Hey, if you haven't seen it yet, there have been some major changes to chapters 2 and 3. Make sure you read those if you haven't yet, or this won't make sense. This note was made on June 28, 2017, so if you have looked at those chapters after this date, then this note does not apply to you.
Also, because this story is on a roll right now, I should be able to get new chapters up at least twice a week. Don't hold me to that.
Thank you and enjoy!
(Callie's POV)
"Get to Jack!" I shouted, charging back towards my friends, but a streak of lightning crossed my vision, and suddenly I was stuck in a tiny cell with blue walls and a glass front.
"What the hell- DAMN IT!" I snarled, clawing at the glass, to no avail. The damn thing was stronger than it should have been. I could only hope that my friends had made it out. As I slashed wildly at the walls and thumped my tail and wings against the glass, that hope dwindled as the Flash began to fill more cells, first with Iceman, then Mora, then Mark. My breath caught in my throat as I waited for Lere and Jack to appear as well, but the Flash just stopped in front of us, empty handed. I let out a sigh of relief, as Mark slumped against the glass of his cell while Mora put on a smug grin, satisfied that two of our friends had escaped.
"Why so smug?" The Flash asked, addressing Mora. "You're the one stuck in a cell."
Mora just grinned wider. "You're the one who's gonna get his ass kicked when we get out. Because we will get out."
The Flash didn't respond, but instead asked, "Your friends- the ones that got away. Where are they?"
I laughed. "Who knows? Jack could've taken them anywhere in the world by now! Better start looking."
The Flash just nodded, not believing me. "Sure. So Jack is the name of one of them, then?"
Mark just shrugged. "Knowing our names won't help you. We're not from around here, and we don't even use our last names anymore."
"Yeah, and I know I'm not interested in helping you, so I'm just gonna sit here and watch you get owned whenever they do show up," Mora decided, sitting against the wall and getting into a relaxed position. "Have fun getting your ass handed to you."
As if he was tired of our bullshit, the speedster began to walk back down the hall behind him, and the end of the hallway facing us began to close.
"Enjoy your last few hours on Earth!" Mark called after him. "Beers are on me!"
"I'm bringing whiskey!" Mora shouted, just before the door closed completely.
We were silent for a minute, then Mora broke the ice by asking, "Anyone got some booze? I'm dying for a drink right now."
"Sorry Mora," Mark replied, leaning against the side of his cell. "I don't think we carry that stuff around too often."
"We should," I replied, shifting into human form so I could stretch. "Then Mark could fight with molotovs."
"Just give me some string and some bottles of beer and I'll take this place down," Mark added, seeming very willing to do just that.
We grinned at that and were silent for a little while longer, until I looked over at Iceman.
"You never told us your name," I noted, and he looked up.
"I'm Callie," I began. "Horns over there is Mora, and Shredded Jacket is Mark."
Mora and Mark looked slightly offended by my comments, but they were used to my teasing by now. Mora decided to flip me the bird for good measure.
"My name's Alex," Iceman informed us. "I don't use my last name either- I have no reason to, not anymore."
"Alex," Mora muttered, as if testing the name. She shrugged. "Better than Iceman."
Alex snorted, a grin on his face. "Is that what you called me? Iceman?"
Mora rolled her dark brown eyes, swishing her tail. "What would you prefer, Frosty the Snowman?"
I let out a chuckle at that, pushing my dirty blonde hair out of my eyes. Briefly, I looked around our prison.
"So where do you think we are?" I asked my friends.
"Wherever it is, it'll have to have tech that can look for metas all over the city," Mora thought out loud, and we stared at her. "What, do you think he finds all of them by himself? Use your brains, guys."
"Okay," Alex began. "Do we know any place like that in Central City?"
"STAR Labs?" Mark guessed. "If the people there could build a particle accelerator, they probably have tech like that."
"Great!" I grinned, pulling out my phone, only to fall into disappointment again. "Damn! No cellphone service!"
"No service?" Alex asked, pulling out his own phone. "Maybe we're in the STAR Labs basement."
"So, should we wait for Jack and Lere, or try to get out on our own?" Mark asked, pressing on the glass front of his cell experimentally. Mora leveled her horns at the glass on her own cell, like a bull about to charge.
"How about both?" She proposed, and charged.
Barry was impressed at the determination of their four new prisoners. Two were blasting their cells with ice and fire, one had turned into a dragon again and was clawing at everything within reach, and the girl with the horns and tail had turned to brute force. She backed up as far as she could, then ran forwards, leapt up, and slammed both of her feet into the glass. When that didn't work, she went back to charging at the glass and ramming it with her seemingly indestructible horns. Barry was starting to fear that the glass would break before those horns even got a scratch on them.
The group had been right about one thing. Searching up their names in the CCPD database had only come up with totally different people, and the team had no idea how to spell Lere. Maybe they really were from out of town. The fact that they didn't use their last names made the search about a thousand times harder, and the STAR Labs facial recognition software came up with nothing. It was almost as if they didn't exist at all.
His friends were nervous as well, but for other reasons.
"I don't know about you guys, but if they figured out where they are so quickly, it won't be long until their friends figure out, too." Cisco had a good point, but Barry wasn't so sure.
"I don't know, Cisco. There are only two of them out there, and based on what I saw in the warehouse, they are another man, and what looked like a giant dog. I doubt that the dog is a meta- maybe it's just an attack dog. I also have trouble believing that one guy can figure out what took four people to figure out, all on his own."
Caitlin shrugged. "I'm more worried about if these four are going to kill themselves while trying to get out. They're way too dedicated." The three of them winced as the fire powered man- Mark was his name- slammed his shoulder into the glass in yet another attempt to break it, and the dragon, Callie, began to try and wedge her tail between the glass panels. The horned girl had taken a break from ramming the glass, instead using both hands to flip the bird at the camera in her cell.
Cisco walked over to one of the unused computers and turned it on. "I guess all we can do now is look for the other two then." Caitlin joined him, and they began looking.
(Lere's POV)
It had been an hour since the events of the warehouse, and I had barely even blinked, let alone slept. I couldn't stop worrying about my friends, and I decided to take action. Padding over to Jack's room, I knocked as best as I could with my paw. "Jack. Wake up."
The Aussie opened the door, looking like he hadn't slept either.
"We're going back to the warehouse," I told him. "It's been an hour, I doubt the Flash is still there."
Jack shrugged. "Fine by me, I hate waiting." He grabbed my paw, and in a swirl of smoke, we were back at the warehouse. Immediately, I was assaulted by tons of scents- Callie, Mark, Mora, and Iceman were the ones I recognized. However, the one that caught my attention was the one that smelled of ozone, smoke, electricity. It had to be the Flash.
And the Flash's trail would lead to our friends.
I turned to look at Jack, who had turned over a rotting wood board to reveal a rat corpse. He teleported away quickly, a disgusted look on his face.
"Keep up. I've got the scent," I told him, and before he could ask, I began to run, following the Flash's trail.
Lere crept down the smooth halls, Jack following close behind. The dire wolf started walking past another room but immediately scrambled back, as the Flash and two other people were inside. It was too late though, and the Flash caught the attention of the other two as he walked slowly towards the doorway.
"Someone there?" He called out, receiving no answer, of course. Lere felt a tap on his shoulder and looked back at Jack, who was counting down on his fingers. 3. 2. 1.
Lere leapt into the room, black and brown fur bristling, and a snarl echoed around the room. The Flash's eyes widened.
"Dog." He voiced, clearly shocked. Lere growled, offended.
"Watch what you say, Flash," he growled, stepping forwards. At that moment, Jack teleported into the air behind the Flash, and before the others could warn him, the teleporter kicked the Flash in the back, sending him tumbling to the floor. Jack disappeared in a puff of smoke as Lere leapt forwards, pinning the speedster to the ground. He vibrated angrily, trying to get up, and he managed to get the wolf off him and got up quickly, only for Lere to charge at him again. That's when Cisco intervened.
"Alright, back off!" Cisco shouted, pointing a weird looking gun at Lere. The wolf stopped moving, but didn't back off, so Cisco decided to elaborate.
"This thing shoots concentrated heat rays," he began, moving closer. "It won't kill you, but it'll give you a hell of a burn, so back off!" This time, Lere recognized the danger he was in and backed off, all the while keeping eye contact with Cisco.
"That gun sounds pretty cool," a voice sounded from behind Cisco, and in a puff of smoke the gun was gone. The puff of smoke reappeared next to Lere, and the young Australian metahuman grinned with mischief.
"But it won't do you any good if you don't know where it is," Jack finished, disappearing again with a triumphant bark of laughter. Taking advantage of the moment, Lere pinned down the Flash again, this time successfully.
Caitlin made a move towards her phone, but Lere put his claws against the Flash's neck, and she froze.
"If you move, call for help, or go after Jack, he dies," Lere informed them cheerfully, pressing his claws down a bit to prove he was serious. The doctor made the smart move, and pulled her arm back from her phone.
Jack found the basement rather quickly, and was soon facing a hallway that ended in a tough looking hatch. An iPad sat on a stand a couple meters away, with a tempting looking button shown on its screen. Seeing no other option, he pressed the button, and was satisfied when the hatch opened. Behind it, he saw Mark, Mora, Callie, and Iceman, stuck in their own cells. Callie was in dragon form, barely fitting in her cell, while Mora was ramming the glass of her own cell repeatedly. The walls of Iceman's cell were coated in a thick layer of frost, while Mark was still blasting his cell with flames. All of them looked incredibly happy when they saw Jack. The teleporter cracked his knuckles, then teleported all four out of their cells and into the hallway.
Mora gave him a bone-cracking hug, hitting him on the back a few times.
"Good to see you, you crazy lunatic," she told him. As soon as she let him go, Callie grabbed him in another hug, having shifted back to human form, and Mark fistbumped him after that. Iceman stepped forwards, arm outstretched for a handshake.
"Alex," he said, and Jack accepted the shake. "Jack. Welcome to the team, mate."
The teleporter pulled back his hand, then held out his arms. "Now, if y'all could just grab on..." They did so, and Jack brought them back to the room with Lere in a swirl of smoke.
If the two people in the room with the Flash thought they were as shocked as they could be, they were proven wrong when the rest of the metas appeared.
Lere looked up from his captive. "We ready to go?" He asked. Mora looked at the wolf, currently standing on the Flash. "Damn. You two are good."
Callie shifted into dragon form again and faced the Flash, looking incredibly angry, and rightly so.
"I should kill you," she thought out loud. "You've threatened all that we've worked for. This time, though, I'll just give you a warning. Stay away from us, unless you want this to happen again," she hissed, ice-blue eyes narrowed. "We fight for a great cause, one you have no right to interfere with. We are saving children."
"The people we kill all had it coming for them," Mark joined in. "They don't deserve life when they try to kill innocents."
"Think about it, speedster," Lere advised him, getting off the Flash at last. The man stood up quickly but didn't do anything yet, waiting for them to finish.
"Which do you want more: to catch us, or let us keep doing what we do, saving your city's innocent metas?" Mora asked, a challenging look in her eyes.
With that, the team grabbed onto Jack, and all six of them disappeared in a swirl of gray smoke, their words still hanging in the air.
For anyone who doesn't know, molotovs are basically bombs made from putting a fuse into a bottle of some sort of alcohol and lighting it.
Hope y'all enjoyed that, it was real fun to write :)