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Chapter 2

Everything felt heavy.

Barry struggled to wake up, his every limb feeling like they weighted a ton or two. Even his eyelids refused to move at first. The world felt like it was spinning and shacking at the same time, making him feel dizzy, and the sensation only intensified with him wakening up.

Finally opening his eyes slowly, hardly, he tried to move his hands to help himself stand up... to no avail. His arms aren't just feeling heavy, they were cuffed behind his back!

The realization made him jerk his limbs, struggling to free not only his hands, but also his legs. He heard the sound of multiple guns being raised and armed simultaneously. He froze for a split second, but nothing happened. Shaking his head to clear his blurry thoughts, everything rushed back in his memory. The meeting. The men in black. The old man...

-"It may be hard for you, but don't move too quickly before the antidote completely kick-in, Mr. Allen."

Barry flinched and rose his hazy sight, unbelieving, fixing it in the Agent's stare. How could he know...

...

Something started to beep and everyone turned their sight toward Cisco.

-"What's it doing?" Asked Nate.

-"I don't know." Replied Cisco, standing up in the Waverider's command room without letting his sight go off the Alien device. "Either our food's ready or this guy's trying to call us." He walked around, wondering how worked that thing. "Hey, how... how do, How do I answer? I. "

He posed it and pushed on it's surface, getting an immediate reaction! The holographic image of the Dominator appeared from the transponder.

-"Oh, my God. It's him!" Jubilated the young man, letting his geek enthusiasm take the better of his judgement.

-"He's even uglier than the last time we saw him." Commented Mick, arms crossed.

The Alien, glaring at them heavily, finally talked. -"65 of your years ago, you saved me from capture."

-"Listen, you don't need to thank us." Replied Cisco.

-"Yeah, he does." Retorted Mick, sternly. "He can thank us by turning around and heading home."

But the Dominator was unfazed. -"I will show you my gratitude by sparing your lives, but I cannot do the same... for Barry Allen."

Everyone was left without voice. They all had the exact same thought at that very moment.

How?

-"If your friend does not turn himself in," Continued the Alien. "we will have no choice but to deploy a weapon that will exterminate all meta-humans."

The Dominator's image disappeared, leaving them astonished and pondering.

They all looked either away or at the floor for a moment, not knowing what more to say after that. Mike was the first to move away, walking out of the Waverider. They all followed him silently, no word reaching their dried throat, no sound was muttered. When they finally reached their meeting place inside the hangar, the sound of Oliver's stern voice was heard from behind them, finally breaking the heavy silence.

-"We're back..."

-"And the meeting with the President didn't go well." Added Sara with disdain.

They, with Atom, were approaching slowly, walking without haste.

-"We've got some bad news on our side." Replied Nate "...wait, where's Barry?"

-"Wasn't he going with you?" Questioned urgently Felicity, her time-travel dizziness having finally subsided.

The three newcomers looked at each others. Arrow, clenching his fists, looked like he was hardly containing his rage, Sara was uncertain, Ray looked saddened. It gave the chills to everyone looking at them because, one thing was sure... The three of them were uneasy about what happened, and they were people hard to faze...

In the end, it's Ray who answered, grievely. -"We've got bad news too..."

...

-"Yes, we know who you are... and what you did."

Barry's mind finally focused. Still, he shook his head lightly one more time, unbelieving, before looking at his surroundings only to see many men in black surrounding him, aiming at him, and he realized the shacking he felt was the vibration of the running van.

Like so many time lately, Barry ended up thinking 'It's not a bad dream. If only it could, but everything is happening for real...'

Moving his head also made him feel his mask leaning against his face's skin, confirming it was still in place on his head. So then, how?

-"You threatened the entire universe" Continued the Agent Smith, unaffected by Barry's disoriented state. "when you used your powers to upset the normal course of time."

-"Wait, you're talking about Flashpoint?" Finally muttered Barry, his voice coming back with all the sensations in his body. "How do you even know about..."

-"They told us." Interrupted the old man, acid in his tone.

Barry's eyes opened wide. Did he really hear that? Aliens blew his cover? How could They even know?

-"For the past 60 years, we have enjoyed a truce with your so-called Dominators." Insisted Smith. "You broke the truce."

No matter how they knew. The harm was done, now... more harm than what he could have ever imagined. Could his actions, the action of a mere man, really escalate so much that it would influence intelligent life-form from other planets? If only he had known...

Barry frowned, his tone firming. -"I made a mistake. Okay? I'm not gonna let it happen again."

-"What you've done cannot be mended with an apology alone. Those Aliens, they are over us now... And they mean War."

Barry shook his head once more. -"What do they even want?" All of that, everything this man was saying, it was just crazy!

-"I've negotiated a deal with them." Calmly answered the old man, dropping himself to Barry's eye level by posing a knee on the van's floor. "If You surrender yourself, Mr. Allen, They will leave us in peace."

He took a second to appreciate the total astonishment appearing over Barry's face, before giving the final blow with his false condescending voice.

-"You really want to save the world? Here's your chance."

...

-"Contact the Dominators."

Cisco shook the transponder, but the only result was it warbling.

-"Looks like your friend's not calling you back." Commented Nate, almost disappointed.

-"No, he's not," Retorted Cisco. "but I got a plan B."

Cisco vibed to the Mother ship, taking Nate with him. They looked around, meeting with the Dominator they had saved 65 years ago.

-"What an unusual gift." Commented the Alien, hiding his surprise. "You appear to be a meta-human as well."

-"Yeah, well, I figured you'd cut me some slack, seeing as how we saved you back in 1951." Cisco's voice was reflecting the contained anger boiling inside him. "Remember that?"

But the Alien remained unchanged in his calm attitude. -"Much has changed on your planet in the last 60 years. The threat of your kind has become imminent."

-"Listen, E.T. We're not a threat. Metas are protecting this planet." Cisco tried to convince him, soon supported by Nate.

-"And besides, the guy who tortured your ugly ass back in 1951 was human."

-"But what happens when a man like him inherits abilities like yours?" Answered back the Dominator, his words hitting them with realisation. "We have seen it happen on countless other worlds, which is why we must exterminate your kind before the scourge of your planet becomes the scourge of ours."

The atmosphere fazed, flashing and waving as they returned back into the hangar.

Panting, they caught their breath back, still affected by Cisco's move, but even more by what they learned.

-"Well, he's out of his giant mind." Grunted Nate.

-"What if he's right?"

Steel locked his look into Cisco's. He couldn't have heard him right?!

But Cisco continued, troubled. -"What if, in using our powers to make the world better, we actually end up destroying it?"

That's it. He was loosing it!

Nate needed to snap him out of it. -"Dude, I get it. Barry screwed up."

-"Yeah, so did we!" Insisted Cisco, turning his unfocused look. "Back in 1951..."

He walked a few feet away, and Nate sighed, suddenly realizing hard.

-"We messed with time when we freed the Dominator."

-"Who's now coming to kill us." Everything that happened emerged back into Cisco's mind, hitting him harder than any of their villain's fist before. "This whole time, I've been mad at Barry, and now I'm the one who messed with time."

Every time Barry apologized... Every moment he tried to make up for what happened... He never intended any of it to happen. He never planned for any of it to turn out this way.

All he wanted was to...

-"I just wanted to make things right, and we ended up making them worse."

...

Barry bitterly smiled to himself. All that stupid 'Flashpoint' thing really escalated so far from everything he could have ever envisaged...

But, what if it was it? What if this whole crisis was happening for him to finally do something right?

It was such a bad idea, he was sure someone, anyone, would have tried to talk him out of it. And they would probably have succeeded... but, right now, no one was here with him. It was His decision, His call... and it wasn't even a close one.

-"I'll do it." He said assuredly, moving to raise himself, at least in a sitting position. This way, he felt more confident.

At least, more than lying on the ground, wrists and ankles chained like a criminal. Although, with what he had caused, he might as well be one...

The Old man in grey nodded his accord. -"You chosed the right choice, Mr. Allen."

-"Yes." Continued Barry. "But not like that." He saw Smith raising a brow, trying to understand, and clarified. "I will hand myself over to the Dominators, but I will do it while walking without restrains. You can keep your aims at me, but I don't want the last thing I did on Earth done with chains on me."

He may have made a lot of mistakes and done a lot of reprehensive things, but he still had his hero's pride.

The Agent Smith seemed to ponder, evaluating the situation. No... Evaluating Barry's eyes. The young man never knew what that old Agent saw in them, but he was relieved to see him nod one more time.

-"Very well, Mr. Allen. But don't make any wrong move on me. I wouldn't mind letting my men shooting you until the tranquilizer completely stops your heart from beating."

Barry nodded in turn, staying on his sitting position on the floor even after he was uncuffed.

He wouldn't screw up, this time, and, maybe, he could finally make amends to everyone he had ever hurt with his selfish mistakes.

He looked at the sky from the tainted window, thinking, the only thing shading his heroic decision... was when he realized that, in the end, he was never able to regain Cisco's trust... Swallowing a sad lump nested in his throat, he wished his sacrifice would finally ease his friend's sorrow...

...

-"Yo, guys! Quick, look at the News!" Shouted Jefferson.

Everyone rushed before the screens, looking without believing their eyes.

One Alien ship had landed in the middle of Central City and some Officials were walking to meet them, led by the President and the Agent Smith. Just behind them, in the middle of many men in black with their weapon all casted down toward the ground, The Flash was also walking with assurance. He was looking right in front of him, no fear appearing in his proud eyes.

-"Wait, W-What's happening? Someone, what is he..." Blabbered the young man.

-"He's handing himself over..." Professor Stain confirmed everyone's fear with a blank tone.

-"What! No! He can't do that!" Snapped Jefferson.

-"He can't really believe it will solve everything!" Muttered Sara.

-"True, if they're that threatened by meta-humans, it's hard to believe they'd be satisfied with just one." Added Nate.

-"Yeah, well, if I know Barry, he's gonna want to be that one." Confirmed bitterly Cisco. "He would sacrifice himself in a heartbeat anytime if he was certain it could protect at least one of us and he wouldn't even have a second thought about it!" He shook his head strongly, hitting the table in front of him with his fist. "It's not even his fault! But he's going to pay the price for us..."

-"What are we waiting for!" Suddenly snapped Kara. "Let's go get him back before it's too late!"

She turned to move away, only stopped by Oliver's voice saying. -"Kara, don't..."

-"Don't What?!" She bursted this time, turning her burning sight toward him. "Last time you told me to stand back, Barry got Captured! I am Not listening to you this time!"

Supergirl flew away in a split-second, leaving behind her a mess with the tables and computers turning upside-down! She bolted out, flying as fast as she could, the wind behind her repelling everything on her trajectory.

She rushed like her own life was depending on it! He was the one to have believed in her first. To have always believed in her! When he landed on her earth, and she had trouble, he jumped right into the action to help her! When he needed help, he came to her, to include her in his team. He had faith in her!

But, no matter how fast she travelled, she came too late...

When she arrived there, the Alien ship's hatch was already closing and she barely had a second to see Barry.

And, when he saw her, he waved her goodbye with the saddest smile she had ever seen...

It broke her heart as she yelled. -"Noooo!"

Screaming, she initiated the movement to burst that ship's door, when the voice of the old man rose. -"Don't! He accepted to sacrifice himself to save us all! If you break him out, it will mean war all over again!"

And she stopped moving, stunned, looking helplessly at the Alien ship taking off with one of her best friend trapped inside.

It wasn't her Earth. She could have just taken him back by force and screw everyone!... But it was Barry's Earth, and he would never forgive her...

That's why she kept looking. Even long after the ship had disappeared, even long after everything in her sight had become clouded... and rain seemed to fall only on her cheeks...

...

Barry was brought inside the Mother ship, flanked by Dominators even though he made no attempt to evade them.

They were moving him across the long corridors, until they met with one Alien looking older than the others. Suddenly, two of those surrounding him grabbed his arms, maintaining him firmly in place while the old one approached them.

That old Dominator, he seemed to be the Leader, reached a hand toward Barry's face, lightly brushing his long fingers across his cheek. -"To think such a frail being could hold that much potential."

'To think you are afraid of such a frail being.' Inwardly thought Barry, moving his head to evade the strange touch. -"Anyway," He continued aloud. "I won't be in your way for long. Please, get it over quickly."

The Leader swiftly reached his hand again, and Barry closed his eyes, waiting for a hit that never came...

Instead, the Alien grabbed the Flash's mask, -"No, Barry Allen." And yanked it off his face! "You won't be killed by us." He then grabbed the young man's hair to turn his sight toward him as he stoop to his eye level, glaring intensely at him. "At least, not yet."

Barry refrained a painful yelp, locking his aprehensive look into the Leader's.

What had they planned for him?...