So... I thought you, my dear readers, deserve an explanation for why I've been gone for so long. I've been currently barraged by story ideas and I've been working on them, you can read them if you go to my page, and some of my others have gone ignored for a while and I apologise. Secondly, I have not split the Supergirl storyline into a separate one because she will be involved with the Flash soon enough and then, when both are strong enough to stand on their own will the story's be split. Now, on to the next chapter.000000000000000000000000000000000
Nuclear, that was the last thing Barry wanted to hear about his brother. For the last two months he had begun to accept the fact that he was gone and wasn't coming back. Then all of a sudden he falls out of the sky. Things definitely had gotten weird within the last eleven months.
"All right Mr. Allen, we're going to wake Mr. Thawne now, you're welcome to join us, however if you wish not to I understand".
"It's fine Dr. Wells, I'll come with you". Harrison Wells looked at Barry and nodded, the knowing look on his face not escaping Barry. For a while Barry half suspected that Dr. Wells was keeping a secret and, after the murder of Simon Stagg, owner of Stagg industries, he felt that he needed to look into the background of Dr. Harrison Wells.
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Metropolis University: Cat Grant's Journalism Class
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Cat Grant looked out on her students. She had six in total. 'Pity', she thought, 'journalism isn't as popular as it used to be'. She held up a bundle of plastic folios in her left hand. "These are your assignments. I have taken the liberty of choosing them for you. You will have two weeks to research and right an article which, God knows, you need the time to get it right". She said this as she walked the front row handed out the folios. Kara Kent was the last stop. "See me after class Ms. Kent, you too Ms. Raines". Tobi Raines sensed the anger rise in Kara and gently placed her hand on Kara's shoulder. She didn't know what Ms. Grant wanted but, she hoped, it couldn't be bad. Could it?
The end of class came quickly for the pair and together they walked into Cat Grant's office. "First of all ladies', she began, 'this is entirely a business meeting. As you know I have given you a very unique subject matter".
"That's putting it lightly", Kara mumbled, which Cat ignored.
"There is a mysterious 'Streak' in Central City, going around doing good and saving the day. Your job is to investigate this thing, whatever it is, and if you do your job correctly it will be CatCo's next front page story".
"Central City? That's like, two states over Ms. Grant".
"Which is why I'm giving you two an extra week. Don't take my generosity for granted Ms. Kent, fail this assignment and you fail this course, you as well Ms. Raines. Now, here are your plane tickets, you leave in the next fourty eight hours. Use them wisely".
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"Central City Kara, can you believe it"? Despite Kara's current mood nothing was keeping Alex from flitting around packing her bags.
"Once again Alex, you're not coming".
"Nonsense, I already have my ticket", she said, proudly holding up the printed piece of paper.
"I still don't understand how you got a seat nest to me and Tobi".
"I've got my ways", she said, shooting Kara a cheeky smile.
"I'm serious Alex, I'm going to be working some serious hours to get the research and then putting it all together".
"I know, I've got some family there I'm visiting anyway".
Kara sighed, she knew she wasn't going to win this battle. It was going to be a long three weeks.
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Central City Picture News: Iris West's desk
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Ever since that night in the field Iris spent every spare second she head researching any and all sightings of what had become known as 'The Burning Man'. She spent every break she had at work on the internet checking out any sights that might be viable and somewhat trustworthy. None were. She was just logging out for her lunch break when her boss, Mason Bridge, approached with two young women about a year or two younger than her.
"Iris, this is Kara Kent and Tobi Raines. They're journalism students at MCU and they are writing an article on something right up your alley, I thought they could shadow you today".
"Today? Today's not really a good day".
"Ms. West", he said, using his superior tone, "I won't ask again".
Silently Iris agreed and led the two women to the bullpen and opened the conversation.
"So, what's this story about"?
"Well, the brunette began, "Our teacher has our class doing articles for our end of semester project and to us", she said indicating her and her friend, "we got a story on Central Cities streak".
"Really? Doesn't seem very news worthy"?!
"I know right"? The blonde interjected
"Well, I mean it is an interest of mine and...". Standing up Iris closed the door and the blinds.
"Okay, this is secret but, I've actually been hunting my own urban legend",
"Oh great", the blonde muttered.
"And I'm not sure, but I've got a friend in the Central City Police forensics department and, they just might be able to help".
"But, were just supposed to be writing an article, not actually finding this.. whatever it is".
"Rule number one of being a journalist Ms.."
"Raines", the brunette said, "Tobi Raines, and this is Kara".
"Girls, if you're not willing to get your hands dirty you're not going to make it in this business".
"Well then, what are we waiting for", Kara said, "Let's go find Bigfoot".
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"Julian, can I ask you a question"? Patty was sitting at her desk, apparently not having decided wether or not to look Julian in the eye.
"Whatever it is I'm sure I can answer".
"Would you...I don't know...Like to get coffee with me sometime"?
Julian looked up and removed his reading glasses.
"Would this happen to be a precursor to a date"?
"Well...it doesn't have to be, it could just be two friends hanging out together".
Julian let the silence hang in the air before he answered.
"Well, I have just been made aware of the fact that I actually do have friends so, yes Ms. Spivot, I will have a coffee with you".
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C.C. Jitters was the go-to spot for college students and on the go moms and business people late for a meeting, but still in need of a good kick of energy that they later regret with an energy crash. Julian Albert wasn't a big fan, but seeing how happy Patty was, it was enough for him to let it slide. Secretly he did like Patty, but his life growing up wasn't filled with love and adoration from his parents. Far from it, he had grown up depending on nobody but himself, and now it was like his core beliefs were being challenged. But he knew that Iris was right, he needed to get out and be more open.
As Julian and Patty waited in line, Iris Kara and Tobi were upstairs going over some papers and printoffs Iris had in her briefcase.
"These", Iris began, placing some pictures on top, "have been taken over the past nine months by cellphone cameras, surveillance cameras, ATM cameras, cameras all around the city. Most have been posted online, some I...well, let's just say I have a friend in the CCPD who owed me a favor".
"Must have been some favor", Kara said, taking a drink of her coffee.
"Anyway, there are more than enough pictures where you can make out a person on fire, that's not the problem, the problem is finding out how he came to be that way".
"How do you know it's a he"? Tobi was taking down notes of everything Iris said.
"Because, about a month ago he saved my life".
"During that freak storm you guys had"?
"Yeah, the Weather Wizard, that's what we call the guy that caused the storm, was about to kill me when the Burning Man came out of the sky and saved me".
"Sounds like a nice way of saying he murdered the guy without a fare trial", Kara said bluntly.
"Whatever it is he did. he saved my life", Iris said defensively. Kara continued to stare at Iris, putting together a puzzle that just didn't make sense.
"How do you know this isn't a hoax", Kara said, baiting Iris emotionally.
"Because, almost eleven months ago S.T.A.R. Lab's particle accelerator exploded and not to long after reports of odd things began to pop up all over. At first it was written off as some sort of post traumatic stress that people were dealing with, but now after the Weather Wizard and this guy could create multiple duplicates of himself and another who could turn himself into gas? We are dealing with a new brand of human here. And I want to find the truth.
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