Barry's pov
I was enjoying talking to Pan, especially excited now that I knew he was family. I could not believe it.
"Why did no one mention you before?"
He sat down next to me, sighing
"Family fallout. But it's ok. Now I have you to keep me company."
I thanked him for the sentiment, then looked at my great-great-grandfather. once he was not looking. I was deep in thought. I am the protector of the city considered ground zero for the impossible, so I have seen a lot of crazy in my day; but this was just another level. Fairytales are real, and I am related to most of the people I once thought were simply storybook characters. And I was in the home of one of my favorite characters; who just so happened to be my great-great-grandfather. That's just downright crazy. Not to mention he was not as much as a good guy as the media portrayed him for the kids.
I was trying to get him to switch sides, even though I could tell this was annoying him bit by bit. But I simply could not give up on family. Suddenly, he exploded
"I am happy and powerful just the way I am! Especially since you are stuck here with me, for good!"
I inwardly began to panic at the latter part of his outburst
"You're bluffing"
He grinned, and it was so evil a smirk that I felt sick to my stomach
"I'm bluffing? The exit is guarded by magic you do not comprehend. Not with that brain of yours or with Rumplestiltskin's help. You cannot fly without my help or the help of fairies; and they are not here."
I let a smirk of my own curl on my lips
"But I can run and open up the portals to get back to Storybrooke."
He laughed maniacally for a few minutes, leaving me incredibly uneasy, then he wiped the tears of laughter from his eyes and revealed, much to my demise
"I know about how your speed works. I know about your powers. Try to even phase your hand."
I tried a few times, none of them successful; confused until I saw the cave had been embedded with meta power dampening tech; much like the cells in the pipeline back at STAR Labs. I was doomed. My family is expecting me to run back to them in Storybrooke, they don't know to come to my rescue, and I cannot tell them to. And even if I could, I am not so sure if they could defeat Pan. Outwit him. I am doomed.
