Naruto & Flash Crossover Part 2

"Talking"

'Thinking'

"Vibration Speaking"

"Reverse Flash Vibration Speaking"

"Intercom/Television Speaking"

"Gideon speaking"

Nathan wasn't sure where he was, or even how he even got there. All he could remember was a flash of light, a sudden quick pain all over his body, flying through the air, then...nothing.

And now?

Blinking, Nathan Allen looked around. All around him all he could see, was lightning. Literally, he seemed to be in a massive lightning storm, as lightning flashed and cracked all around him. Just like…

Just like that night in his house.

His head snapped left and right, trying to find any indication of where he was, or what was happening.

Lightning of different colors imaginable cracked all over, with the sound of crackling and static ringing in his ears.

"What the hell?"

Blinking, he could have sworn something had just passed in front of him. Turning his head, he tried to find the source. Seeing another pass through, he tried to find it, but it was no use.

Whatever it was, moved too quickly.

"…"

"Huh?" Turning around, Nathan checked left and right. "Could have sworn I heard something…"

"!"

Once more thinking he heard something, he looked around. Suddenly, he saw something. Narrowing his eyes, he looked straight ahead. There!

With all the lightning, he would have missed it, but there, in the distance, standing calmly in the storm, he could faintly make out what looked like a person.

"Hey!" He called, trying to get the person's attention. It looked like the person didn't hear him, not that he could blame them, as with all the static, he could barely hear his own voice. "Hey!" He shouted as loud as he could.

Finally, it seemed as though the person heard him, as they turned their heads and glanced his way. Nathan squinted his eyes as he tried to make out what the person looked like a they looked over their shoulders at him.

"AAAAHHH!"

Jumping at the sudden shriek, Nathan turned around, only for his eyes to widen when he saw something from out of his worst nightmares fly at him.

Then, everything went dark.

Chapter 2: The man who can ride lightning

9 Months Later

Central City S.T.A.R. Labs

The first thing that came through the darkness, was sound. Through which Nathan could faintly hear the muffled voices of people talking. He could also here...music? It sounded like...Uptown Funk?

"What are you doing?"

"He likes this song."

"How could you possibly know that?"

"I checked his Facebook page. I mean, he can hear everything, right?"

Soon, though blurry, he began to see, his eyes slowly opening merely a small fraction. And he could see two figures hovering over him, a woman with long brown hair, and a guy with shoulder-length dark hair, eating a twizzler.

The woman shrugged. "Auditory functions are the last sensory faculties to degenerate." She said as they separated, and moved away from their coma patient, moving to separate desks around the lab, with the male moving to a large curve desk station with three monitors, humming to the song.

Suddenly, with a sharp gasp, Nathan sat up on the medical stretcher, taking the two others by surprise as they jumped.

"Whoa! Oh my god!"

Still dazed, Nathan looked around. "Wh-Where am I?"

"He's up." The woman said as she quickly grabbed her medical supplies and moved to the dizzy Nathan, while the man pressed a button on the main station.

"Dr. Wells, get down to the cortex, like, right now."

Shaking his head, Nathan took off the iv, while the woman checked him over, shining a light into his eyes, making him groan in discomfort. "Pulse 120, pupils equally reactive to light." Gently pushing her away, unable to handle the sudden brightness in his eyes, Nathan tried to sit up. All the while, the woman continued to try and examine him. "Look at me."

At this point, the other man moved to help the blonde. "Hey, hey, whoa, whoa, relax." He told him calmly as Nathan managed to stand, thought still felt some lingering dizziness. "Everything's okay, dude."

"W-Where am I? What's going on?" the blonde asked, holding his head.

The mullet haired man put a hand on his shoulder. "It's alright. You're at S.T.A.R. Labs."

Nathan looked at him in surprise. "Wha? S.T.A.R. Labs? And who are you?"

The man nodded. "My name is Cisco Ramon." He then nudged his head to the female. "And this is Caitlin-Doctor Snow." He corrected himself, knowing his co-worker always wanted to be presented professionally.

The newly introduced Caitlin Snow held up a container to Nathan. "I need you to urinate in this." She instructed, making Nathan look at her weirdly, before Cisco took the canister from her.

"Not now."

Shaking his head, to confused as to what was going on, Nathan moved away from the two. "Ok, wait, what...what is happening? What is going on?"

The two looked at him, and Cisco answered. "You were struck by lightning, dude."

Nathan looked at him in surprise. "What?" Running a hand through his hair, Nathan tried to make sense of everything as he turned around. Only to face a monitor with a camera on top facing him, displaying his image on the screen. His eyes rolled down to his midsection, blinking when he saw that he had somehow gotten muscular. "Lightning...gave me abs?" He questioned as Caitlin moved in front of him and began a physical check as she felt his chest and abdomen, her cheeks burning a bit red when she felt how hard they were.

"Your muscles should be atrophied, but instead, they are in a chronic and unexplained state of cellular regeneration."

Grabbing Nathan, Cisco had him take a seat. "You were in a coma."

Looking at him over his shoulder, his expression of surprise, Nathan asked only one thing. "For how long?"

"Nine Months."

Hearing the sound of steps behind him, Nathan turned around, and his eyes widened a bit. There, standing by the doorway, was Harrison Wells, who smiled at him.

"Hello, Mister Allen. We have a lot to discuss."

"I...not really sure what to say." Nathan said as he walked beside Harrison through the hallway, wearing a S.T.A.R. Labs sweatshirt given to him to wear, along with pants. Harrison nodded.

"Understandable. Being struck by lightning, only to wake up from a 9 month coma no doubt would leave one in a shocked state. I'm sure you have many questions, and I will try my best to answer them."

Nathan sighed, rubbing his forehead. "This is all just unbelievably, ya know? I mean, it felt like only a few hours has passed since I've last saw you at the Particle Accelerator Opening Conference, and now, I'm here, meeting you. I've always wanted to meet you face to face."

Harrison smirked in amusement. "Well, you certainly went to great lengths for it. Though as you can see, S.T.A.R. Labs has not been operational for some time. Not since FEMA categorized us as a class-4 hazardous location." He explained as they passed by what looked like a cage, the inside wrecked, with a sign barely hanging on.

GRODD

"You see, that night, there was an explosion. 17 people died. Many more were injured. Some minor, others, sadly, took a heavy blunt. I myself for a while. Confined to wheelchair for a while. But I made a speedy recovery. Others, unfortunately, aren't so fortunate."

Nathan looked at Harrison. "What happened that night?"

Nodding at the questioned, the famed scientist lead Nathan to the building's pipe room. Once there, the blonde's eyes widened as he looked down at the absolute destruction that laid down bellow. Also looking down, Harrison frowned. "Nine months ago, the Particle Accelerator went online exactly as planned. For 45 minutes, I had achieved by life's dream. And then...then there was an anomaly."

Nathan looked at him in confusion. "An anomaly? What kind of anomaly?"

"The electron volts became unmeasurable, the ring under us, popped. Energy from that detonation was thrown into the sky, and that, in turn-"

"Created a storm, through which made the lightning bolt that struck me." Nathan finished, putting the pieces together.

Harrison nodded, impressed by the blonde's deductive. "Yes." He looked at Nathan, who had a thoughtful look on his face. "I was...recovering myself, when I heard about you. The hospital was undergoing unexplainable power outages every time you were going into cardiac arrest, which was actually a misdiagnosis because you see, you weren't flatlining, Mr. Allen. Your heartbeat was moving too fast for the EKG to register it."

Nathan looked at him in confusion. "What? How can my heart be moving that fast? And how can I cause power outages?" He asked, as Wells looked at him.

"I don't know. That's what we've been trying to figure out."

Soon the two went back to the cortex.

"Now, I'm not the most popular person in Central City nowadays. More than 50% blaming me for what has happened. However, Detective West and your uncle have granted me permission to bring you here, where we were able to stabilize you. They have been coming by many times to check up on you, along with the detective's daughter."

Entering the room, Nathan saw another person there, a young woman, with long light brown hair reaching a bit past her shoulders with dark green eyes. Turning to them, she smiled. "Ah, so mister Coma Man is up."

Wells smiled as he gestured to her. "Mister Nathan Allen, my daughter, Jesse Wells. Along with Dr. Snow, she has been monitoring your vitals during your unconscious state." Nodding in thanks, Nathan shook Jesse's hand, before looking at Harrison.

"Wait, Iris?"

Harrison nodded. "Iris, yes. She came to see you quite often, staying many hours."

"She talks, a lot." Caitlin said, coming towards them and handing Wells a cup of coffee, to which he thanked her.

"And she's hot." Cisco momented, only to be elbowed on the side by Caitlin. "Ow! What? It's true." He defended, making Jesse chuckle.

But Nathan wasn't paying attention. "I need to go." He said, heading for the entrance. He needed to check on his Uncle, who must have been in a panic at the thought of losing another family member, not to mention how devastated Iris must have been.

However, he was stopped. "No, you can't." Caitlin said, to which Harrison agreed.

"No, no. Caitlin is right. Now that you're awake, we need to do more tests. We have no idea what that lightning strike has done to you. The fact that you survived it is astonishing of itself. You're still going through changes. There's so much that we don't know."

Jesse rolled her eyes at the scientists. "Guys, let him go. He hasn't seen his family in a long time. He can come back later." She then looked at Nathan. "Your uncle brought some clothes for you for when you woke up. Let me get them for you." She said, to which he nodded in thanks. Jesse left the room to get them, as Nathan looked at the scientists.

"I feel fine, really. I feel normal. Thank you for saving me, and all you have done for me, but I really need to go. Again, thanks. It's cool if I keep the sweatshirt, right?"

Seeing that he won't be able to convince the blonde to stay, Harrison sighed, and nodded. "Yeah, keep the sweatshirt."

Thanking him, and once more thanking the group for their help, he left, meeting Jesse at the hall where she handed him a bag of clothes. Thanking her, he left the building.

Harrison sighed as he took a seat on the main station, massaging his forehead. Feeling a hand on his shoulder, he looked up to the amused look on his daughter's face. "Come on, dad. You can't blame him for wanting to see his friends and family."

But Harrison just shook his head. "You would think a young inspiring scientist like him would want to learn more about his accident and what it could entitle." He muttered, almost grumbling, making his daughter chuckle.

The day started out just as ordinary as ever for Iris. She would wake up, eat breakfast with her father, get dressed, talk with her secret boyfriend over the phone, then go to work at Jitters. She would serve customers, at lunch break she would spent it at S.T.A.R. Labs sitting beside the comatose Nathan, talk to him, hoping for a sec he could hear her. She would then pay a visit to her dad at the station, sneak off with Eddie on a quick date, kiss his handsome face on his beautiful lips, and then spend the rest of the day beside Nathan, praying he would wake up.

Day after day, for nine months.

And today, it would seem her prayers were answered.

It happened while she was delivering coffee to a table. She heard the entrance ding, and when she looked over, she froze. There, standing at the entrance, who she thought to be in a coma still, was her childhood, and best friend, Nathan Allen, awake and up!

With enough common sense to put the tray down on the table before she dropped it, Iris shakingly approached Nathan, who smiled his heartwarming smiled of his. Covering her mouth, choking a sob of happiness, Iris practically tackled Nathan to the ground, but he managed to hold his ground with a grunt from the impact. With Iris wrapping her arms around his neck, he responded by circling his arms around her waist. "Oh god, you're awake!" She said in happiness, hugging him tightly, before pulling away, looking him over. "Why didn't S.T.A.R. Labs call dad, or your uncle?"

Nathan chuckled. "I just woke up."

Letting out a breath of happiness, Iris looked at him in concern. "Should you even be up on your feet?"

Putting his hands on her shoulder before she began to worry too much, Nathan smiled gently at her. "Iris...I'm okay. Really." He said, before frowning as he watch her bit her lip, her eyes tearing up a bit.

"I...I watched you die, Nathan. At the hospital! You kept dying! Your heart kept stopping! Over and over! The doctor went into panic whenever that happened! And I kept thinking 'Is this it?' Would that have been the last time I saw you, and-"

Nathan stopped her, cupping her cheek, staring directly into her eyes. "Iris…" He began slowly, making sure he had her complete attention. "I'm fine. I'm here." Taking her hand, he placed it against his chest. "See? Heart still beating."

Iris gave a choking chuckle. "Y-Yeah, really fast." Closing her eyes, she presses her head against his chest, hugging his sides tightly, taking a final reinsurance that he truly was awake and there. Smiling, Nathan embraced her. It felt like forever since he last saw her.

Suddenly, his eyes widened as everything around them seemed to slow down. "What the?" He muttered, looking around. He then noticed one of the waitresses wearing glasses, and carrying a tray of food, bump into a customers, and spill the contents of the tray over. He watches as the drinks and donut fall to the floor in a snail's pace, before time seemed to resume at normal speed and spill over the floor, the glass drink shattering.

Hearing the noise, Iris pulled herself from Nathan and looked behind her to see the mess. "You okay, Tracy?"

Tracy, using a rag to clean the mess, nodded at her. "Yeah, I got it."

Nodding, Iris turned back to the surprise-faced Nathan, smiling at him. "Did you tell you uncle or my dad you were up?"

Still surprised and confused about what just happened, Nathan blinked. "Um...n-no. I was going to see them...after seeing you."

Her smile growing, Iris nodded. "Okay! How about I go with you? It's my lunch break anyway! Let me just get my purse! My dad is going to be so happy to see you!"

Nodding dazed, Nathan watched the brunette leave. He looked around, trying to figure out what that was about. So many theories ran through his head, some being a side-effect from the lightning strike, or his brain still slow from the coma. He was tempted to go back to S.T.A.R. Labs for a check-up, but decided to push that to later. He wanted to see his family and pseudo-family again.

Turning to Tracy as she cleaned her mess, he decided to help her out, and knelt down, catching her by surprise as he began picking up the shards. "Y-You don't have to do that! I've got it!"

However, Nathan just kept doing what he was doing, smiling at her, making her blush a bit. "I know, but I want to."

Tracy couldn't argue, just nodding with a small thank you.

Soon the mess was cleaned up, with Tracy thanking the blonde once more, before Iris came back, ready.

Central City Police Department

Joe chuckled as he embraced Nathan, patting him on the back as some of the other officers watched, smiling as they welcomed back their young forensic assistant. "Oh, you scared the hell out of us, kid. We thought we would never see you again."

One of the officers, a short, bald older man approached them as Nathan and Joe separated. "Yeah, that was quite the nap you took there, baby face, and you still look 12."

Looking at him, Nathan smirked. "Well, that's a lot more than I can say about you, Vukuvich. You seemed to have grown even older than when I last saw you." Vukuvich scoffed, before patting the blonde the shoulder, welcoming him back, and went back to work, along with the other cops.

Joe looked at Nathan. "You had us scared, your uncle more. He was panicking when he heard about what happened. After having his brother...I don't think he could stand to lose you too."

Nathan frowned, nodding. "Yeah. I plan to see him immediately after this."

Nodding, Joe looked him over. "Well, you seem okay? But are you really? Mean, you just got struck by lightning, and survived. Most people don't survive that."

But Nathan waved him off. "Joe, I'm fine! Yes, I was in a coma for 9 months, but I'm up, thanks to S.T.A.R. Labs." Joe frowned at hearing the name of the place what caused a large explosion that killed people. When Harrison Wells approached Jay to take Nathan under their care in his coma, Joe argued loudly with the man, being very much against it, but in the end it was Jay's decision, as he was no longer Nathan's caretaker.

"Detective West!" Both turn as a female officer approached them. "We've got a 5-15 in progress at Gold City Bank, two dead. Storm's really picking up on the south side. I'd suggest grabbing your rain gear."

Joe nodded as he grabbed his coat. "Alright. Sorry, Nate. I've got to run."

Nathan looked at him. "Need my help?" He asked. But Joe turned that down.

"No, you take it easy. There'll be plenty for you to do once you settle in." He stated, before looking at the side. "Let's go partner!" He called.

Nathan saw a chiseled chin man with short blonde hair a darker shade than his approach as he put on his jacket. "Hey, Allen. Glad to see you." He said, shaking his hand. Nathan racked his brain, trying to recall any memory on this man.

"You're...Eddie Thawne, right. The transfer from Keystone?"

Eddie nodded. "That's me." He said, before looking at Iris, his smile growing. "Hey, Iris." Nathan raised a brow as he picked up on the happy tone in his voice as he spoke to Iris. Looking at the brunette, she had a solid casual expression as she nodded at him.

"Detective Thawne. You should go, my bad doesn't like to be kept waiting." She stated, and looking at Eddie, Nathan saw a flash of disappointment in his eyes as his smile lessed. Eddie nodded, once more welcomed Nathan back, before he followed after Joe. Nathan raised a brow, wondering what that was about as he glanced from Iris to Eddie as the man left.

He then blinked, looking at Iris. "Wait, partner? What happened to Fred?" Iris frowned as she looked at the front of the room, a bit to the side. Following her gaze, he spotted something.

It was a glass case, with the frame of Fred Chyre inside it, along with some others. On the case, was a tag.

Never Forgotten

His eyes widening, he approached it, with Iris behind him. "The night of the explosion, Clyde Mardon shot and killed Chyre. Mardon and his brother died trying to escape. Their plane crashed." She explained, making Nathan sigh. While sure, at times Fred was a bit of an asshole, he was still a good man. It was sad that he was gone.

"Iris." One of the cops called. "Got a minute?" Nodding, Iris left Nathan as the blonde stared at the photo of Chyre.

"Hey Nathan." Looking up, he saw two cops bringing a prisoner in, with one smiling at him. "Good to see you."

Smiling, Nathan waved at him, before freezing as he noticed the other cop turn his back on the prisoner, who saw his gun, and reached for it. Eyes widening, Nathan felt his body react into action, and in a blur of speed, rushed at the prisoner, slamming him into the desk, before reappearing back where he was before.

"Fuck you!" The man shouted as the two cops restrained him before dragging him away, all the while cursing at them.

Nathan gasped, unable to believe what just happened. He stood there in shock, as Iris returned to his side, having heard the shouting and watched as the criminal was dragged off, before turning to Nathan, and saw the shocked looked on his face, and instantly grew concerned. "Nathan? You okay?"

No, no he wasn't. He was anything but okay right now. "I-I'm fine. Listen, I need to go. I'll call you later, alright?" Without waiting for Iris to respond, Nathan quickly left the station, and went to the alley behind it.

Looking around, making sure the coast was clear, Nathan gasped as he held up his hand, his eyes widening as he saw his hand vibrating in a blur, a soft humming coming from it from the speed it was going. "What the fuck?!" He grabbed the hand with the other, trying to make the shaking stop, only for his other hand to start vibrating as well, before it spread down his arms, and soon his body was vibrating. Feeling like he was going crazy, Nathan took a step forward.

However, his step went far more than he intended, as he slammed hard into the wall across from him. Groaning from the impact, he took a step backwards, but instead, slammed like a cannonball straight into the back of the police car, shattering the rear window as he rolled onto the floor. Gasping, Nathan tried to control himself as he got up. Looking at his hands, he witness electricity surge around his limbs, go around his chest, down his legs, and back up, before vanishing. Soon, his vibrating stopped, making him sigh in relief. "Okay, okay Nate. Don't panic. There is obviously a simple explanation for what just happened." He muttered as he took a deep calming breath.

. . . .

"...I've got nothing." He groaned, running a hand through his hair. Looking around, he thought back to all that has happened today after waking up.

One, time seemed to have slowed around him at Jitters.

Two, one second he was standing across from the man about to grab the officer's gun, the next he slammed into him, and then he was back to where he was.

Three, he moved across a 15 feet distance in a second.

And if he knew anything from comic books in his childhood, all of that lead to one, very impossible conclusion.

Looking down the long empty alleyway, Nathan hummed in thought. Looking down at his feet, he pursed his lips. "Could I really have…" Looking back up at the distance, he smirked. Once more making sure no one was looking, Nathan tensed his legs, before in a great burst of wind, he shot down the alleyway in blurring speed. He shot down like a missle, cutting through the air as he ran. He gasped as to his point of view, everything was a blur, but still clear. He could see everything, no tunnel vision to hinder him. He couldn't help but give a holler from the rush as he ran fast, faster than he ever thought possible!

However, his eyes widened as he saw charity pick-up truck in front of him, with the man throwing bags inside. And there was just one problem…

He didn't know how to stop!

"Crap!" Thinking quickly, he curved around the truck, the rush of air making the man stumbled back, as Nathan dropped to the ground, rolling, but managed to stop running. Leaning up, he panted from the rush he just went through, chuckling as he did. He had no idea how he did what he did, but he had a feeling of where to get the answers.

S.T.A.R. Labs

Still, one thing he knew for sure, was…

"Holy crap! I've just became the Streak!" He declared, laughing.

Ferris Air Testing Facility

After discovering his newfound abilities, Nathan went back to S.T.A.R. Labs and announced his discovery to the scientists. This prompted them do run tests on the blonde, leading them to travel to a testing field in the outskirts of Central City.

"You don't really believe he can run that fast, do you?" Caitlin asked Harrison as she taped into her pad, making a final check-up.

Wells shrugged. "Well, as a man of science, I believe anything is possible. And in a few minutes, if Mr. Allen is indeed correct, maybe you will too?"

As Jesse made sure all equipment was working properly, she looked at her father. "Yeah, but how is this possible? How can it be possible for someone to run at such speed?"

Wells looked at his daughter, and smiled. "That's what we're here to find out." He stated, while Cisco went to the trailer where Nathan was changing out of his clothes into the one provided for him. He knocked on the door to get the blonde's attention.

"How's it fit?" He asked. The opening, Nathan stepped out, wearing red running shoes, knee pads, a red skin-tight sleeveless outfit with the legs ending above his knees, arm warmers with padding, and a red helmet with equipment on it, and goggles. His eye twitched at what he was wearing.

He looked like a dork!

"It's a little snug." He deadpanned.

Cisco smirked as Jesse glanced at him and covered a snort. "At least you will be moving so fast, no one will see you." He comforted as Nathan stepped down, sighing as he removed the helmet, ruffling his hair. "See, you thought the world was slowing down and everyone else was standing still, but in actually, you were moving so fast, it only looked like it was." He said as he moved Nathan to the field. Turning, he pointed to the others. "Dr. Wells will be monitoring your energy output, Caitlin your physical vitals, and Jesse will monitor any physiological changes. That snazzy suit you're wearing has monitors built in it that will record everything that happens to your body, and send it to the computers."

Nodding, Nathan looked at Cisco. "And you?" The man smirked at him.

"I make the toys, my man. Check it." He held up small black circular gadget. "This is a two-way headset with a camera I modified. Typically designed to combat battlefield impulse noise, or in your case, potential sonic booms. Which, I must say, would be awesome!" He said with a laugh, making Nathan chuckle.

"We're not here to break the sound barrier, Cisco." Jesse reminded him. "We're here to test Nathan's possible abilities."

Cisco looked at her, pouting a bit. "I know, but it would still be awesome." He muttered as he took the helmet to put the camera in. As he did that, Caitlin moved in front of Nathan and checked that the monitors were working. As she did that, she noticed the blonde staring at her. "What?"

Nathan shrugged, shaking his head. "Nothing. I've just noticed...you seemed really sad about something. You barely seem to smile whenever I see you."

Pausing, Caitlin sighed, looking at him. "My once promising career in bioengineering is over, my boss is hated by just about everyone in the city for an accident that was not his fault, and the explosion that put you in a coma, also killed several people, with one of them being...my fiance." Nathan frowned as he heard this. "So this blank expression kind of feels like the way to go."

"I'm sorry. I didn't know."

Cailin shook her head. "How could you have?" Finishing her check-ups, she moved back under the tent, as Harrison called to Nathan.

"Now Mr. Allen, while I am extremely eager to determine the full range of your newfound abilities, I do caution restraint. Best not to push one's self too hard without taking precautions."

Nodding, Nathan accepted the helmet back from Cisco. Putting it on, he moved to the starting point, getting down in a running start position, Cisco standing behind him with a radar gun. Looking back to get the signal to start, the scientists got recordings ready, as Harrison nodded to him. Looking back ahead, Nathan took a breath. Unknown to him, his eyes began to glow as electricity charged from his eyes. Legs tensing, he pushed off, and shot like a bullet from a gun, shooting down in a blast of air, sending Cisco down to the ground, and making Caitlin and Jesse stagger back as papers flew. Getting back up, Cisco smiled widely as he watched the spectacle, while Jesse and Caitlin stared in shock.

"That's...not possible." Dr. Snow muttered in shock.

Managing to stay in place, Harrison stared at the blur that was Nathan. "Amazing." He muttered.

As he ran, Nathan smirked widely as he once more felt the rush spread through him. His adrenaline pumped like a car engine as he shot down the field in a trail of red.

"He just passed 200 mph." Cisco noted, watching through binoculars.

"Wow." Jesse muttered, with Caitlin still trying to comprehend what she was seeing. Harrison was silent, looking at the reading.

As he ran, feeling the wind against his face, Nathan closed his eyes, allowing himself to sink into the rush.

"Mom!"

"Barry! NO!"

Eyes snapping open as the long buried memory of that night made its return as the long forbidden scene played out in his mind. So distracted by haunted memories, Nathan didn't see the water barrels fast approaching him, and was unable to stop in time, and so, crashed into them, sending water gushing into the air. Gritting his teeth, Nathan sat up, holding his right arm in pain.

Seeing this through binoculars, Cisco and Caitlin quickly ran to him, Caitlin grabbing her medical bag.

S.T.A.R. Labs

"It looks like you had a distal radius fracture." Caitlin said as she showed the x-ray to Nathan as he sat in the medical bed in the center.

Nathan looked at her, blinking. "Had?" He questioned. Caitlin responded by sliding the x-ray to the next one, showing a healed arm.

"It's healed...in three hours."

Nathan stared at her in surprise. "How is that possible?"

"I have a theory." Well spoke as he walked into the room. "As well as a possible answer to your powers. It is possible that the lightning bolt that truck you, was created by dark matter energy from the Particle Accelerator explosion, and when it hit you, it sent electrical charges to every cell in your body. Your cells, are moving at accelerated speed. Not only your cells, but brain functions, heart, organs; everything. Your super speed is a result of the joints and muscles in your legs being charged with a built-up of bio-electrical energy that unleashes a powerful force when you run. Your fast healing is a result of cells and skin knitting back together 10 times faster than a normal person's. Of course, all of this just hypothesis."

Nathan smirked. "So, what you are saying, is that I'm as fast as the Streak?"

Caitlin looked at him in confusion. "The Streak?"

Nathan chuckled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head. "Sorry. He's my favorite superhero from a comic book I've always read as a kid. The Justice Guild of America."

"Awesome!" Cisco said, smiling at the blonde. "Good to know I'm not the only comic book fan here!" He bumped fists with Nathan.

"Yes, well it would seem you are able to prove that superpowers from comic books can in fact, be scientifically proven, Mr. Allen." Wells said.

Smirking, Nathan looked at Cisco. "By the way, just how fast was I going?"

Here, Cisco grinned madly. "Dude, you broke the record. The fastest speed recorded had been 9.82-second at 100m. You hit 500 meters in just 5 seconds flat!"

"Awesome!" Nathan said. However, Jesse then entered, looking at her data.

"Scans picked up a spike in your temporal lobe just before your crash. Like you were re-experiencing a bad memory."

Wells look at Nathan, who frowned. "What happened out there? You were moving pretty well, and then something caused you to lose focus." He asked.

Nathan looked down, wondering if he should tell them. While he barely knew them, they did help him out with not only his coma, but also helped him out with his new power. After a minute, he decided to tell the the truth. "I started remember something." He began, with Harrison looking at him. Sighing, Nathan continued. "When I was 10, my mother and brother were murdered." This caused Caitlin and Cisco to halt in whatever they were doing, and looked at him along with Jesse. With a deep breath, the blonde continued with his tale. "It was late. Me and my brother, Barry, were sleeping, and a sound woke us up. He heard...our mom screaming. We went downstairs, and..." he stopped, the memory too painful to re-live, but he had to keep going. "We saw...what looked like a lightning storm, happening in our living room. There was lightning all around, and our mom was at the center, crying in fear. And in that lightning...I saw someone. A person of lightning. A man. He killed my mother and Barry." He hissed out through gritting teeth, anger in his eyes, making the other frown. "The police arrested my dad, saying he killed them, ignoring me when I said it wasn't true. My dad would never hurt his family. But no one believed me. Saying I must have been seeing things. An illusion made by a scarred child. And now, my dad's been sitting in Iron Heights for 14 years, framed for a murder he didn't commit!" His eyes stung with unshed tears, but he held them back. He wouldn't cry. He promised he would never cry again after that night.

Crying did nothing.

"The cops, the shrinks, everyone told me that what I saw that night, was impossible. A Ghost made made by my own fears. But...but what if the man who killed my family, destroying it, was like me? Something impossible?"

Taking off his glasses, Harrison thought on how he should respond. "It's...hard to say, Mr. Allen. For many years, the concept of 'superpowers' have been nothing but fiction for comics. Your abilities were the result of an accident, no matter how the great results. The idea of people having such abilities before the Particle Accelerator, is hard to accept. But, I can say unequivocally, you are one of a kind."

Nathan smile a bit, but still had a troubled and thoughtful look. Sighing, he nodded, before he looked at the clock on the wall. Seeing what time it was, he knew he had once last stop to make.

So, getting dresses back in his clothes, he thanked them for the help, promising to return if something unexpected happened with his abilities, and left.

He had someone to see.

Nathan smiled as he stood at the front doors to his uncle's house, the same house he lived in years ago before getting his own apartment. He had first stopped by his uncle's workplace, but was told today was his day off, so he went to his residence.

Climbing up the steps, he reached up and knocked on the doors. Waiting a few seconds, the door soon opened, and Nathan smiled at the sight of his uncle, whose eyes widened at the sight of him. "Nate!" The elderly man said, before pulling the blonde into a hug, patting him on the back. "Oh god! You're awake! How long have you been up?" He asked, pulling away.

Nathan rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "A few hours. Sorry, I didn't come see you. I went to see Iris first, and then she dragged me to see Joe."

Jay chuckled, shaking his head. "It's alright, kid. I'm just happy you're up and about. Now, come inside, you must be hungry."

Nathan smirked. "Starving." He said, and it was true, he was feeling really hungry. His uncle laughing, he led his nephew inside, where the blonde heard yips. Smiling, Nathan saw an orange furred fox, running towards him. "Kurama!" Happy to see his pet, he scooped the fox up, holding it up to his face. "How you been buddy?" He asked. His response was a lick on the tip of his nose, making the blonde laugh.

Kurama was his pet and best friend, second only to Iris. His fur was a deep burning orange, with surprisingly long ears like a rabbit, and black fur around his crimson red eyes, going up to the inside of his ears. He got him when he was 12, when Jay took him to get a pet to help deal with his mother and brother's deaths, even a little bit. At first, he rejected all the animals, when the nice old man with the long beard approached him and presented him to a young fox kit.

Instantly, it was like he felt a bond with the fox, and picked it.

And like Jay had hopped, having Kurama helped Nathan deal with some of the pain. Kurama became his best friend, someone he could talk to and who would comfort him when he needed it.

Though, that wasn't to say Kurama wasn't a handful, as the fox was mischievous, many times breaking stuff (thankfully nothing valuable or that belonged to his mother or brother), or hiding his or his uncle's stuff.

But he was really glad he had Kurama.

The fox climbing to his shoulder, Nathan laughed as he rubbed against his cheek, before looking at Jay. "Thanks for looking after Kurama for me. Hope he wasn't too much trouble." Jay laughed.

"Nah, don't worry about it. He was great company. Now then, I'm almost done with dinner. While we eat, you can tell me how you feel."

Nathan's Apartment

The sound of a lock turning was heard, as the door opened with Kurama running inside with Nathan behind him, carrying a box with Kurama's stuff. Kicking the door behind him, Nathan smiled as he looked at his apartment. Curiously, he saw that it wasn't dusty, even with his time away, and figured either Iris or his uncle kept it clean for him.

Putting Kurama's box on the kitchen counter, with the fox climbing up on the sofa, Nathan moved to the kitchen. Opening the fridge, he looked inside as his stomach growled, making him groan. "How can I still be hungry after eating two plate of Uncle Jay's food?" He muttered. Turning his head, he looked at the clock, and wondered if he had time to make himself a quick lunch. However, pausing, he grinned as he got an idea.

Lightning flashing around his eyes, Nathan moved in a blur and small lightning, making Kurama yelp in surprise, as in super speed, Nathan took out ingredients and pots and pans, and moved all over the kitchen, preparing his after-dinner.

The knife moved in a blur as it cut vegetable, as the stove heated. Seeing that some things were missing, Nathan ran out of the door, returning a minute later with grocery bags.

As he cooked, Nathan thought back to his dinner with Jay. It was great seeing his uncle again, and was glad that the man was still as healthy and somewhat happy since he last seen him.

Though he still thought the man needed to get himself a girlfriend.

Having retired from the police force sometime during his coma, it left the man free to do whatever he wanted, which wasn't much. With his brother in prison and not being on speaking terms with his father, Jay didn't have much to social activity.

Also, as they talked and caught up, Nathan didn't make any mention of his new powers, but felt he should have. Jay has become like a pseudo father to him, having taken care of him for years. But he didn't know how the man would have acted, so decided to hold off on it for now.

Soon, what could have taken a half hour, was done in minutes, as Nathan sat in on his sofa, a plate of omelets in his lap. Looking at Kurama, Nathan chuckled as the fox stared at him. "Pretty cool, huh pal?" He asked his pet, getting a yip and tail wag from the fox. Chuckling, Nathan dug in as he leaned back.

Blinking as he felt something under him, he reached behind him into the cushion, and took the thing out. Looking at it, he saw that it was, ironically, a comic book. And not just any comic book, but the one he was reading before he was struck by lightning.

The Streak

He smiled as he looked at the cover, featuring the crimson hero. The Streak was a muscular man, wearing a skintight, long-sleeved red shirt with a yellow lightning bolt at the center. He had what looked like yellow overshorts over red pants, yellow boots, and finally, was wearing a red motorcycle cruiser helmet with yellow bold lines running down the middle, and goggles.

The cover displayed him running, with a blur trail behind him, smiling at the reader, giving them a thumbs up. A talk bubble displaying his catchphrase.

"Villany can never outrun justice!"

He smiled, though a bit of a pained one. The Justice Guild comic series was his and Barry's favorite, and always loved reading. This comic book was actually Barry's, so it was very important to him. Memories of Barry telling him of how he wished to one day become a hero like the Streak, echoed in his mind, making him close his eyes to hold back the heartache.

It felt like a sick joke from fate. Him actually gaining powers his older brother once wished for...

Shaking his head off depressing thoughts, Nathan finished his meal, before standing up. After washing the dishes, he decided to take a walk around town, see if anything has changed during his coma.

Grabbing his keys, he headed to the door, pausing in front of it to look at Kurama, giving the fox a warning look. "Don't even think about shredding my pillow again! Do so, and you're sleeping in your cage!" He told the fox, before leaving, missing the wide mischievous smirk the fox somehow grew.

With Nathan

Instead of going for a normal walk, Nathan decided to instead practice his powers a bit, and soon became a blur, passing through the streets in a gush of air, sending hats flying, and lifting more than a few skirts, much to his amusement.

Traffic became a great obstacle course, helping him practice turning and dodging. A few times, he would even run on top of cars just for the heck of it.

But besides having fun, Nathan did test himself. When he ran, it was as if everything was moving in slow motion, while he ran faster than normal. There was no tunnel vision, so he didn't have to worry about crashing into stuff. And even if he did crash, there was no major damage...to him.

Due to the force of speed and mass, he was like a cannonball. When he was nearly hit by a car when he accidentally ran in front of it, and had to make a quick turn, he crashed into a wall in the alley. Except for being a bit dazed, the wall took most of the damage, as proven when he left a nicely sized dent in it.

While he wondered if he could crash through it, he wasn't that eager to try.

But other than his tests, he did explore Central City, and other than some construction sites and abandoned buildings, everything was the same from 9 months back.

However, all the running burned a lot of energy, which was why he was heading to Big Belly Burger for a snack. 'I'm going to have to figure out a solution to this burning energy, before I eat myself broke.'

And that wasn't the only problem. Apparently, his shoes were unable to handle the force of his speed, and running just a couple of square blocks, rendered the bottoms melted, forcing him to throw them away, and buy new ones.

So, Super Speed equalled more money spent on food and shoes. Bummer.

Passing by Jitters, Nathan stopped as he come upon an interesting site.

Iris West making out with Joe's partner Eddie.

He couldn't help but stare a bit in surprise, before Iris spotted him, making him sigh.

Why did he feel like he was going to be dragged into a drama situation?

"You can't tell my dad. He doesn't know about me and Eddie." Iris begged Nathan as the two walked down the street, the blonde drinking a large cup of soda he got on the way.

"That's obvious. Guy's still breathing." He joked as he took a sip, making Iris elbow him on the side. "Still, you're treading a dangerous path here, Iris. I mean, dating your dad's partner? This could only end in trouble."

Iris narrowed her eyes at him. "I'm a big girl, Nate. I can take care of you self."

But Nathan just rolled his eyes. 'It's not you I'm talking about. And for a "big girl", you seem worried about letting daddy dearest find out.' He thought. "Yeah, well, I'd be careful if I was you. How did this even happen?"

Turning back ahead, Iris smiled. "I was going to tell you about me and Eddie. Just didn't expect it to be so soon. See, when you were still in a coma, and Eddie became dad's partner, he offered to cover for him so we can both come visit you. I thanked him with coffee, and things...just happened."

"You mean dating, or sucking mister underwear model's face?" He asked her, making her look at him.

"You sound mad. Are you mad?"

Stopping, Nathan finished his soda, and threw the empty cup into the nearby trash bin, before looked at the brunette as the crossed the road. "I'm not mad, just...worried. Mean, dating a policeman is popular and all, but you need to think things through, Iris. That job is dangerous. What if something happened to him? Last thing I want is for you to be sad."

"Nothing's going to happen, Nate. Eddie is well trained to handle danger, I know it. And I am thinking through this, trust me. Things, between Eddie and me, are good." She said, smiling.

However, Nathan wasn't all that convinced, sighing. Opening his mouth to speak, he stopped as the sounds of wheels screeching sirens were heard. Turning his head, he saw a police car heading fast towards them. Acting quickly, he tackled Iris to the ground just as the car was about to hit them, crashing into the pillar beside them.

Getting up, Nathan looked at the car chase, and looking at the lead car, his eyes widened in surprise when he saw the driver, something thought dead.

Clyde Mardon

As the car left, Nathan looked at the surprised and dazed Iris as she sat up. "Go check on the driver! I'm going to see where the other one went and see if I can see the license plate!" He ordered, getting up. Iris looked at him.

"But Nate-"

"Go!"

Having no choice, Iris got up and ran to the wrecked police car to check on the driver. Making sure than the coast was clear, Nathan chased after Mardon in a blur of speed.

Easily catching up to the car, Nathan moved beside it, and jumped through the window, shattering it and surprising the driver as he landed on the seat.

Shocked at seeing him appearing out of nowhere, Clyde reached for the gun in his belt. Seeing this, Nathan acted, and grabbed Clyde by the back of the head, and slamming him hard against the wheel. With the man dazed, Nate grabbed the wheels and sharply turned it, causing the car to go out of control and flip on its side, rolling across the road before sliding to the stop.

Nathan groaned as he crawled out through the window. "Okay...that might have been a bad idea." Looking back inside the car, he saw that Clyde was gone. Looking around, he spotted the man casually walking away. Getting up, he called after him. "Hey! Mardon!" Getting the man's attention, Mardon stopped, turning around to face him. Giving Nathan a dark grin, he held up in arms.

What happened next made Nathan's eyes widen, as out of nowhere, fog began to appear around Mardon, spreading out and soon encasing the area around them in a mist.

"What the?" Nathan muttered in shock. Looking back at Mardon, he saw the man smirk as he was soon covered by the mist and vanished. Narrowing his eyes, Nathan wondered what was going on, when the sound of a speeding car behind him got his attention. Eyes widening, he saw a car crash into and roll over the upside down car in an explosion, sailing towards him. Quickly, Nathan ran to the side of the road, and watched as the car crashed into the pavement. Cursing, he ran to the car to check on the driver. However, he soon sighed, seeing that he was dead. "Damnit!" Cursing, he shook his head, before running back to Iris.

Soon the police and paramedics was called, and Nathan and Iris watched as the dead driver was rolled away. "That poor man." Iris muttered sadly, with Nathan nodding. "The way that fog came in...I've never seen anything like it."

"Me neither…" Nathan muttered, narrowing his eyes in thought.

"Nathan! Iris!"

Turning, the two spotted an angry and worried Joy approaching. After making sure Iris was alright, Joe glared at Nathan. "What the hell were you thinking having her out here?!" Iris tried to explain, but Joe ignored her, giving her a pointed look. "And I told you, when you see danger, you run the other way! You are not a cop!"

"Cause you wouldn't let me be one!"

As the father and daughter argued, Nathan walked away. "Joe can I told to you?"

"It can wait." The man said, but Nathan wasn't about to have it.

"No, now!"

Hearing the fierceness in the blonde's voice, Joe conceded and followed Nathan out of earshot. Turning to Joe, Nathan started.

"I know who did this." He said, getting the man's attention. "It was Clyde Mardon." He said, making Joe sigh, but Nathan kept going. "I know, everyone thinks he's dead of a plane crash after the S.T.A.R. Labs explosion. But he's not. I saw him clear as day! And I know this is going to sound absurd, but somehow he was able to make a blanket of fog appear on the road. Like he could control the weather or something. The recent robberies, they all happened during freak meteorological events, right? That has to be him!" He stopped as he saw the blank look on Joe's face, and sighed, shaking his head. "Of course you don't believe. When have you ever believed me?"

"Okay! You want to do this now? Fine." Joe looked at Nathan sternly. "Mardon is dead. There is no 'controlling the weather', Nate! Just like there was no lightning storm in your house that night! It was your brain helping a scared little boy deny what he saw!"

Gritting his teeth in rising anger, Nathan glared at Joe. "My dad didn't kill my mom or Barry."

"Yes he did!" Joe shouted, having grown tired of constantly having this argument with the guy. "Your dad killed your mother and brother, Nathan! I am sorry, son, but I knew it, the jury knew it, even your grandfather, a highly respected former police captain, knew it! And now he's paying for what he did."

"Dad enough!" Iris shouted, getting in-between the two, but Joe was not done.

"I have done my best to care for you in your time of need! To help you recover from that night! But I am tired of you and Jay being so stubborn as to not see things for what they are, and accept them! Well now I'm telling you! Stop thinking everything is a game and face the reality of the truth!"

Staring at Joe, Nathan was silent, his expression blank. Shaking his head, he looked at Iris. "I'll see you later." He muttered, before walking away from the two. The two staring at his back, Iris looked at her father in disappointment, and walked away, not even greeting Eddie as the man approached Joe, holding a paper.

"You're not going to believe this. We've got the eyewitness sketch of the robber from the bank job." Eddie said as he showed Joe a sketch. Looking at it, Joe's eyes widened seeing Clyde's face. Eddie then held up a mugshot of Clyde beside the sketch. "If I didn't know better, I'd say that's Clyde Mardon. But that's impossible, he's dead, right?"

Joe was silent, staring at the sketch, before looking at the direction Nathan went.

S.T.A.R. Labs

In the lab, Caitlin and Cisco sat at the main monitor station, going over the notes they took from Nathan's test, while Jesse stood with her dead, looking at other data.

Suddenly, the entrance doors slid open, and Nathan walked in with an angry expression. "I'm not the only one affected from the Particle Accelerator explosion, am I?!"

The four glancing at one one another, Wells looked back at the blonde. "We don't know for sure."

Nathan looked at him, narrowing his eyes. "You said the city was safe, that there was no residual danger. But that's not true! So, what really happened that night?"

Harrison sighed, taking off his glasses, before pressing a button on the pad, bringing up a simulation of the explosion on one of the monitors on the wall. "Well, the accelerator went active. We all felt like heroes, and then...it all went wrong." Nathan watched as the pipeline simulation exploded, and a ripple went out. "The dimensional barrier ruptured unleashing unknown energies into our world." Nathan watched as the energy ripple spread out through the whole city. "Antimatter, dark energy, x-elements…."

Nathan looked at him. "That's all theoretical."

"And how theoretical are you?" Wells challenged, making Nathan go silent. Looking back at the screen, he looked at the map shown, and saw that affected areas covered a large percentage of the city. "We mapped the dispersion throughout and around Central City. Though we have no way of knowing exactly what or...who was exposed. Since that night, we've been searching for other meta-humans like yourself."

He turned to him in confusion. "Meta-Humans?"

"It's what we've been calling them. Human beings affected by unknown energies that can have unforeseen effects to their bodies. Like you being able to run really fast." Caitlin explained.

'So that's what happened to Mardon.' Nathan thought, before looking at them. "I saw one today. Clyde Mardon, a bank robber. And he can control the weather."

Cisco grew an excited smile. "This just keeps getting cooler!"

However, Nathan shot him an angry glare. "This is not cool! Alright?! A man died!" He shouted, making Cisco lose his smile and the females frown. Nathan looked back at Wells. "Mardon must have gotten his powers the same way I did. From the storm cloud. He's still out there! We have to stop him before he hurts anyone else!" He turned to leave, when Harrison called after him.

"Nathan! That's a job for the police."

"I work for the police."

"As a forensic assistant." Wells corrected him.

But Nathan would not back down. "You're responsible for this. For him!"

However, Wells didn't back down, glaring at him. "What's important is you! Not me. I lost everything that night. I lost my company. I lost my reputation. I lost my freedom. I almost lost my own daughter when people accused me of being to dangerous for her safety! I. Lost. Everything. And then you appeared. You broke your arm, and it healed in three hours. Inside your body, could be a map to a whole new world of genetic therapy, vaccines, medicines, treasures! Buried deep within your cells, and we cannot risk losing everything because you wanna go out and play hero!" He glared at Nathan, who glared back. "You're not a hero. You're just a young man who was struck by lightning."

The two held their glared, while the others watched, unsure what to say or do.

"You're right." Nathan muttered, making everyone look at him. "I was struck by lightning, and lived. Given great power. And if you think I'm just going to sit on my ass doing nothing. Then you are a fool!"

Before Harrison could say anything, Nathan sped out of the building. Frowning, Harrison sat down in a chair with a heavy sigh.

Starling City

"...And that's my story. I wake up after being in a coma for 9 months, and find myself being able to run faster than I thought possible. I've spent my whole life, trying to prove that the impossible can be possible. And when I actually become it, and try to use my powers to help, someone dies. What if Wells was right? What if I'm not cut out to be a hero? What if I really am just some guy struck by lightning?" Nathan said, standing on the rooftop with a recently made friend of his, Oliver Queen, who wore his Arrow outfit.

After thinking over the story he has heard, Oliver looked at him. "I don't think that lightning simply struck you, Nathan. I think it chose you."

Nathan frowned. "I just don't think I have it in me to do what you do, Oliver."

"If you really do this, you're going to make mistakes. I've made mistakes, many of them. But the good you do, will far outweigh the bad. I know you can do it, Nate. You're a good person. I believe you can be something even I cannot be, a hero. You can inspire people, in a way that I never could. Watching over your city like a guardian angel, making a difference saving people. In a flash." Nathan looked thoughtful while Oliver his back to him. Turning around, he showed he had a mask over his eyes, a present Nate gave him after their last meeting. "Take your own advice. Wear a mask."

Nathan smirked as Oliver jumped over the edge. Eyes widened at the move, Nathan made to run to the edge, when he saw a grappling arrow shoot from below and grab onto the edge of the other building. He saw Arrow zip up, and smirked. "Cool."

Planting his feet on the side of the building, Oliver turned around, and saw a lightning coated blur shoot down the interstate and vanish around the corner, and smirked. "Cool." He muttered before he left to get back to work.

CCPD

Entering his lab, Nathan walked to his computer, and pulled up any data the system had on Mardon, hopping to find any lead on his whereabouts.

"Nathan?"

Blinking, Nathan turned around, and to his surprise, saw Caitlin and Cisco standing at the entrance. "What are you guys doing here?" He asked.

Glancing at the other, Caitlin looked at the blonde. "Cisco and I were talking, and you were right. S.T.A.R. Labs is responsible for these meta-humans, indirectly or not."

"So, we want to help." Cisco finished.

Looking at the two, Nathan knew that they were telling the truth, and smiled, nodding. "Thanks." He said, making the to nod with smiles. "Now, how do we find Mardon?" He asked, and Caitlin was the one to answer.

"If we go back to S.T.A.R. Labs, I can re-task the S.T.A.R. Labs satellites to track meteorological abnormalities over Central City." She offered, making Nathan nod. It was something.

Cisco then smirked, getting an idea. "And I think I have something that can help." He said, getting a raised brow from the blonde.

S.T.A.R. Labs - Cisco's Workshop

Nathan blinked in surprise as he stared at the red leather suit in front of him. It consisted of red leather jacket and pants with the sleeves being long, with red gloves, and boots. It covered everything from the neck to the toes, leaving nothing exposed. And with it, came a red leather mask that covered all but the eyes, nose, and mouth. He looked at Cisco for an explanation.

"I've made this little baby to replace the turnouts firefighters traditionally wear. I thought that if S.T.A.R. Labs could do something nice for the community, maybe people wouldn't be so angry at Doctor Wells anymore."

Nodding, Nathan looked at the suit. "Nice. But how is it going to help me?"

"The suit is made of a reinforced tri-polymer. Its heat and abrasive resistant, so it should withstand your moving at high-velocity speed. And the aerodynamic design should help you maintain control. Plus, it has built-in sensors, so we can track your vitals, and stay in contact with you from here." Cisco explained, before holding up a plate, and Nathan saw that it had a lightning bolt crest on it. "This will track your position with our satellites."

The blonde smirk. "It's a lightning bolt."

Cisco mirrored his smirk. "The Streak lives again."

Nathan nodded, smiling. "Nice, thanks."

Caitlin then approached, holding a pad. "And in the nick of time, I just got a ping on Mardon's location." Nathan moved beside her, along with Cisco, and they looked at the GPS location. "Atmospheric pressure just dropped 20 millibars in a matter of seconds." Looking at the location, Nathan saw that it was one of the hideouts he gave Joe 9 months ago.

"That's Mardon's hideout. Alright." He looked suit, and smirked. "Let's do this."

Minutes Earlier - Dr. Well's personal office

Harrison Wells sat behind his desk with a sigh. Rubbing his forehead, he grabbed the bottle of non-alcohol on his desk, along with a glass cup.

"You okay, dad?"

Raising his head, Wells saw Jesse at the door. "I'm fine, Jess. Just…"

"Troubled with what happened with Nathan?" She asked, making Wells sigh as he poured a bit into the cup. Leaning back, he chugged the beverage in one go. "Are you mad at him for leaving."

Well shook his head. "I don't know. A part of me cannot help but be angry at his idiotic ideals."

"He wants to catch a criminal, dad. You can't fault him for them." Jesse said, taking a seat in front of the desk on a chair.

Wells shook his head. "He's acting foolish. What, he thinks that these abilities make him some superhero? Doesn't he realize the great discovering his body could unlock? Medical discoveries. Enhanced healing for hospitals. Cures for diseases. His blood could help many people." He stated, making Jesse look at him.

"Help people? Or help you?" She questioned, making her father look at her. "Dad, I know you feel pressured with the public infamy, but you can't let it get to you. And I know you are worried about me and worried people would target me for being your daughter, but you raised me be able to handle such things. And I also know you feel angry and sad about S.T.A.R. Labs' reputation after everything you and mom did, but you have to see the bigger picture." She stated, looking at her silent father. "Dad, like it or know, S.T.A.R. Labs is responsible for the creations of these metahumans, and after months of searching, we finally found one besides Nathan. And unlike Nathan, this man is a criminal and not against hurting others. So, isn't it our job to help Nathan stop them like he asked?"

Wells was silent, looking at his daughter in surprise, before chuckling, shaking his head. "You are so much like your mother." He said, making Jesse smile. "She was always one to help people." Sighing, he leaned back on his chair.

Suddenly, the two heard a beep from his desk monitor. Harrison turning it on, the two saw a camera feed from Cisco's lab, showing the man, Caitlin, and Nathan standing in front of a red suit they could only guess Cisco made. They two then watched as Nathan vanish in a blur, the suit also gone. Jesse looked at her dad.

"What are you going to do?"

Harrison was silent, staring as Cisco and Caitlin left the room.

Outskirts of Central City - Farm

A cop car pulled up to the abandoned farm, as Joe and Eddie got out. "I'm not saying Mardon is alive." Joe said as they looked around in caution. "But if he was, this is the last place him and his brother hid out."

Guns ready, the two entered the barn, Joe frowning as he flashed back to the night his former partner was shot in the neck and killed.

Holding his pistol straight ahead, Joe looked around the empty barn, Eddie covering him. Heading further in, they stopped when they spotted Clyde, sitting in the middle of the room, his back to them. Instantly, they pointed their guns at him. "Mardon?" Joe called out in caution, ready for anything the man pulled. "On your feet. Hand on your head."

With his back still facing them, Mardon smirked. "You got me." He muttered, loud enough for them to hear him. Looking at Eddie, Joe nodded to him to keep his gun at Mardon, while he put his away to take out cuffed. As he did so, Mardon continued talking. "The night of the storm, after S.T.A.R. Labs blew, after our plane went down, and I woke up on the ground alive...when I saw what I can do, I understood…" Clyde smirked deadly. "I am God."

Eddie looked at the man like he was crazy, while Joe scoffed. "Shut the hell up." He said as he moved to cuff him.

Just then, Clyde stood up from the chair, his hands still in the air. "Turn around." Eddie commanded.

However, Clyde just chuckled, as suddenly, wind began to pick up as thick air gathered around him. Joe and Eddie looked on with wide eyes, unable to believe what they were seeing. Just them, Clyde throw his arms down, and a sudden gust of wind shot out, slamming into the cops, and sending them flying back, Joe hitting a pillar, and Eddie hitting a stack of hay.

Groaning, Joe sat up. Looking at his partner, he saw Eddie was knocked out. He looked back at Clyde as the wind began to pick up around them hard.

"Do you think your guns can stop God?!" Clyde shouted at him.

While unsure of what to make of what was happening, Joe would not stay down. "Why in the hell would God need to rob banks?!" He shouted back over the roar of the winds.

Pausing, Clyde stood still, before smirking. "You're right." Joe frowned, getting a bad feeling. "I've been thinking too small." Closing his eyes, he began to focus, as the wind began to pick up even harder than before, until finally, dirt picking up, a cyclone of wind surrounded Mardon. It rose up into the air, until it tore the roof of the barn.

Cursing, Joe quickly got up, and running to Eddie, picked him up and made haste to get out of the barn. Eddie groaned as he began to wake up, but was still a bit out of it. They managed to get out in time, as the barn suddenly burst into pieces. The force sending them flying and slamming into the side of the car, Eddie being knocked out once more, while Joe groaned as he sat up. Turning around, he stared in shock and growing fear as a large twister rose high into the night sky, before it began to move towards the direction of the city.

Suddenly, a large piece of the destroyed roof, picked up by the wind, began to head towards them. Eye widening, Joe crossed his arms in front of him, eyes closed as he waited for the inevitable.

Luckily for him, something appeared out of nowhere in the path of the debris, and grabbed the piece, changing its direction, and crashing into the ground a ways away from them. Grunting could be heard from under the piece, as it began to move, before it was pushed away, showing Nathan, in the red suit. Uncovering himself, Joe looked on in surprise. Nathan, turned in his direction as he got up, smiled seeing he was alright.

"Nathan. Nathan, can you hear me?" Cisco asked through the com-link.

"Yeah! Yeah, I can hear you loud and clear." Nathan responding, panting slightly from the adrenaline rush.

"This thing is getting closer to the city. Wind speeds are 200 mph and increasing. If it keeps up, this could become an F-5 tornado."

Nathan grunted at that as he looked at the moving tornado. "Any ideas on how to stop it?" He asked, but didn't get any response. "Guys?" Nothing. Cursing, he looked at the tornado, trying to think of something. Looking at the direction it was twisting, he got an idea. "What if I unravel it? Circle it's base in the opposite direction? Cut off its legs."

The two scientists took a moment to do the calculations. "He'd have to clock 700 mph to do that."

"Your body may not be able to handle those speeds. We still don't know the full limits of your speed. For all we know, you could die." Caitlin warned. However, looking at the twister, and glancing at the still frozen Joe, Nathan knew he had to go for it.

"I'm going in." Taking a deep breath, he shot at the twister in a blur, making Joe quickly get up and look on at the sight.

Nathan ran towards the tornado, dodging flying debris, before making it to the bottom of it, and began running clockwise around it as fast as he could.

Back at the lab, Cisco smirked as he looked at the status readings. "The suit's holding up!"

But Caitlin frowned. "But he isn't." She stated, seeing that Nathan was pushing his body. However, Cisco had faith.

"He can do it. I know he can."

Nathan gritted his teeth as he tried to speed up, trying to over power the tornado's own speed. Meanwhile, at the center of the tornado, Clyde saw the blur trying to stop him, and glared. Around the tornado, lightning began to appear, before he called one down, and slammed it to Nathan, who was unprepared for them, and took the bolt to the chest, flying out of the tornado.

Rolling across the groaned, the speedster groaned as he got up. "Damnit! It's too strong! I can't run fast enough to cancel the wind direction!" He exclaimed as he watched the tornado get even bigger! In the lab, Cisco and Caitlin frowned, unsure of what to do. Luckily, help arrived.

An arm reached past them, and pressed the communicator on. "You can do it, Nathan." Turning, the two saw Wells as he sat on the third chair, speaking into the mic. Turning their heads, they spotted Jesse, who smiled at them. "You were right. I am responsible for all of this. So many people have been hurt because of me and my arrogance to make my dream come true. And when I looked at you, all I saw was a way to right my wrongs. But that wasn't the right way to do it. So many people have become victims for my foolishness. And yes, I created this madness, these metahumans. But you, Nathan, you...you can truly make up for my mistake. You can fix what I've unleashed. You, Nathan Allen, can do stop it. You can do this. Now run, Nathan. Run!"

Getting a determined look, as his eyes glowed in electricity, Nathan shot off in a bang at the tornado. Reaching the base once more, he ran around it in the opposite direction of the twists. Glaring, he pushed his body as hard as he could, gritting his teeth in effort as he ran as hard as he could. Unknown to him, behind him lightning shot off from his back and feet, leaving a trail of yellow electricity in his way.

Seeing this, Clyde began fighting back as he increased his tornado's speed. However, Nathan just matched it, and slowly began to overtake it, as his speed began to generate its own wind cyclone that fought against the tornado. The two forces battled one another for supremacy, with neither giving up.

Nathan pushed himself as hard as he could. He couldn't give up! He wouldn't! Giving up meant people he cared about getting hurt!

His uncle

Kurama

Joe

Iris

His coworkers at CCPD

Cisco

Caitlin

Jesse

Dr. Wells

His father!

He gave out a fierce roar as he ran faster, lightning coating his body as the wind generated grew and before Clyde knew it, it overtook his tornado.

"NOOOO!" Clyde shouted before the tornado imploded on itself, sending out a force of wind and dirt, making Joe take cover.

As the cloud of dirt and sand clicked, the team at S.T.A.R. Labs waited with bated breaths. Looking at one another, Caitlin spoke into the mic. "Nathan?"

At the clearing, Nathan groaned as he got up, the force having sent him flying. Shaking his head, slightly dazed, he took off the mask to breath better. "Hey." Standing up, he turned around and saw Clyde standing behind him, pointing a gun at him.

Clyde smirked. "I didn't think there was anyone else like me."

Nathan glared at him. "I'm not like you. You're a murderer." Scoffing, Clyde was about to pull the trigger, when shot rang through the air, making Nathan flinch, before he saw Clyde drop to the ground, bullet shots in his chest. Turning, Nathan saw Joe behind him, pointing his gun at Clyde, before he looked at him. The two stared at each other for a while, before Joe put his gun away, still staring at the blonde in surprise, trying to comprehend all that he has seen.

Nathan let out a tired breath as the adrenaline of the situation finally drained out, and fell down on his ass in mental exhaustion. "It's over." He called through com-link, making the team at S.T.A.R. Labs sigh in relief.

The Next Morning

Nathan, now wearing his casual clothes, and Joe leaned against the car, watching as the body of Clyde Mardon be wheeled away. Eddie was being checked out by paramedics. The two stood in silence, Nathan waiting for Joe to say something, while the man slowly began to comprehend everything that has happened.

"What you can do…"

Nathan looked at Joe, who had a far away expression. "It was the lightning bolt?"

"Yeah." Nathan muttered, crossing his arms. "More or less."

Joe took a deep, shaking breath, shaking his head. "I'm sorry, Nathan." He said, making the blonde look at him. "I'm sorry I didn't believe you."

"It's alright. It was too crazy to believe." Nathan confessed, making Joe chuckled a bit, still with a guilty look. He shook his head.

"Still, what I've said. What I've always said...I called you crazy for chasing the impossible. Chasing fairy tales…" Joe frowned, looking ahead. "But if what had just happened is taken into account...then there really was a lightning storm in your house that night. And is you're right, you really did see something the night your mom and Barry died."

Nathan frowned, images of the lightning figure running in his head.

"Which means your dad is innocent."

Closing his eyes, Nathan nodded, clenching his fist.

Rubbing his head, Joe looked at the blonde. "Does anyone else know?"

Nathan shook his head. "Only the people at S.T.A.R. Labs...and Kurama, but I doubt he will tell anyone." He joked, making Joe chuckle a bit."

"You didn't tell you uncle?" Joe asked, but again Nathan shook his head.

"Didn't think it was the best time." He answered, making Joe nod, before getting in front of Nathan.

"Okay, for now let's keep it that way. The less people who know, the better. And I need you to promise me something. I don't want you telling Iris about anything you can do, any of it. I don't want her getting caught in whatever is going on. I want her safe."

Nathan nodded. "I promise. Promise of a lifetime."

Joe nodded, looking back at the wreckage with a deep sigh, as Nathan began to walk away from the scene.

He had someone he needed to see.

Iron Heights Prison

Sitting down on the chair in front of the visitor visiting room, Nathan took a deep breath as he waited. Luckily he didn't have to wait long, as seconds later, he saw a guard escorting his father, making him smile. However, the sight of the chains lessened it, even as the guard removed them for better movement

Henry smiled happily when he saw his son, and sat on the chair in front of him, a glass wall and desk separating them. Both grabbing the phone on the side, they smiled at one another.

"Hey, slugger." Henry greated, making Nathan chuckle.

"You've been calling me that since I was 10."

Henry shrugged. "What can I say? It's a proud given title."

"Even for fighting in school?" Nathan asked, making Henry laugh.

His laughter dying, the man smiled at his son. "Jay told me what happened. You gave me quite the scare there brat."

The lighter blonde rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Yeah. Going into a 9 month coma, was the last thing I've expected." He said, with Henry chuckling. "But I was well taken care of, and I feel great. Though things got a bit hectic. Got in a fight today."

Henry frowned. "What? You just got out of a coma. Should you really be picking fights?"

Nathan held up a finger. "Okay, first off, I didn't start the fight. And second...I won."

Henry looked at Nathan a for a while, before growing a small smirk. "Way to go slugger." He congratulated, making Nathan chuckle, before looking at his son seriously. "But I don't want you going around and getting into fights. Trust me, nothing good comes from it."

Nathan nodded, looking down. He was silent for a bit, making Henry look at him, wondering what was wrong. Finally, Nathan raised his head, looking at his father in the eye.

"You didn't kill mom or Barry." He suddenly said, making Henry look at him in surprise, his eyes widening a bit. "You know I know that, right?"

The man slowly smiled, his eyes stinging. "You...believing me, is all I need."

"You're not gonna be here much longer, I promise. Whoever killed mom and Barry...whoever or whatever ruined our family...I think I finally have a way to find them. To stop them, and capture them." Nathan stated, making Henry sigh.

"Nathan, we talked about this." he said, but Nathan shook his head. "It's time to let go."

"You know I can't."

Henry looked at his son, seeing the determined look in his eyes, and honestly, it scared him. He didn't want his son, his only one left, to obsess over something that might never come to be, or could get him into trouble. "Listen to me, you have got to stop worrying about me, and live your life. To meet someone special, and grow a family of your own. Don't throw that away for some old man behind bars."

But Nathan would not have it, smiling at his dad, tears gathering in his eyes. "I will never throw you away. Things...are different now. For the first time, I feel like I finally have a chance to move on. Not away from you, but to finally get the clues as to what happened that night, and find the person responsible. The truth is...ever since that night...since mom and Barry died...I've been running. Chasing any excuse I can find to prove what happened was real. I've been running, from my fears of never seeing you again. Always running. I've...missed out on a lot of things. But...I'm different now. I know where to run to. I've made some new friends, that can help give me the directions I need. To help me find my way. To finally...run forward." He paused, taking a deep breath, and looked at his dad straight in the eye, and smiled. "Remember...when you wanted me to change my name, so I wouldn't have to deal with people knowing you're my dad?" He asked, making Henry nod, holding back tears, as his son smiled at him with the widest smile he had ever seen, even with tears running down his cheeks. "Well, I'm glad they know. I'm proud to be your son! I'm proud, to be Nathan Allen!"

Henry looked at Nathan, tears of joy running down his face. Gathering the will, he smiled. "I love you, son."

"I love you too, dad." Nathan choked out, putting a hand on the window, with Henry putting his own on his side.

[Play CW Flash theme]

"My name is Nathan Allen, and I am the fastest man alive."

Through the city, a yellow and red blur sped around and through the streets, passing through cars and people.

"When I was a child, my brother and mother were killed and my father went to prison for their murder. Since then, I've been running away from something. Or maybe toward something. I have no idea."

People shouted in surprise as a gust of wind passed through them, ruffling their clothes. As it died down, they wondered what that was about.

"However, a recent accident made me the impossible. More than that, it gave me a direction to run towards."

A lone bicyclist was pedaling towards the streets, taking a moment to look at his phone. However, in his distraction, he didn't see the car heading towards him. Hearing the honking horn, his eyes widened at the approaching car.

"A friend gave me an idea for a name to use in my new life. And I have a feeling it's going to catch on."

From around the corner of the street, the blur appeared, speeding towards the site. Just before the car could crash into the bicyclist, the man and bike vanished. The car coming to a stop, the drive got out, and looked around. He spotted the stunned man sitting on the side of the road, unsure as to what happened. Meanwhile, the blur continued to run through the streets, as a red suited Nathan smirked, his eyes sparking as he raced on, a trail of lightning behind him.

"I am, THE FLASH!"

End of Chapter

And there you go! The promo to my own Naruto/Flash story. Know, that while many things will follow close to the show, I do have my own ideas to spice things up. Trust me, what I have planned, will surprise you.

And yes, The Streak in inspired by the Justice League animated episode "Legends". And while yes, I know The Streak is a copy of Jay Garrick, it works here in having comic books that won't break the fourth wall.

Well, I hope you enjoyed the promo! Please give this a Follow and Fave, and leave a nice little review. I do like to see those numbers rise!

Flamers can go drink gasoline.

Ja ne!