Barry"s pov
We had gone to the secluded part of the city, out in the country; with the windmills, same place I had rescued Iris before. Now it was one -on-one, me against Lady Torment. She smirked
"Give me your best, Flash. This one's for all the stakes. Central City will be mine."
I felt anger rise within me as I growled " Never." Turning on the special goggles, I started to run away from her, her laugh at my so called cowardliness echoing in the distance. Shaking my head amusingly, I sped towards her, using my secret go-to weapon, the supersonic punch. Only to have her get out of the way. MAN, this girl is smart.
Taking advantage of me staggering for balance after syphoning such a momentum of energy, she managed to break the goggles, our eyes locking. All my bad memories emerged in front of me at once, each worse than the last.
Just when she was about to strike me dead, a sweet voice echoed in my ear from the comm system. Iris to the rescue, as per usual.
"Barry, fight it. You can do it. Look away from her, think of happy memories, break the spell. I remember when we first met, even with your past, your smile still could light up the room, we played with blocks, and when Tony Woodward said my castle looked stupid, you defended me, saying HE looked stupid. You got your first black eye, but you also got my heart that day."
Suddenly I was released from her mind controlling trance and sped around her to confuse her, all while cuffing her hands and feet with the power dampeners, or the boot as Cisco calls it.
Smirking before taking her to our meta prison, I smirked "Nope. Central City is still mine."
Thank goodness for my friends and my Iris, all who, despite not being at the battlefield, are the true heroes in my book.
