Chapter Seven

Team Flash POV:

The red headed women entered the room with an excited smile on her face. "Flash, I told you to be a good boy now, didn't I." She clicked her tongue as she stood over Barry and leaned forward to look closer at the hero's face. "I told you that I would destroy Barry Allen and everything he was." Her laugh that followed was harsh, cruel, and cold to those whose ears it landed upon.

She pushed Barry so that he was laying on his back once again. Joe was overwhelmed with the situation that was unfolding before him. After everything he had done for the world, for the speed force, why does the world refuse to give his son a break? The sound of Barry's harsh breathing was demanding the detective's attention. It was only a few hours after he decided it would be okay to put on a leather suit and run around the city as if he was the Arrow that his secret was revealed to Joe. He had been there, for it all. All of the victories, the losses, the physical and the emotional damage that had been inflicted upon his son. Every single impossible thing that Barry achieved; living, winning, time changing, running, Earth jumping—everything that had become the normal of the life was impossible. For years Joe tried to convince him that the impossible doesn't exist. He was certain whether or not he was happy that Barry managed to both keep his faith in it and prove him oh so very wrong.

The leather collar around the first speedsters neck was alarming. Now that the detective was given a closer look at the horrible thing, his brain was able to better examine it. He assumed Jullian was doing the same thing; calling upon their experience with crime scenes to get a better understanding on the situation. Slavery. The world kept echoing in his head, a broken record he couldn't stop playing. Joe had worked many human trafficking cases, many crimes where the victim was seen as a lesser, a nothing, a slave to the assailant. Collars were commonly used to dehumanize the victims; put them in their proper place, as one criminal once explained to Joe. Seeing one of his children in such a position made his blood run cold. His deeper, darker side of him promised that if God were to allow Joe the chance to get his hands on the petite red headed women who was trying to degrade his son, he would gladly take her down a peg or two.

The women's hands slowly slid under the black leather of the collar; yanking suddenly, harshly, pulling his injured body off the ground. Her mouth moved, quietly whispering words into Barry's ear. Her voice was too low for anyone else in the room to hear, and with his new position, Joe could now only see the back of his brown hair. Instead, Wally was now the only one looking at his face.

In a flash, lightning began to dance around Barry. The next thing that Joe realized was the sound that was assaulting his ears; Barry's screams of anguish. Chaos followed.

Taking a risk that would either save their lives or condemn his own, Wally repeated the same soul-searching quest to his speed; trying desperately to either phase like he tried to or shoot lighting around the room like what happened. The woman and her guards had their attention on Barry, which gave Wally one chance to be a hero.

His chains began to rattle like they did before, but nobody seemed to notice or care about his quiet struggle over the ruckus of the room. It makes sense, thinks Wally. If he ignored his own concentration he could make-out Cisco and Iris screaming at the people, the sound of their chains smacking against the wall behind him as they struggled to free themselves. Kid Flash couldn't afford the luxury of paying attention to his friends. The more he concentrated on his task, the more he could feel his body begin to shake. He could taste blood filling his mouth as he bites his lower lip hard, in an attempt to keep himself from screaming. That would defiantly draw attention to him. Pushing the thought away, he allowed his mind to be consumed by speed.

Wally closed his eyes, he could feel the lightning crackling within them; fueling him, helping him, pushing him to continue. Kid Flash could care less whether he phased or filled the room with bouncing waves of lightning; he just needed to do something, anything, to help.

Once again, something he wasn't quiet expecting happened. One of his wrists successfully phased through the shackle that held it captive, freeing on of his arms. Another wave of lightning shot out of Kid Flash, shooting around the room just as it had before. This time though, their small room wasn't empty. Instead of bouncing off the walls it gladly made contact with the cruel women and her bodyguards. Wally took great joy watching them all fall to the ground, grunting in pain. He called upon his speed to quickly used his free hand to remove his other chains, then quickly freeing Joe, Iris, Cisco and Jullian. When he finished he turned around to find Barry and immediately he stood still. Kid Flash's lighting had come in contact with all the bodies who occupied the main area of the room; including the Flash's already injured body.

There was a large, angry, red line on Barry's torso. It began from his right shoulder and traced his body down, at a curved angel, down to his left hip. Blood was falling from the injury that Wally had created. It covered injuries that were already there, some partially closed wounds now reopened. Standing still, Wally could only stare at his brother's body laying limp and unconscious on the ground.

The world came back into focus as Jullian grabbed his left arm and roughly pulled him. "We have to go," he said unsympathetically.

Wally allowed the British man to pull him away after he made sure that someone was helping Barry. Joe was carrying him, bridal style, out of the room and into the hallway. Iris, of course, was right behind him.

Jullian lead them out of the room, quickly following their friends down the very well-lit corridor. His voice was quiet, just loud enough for Wally to hear. "You just saved his life Wally. It doesn't matter that he was hit too, you just saved his life."

Perhaps his unsympathetic tone from a moment ago was merely him prioritizing the situation, thought Wally. He let a small smile transform his face from one of shock to one of pride; Jullian was right. For the first time since this all happened, they finally had a chance.

AUTHORS NOTE:

Chapters 8 and 10 are planned out and Chapter 9 is already written! (I had to rearrange where I wanted to put it haha).

BUT the every other chapter of BARRY and TEAM FLASH POV is no longer a thing because I HAVE to have Team Flash POV back to back because my baby Barry is to pathetic to be the narrator atm.

I PROMISE TO FINISH THIS STORY and like you all I have NO IDEA where it's going to lead us. Thank you for reading this far.

(also I just learnt how to add that grey line so I'll try to do that more often)