A/N- Okay I got a kinda depressing review from a guest who said that im being stupid and anyone can write shit like this as the characters are not in character. Okay, I know I said say whatever you want, but how many times have I said that of course they won't be in character if they haven't got their powers yet and they are teenagers…the whole dumb story is to get them in character. Yeesh. Anyway I hope that not all reviews are gonna follow his/her example. Oh well, can't please everyone. I know that some stories start of really interesting and then become extremely boring, I think this one is kinda the opposite of that. It keeps getting better in my head :D anyway, rant's over, here's The Fastest Man Alive.

CHAPTER 34- The Flash

EARTH-

Barry awoke, hazily hearing the words to Lady Gaga's Poker Face playing in the background. He heard voices. "Will you turn that off?"

"Hey, quiet, He likes this song!"

"How do you know?"

"I checked his FaceBook page."

Barry blinked once, then twice, and then jolted upright. "Where am I?! What happened to me?!"

A jolly looking Latino with locks brushing his shoulders and a twinkle in his eye stood next to a brunette with a soft, heart shaped face and a sad smile upon her lips. She helped Barry up.

"Barry Allen. We are from S.T.A.R Labs. My name is Caitlin Snow, and this is Cisco Ramone. You've been in a coma for 9 months."

"9MONTHS?!"

The Latino, Cisco, spoke up. "Hey, relax, kid, you're fine now, you were struck by lightning, I know, but you've recovered pretty well"

Caitlin interjected. "Yes. Your cells should have been ridiculously damaged but instead they are in a state of constant cellular regeneration. Did you understand any of that?"

Barry sighed. "Unfortunately, Yes. I'm known to be bit of a nerd." Sitting upright on the bed, he plucked out the IV's and data patches from his arms. He jumped off and felt strangely light. He saw his shirtless form in a mirror across the room. Constant Cellular Regeneration huh…CCR. Turning to Caitlin and Cisco, He spoke up. "Lightning gave me abs?"

"Yes, CCR remember? And you shouldn't even be able to have those muscles at your age. We need to see more data. We have to run some more tests on you."

Barry pulled on a T-shirt with the S.T.A.R Labs logo on it. "I feel fine." He went over to the door. "I'm sorry but I have to go."

Caitlin yelled out "Hey, Kid! We have to run more tests!"

But Barry was already out the door.

EARTH- BARRY'S HOME.

He had taken a taxi home, but didn't have any money on him, so he rang the doorbell thrice. Henry, grumbling, said through the door "Who's there? What dyou want?" As he opened it, he stopped mid sentence and relief flooded in his eyes. "Barry…"

He gave his son a hug, clasping tightly, trying to repress the tears of joy. Barry awkwardly shifted out of it, then pointed to the taxi down the street. "Umm…Dad….I don't have any money."

"Don't even worry about it, Bear."

"Please stop calling me that."

Henry smiled and paid the taxi driver. Barry went upstairs, that giddy lightness not leaving him. In his room, he changed into a loose red T shirt and jeans. Coming back downstairs, he saw his father waiting for him with a glass of water. Handing Barry the glass, Henry sighed and started to speak.

"Barry, you were in a coma for 9 months. You got hit by lightning, and the chemicals that had spilt in you burned your skin. You were unstable. It was scary. You would keep going into cardiac arrest, and whenever the doctors tried to stabilize you, the hospital's lights would flicker. I contacted S.T.A.R Labs and they took you in. They said you had undergone some…Metasis…or something. They said you might get weird powers, like those criminals in Central City, Those "Weather Wizard" and "Multiplex" and all those other "Metahumans" affected by the particle accelerator explosion there 3 years ago. They said that the same dark matter may have affected you…So now we have to wait and watch, whether you get weather controlling powers, or the ability to duplicate yourself, or some other wacko thing."

"Dad, I feel fine! Great, actually. I have abs! And I'm not skinny anymore!" That was true, actually. Barry now bordered on the lean and muscular type, but he still wasn't "ripped".

Henry frowned nervously. "Okay, I'll take your word for it. But if you feel anything, just let me know. Okay?"

"I promise."

"Okay now go play video games or whatever you wanna do. But you have a lot of homework to catch up on. 8th grade is almost over, you know…" Henry said, smiling.

Barry nodded, "Yeah sure" Thinking about school made him think of Iris. Does she remember me? Probably not, I barely talked to her…Distractedly, Barry went outside. Iris would usually be hanging out with her friends Diana and Lois near her apartment complex, walking around. He felt irrationally happy, and had no intention of being afraid of talking to her, after all, he had survived a potentially fatal lightning strike and possibly had badass "metahuman" powers, so talking to Iris would be no sweat.

He jogged down the porch, and stopped for a moment. It's not that far off that I have to bike, I'll walk. Besides, I need the exercise. He started walking, keeping a moderate pace, leisurely enjoying the fresh air. After a while, he changed his mind. I'll jog, I feel like jogging…

He stepped forward to increase his speed, and the world went into jelly. It was like bullet time in the matrix. He saw everything slow down and almost come to a stop. A bird flapping its wings midair, a car driving by moving at a snail's pace, and an old man sitting on his front porch that was in his rocking chair, frozen mid rock. Barry gasped, and the world came back to normal. The car passed by him. He turned to see it go. Turning back, he saw the old man was now steadily rocking and the bird had passed out of sight.

Barry took a deep breath and blinked once, then twice again. That was so dope…I need to go back to S.T.A.R Labs.

Turning around, he started running, slowly going faster and faster, until he realized he was passing the car that had gone by him half a minute ago. Skidding to a stop, Barry's eyes widened. I'm fast…

Cracking his knuckles and checking no one was around, he warmed his legs up and kneeled on the ground, ready to see just how fast he could go. He inhaled, and then exhaled deeply. Looking forward, Barry felt something crackling in his bloodstream, something powerful, something itching to be released. He followed this sensation and felt sparking in his muscles. Pushing off from the ground, Barry shot off like a rocket. The air rippled in protest as he cut through it like a knife through butter. It was the most amazing feeling Barry had ever felt. Unable to resist the temptation, Barry whooped loudly as he streaked past the houses in a flash of yellow lightning. "WHOHOOO!"

A/N-I took influence from CW's Flash, I know. :) Im trying to join together the best of the character. Barry Allen is totally cool and you can imagine what mischief he'll be getting into with super speed. I hope you liked the chapter and as always, you can say whatever you want, I promise I won't get angry, just depressed.