In the deepest part of space, located between Uranus and Neptune. Surrounded by a giant field of positive matter, which illuminated the night sky in bright blue. The planet itself was undamaged, as if the final battle of the Cybertronians had never happened. The walls of the buildings were fine and polished, and the citizens were fine and happy. Many autobots had taken refuge on the protected planet, while autobots like Optimus Prime, Bumblebee, Ratchet, Sideswipe, and Arcee stayed on Earth as representatives.

Ender and Valentine had taken permanent residence on what would be Luisitania, with Ender having already released the Formics into the wild, as well as discover the truth regarding the Pequeninos. Barry had delivered the Recolada, and had helped distribute it around the entirety of the planet.

Carter Hall (Hawkman), Red Tornado, Nate Heywood (Steel), Gypsy, Helena Bertinelli (Huntress), and Christopher Blitz (Flashman) had permanently taken residence on Mars, forming their own team of superheroes. Team Legends, which really confused Barry and Oliver.

Sam Witwicky and Carly Spencer had moved to Paris, France under the protection of the Haloverse's Noble team, taken out of time to remain alive. Optimus Prime and Bumblebee were disappointed, but in the end decided it was best that Sam and Carly got a fresh start. They had been through a lot over the past four years.

The date was August 15th, three months since Barry's visit to the Autobots and the Hogwarts students. He now sat in his office, located on the very top floor of the Allen Enterprise. Working on a new planetary defense system, which would fuse both positive and strange matter, resulting in what is known as exotic matter, a property that pushed away positive matter...or strange matter.

"Cortana, widen the range of the field by...0.4617 kilometers," Barry watched as the field suddenly increased in size, roughly three times farther away as the Planetary Defense Ring. "Ok, now what are the chances that another wave of antimatter or strange matter could get in?"

"19.0246%, Barry," Cortana said. "I would recommend lacing the shield with small portions of dark matter, decreasing the chance of entry to 7.92%," Barry grinned, slowly placing dark matter on the shield as the percentage decreased. "Mr. Allen, I recommend strengthening the barrier around the seventeen entryways. Force entegrity ten percent less in those areas,"

"No, if I strengthen it, the ports would break under the...tension. Would I be able to place a ring of exotic matter around the ports? Perhaps seal the tension?" Barry asked, receiving his answer as the percentage dropped to 3.41%. "Great, ok. So...now that we have the model, all we need to do is enhance its structure integrity, and increase the size. What are the chances that it breaks through the Sol Wall?" asked Barry.

"Back to 7.92% Barry," Cortana said.

"Great, Gideon. Can you save the details to the suit, I'm going to have to build this thing from memory," said Barry as he got up from his desk. His suit materialized around his body as his assistant Josh walked into the room. "Hey Josh, gonna need you to cover me for Patty. She's coming over, and I got a thing,"

"Gotcha boss," Josh said as Barry left the room, before disappearing in thin air. He reappeared milliseconds later outside of the Sol System, planets and mini-planets laid out in front of him. With the flick of his hand, an entire barrier of green energy surrounded the systems, with seventeen clear and defined ports, each of which blocked by their own exotic matter field.

Barry smiled, before contacting Cortana, Gideon, and Jane. "Cortana, send the files over to the UNSC, as well as the International Fleet. Gideon, contact everyone in the Orion Arm of the galaxy, and send them the files. Jane, call Ender and tell him about the field. He'll tell the Formics and then the Pequeninos,"

"Got it," All three said at once, each following their orders as they tapped into the ansible, contacting the UNSC, IF, Starfleet, Alterra, the Thousand Worlds, Ender, as well as the Legends. "Okay…" Barry reappeared seconds later on the surface of Cybertron, where Sideswipe was waiting.

"'Bout time you got here kid," Sideswipe said in annoyance as he leaned up against a wall.

"Ok, first of all, I'm as old as the Multiverse itself, so a long fucking time. Second of all, shut the fuck up. Thirdly, why did you call?" Barry asked in even more annoyance.

"Fine, sorry. Jeez. Anyway, the Decepticons are -"

"Done, anything else?" Barry asked, his mind drifting in boredom as Sideswipe sighed. The autobot shook his head. "You know? I really hate it when you do that,"

"Oh, I know. But it's still cool," said Barry. "Besides, it's more fun than speeding around all of the time. Optimus and the others aren't having any problems, so I guess it's just here,"

"Right on, see you later red," Sideswipe said before transforming into a car, driving off into the distance. Barry sighed, disappearing from the planet, and reappearing on Earth. He made his way back to his desk, taking a seat before releasing a sigh.

TWO DAYS LATER; August 17th, 2012

All was normal in Central City, Barry Allen, Diana Prince, Kara Danvers, and Iris West all lay asleep in bed, their arms draped around each other. Optimus Prime and Bumblebee continued to recon the city, their hopes to catch Megatron at an all time high. After the battle of Chicago, Megatron had dropped off of the grid, with the Autobots hot on his trail.

Julian Delphiki and Sarah Palmer of the UNSC had decided that as a colony, Venus needed internal protection as well. Taking with them Fireteam Osirus, Mazer Rackham, Alai, Robert Reynolds, Megan Morse, and Doctor Fate. This group of extraordinary people formed the Legion of Superheroes, who would forever protect Venus and its people.

Courtney Whitmore, Ray Palmer, Flash Thompson, Hyrum Graff, Dink Meeker, and Han Tzu had made their way to the newly colonized Ceres. The planet had been terraformed a month before, being the fourth planet to be colonized in the Sol System. They had been dubbed by Cat Grant as the Hero Squad, which has seemingly stuck throughout the galaxy. Barry himself was spread throughout the Megniverse, one of him for every nanosecond. Trillions of Barry's moved through the Megniverse, each version trying desperately to cure the universe from the Kharaa Bacterium, as well as altering timelines, and repairing broken universes. His efforts against the Araimians had been successful, pushing back their forces as he developed the bacteria.

His prime form, which currently lay asleep in bed, surrounded by three gorgeous women, suddenly awoke. He made his way out of the bed, his mind set on the changing world as he entered the large lab in his mansion. "Cortana, I need you to hack into the Starfleet database, they've interacted with the Araimian's,"

"Got it, boss," Cortana said, before disappearing into the nets. Barry sighed, his head resting on his hand as he thought. "Gideon, I need you to talk to the folks at STAR Labs, get them working on recreating Enzyme 42," Gideon nodded, before falling back into the terminal. "Jane, contact Ender and the Pequeninos and tell them about our problem. Hopefully the Formics' hive mind can come up with something,"

"Mr. Allen, the universe has been infected with 71.62% of the Kharaa Bacterium. I recommend taking action immediately, before the bacterium begins to enter the Milky Way. I recommend the Outside as a possible way to create the enzyme," Gideon said.

"Dear god, you're a fucking genius Gideon. The enzyme didn't come up in the Alterra blueprints, cause they don't know it exists," He disappeared, and reappeared a moment later with the blueprints from the future. "Ok, I need Eyes Plant Seed, Fungal Sample, Ghost Weed Seed, Sea Crown Seed, and a Bulb Bush Sample. He snapped his fingers, the samples suddenly appeared on his desk.

Barry reached into his desk, pulling a habitat builder out of his desk. He aimed it at the wall, and fabricated a fabricator on said wall. Connecting his personal PDA to the fabricator he easily found the blueprints, and pressed print, grinning as a bottle of the enzyme suddenly materialized. "Well done Mr. Allen," Gideon said.

"We're not done. For some reason, I and other parabrahmans can't create the enzyme. We need to produce it naturally. A factory of sorts...I got it," He bent down, speed sketching the production plant he had in mind before dropping the plant. The five materials will appear from these wormholes, each dropping into a giant tank or giant fabricator, which would create millions of gallons worth of the enzyme. The enzyme would then ship to starships, would would spread it during travel,"

He pictured the production plants, every single miniscule detail, before waving his hands. Barry sensed as millions of these plants spread throughout the universe, some storing it, others spinning at great speeds as they spread the enzyme. "What next Barry?" Cortana asked.

"Now...we wait,"

TWO WEEKS LATER

On August 31st, 2012, Barry Allen sat in the middle of the William McKinley High School for Performing Arts. Sitting with him in the seats were Kara Danverse, Artie Abrams, Tina Cohen-Chang, Sam Evans, Finn Hudson, Rachel Berry, Kurt Hummel, Blaine Anderson, Quinn Fabray, Noah Puckerman, Mike Chang, Santana Lopez, Brittany Pierce, and Mercedes Jones. He had never left high school in this timeline, seeing as he would still be going in the next year as Junior at McKinley.

He hadn't remembered still being in high school, so he assumed he had just forgotten it. "Umm, Mr. Schue...I get why Barry and I are here, but...why everyone else?" Finn asked.

"Well, I was hoping to get a little reunion in place here before school starts back up next month, and...maybe a few songs," Schuester said enthusiastically.

"Um...wait, what did you mean by you knowing why you and Barry are here?" Kurt asked.

"Well, you see -" Finn started, only to be cut off by Barry.

"My friend Finn here is saying that he and I will be co-captaining the glee club this year," Barry said simply. "Mr. Schue has a lot on his plate as principal, and he needs some help," The others stared at the two in stunned silence, jealousy/happiness wafting throughout the room.

"So...you're a teacher now?" Puck asked.

"Umm...sort of," Schuester said. "I mean, Barry is qualified, having gone to Command School as well as Starfleet and Alterra Academies. He knows the material, and he and Finn work well together. He doesn't have a degree, but the superintendent is happy with the arrangement. So, Barry and Finn will be leading the fight to Nationals this year,"

"So, he can give me detention next year?" Brittany asked, receiving a nod from Schuester and Barry. "Man...that's messed up, he's our age,"

"Yes, I am fully aware of the fact I am seventeen. However, did any of you leave your home and families at the age of six to fight in a war you shouldn't have to fight? Graduate nine years early from Command School? Graduate from Starfleet Academy and Trans-Gov Academy years early? Attend highschool at the age of thirteen, and graduate at the age of fifteen?" He received head shakes, and a lying nod from Brittany.

Mr. Schue clapped his hands together, before turning to "Ok. So, for our gleeunion -"

THREE DAYS LATER

The night before the school years start, Barry and Finn sat on a couch located in the living room of the Allen Mansion, talking away about lesson plan."So, I was thinking after Britney 2.0, we can do Grease. I mean, it's how I got into the New Direction's, so maybe that would be fun," Finn said. Barry grinned, remembering the same conversation he had had with Finn roughly a year ago.

Barry sighed. "Or...Grease is kind of long. So...we extend it into the fall musical," Barry pitched, already knowing it would happen anyway. "We can get Artie to direct, cast a couple weeks from now, and then do all of that. What do you think?"

"I think you're a genius man," Finn said as he wrote down 'Grease: Fall Musical' on a piece of paper. "Ok, so we got Brit 2.0, Grease, what else? Oh! What if we do a superhero themed lesson? Since...you know...we're superheroes," said Finn.

"That's a good idea, but...maybe we should make it duets, so that way the kids can get a feel for each others personalities, and become more...dynamic," Barry said, as Finn wrote down 'Dynamic Duet's: Superhero Edition' on the paper. "And maybe we can get some of the others to come back for coaching purposes. You know, like Quinn, Santana, Rachel. That way the newbies have a similar personality they can bounce off of," Finn grinned, writing down 'Alumni Return'.

Barry scribbled down 'Thanksgiving?' on the board, before showing it to Finn, who gave him a questioning look. "Sectionals are on Thanksgiving. So...should we do something before? Or...what it the alumni come that week, give the kids a push in the right direction,"

"Genius," Finn said as he scribbled 'before Sectionals' next to 'Alumni Return'. "So, we recruit this week. Then Britney 2.0. Then the Presidential Debate, which we can do anything during. Then we'll do some team exercises as a group. Then Grease auditions. Then Grease. Then Dynamic Duets. Then we'll get the alumni to give everyone a pep talk, then...Sectionals. Looks like we have everything up to Sectionals man!" Finn said as he and Barry exchanged a high five.

"So...looks like the New Direction's are back in business!" Barry exclaimed.

SOMEWHERE

Sitting in the middle of a large table, sat Eobard Thawne, or the Reverse-Flash. Handcuffed to the table, he sat in silence, staring at the table as footsteps approached. "Thawne. Thawne. Thawne," The voice said mockingly as a figure began to circle him. "Do you truly believe I saved you from that explosion to...what? Create a group of villian-friends? No. No. I don't need friends, I need power. Your connection to Barry Allen is a very important one, seeing as it gives you access to both the negative and positive Speed Forces,"

"SCREW OFF!" Thawne shouted, blood slightly pouring from his mouth. "YOU WON'T GET ANYTHING FROM ME!"

"Oh, no. Not willingly...but I don't care about that. No. I care about taking your power. All of it. That's why I brought this," The figure pulled out a device, showing it to Eobard, whose face turned sour in remembrance. "Ah, yes. You remember this don't you? The device you used to take over Harrison Wells' body,"

"No. No. YOU CAN'T DO THIS! I CAN HELP YOU!" Eobard shouted in desperation, pulling on his meta-cuffs. The figure merely laughed, before continuing. "The device has been upgraded to pull the Speed Force from speedsters cells, much like the device the Harrison Wells of Earth 2 created to defeat Zoom. Not only that, but it will give me the face you're wearing now. The face of Barry Allen,"

"No. No! Let me help!" Eobard shouted. Having enough, the figure placed one needle into his chest, before jamming the other into Thawne. The figure grinned excitedly as the life was pulled from Thawne's body, leaving a decayed shell of a body, which slumped onto the ground.

The figure stepped out of the shadows, revealing a large muscular man, with blonde hair, and golden eyes. His appearance slowly shifted to that of Barry Allen as he grinned. "Thawne. Zoloman. Savitar. DeVoe. Bloodwork. Darkseid, and even Evig...are no match. Barry Allen, Earth, Megniverse...watch out. You are about to get the ride of your life,"