Sara.
Sara was the last thing he saw before she ran, grabbing Mick's unconscious body, and running out of the building towards the Waverider.
His name was Leonard Snart, enemy of Central City's resident speedster, robber of atms... And one hell of thief.
As the time masters kept firing at him, he closed his eyes and savoured the taste of Sara's lips on his, the look in her eyes as he looked into her's, he closed his eyes trying to hold onto her features. The time masters walked around to face him, time master Druce stepped forward.
"Shut it down!" Leonard turned slightly, looking straight into his eyes. "Shut it down!" The time master screamed, Leonard could feel the heat from the Oculus around his arm.
"There are no strings on me."
He told them right before the Oculus blew, he felt like his insides were stretching and moulding and popping out of his body and back in again. He tried to open his mouth to scream from the pain, but it's like someone was holding his jaw closed, he couldn't speak or scream. He tried to open his eyes, but all he could see was blinding white light. The only noise he could hear was a faint screeching noise -like something you would hear as your ears popped- getting louder and louder until he felt like his head were going to explode.
Then suddenly it stopped he could hear bird's and his inside were slowly returning to normal though he could still feel the burn's on his skin, but he could bear them, he knew how thanks to his crappy father and childhood.
He opened his eyes his image was fuzzy and he could barely see straight, he was lying down on his stomach on a… Field? Maybe? His head hurt like hell he could feel the darkness creeping up on him, but right before he drifted unconscious, he saw a slightly fuzzy, tiny brown-tan creature in front of him.
A/N I know, a pretty small and crappy start, but I hope you'll stick with me this being my first fanfic and my first published story and all.