a human, a king of my people, and I was chosen to defend them from others like myself. Wonders of the supernatural world." Savitar explained to August.

"You mean, like, superhumans?"

"Not just humans, animals and plants also. For years I was a protector, a defender against the very forces I once feared, and, once, I was even a father. But my time among my people was not to last, for in my time of death She appeared before me."

"'She?'" asked August.

"The Speed Force itself made flesh. She took the form of my wife who had died giving birth to our son." Savitar's eyes began to leak, "She took hold of my hand, and I shall never forget her words. 'I knew you were special Savitar, I knew I made the right choice for a king.', and so instead of dying from old age, I was given new life by her, and I have helped her prevent the wrong beings from gaining the power of motion for centuries, until another who was once a hero, stole my identity, stripped me away from my throne, and locked me away within the very thing that allowed Her to choose me."

"So, why did you bring me here?" asked August.

"Because you are descended from my only son, from my very blood. When the false Savitar took control of the Speed Force, he created its polar opposite, a Negative Speed Force. It uses Her as a power source, and gives the power of motion to those who would use it for their own ends, and I have seen first hand the horrors they bring, snapping at their heels like starved animals. I beg of you, find the Speedsters whose marks are not pure, and strip them of their new found powers. And, in turn, you will find your own begin to increase. For now that you have entered the Speed Force, you too are now one gifted with motion," explained Savitar as he held out his hand to August. Within it was a silver ring with a yellow lightning bolt across it, which August took.

"Within this ring you will find your new uniform. When I ruled the Speed Force, these rings contained suits that provide protection against enemies and the nastier elements of running at high velocity speeds." The God told August as he took the ring, before something odd came to August's mind.

"If you were an ancient king, how do you know so many modern terms?"

"As time changed, so did our language. As a king, I must be strong in both mind and body. The powers of motion were never my only strength."

The space around them rumbled, and August began to feel a sharp tug backwards as everything around him started to turn black.

"I sense our time is almost up. Remember your mission. Always have faith in the good in people. Now, run, August, run!"

No sooner had these words left Savitar's mouth than the world around August turned black once more.

...

"HGAAAAAAAAA!" a loud gasp rang out throughout the empty Morgue from the long line of opaque, white body bags. One thrashed about until it burst open letting the body inside sit up. Inside it was August, somehow showing no injuries from his accident. Also, judging by the fact that he still had his clothes, nobody had been in to determine his cause of death yet. On his ring finger was the ring that Savitar had given him.

A loud scream from nearby indicated that the coroner had just entered the room. A look to his left confirmed his suspicions, as the coroner was standing nearby with a female detective and who he recognized as his older brother, Jorge, and his mother, all three of whom had looks of blatant shock on their faces.

There was an extremely awkward and tense silence that hung in the air for nobody was quite sure how long. Finally, August took it upon himself to break the silence.

"So… 'sup?"

"August, how are you-how did- how do you feel?" Ms. Heart asked her son.

"Well, I'm not dead, so I guess that's a thing. But, aside from that, I feel… better than I have in my whole life. So, we headed to the hospital or what?" asked August.

And thus concludes the chapter! I know this version of August was nearly nothing whatsoever like the version from the DC Rebirth comics, but then again, nothing in the Arrowverse is like the comics. I mean, look at the earlier seasons of Arrow, look at Savitar/Future Flash, look at Zoom/Black Flash. And last time I checked there wasn't a Harrison Wells on ANY Earth in the comics. So, if you guys could fav, follow, and review, that'd be great, and I'll see you guys next time!