Flash Part 4
"Okay, so something weird is going on." Barry said, walking into S.T.A.R. Labs. Cisco and Caitlin looked at each other, and put down what they were doing.
"Weirder than a man dressed as a bat fighting a man who likes question marks?" Cisco asked.
"Or weirder than Oliver Queen surviving that shipwreck?" Caitlin added.
"Wait no, weirder than that guy in Metropolis?" Cisco asked.
"Guys, it's just really weird. Okay?" Barry said.
"Well, what is it?' Caitlin asked.
"I don't know. I feel like I control time. Like there are these random moments where everything around me slows down, but I keep going the same speed. Although I did just go really fast." Barry said.
"Like as fast as lightning?" Cisco asked, his eyes slowly getting wider.
"Maybe even faster than a bullet." Barry said, putting his hands on his head.
"Faster than a bullet!" Cisco said, flopping down into a chair.
"Okay, okay, why don't you two calm down. Maybe it's just from being up and about so much after just waking up. I doubt you're going super fast Barry." Caitlin said.
"Explain this then." Barry said. He put his hand in front of him and focused all of his energy into soon began to shake and vibrate at an incredible speed and you couldn't tell where it was due to it moving so fast.
"Incredible." Harrison Wells said in a hushed tone. He used the control on his wheelchair to move over to where the three were standing. "I knew something would happen due to the particle accelerator exploding. Maybe like a sixth toe, or a weird side effect of some sort. But super speed… Barry this is incredible."
"Super speed? I have super speed?" Barry said in disbelief.
"It seems so, doesn't it ." Harrison Wells said smiling. "I think we should study this Barry, as long as you agree to it of course."
"I… guess so." Barry said.
"You guys study this. I have to go do something." Cisco said shaking his pointer finger.
The Trickster stood in the same room where his television broadcast aired. One of the four hostages he had was dead on the ground with a bullet hole through his chest. The other two were bleeding out with their own bullet wounds. Trickster had a gun pointed at the last hostages stomach and was looking at a pocket watch as the time ticked down.
"I can't believe the C.C.P.D. never came. What a shame. That's four useless lives wasted away." Trickster said. He was about to pull the trigger when the door to the room was busted open. Cops began to circle him with high powered assault rifles aimed right at his head. The three remaining hostages were quickly brought out of the room, and the police got the dead hostage away from the scene as Trickster put the pocket watch in his pocket.
"You're under arrest." Joe West said. Trickster dropped his gun and put his hands above his head.
"Oh no. Whatever shall I do." Trickster said, not seeming to be worried at all. He was placed in handcuffs and placed in the back of a squad car and was driven to the Central City Police Department with a huge smile on his face.