Chapter 105: Running Flash
The boy was staring at him, with Wally's eyes. Barry looked at him and saw pure terror reflected back at him. Barry then looked at his hands and saw that they were both shaking, he tried to stop them from moving but couldn't. they moved closer and closer to Wally's chest and then they were inside Wally's chest. The boy's eyes widened and then he grunted and slumped down. Barry stared at his brother in law's corpse and wondered why he hadn't done anything to stop himself. The answer was reflected back at him though when he walked to the basin and stared into the mirror. His face was mangled, and red streaks were coming off of him.
"You're next!" He muttered to himself, watching transfixed as his face contorted and changed into Iris' face.
Barry shot up, his breathing heavy, his face wet with sweat. He turned to the side and saw Iris sleeping peacefully. He took a breath, then turned to the side and got out of the bed. He walked to the corridor, and then kept going until he was in the kitchen. He went to the sink and opened the tap. As the water ran out he stared at it and tried to get his breathing under control.
This was the third time in as many nights that he'd had this dream. Each time it ended the same way with his face changing to Iris', he had no idea what it meant, but it terrified him all the same. He took a breath, then he switched of the tap and wandered around the kitchen. There wasn't anything that needed to be moved or fixed, but he was up now and he knew from experience that he wouldn't be going back to sleep anytime soon.
Eventually, Barry sat down on one of the sofas in the living room and just stared at the wall. He knew why he felt like this. Ever since he'd heard or learned about Clark killing Billy, his mind had been uneasy. He agreed with what Clark was trying to achieve, but killing a child? That didn't sit right with him, and it shouldn't sit right with anyone. And yet, nobody else seemed bothered by it. Hal was busy chasing down Sinestro, Bruce and Diana were keeping the League together, Arthur was in Atlantis, and the others? Well they did whatever Bruce and Diana told them to.
It felt like only he was the one with the issue at what Clark did, even though Clark was away in the Fortress of Solitude. It had gotten to the point where Bruce had ordered him back to Central City and given him time off from the League. Hence why he was here, and why he was so restless, he supposed. Barry wanted to know what that dream meant, but he had no idea of figuring it out.
Barry sighed. This was an issue he'd have to resolve himself. He stood up, and decided he'd get to it first thing after breakfast. For now, he needed to go for a run. He left a note for Iris and then sprinted out of the house and into the street, hoping desperately that his issues would be resolved.
