Disclaimer; I own all characters in this work, so hah! I don't, however,
own the name The Flash.
**This is merely the prologue for a story I have planned, incorporating Elseworlds into the DCU. It features a lot of speedsters, and a serious power-up for the flash. Read and review, please, if you'd like me to continue with the story! **
William Hawke is The Flash. The fastest man alive. A criminal feared the entire world over for his vicious killings and numerous crimes. He can run almost at the speed of light, lift a tank above his head, and travel back and forth through time. And he is scared out of his mind.
There are no other speedsters alive. He has killed them all, making sure there is nobody left who can stop him. And yet here he is, approaching the light speed barrier, and he can still hear the thunderous footsteps getting closer and closer.
With a burst of speed borne of terror, he pushes himself forward, and with a flash of light, he crosses the light barrier and enters the speed force. It is beautiful, the most wondrous thing he has ever seen. Still running, he gazes around at his surroundings even as he feels his body start to lose its structure, transforming into pure kinetic energy, raw speed. Pushing further and further, he has forgotten his pursuer. But they have not forgotten him.
By now he has become a force of speed, pushing forward at billions of miles an hour. He is so fast he has lost all sense of himself, become nothing more than movement. Then a hand is thrust into him. Suddenly, he is back in himself, as the speed grows and grows.and he is absorbed by whoever is chasing him.
There is a screeching noise as he digs in his heels, leaving a trench from one coast of America to the other, passing through a lot of buildings and people on the way, but he doesn't care. Another speedster absorbed, yet more power and speed. William Hawke is gone, his speed just another part of this mysterious stranger.
With eyes flashing as purple lightning storms rage inside them, he smiles, and begins to run again, but this time without moving. It's a difficult trick, moving so fast that you rip a hole through into another dimension, and as he builds up speed, a glowing hole appears beneath his feet, and he drops through.
**This is merely the prologue for a story I have planned, incorporating Elseworlds into the DCU. It features a lot of speedsters, and a serious power-up for the flash. Read and review, please, if you'd like me to continue with the story! **
William Hawke is The Flash. The fastest man alive. A criminal feared the entire world over for his vicious killings and numerous crimes. He can run almost at the speed of light, lift a tank above his head, and travel back and forth through time. And he is scared out of his mind.
There are no other speedsters alive. He has killed them all, making sure there is nobody left who can stop him. And yet here he is, approaching the light speed barrier, and he can still hear the thunderous footsteps getting closer and closer.
With a burst of speed borne of terror, he pushes himself forward, and with a flash of light, he crosses the light barrier and enters the speed force. It is beautiful, the most wondrous thing he has ever seen. Still running, he gazes around at his surroundings even as he feels his body start to lose its structure, transforming into pure kinetic energy, raw speed. Pushing further and further, he has forgotten his pursuer. But they have not forgotten him.
By now he has become a force of speed, pushing forward at billions of miles an hour. He is so fast he has lost all sense of himself, become nothing more than movement. Then a hand is thrust into him. Suddenly, he is back in himself, as the speed grows and grows.and he is absorbed by whoever is chasing him.
There is a screeching noise as he digs in his heels, leaving a trench from one coast of America to the other, passing through a lot of buildings and people on the way, but he doesn't care. Another speedster absorbed, yet more power and speed. William Hawke is gone, his speed just another part of this mysterious stranger.
With eyes flashing as purple lightning storms rage inside them, he smiles, and begins to run again, but this time without moving. It's a difficult trick, moving so fast that you rip a hole through into another dimension, and as he builds up speed, a glowing hole appears beneath his feet, and he drops through.