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Z-FLASH-Z

Leonard Snart enjoyed dragging his partner all the way to their van as much as the next person, but he was a little tight on schedule considering Lisa had been waiting for the two of them for an hour now. Mick wanting to go take a few shots after "work" definitely did pay off. Snart heaved his partner into the van and shut the door closed. He then climbed into the driver's seat and started the van. He placed the cold gun on the seat beside him and leaned back as he drove out of the parking lot.

They arrived at the house on the outskirts of town half an hour later. Snart expected Lisa to have been standing in front of it, arms crossed and and angry expression on her face. He had after all dropped her and gone with Mick. He believed this one little robbery would have attracted too much attention if three robbers had been involved instead of one robber and one driver. Since Lisa wasn't standing in front of the house, Snart parked the van and jumped out, grabbing his cold gun and putting it in his holster. He then opened the back door and glanced at the snoring Mick. Oh well, he'd have to sleep here for the night.

Snart sighed, fighting an internal battle in himself. He finally made his decision and dragged Mick out of the van, half pulling him along and half dragging him.

"Lisa!" he called, expecting her to help him. No response and no one came out. Snart narrowed his eyes. What was she doing anyway?

He dragged Mick across the road to the house. Snart stopped in his tracks when his eyes landed on the front door. It was unlocked. Now, to anyone else this probably didn't seem like much. But to Snart, he knew something was wrong. If Lisa was out, she would lock the door. If she was inside, she would still lock the door because of her paranoia at night. Not that she was afraid or anything, as she used to say. Just extra precautions.

Snart dropped his partner on the ground and pulled out his gun, slowly inching his way forward. He tried to hear for any sounds, but everything was silent. Snart nudged the door open with his boot and stepped inside, immediately scanning the small living room. His eyes widened slightly when they landed on his sister who was tied to one of the kitchen chairs with a rope, a gag around her mouth. James Jesse, his equally crazy son, and a guy Snart didn't know about were lounging on the sofa.

"Oh hello!" James exclaimed.

"What are you doing here?" Snart asked, eyes still narrowed.

James grinned, standing up and spreading his arms. "You didn't tell us you had a sister!"

"And one that can fight," Axel complained, rubbing a bruise on his elbow. Lisa sent him an angry look.

"And you didn't tell me you had a new member in your little nut business,"

Snart replied coolly.

The stranger stood up, a smirk planted on his lips. "Cyrus Vanch. I'd advise you to put down your weapon if you want Lisa here to live."

Cyrus walked over to the chair, pulling out a switchblade. He grabbed Lisa by her hair and Snart'a anger grew by the second. Cyrus placed the switchblade on Lisa throat, nodding towards Snart's gun.

Snart looked at the three intruders. Three of them and they had more than one advantage. He sighed internally and placed his gun on the ground, raising his hands up in surrender. "What now? I assume you didn't come here for no reason," he drawled out.

Cyrus smiled evilly. "We came to chit chat. You seem to have had a history with the Flash."

Snart crossed his arms and leaned on the doorframe. So this is what it was about. The Flash. Snart knew they weren't going to do anything to Lisa, the poor rookies only wanted information. "What can I say, I've had my fare share of run-ins with the speedster."

"Particular one time while keeping Dr. Snow hostage," Axel brought up.

Snart raised an eyebrow. That had been a long time ago. "Yeah. Here to taunt me on it? Just get to the point, I don't have much time." His lips curved into a smirk. "My partner had a lot to drink. He's not in a good mood, you see. I'd better hurry up if I were you."

"We want to know where she is," James said, picking on his fingers boredly.

Snart ignored the observant look Cyrus had on his face and turned to James. "Didn't know you worked for other people. Taking one hostage doesn't seem to be your thing."

James let out a breath. "Oh believe me when I say I'd kill him anytime."

He shot Cyrus a dirty look, though the man had his gaze trained on Snart. Snart raised an eyebrow at him. "Always my pleasure to meet a fan, I see."

Cyrus snorted. "Hardly. You said you've had your fair share of run-ins with the Flash, how many times exact?"

Snart rolled his eyes. "Where have you been the past year? These two-" he pointed to the tricksters. "I know have been locked up."

Cyrus tilted his head, a ghost of a smile on his lips. "Let's just say, I've been preoccupied for some years."

"He was sent to prison again after the Arrow took him down," Axel said, grinning wickedly.

Snart couldn't help but smirk. "So you're from Starling. What would a guy like you want to do with the Flash?"

"None of your business. Tell us what you know about the Flash and we'll let your sister go," Cyrus said, pressing the knife into Lisa's skin a little just to show that he meant business.

Snart's face hardened and he sighed boredly. "There's a lot to tell, where do I start?"

James head shot up. "Well snarty Snart, you didn't tell me you knew so much about him."

Snart turned to him and the crazy look in his eyes. "I don't. Just tried what you are doing multiple times. You could've just paid me and I'd spill the beans. This," he gestured towards Lisa, "is just a shame."

Cyrus rolled his eyes. "What kind of information?"

"Well for starters, he still works with Dr. Snow," Snart drawled.

"And?"

Snart studied him carefully. He gave Lisa a look and she nodded with her eyes.

"That's all I know about Snow. Though I would keep an eye out for the CCPD."

"Gee, would have never guessed," Axel muttered.

Snart threw him an icy look. "They're not just in alliance with the flash, they work for him too. Joe West is a probably a close -" he turned back to Cyrus, "I bet if you're trying to recreate a hostage situation, you could take about anyone. The Flash doesn't let a man die."

"We'll see about that," James said excitedly, rubbing his palms together.

"That's all you know? Seems like you've lost interest in him," Cyrus remarked.

Snart shrugged sarcastically. "What can I say, I've passed that phase. Don't really care as long as he doesn't show up in my line of work."

"That's not gonna stop him," Axel snorted.

Snart smiled slyly. "We'll see. Now I suppose that you're done." He nodded towards my sister. "You'll let her go."

"Ah," Cyrus said, pocketing the switch blade. "But you see, Mr. "Cold", I don't like to pry out information and then leave the end loose."

"And I've planted a bomb in this place," James added matter-of-factly. Snart locked his jaw and gave Lisa the look.

Before the intruders could react, Lisa pushed herself backwards and Snart grabbed his cold gun from the ground. Cyrus snarled and turned to his sister, ready to kill her, but Snart blasted him with the cold gun.

Cyrus immediately jumped away from the frost, eyes narrowing. He pulled out two knives and James cackled. "Ooh, dog fight. Too bad we'll have to leave. You see, the bomb's going to go off soon."

Snart stood up from his crouched position on the ground and pointed his gun at them. "Shut it off or you all die."

"You don't kill. I'm very careful with my research," Cyrus said, spinning the knives in his hand.

Snart turned to him with an icy look. "Then you're really bad at it." He pointed the gun at Axel and blasted it at his hand, the kid screaming in surprise and pain. Snart was sure Barry wouldn't complain if he took out some bad guys for him. After all, these people had broken into his house and threatened him.

"What's going on here!?" A rough and tired voice barked. Snart smirked. "Glad you could join us, Mick. It seems we have three intruders."

Mick's expression turned into an angry one and he pulled his gun out. "What the hell are they doing here!? Who's he?"

Cyrus smirked. "Calm down or this place will blow."

"Then turn off the bomb," Snart said, turning to point his gun at James. James grinned, raising his hands in defense. "And this is why we always need a Plan B, dear Cyrus."

Snart narrowed his eyes when he heard the sound of a car. He was even surprised when it crashed into the front door and Axel ran forward. James followed and Snart was about to blast the guy when he felt the tip of a cold knife on the back of his neck.

"Careful there, Snart," Cyrus warned.

"Why are you so obsessed with the Flash?" Snart asked firmly.

"Because, he's my way of getting to the Arrow," Cyrus whispered, digging the knife into Snart's neck. He suddenly yelped, the knife clattering the to floor.

"Get away from my partner," Mick bellowed, blasting fire everywhere. Snart was about to blast Cyrus as he ran towards the car when suddenly he heard Lisa call his name.

"Lenny!" Snart turned around to see her running towards him as the car disappeared from view. "The bomb. I saw him plant it in the kitchen." Her eyes were wide, tone laced with fear. "We have to get out of here, now."

Snart turned towards the car as it reversed out. James winked at him and he locked the his jaw. He turned back to his sister and gave her a curt nod.

They hurried out, Mick mumbling curse words under his breath as they left the house. Snart hadn't properly reached their van when the house exploded, sending a shocking sound through their ears. A force knocked him over and he gritted his teeth as he watched the flames lick up the only house they'd been able to keep in good condition for three months.

He stood up and shook his head, using his cold gun to stop the flames. "They picked the wrong people to mess with," he said angrily.