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Chapter 26: Part 2: Winter

(Italic is the Clock King)

-Time passed-

I quickly finished my work, not long after Sam and Barry left. I pulled out my phone and selected my sister's number, putting the phone to my ear as I make it down the stairs.

"Hey," She said, a cheery tone in her voice.

"So, I'm leaving now, I'll be home soon. I jus…" I stopped, the lights flashed.

"You okay?"

"The power just went out," I replied calmly, attempting to leave quickly.

A shot went off.

"Sierra?" Savannah said with a concerned voice.

"It's okay. I'm fine. It's all okay." It's not okay. There's a gun.

"It should take you less than three seconds to discard any thought of rebellion and comply."

I moved towards Detective West. Help me, detective.

"I'll be home in a few minutes." I hung up. Maybe a few minutes, maybe hours, maybe never.

"I take it I don't need to count out loud." He looked at Iris and West. "Striking resemblance."

The captain talked through a walkie talkie, yelling for 'Tockman'

"I am presently in control of eight of Central City's finest, three underpaid assistants, and two very brave civilian girls." The Clock King replied.

"You've got demands; I want to hear them. But first, let the civilians go." Replied the captain

"Would you prefer I sent them out alive or dead? Please be more specific." He paced "One helicopter, one vegetarian takeout meal, one laptop with eight gigabytes of RAM will be delivered on this roof at exactly 53 minutes and 27 seconds from now, or I shoot a hostage."

"There is a citywide blackout. I'm gonna need more time."

"Captain, you may delay, but time will not."

Nice quote.

"Benjamin Franklin," West stated.

"Very good, detective."

"End this now, and I'll talk to the D.A."

"It was your district attorney that denied me furlough so I could visit my dying sister one last time, say goodbye to her in person. That's time I'll never get back! So however long I have in this life, I promise not one second more will be spent in a prison cell."

Wow, this guy is crazy.

Thawne suddenly snuck up and tried to shoot him, Which resulted in him getting shot instead.

"An officer has just been shot 9.2 seconds ago. I'd pick up the pace in meeting my demands, Captain."

-Flashback-

I talked to Cisco for about an hour, afterward getting my testing done from Caitlin. Doctor Wells told me to talk to him after Caitlin tested me.

I walked into the usual lab, looking like I had been crying. "He-he fired me," I said, in almost a whisper.

Everyone just stared at me.

I left the room, whispering "Goodbye."

-Present day-

"Please, he's bleeding. You have to let us get him some help." Iris begged

"You'll stay where you are." He said, sitting on the stairs

"And while you're killing time, he's bleeding out." Detective West said. I couldn't find a voice to speak.

"As if you could kill time without wounding eternity." He spoke again, walking to Eddie

"Henry David Thoreau," West said with no thought.

The clock king commented on Detective West's work and finished making his way to Eddie. "A little battlefield trick. If he lives long enough to receive medical treatment, they'll know the exact time the tourniquet was applied." He dug his finger into Eddie's wound and wrote the time on his forehead "What? No 'thank you'?"

"They call you the clock king, right?" Iris asked. Part of me sighed, asking useless questions do nothing in terms of stalling.

"A somewhat florid appellation, but I've grown to see the humor in it." He simply answered. "How about you, Blondie? What's your name?"

"Sierra Winters," I whispered.

"So you can speak!" He exclaimed. "I like the sound of your voice, Blondie."

"You're going back to prison." I looked up at him

"Really? And how do you reckon?" He asked

"Because The Flash is coming," Iris spoke up.

"No. Her."

"Because if you don't one of us is gonna die and it sure as heck isn't gonna be me."

-Moments later-

"Early. You ever seen the city at night by helicopter? It's quite spectacular." runs off

When he came back, Iris by the arm.

"Tockman, no. No, don't do this, not her. No, take me, please." Detective West begged

"Something tells me you will not be a docile passenger. She will."

"Wait, wait! Let her say goodbye. This is her boyfriend lying here dying, and I think you and me both know that he probably won't make it. It's wrong that you didn't get to say goodbye to your sister. Give them what you deserved." There was a plan that I wasn't getting yet.

"You have 20 seconds." The Clock King said, unlocking her handcuffs.

They went upstairs. Shortly after, a gunshot went off.

Everything in me sighed of relief when I saw Iris walk down the stairs.

Savannah came to pick me up, I was too shaken up to leave by myself.
I went straight to bed.

I awoke at about 3:30 am, gasping for breath as I tried to calm myself down. I looked around, almost being blinded by light. I looked at the light switch. It's off?

The light got brighter as I clutched my head in fear, still trying my hardest to breathe.

The calmer I got, the light got dimmer.

What the heck?

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