The reason why I'm skipping to this episode is because my story kinda cancels out episode 5 (obviously) and there really wasn't anything I could add to episodes 6 and 7. Admittedly there's not a ton of new stuff here, but what is here will stand out I assure you. Enjoy!

It was a stormy night outside the Queen Consolidated applied sciences building. As two security guards were making their rounds, they heard a strange sounding thud emanating from the door.

"What was that?" one of them asked.

As the two approached the door, it began to creak and rattle. Suddenly, a dent formed on the door, as if someone had punched it from the other side. As the two guards drew their guns, the door was hit again. Finally, the door fell to the ground, revealing a man in a black mask. The guards tried shooting at him, but it seemed ineffective. The masked man then shoved the guard, causing him to fly into some barrels and knocking him out. Before the second one could even make a move, the man grabbed him by the throat and picked him up into the air. He then threw the guard into a metal container before he fell to the ground out cold. Leaving the masked man free to do what he had went there to do.

…

The next morning, Oliver was not having the best of days. Even though his mother was acquitted of her charges, she wasn't exactly welcome back at the company. The break in at the applied sciences building didn't make things any better.

"This door was made of expanded reinforced titanium." Diggle informed as they were surveying the crime scene. "What did they use to do this?"

"I'm not sure yet." Quinten admitted walking over to them. "No sign of any explosives. Maybe a crane? Maybe a forklift? I'm guessing there was at least three of them, maybe four. Given how quick they got in and out of here, they were fast. Any idea what these guys were so hot to break in here for? Didn't happen to leave a spare earthquake machine lying around did ya?"

Oliver turned to Quinten, giving him an irritated look.

"Sorry." Quinten apologized as another officer walked up.

"This is what we were able to pull off the security cameras." He said showing him the footage on a tablet.

Oliver and the others looked to see a man in a mask grabbing a crate and throwing it at the camera with incredible strength, destroying it. This discovery was startling to say the least.

"This was the only guy we got on video." The officer informed. "The rest of the crew must've come in after him."

"Actually it was just one guy." A voice corrected.

Everyone turned to see a young man, probably in his twenty's, entering the area.

"Sorry I'm late." He apologized. "Well actually, my train was late. Well the second one. The first one I did miss. Though to be fair, that was my cab drivers fault. I got this great traffic app and… well he thought he was right. But I'm here now though, so."

"Great. Who the hell are you?" Quinten asked.

"And do your parents know that you're here?" Oliver added, somewhat mockingly.

"I'm Barry Allen." He introduced, fishing out his badge. "I'm from the Central City Police Department. I'm with the Crime Scene Investigation unit. We're working on a case with some similar unexplained elements in Central City. So when the report of your robbery came over the wire my captain sent me up here."

Oliver just gave a dubious look to Barry in response, giving him an uneasy feeling.

"And you think one guy ripped through this door like it was tin foil?" Quinten asked, skeptical.

"One very strong guy, yeah." Barry answered before pressing a few buttons on a table of his own. "It takes about 1,250 foot pounds of torque to break someone's neck."

He then showed a photo of one of the dead guards.

"See the marks on the guard's neck?" he asked. "The bruising pattern suggests the killer used only one hand."

He noted Oliver's shocked look.

"I', guessing you don't know how hard it is to break someone's neck." He remarked.

"Hmm." Oliver asked, snapping back to reality. "No, no idea."

"Uh," the second officer spoke up, getting Oliver's attention. "We're gonna need a list of the entire inventory to find out what was stolen."

"Actually I think I know what was stolen." Barry interjected. "A centrifuge. An industrial centrifuge.

He started walking over to a certain area of the building with everyone following.

"Probably the Cord Enterprises 2BX-900." He guessed. "Maybe the sixth series. Both have a three column base."

They then came up to a set of broken bolts on the ground where the centrifuge most likely was.

"There," he pointed out. "You can see the three sets of broken bolts where the thief just ripped it out of the ground."

"And what exactly is a centrifuge?" Quinten asked.

"It separates liquids." Felicity explained. "The centripetal acceleration causes denser substances to separate out along the radial direction."

"The lighter objects move to the top." Barry simplified.

"What did you say your name was?" Felicity asked, seeming interested.

"Barry. Allen."

"Felicity. Smoak."

Oliver gave another mistrusting look, causing Barry to snap back to reality.

"Um, you can see the cracks heading towards the door." He continued. "Footsteps. One guy. "

Oliver walked past and knelt down to get a good look at the prints.

"Anyway it's just a theory." Barry admitted. "One… backed by a lot of evidence."

"There has to be another explanation." Quinten insisted.

"We've dealt with our fair share of crazy stuff in Central City. Barry countered as Quinten walked over to Felicity. "But yeah, I'm sure you're right." Barry admitted

"You might want to fill in our mutual friend in on this." He suggested quietly.

"Don't worry." She reassured. "Sure he's already on it."

Oliver meanwhile was still near the ground looking at the broken bolts, thinking of something that hadn't come to mind in a long time.

…

Back at the Queen Consolidated offices, Oliver was looking out the window thinking about the robbery last night when Diggle came up.

"Oliver, got the final inventory from applied sciences." Diggle reported. "Turns out that CSI from Central City was right. The only thing missing is a centrifuge."

"You have to see this." Felicity said entering the room. "I pulled up CC traffic camera footage from across the street of applied sciences. This is three minutes after the alarm went off."

Felicity held up her tablet showing security footage of the masked man carrying the centrifuge over his shoulder with his bare hands, much to the astonishment of the others. While this was playing, Oliver casually looked up to see Barry entering the room.

"Can we help you with something detective?" Oliver asked, causing the others to turn in Barry's direction."

"Oh CSI's aren't actually detectives." Barry corrected wheeling in a briefcase. "We don't even carry guns. Just some plastic baggies."

Barry chuckled a bit at that, with Felicity joining in.

"Uh, where should I set up my equipment?" he asked.

"I'll show you." Felicity volunteered.

"What's going on?" Oliver asked interrupting them.

"Your assistant said that you preferred to keep the investigation in house," Barry explained "so I cleared it with my captain to give you a hand."

Felicity turned back to a slightly irritated looking Oliver. The two stepped aside to discuss the matter at hand.

"What are you doing?" Oliver asked.

"We need to find this intruder." Felicity rationalized. "And he seems to know more about it ttan any of us."

Oliver still seemed skeptical about this.

"Look, forensic science isn't exactly my forte so… I'd say we need him. Wouldn't you?"

Oliver looked back at Barry for a moment before turning back to Felicity.

"Mhm." He replied reluctantly.

With that, Felicity turned back to Barry and walked over to him.

"I'll show you around." Felicity offered.

As the two walked off, Oliver and Diggle were left standing there pondering a few things.

"Why am I getting the feeling you know more about this than Felicity's new friend?" Diggle guessed, noting Oliver's face

"Pray I'm wrong." Oliver replied.

…

Back at the applied sciences building, Barry activated a special blue light around the spot where the centrifuge was stolen. Felicity looked on in confusion as Barry knelt down to ground level.

"What exactly are you looking for?" Felicity asked

" Your thief's shoes touched the ground," he explained as he swabbed the ground. "Which means he tracked in dozens of clues as to where he's been the past few days."

After a bit of work, he finally came up with a sample.

"Got ya." He said as he carried it over to the table and placed it in a scanning device "Shouldn't take long."

As the two waited for results, Barry decided to ask Felicity something that had been bugging him for a while

"So you've seen him, right?" he asked, The Green Arrow?"

The question caught Felicity off guard.

" I read that he saved you." He told her. "What was he like?"

"Green." Felicity responded bluntly.

"Green." Barry repeated fascinated. "That's interesting, right? I mean, why green? Black would be better for stealth, and urban camouflage. Me, personally… I think that he trained in some sort of like forest or jungle environment, and the green is a nod to that."

"I don't give the vigilante much thought." Felicity quickly dismissed, desperate to change the subject.

"I have a bit." He admitted, switching off the light. "Like, police reports show that he uses carbon arrows, but if he switched to an aluminum carbon composite, he would have far better penetration.

"Maybe he thinks he penetrates just fine." Felicity countered.

"Do you want to know something else?" Barry asked. "I think that he has partners."

This surprised Felicity a bit, but she didn't let on.

"Definitely someone with a background in computer sciences." Barry resumed.

"Yeah." Felicity let out slightly irritated. "Why are you so interested in the Vigilante?"

"I just admire his work." Barry told her. "Someone who could get out there and do whatever he could to help people. Even when the police couldn't."

That surprised Felicity a bit, and Barry could tell she wanted clarification.

"When I was 11, my mom was murdered." He told her.

"I'm so sorry." She replied.

"They never caught the guy who did it." He continued. "Maybe he would have."

At that moment, the computer started beeping signifying that the results were located.

The soil." Barry observed, looking at the computer. "There's a crystalline structure in it."

He typed a bit more and found a very interesting residue in the sample.

"That's weird." He let out.

"What's weird?" Felicity asked.

"It's sugar." Barry responded.

…

Earlier that day, Roy had received a text from Sin about some kind of emergency, so he and Thea went to the alley behind Verdant to find out what it was

"Sin," Roy greeted. "You said this was an emergency."

"No offense," Sin replied turning to Thea. "but Thea, you shouldn't be here."

"In the alleyway of the club I own?" Thea countered.

Unable to come up with a response, Sin relented and told them both what was going on.

"It's my friend Max." she told them. "He's missing. I haven't seen him for a week, no one has. Something happened to him. I figured you knew someone who could help."

"Roy can help you." Thea offered before Roy could respond.

This offer caught both him and Sin off guard.

"I thought you wanted me to stay out of trouble." Roy recalled.

"I kind of like that you never turn away from someone who needs help." Thea complimented. "I'll just get someone to cover the club."

"What do you mean?" Roy asked, very confused.

"Oh, I'm coming with you." She told him before walking off, leaving him both worried and irritated.

…

"Found something?" Oliver asked, walking over to Felicity and Barry.

"We found something." Felicity confirmed.

"There were trace amounts of sucrose and a speck of dirt the killer dragged in here on his boot." Barry reported.

"Which got me thinking." Felicity picked up, "There's a sugar refinery two miles from here. The land around it is suffused in waste sugar. So I checked. Their delivery truck was stolen a few days ago."

"Their truck matches the make and model of the truck the thief used to steal the centrifuge." Barry informed.

"Can you track the vehicle?" Oliver asked.

"We've been trying." Felicity replied.

Just then, the computer started beeping, getting everyone's attention.

"What was that?" Oliver inquired.

"You're not gonna believe this," Felicity remarked as she looked at the screen. "The truck. It was just used to rob a blood bank."

"Are you sure?" Oliver asked.

"Yeah." Felicity confirmed. "Our guy made off with 30,000 ccs of O-negative."

"Wait super strength, likes blood?" Diggle asked. "Please don't tell me we suddenly believe in vampires."

"I'll get this information to the police." Barry volunteered.

"I'll take care of it." Oliver responded.

"Won't be any trouble." Barry insisted as he walked off.

"Before you go," Oliver stopped. "You said you were working a similar case in Central City right?"

Barry froze up a bit.

"Yeah um…" Barry tried to respond. "I mean it has… similar elements. Yeah similar in that… regard. Look I should get going."

"Of course." Oliver replied as he and Diggle walked off as well. "I want you to look into this Allen kid. I'm getting the feeling there's more to him than he's letting on."

"I don't know. His intentions seemed pretty clear to me." Diggle remarked. "Unless you have reason to be concerned."

"What? Of Felicity liking someone?" Oliver asked. "Of course not.

"Oh right. You prefer girls inn skin tight leather beating the crap out of criminals." Diggle joked.

"Just do it, please." Oliver insisted.

"Oliver when are you gonna tell me what exactly we're up against?" Diggle asked, now sounding serious.

Oliver just walked away in silence, leaving a very frustrated Diggle in the dust.

…

The stolen sugar truck moved down the street at terminal speeds, with its driver determined to reach its destination. Right behind it however, Green Arrow pulled up on his bike, determined to end the thief's plan before it started. After a bit of swerving from both drivers, Arrow fired an arrow at the thief's rear view mirror and pulled on the opposite side of him. The thief looked over to see him but to his surprise, there was nothing there except an empty bike speeding away. Suddenly, Arrow swung down from the roof and kicked the thief. He retaliated by punching Arrow in the chest, causing him to nearly fall off the truck. Arrow quickly pulled himself back up and punched the thief several times in the face, but the thief just turned back towards him as if he hadn't been punched in the first place. The thief grabbed him by the arm and flung him onto the hood of the truck. He then punched through the windshield and pulled him inside. Green Arrow then took out an arrow and tried stabbing him in the leg, but the thief felt nothing and just shoved him out the other car door, making the emerald archer skid across the road as he came to an abrupt stop in a pile of trash.

Arrow slowly pulled himself out of the trash to get back to his feet. He took a look at the arrow that he tried to stab the thief with and saw it was bent. Before he could do anything else, a red streak suddenly zoomed past him towards the truck, much to his astonishment.

Back in the truck, the thief just continued driving when he felt a sudden whoosh of air. He turned to see a man in a red suit with a lightning bolt on the chest sitting in the passenger seat.

"Hi." He greeted.

The thief tried punching him, but this mystery streak just moved his head out of the way. The streak then reached for the steering wheel and tried to veer the van off its intended course. The thief however, grabbed the streaks arm and crushed it, causing the streak to cry out in pain. The thief then punched the streak in the face causing him to fall out of the truck and tumble onto the road as the thief drove away. As the streak got up, he saw Green Arrow watching him from the distance. He said nothing as he sped off into the night, leaving Arrow stand there feeling both confused about what had happened, and terrified for what's to come.

Yes my friends, The Flash has arrived! I know he doesn't get created until the end of the next episode, but like the Reverse Flash, I needed the Flash to be made sooner for my plans to work. (Which involve killing a mom Ironically enough.) anyway, thanks for viewing and stay tuned for more.