I know I haven't been updating fast these days, but I've been busy with other stories. With all the guest reviews flooding the reviews list, I just had to continue. I just noticed that, lately, I've been way too focused on the Arrow side of the story, mainly because of Oliver Queen's death and resurrection. Now that he's back, I'm gonna try to put more focus on Flash side of the story. Enjoy.

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Special thanks to CallMeMiles, CptAwesome, Lauriver4ever, NeoTyson, Aryan229, 1arrowversefan, and kitty123over for reviewing the previous chapter.

To Guyver 2.0: I'm sorry that you're disappointed. I'm actually beginning to see your point. I just rewrote Chapter 30, whether it helps or not.

In the sophomore's classroom, the students wait patiently for the teacher, who is ten minutes late. While they wait, they were either chewing gum, playing with their pencils, or, in Barry's case, staring at a certain brunette with cryokinetic powers. When she caught him staring, he looks down at his closed notebook, pretending that he has been whistling the whole time.

He felt something poking his shoulder. It was Iris, who was handing him a folded piece of paper. Barry opens it and reads it. It says:

"Wanna have coffee at Jitters after school?

- Kara"

Barry writes his answer on the back of the paper, folds it, and gives it to Iris, who passes it along until the paper reaches Kara. Kara reads the back.

"Sure"

Kara looks back at Barry and smiles. He smiled back and waved. Iris teasingly elbows Barry on the shoulder.

"Sorry I'm late, everyone," said the teacher. "Okay, before we start our lesson, I'd like to introduce you to our new student."

A tall teenage boy enters through the door. He had honey-brown hair and looks that seemed to make some of the girls swoon.

"This is Jay Garrick," said the teacher. "Jay, tell us all about yourself."

"Well, I'm, uh, I'm an orphan," started Jay. "I live with my adoptive parents, John and Rose Garrick. I love science. And, uh... that's all I have to say."

"Take your seat, Jay," said the teacher.

Jay sits down on the empty seat next to Caitlin. When Caitlin caught him staring, she shoots him a fake smile. He replies with a real smile.

Meanwhile, in the school paper room, Linda was hiding behind the copy machine. Her hand was, for some reason, lighting up with some kind of white energy. She tried to stop it, but is failing to do so. A knock on the door startles her, causing her to "fire" a white blast to the ceiling, leaving a burn mark on it.

"Linda? Are you in here?" It was Iris. "Is everything okay?"

"Hang on a second," said Linda.

Linda puts on some gloves before opening the door.

"Hey," greeted Linda with a fake smile.

Iris notices the burn mark on the ceiling.

"Are you sure everything's okay?" asked Iris.

"Yeah, everything's okay," said Linda.

Iris puts a hand on her hip and tilts her head to the left with a raised eyebrow.

"Okay, what are you hiding?" asked Iris. "C'mon, Linda. We're friends. You can tell me anything. I'll take the fall for whatever this is if you want me to."

"If I tell you, you have to promise me that you won't tell anyone," said Linda.

"Okay, I promise," said Iris.

Linda pulls Iris inside and locks the door. She takes off her glove and shows her the white energy coming out of her hand. Iris gasped with shock.

"You're a meta?" Iris asked.

"I just figured out yesterday," said Linda.

"So, how does this explain 'that'?" asked Iris, pointing at the burn mark on the ceiling.

"I'm not so sure yet, but from what I can tell, I can fire white blasts from my hands," said Linda. "Last night, I accidentally destroyed my mother's favorite vase. I had to smash a window and tell her that some rotten kid threw a baseball at our house."

"You don't sound happy about this," said Iris.

"I can't control this," said Linda, scared.

"Don't worry. I know someone who can help you," said Iris.

After school, Linda and Iris head to a smoke-filled alley near SC Jitters.

"Are you sure he'll come?" asked Linda.

"Last time I tried this, he came," said Iris.

"Do you know who he is?" asked Linda.

"I wish I did," said Iris. "But all I care about is that he protects this city."

A streak of yellow lightning appears. Standing before the girls is the Flash. Linda was clearly excited to meet him, as evidenced by her speechlessness.

"Sorry if I kept you waiting. I had to take care of a bank robbery," said Flash, disguising his voice as always. "So, what do you need?"

"This is my friend, Linda Park," Iris introduced her friend. "She's a meta."

"You're a meta?" Flash sounded surprised.

"I can fire white light from my hands," said Linda, showing Flash her glowing hand.

"But she can't control it," said Iris. "I was hoping that maybe you can help her."

"I'd be more than happy to," said Flash. He looks at Linda and says, "If I help you, you have be promise me something. You can't tell anyone, not even Iris, about anything." He says to Iris, "Sorry."

"No, I get it," said Iris. "We all have secrets."

"Sure, I promise," said Linda.

Flash carries Linda bridal style and runs away, leaving Iris alone in the alley. She can only hope that Flash can help Linda control her powers before she accidentally exposes herself.

Later that night, there was another robbery in progress at Stagg Industries. Two armed thugs wearing masks over their faces had just stolen some tech and are shooting every guard getting in their way. Before they can leave the building, the Flash arrives.

"Next time, if you wanna rob a place, try not to set off any alarms," Flash joked.

"Out of the way, freak show!" yelled one thug.

"Can't do that," said Flash.

The three robbers started shooting their guns, but Flash dodges every bullet coming towards him. He then zooms towards them and disarms them. Half a second later, he hits them, knocking them to the ground. He takes the bag that contains the technology they stole.

"Make this easy on yourselves. Just stay down," said Flash.

Unexpectedly, a streak of blue lightning zooms into the room. Flash could see a man in a black suit snapping the necks of the three robbers, killing them.

The man in black stops and looks down at the dead robbers. Blue electricity surged from his body.

"You killed them," said Flash.

"So they can never rob or kill again," said the speedster in black, speaking with a scary gravely voice.

"Who are you?" asked Flash.

"Call me Zoom," said the speedster in black.

"Alright, Zoom," said Flash. "You want to be a hero? We don't kill, okay? We're supposed to be better than them."

"Why?" asked Zoom. "Dead criminals means decreasing crime in this city. The Arrow would agree."

"No, he won't," said Flash.

"You lack a spine, Flash," said Zoom.

"I can't let you walk out of here," said Flash. "You're gonna answer for this."

"These thugs just killed seven guards, and you think I'm the danger here?" questioned Zoom.

In the blink of an eye, Zoom zooms towards Flash and punches him, knocking him down the floor.

"If this is how you want to play it, fine," said Flash.

Flash tries to speed-punch Zoom, but he was dodging all of his punches. Zoom throws speed punches of his own, hitting Barry everywhere from his face to his stomach to his back. Flash tried to counter, but Zoom was too fast. Zoom started running around in a circle, generating more electricity. He stops and throws what appears to be a blue lightning bolt at Flash, hitting him straight in the chest and knocking him back dozens of feet, sending him crashing to the wall.

"Never forget. I am the fastest man alive," growled Zoom.

Zoom runs away, leaving Flash lying flat on the floor. He was shocked by both Zoom's incredible speed and his ability to throw lightning. I should try it, he thought.

"Barry, are you okay?" asked Cisco, via comm-link. "Your vitals are not looking good."

"I'm fine," said Flash.

"What happened?" asked Cisco.

"A new speedster, calls himself Zoom," said Flash.

Meanwhile, in the Glades, Roy Harper was just on his way to meet Sin at the clock tower. However, he gets surrounded by some men armed with guns and crowbars. He recognizes them as the men he owed money to.

"Your week is up, Harper," said one thug.

"I was just about to collect the money from my friend," said Roy.

"You're not gettin' off that easy," said another thug.

Just as Roy was about to engage, a blonde woman in black armed with a bo-staff jumps out of nowhere and started fighting the thugs. He was amazed by her skills as she takes out the five men without any problem. She kicks high, moves fast, and swings her staff with grace. After all the thugs were unconscious, she runs away, leaving a dumbfounded Roy watching her leave.

Roy takes out his phone and calls Laurel.

"Hey, Roy," answered Laurel.

"Uh, Laurel, where are you right now?" asked Roy.

"At the bunker with Oliver," answered Laurel. "Why?"

"Well, I just found something that you two have in common. You both have copycats in town," said Roy.

I feel like I'm introducing too many new faces too fast, but I'm gonna try my best to juggle all this.

A/N: I'm gonna be taking a long break from this story, I'm sorry. I love this story and I want to continue it, but I have other stories to work on. So, please, don't beg. I'm not abandoning this story. I just have other stories I'm more interested in working on.