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Chapter Five

A Deal With the Flash

Snart

After about an hour, I checked in on Hartley, "How's it going?"

"Perfect timing. I found her." He pulled up a picture of a girl with brown hair with the tips dyed blue, "Marla McKinnon was working at her full-time job at the local music store when she got hit by the Particle Accelerator explosion. She was found unconscious, so she was brought to the hospital where she was discharged a week later." He chuckled, "She also quit last week, like she knew she was about to make it big."

"Got an address?"

He scoffed, "As if I didn't already send it to your phone."

"Good."

Grabbing my jacket and Cold gun, I made my way to Marla McKinnon's apartment.

It wasn't very far from the safe house and it was easy to make my way up to her door.

I knocked twice before letting myself in. The inside was as much as I expected from a recent college grad living alone: inexpensive furniture and kitchen supplies, unreasonable amounts of instant noodles.

"Smart, indeed." I mused as I found the secret wall in her cabinet, discovering where she stashed the cash.

I smirked as I heard the lock on the front door click and leaned against the wall leading to the kitchen.

I watched as Marla McKinnon huffed and threw her bag onto her couch. She jumped when she saw me.

"Jesus!" She caught her breath, "Who the hell are you?!"

I shrugged, "A fan of your work. My name is Leonard Snart, but you can call me Cold."

Her mouth dropped open slightly, "Like Captain Cold?!"

"Correct." I smirked, "Now, I'm impressed not only by your Metahuman abilities, I'm impressed by what you've done with them."

"Uh, thanks?"

I nodded slightly, "You're most welcome. I have a proposition for you."

"Proposition?"

"I have a merry band of criminals, the Rogues. I'd like you to join us. In return, I can put you up in a better apartment." I paused, "I'll even sweeten the deal a little more. I can give you an immunity of sorts with the Flash."

"Immunity with the Flash?"

I shrugged, "You don't hurt or kill anyone, he doesn't send you to prison."

"And why would he make that kind of deal with me?"

"Because it's the deal I have with him."

She let out a laugh, "Oh! I see! You know his name, don't you?"

"What makes you say that?"

"Because that's the only way he would've made that kind of deal with someone like you." She smirked.

I chuckled, amused by her bluntness, "Quite the charmer, aren't you?" She shrugged. "Do we have a deal?"

"Absolutely."

"Perfect. I'll go get that immunity for you."

S.T.A.R. Labs was a reasonable ride away from Marla's apartment. On top of that, it was still ridiculously easy to get into.

"Where are we at with identifying our mystery Meta?" I heard Barry ask.

Cisco sighed, "We're still narrowing down our list, but we do know that her ability has something to do with music. With the song she plays, she can put anyone to sleep. Like a siren." He clapped his hands together, "Siren! That's her name!"

"Cute. You still name them." I sauntered into the room, "You should really upgrade your security system."

Cisco forced a laugh, "We do!"

Barry sighed, exasperated, "What are you even doing here, Snart?"

I smirked at him, "So glad you asked, Barry. I'm here to make a deal."

"We already have a deal."

I walked up to the Flash suit, "So we do. I want to add to it."

He scoffed, "Yeah, right. Why would I do that?"

I turned to him, "Because I can give you what you really need right now. The name of you're latest Metahuman."

"And what would you want in return?" Dr. Snow asked.

"Simple. She's off limits. Sure, you can chase after her, maybe even catch her, but she doesn't get arrested. However, she'll keep to my terms, she hurts or kills anyone, you can arrest her. In return, I won't spill your name."

"Who is she?" Barry asked.

"Do we have a deal?"

"Who. Is. She." He demanded.

I raised my hands in peace, "I get it. Give you the name first." I crossed my arms, "Her name is Marla McKinnon. She was working at the local music store when the Particle Accelerator exploded. She was hit by the dark matter and was found unconscious. She was discharged from the hospital a week later. Do we have a deal?"

Barry eyes narrowed, "How'd you find her?"

"I have a guy who hacked the security footage from the bank, heard the audio, and looked up a young woman with some connection to music the night of the explosion who happened to be between twenty and twenty-five and who ended up in the hospital. Then I had them check that list against anyone who was in Central City Bank when it was robbed." I shrugged nonchalantly, "Easy."

"Should we even bother to ask why you want her off limits?" Cisco asked.

"Because I just recruited her for the Rogues. Told her I'd get a deal with the Flash."

"I want to talk to her. Make sure she is absolutely clear about the terms."

I smiled, "Fine. Let's go."

Marla

I tapped my computer keys, silently willing the blank document on my computer to be magically filled with words.

'Now that would be a useful power to have right about now.'

A knock at my door prompted a groan. Crawling out from under my Marauders Map throw blanket, I trudged over to the door.

I was somewhat surprised to find Leonard Snart on the other side when I opened it.

"You seem surprised to see me." He drawled.

I let out a laugh before letting him enter my apartment, "Yeah, well, I thought it was going to take longer to get a deal from the Flash."

He gave me a small bow, "Nothing to it. Although, there was a slight catch."

I narrowed my eyes, "What kind of catch."

"The kind that means I had to bring the Flash here so he could talk to you."

I groaned as I felt a rush of wind pass me, "Seriously?"

"Miss McKinnon." The Flash greeted me, his voice sounding distorted.

"No need to be so formal, Flash. Just call me Marla."

"Alright… Marla. So, Snart tells me that a condition to you joining the Rogues is a deal with me."

I crossed my arms and shrugged, "He added that bit on, I didn't necessarily need it. But, I will admit, it's definitely something I'm interested in."

"You know the rules to that deal?"

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, yeah, yeah. You and I are cool, meaning you don't send me to prison, unless I hurt or kill someone."

He sighed, "Almost. See, the full deal is that, if you hurt or kill anyone, both you and Snart go to prison. You good with that?"

I scoffed, "If I wasn't, then I wouldn't be here talking to you, now would I?" I flopped back down onto my couch, "Now, if that's all you needed from me, I'll see you around, Lightning Boy."

I heard him sigh before he ran out of my apartment. Laughing quietly, I looked up at Snart.

"So? What now?"

And that's that! Next chapter consists of Day One with the Rogues and meeting a few familiar faces!

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