Dylan's POV
My sister has been acting weird all of a sudden. Mom says not to worry. Though I think I should. She has this worried look on her face ever since she went upstairs to get Nora upstairs. I really haven't shared my thoughts. So, my name is Dylan Henry Allen. I'm 13. I used to have a dad or at least I think. I don't remember much about him. But my sister does. He left though, maybe he didn't love me enough? Maybe me, my sister, and my mom weren't enough for him to stay. Mom doesn't talk about him much. I wish he was here though. My mom told me a story about me when I was four :
Flashback
"Alright kids, remember tomorrow is father-son day at school. So make sure your dad's come tomorrow. Ok?"
"Yes Ms. Molly." Everyone repeated.
Home
"How was school today Dylan?"
"Good. Maybe."
"Why baby?"
"Mommy, where is daddy?" Iris stuttered. "Dylan, honey you don't have a dad."
"It's no fair all the kids have daddy's. I want one too."
To this day I still want a dad. Why did he have to leave. All the other kids tease me saying that he probably had another wife and even more kids. But I don't really care about what they say. I love my sister and mom. But today is different. Something's wrong I can feel it.
Nora's POV
I got home with the picture frame in my bag. "Mom!" I called out. I'm finally gonna solve this. "Mom!" Where's my mother? I decided to go into the kitchen, that's where I found her. Looking at the pictures. "Why were you going through my stuff?"
"Why are you looking at this?"
"Mom, explain this." I pulled out that picture. She took it from me. "Where did you get this?"
"From the lab, Cisco said I could take a look around. But you lied to me?"
"What?" Dylan said.
"Both of you, sit down. Your father was the Flash. A superhero. So is Oliver, he's the Green Arrow but we'll get to that later. He was the best. I loved him with all my heart. He was a great father to both of you-"
"Then why did he leave us?!" Dylan shouted out.
"He didn't, he died in a-" Mom started,
"Fire." I finished her. Mom looked at me, completely in shock. "How did you know?
"Uncle Wally."
"Uh, I should've known. I don't want you or your brother near him, you heard me. Nora, you are the oldest, which means you have to look after your brother. Both of you. And I want you to stop this search immediately. You heard me." Iris got up and left. Nora started crying. "Don't cry sis. Everything is gonna be ok."
"Mom always punishes me worst. Because you're her favorite."
"No Nora, that's not true-" Dylan put an armed around me. "Let me go, it is true. You are always the favorite!" I ran upstairs, locked the room. I wasn't gonna stop until I find out what happened to my father.
Narrator's POV
Somewhere far away, in lair, was a man. Chained up against the walls. That man was, Barry Allen. He was alive. The man who held him was none other then...Eobard Thawne.