Author's Note: So... I want to thank everyone who actually takes the time read and review this story cuz it really makes my day :D Also, please stick around for the next part, it's long but it's full of action and the fighting I'm pretty sure some of you guys wanted.

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Part 3: Preparation

A few hours later, Barry got a text alert from Dr. Wells. The Avengers said they were going to scout the city for a little bit so that left Team Flash some time off.

"Hey, it's Wells." announced Barry. He unlocked his phone and read Wells' text.

"'Back in CC. Going to Lab. Needing a ride. Auto-wheelchair broke.'" read Barry out loud, quoting his phone. Without alerting anyone, Barry sped off out of Star Labs to Harrison's fancy house. A few moments later, he came back with a wheelchair and a man sitting in it.

"Dr. Wells. You're back! How was your trip?" asked Caitlin.

"Fine, just fine. Boring, as ever." replied Wells with a frustrated voice. He was already wheeling over to the desk.

The team picked up his frustration and Barry and Cisco encouraged Caitlin to talk to him. She was always the one Wells was more open too. Harrison was always bitter and dangerous when he was frustrated, and though he tends to control it, you can never be safe.

"Uh, Dr. Wells? We had some interesting visitors today. They were looking for a meta-human here in Central City." peeped Caitlin.

"Oh, yeah? Who were these visitors?" asked Wells coldly. He did not even look up from the computer. Whatever he was doing, he was very interested in it.

"The Avengers, sir. From Manhattan." answered Caitlin cautiously.

Wells froze, "I shall be right back." He wheeled over to the empty hall, made sure none of the others could see him, and stood up from the chair. He walked over to the wall, placed his hand on the invisible hand scanner, and walked through the doorway that opened up. Once inside, Wells tried his best to keep calm and not have a tantrum, but alas, it was hard to keep in the anger. So instead, he turned Gideon on and began a new log.

"Foolish. I was foolish to think that the Avengers were not going to search for Stark's killer. However, unless they ordered a search of the crime scene, there would be no way for them to have tracked me here. Of course, there is always the possibility that they just turned to the Flash for help but there are more heroes in New York than there are in Central City or Star City," began Wells, "No, I do believe the Avengers know what happened and are here to avenge Stark. In that case, I would need to be careful. I need to leave Star Labs then, but how to make an excuse for the Team?"

Wells was going to continue when the building shook. He immediately knew that Star Labs was under attack, most likely the Avengers then. He quickly ended the log, opened up the secret door again, and took his place in the wheelchair. To pass the act, he wheeled as fast as he could to the Cortex.

"Cisco, what was that?" asked Barry worried. Wells just came into the room.

"Some sort of projectile. Maybe a missile though with meta-humans, it could be something crazy, like fireballs or something." answered Cisco. He was frantically checking the computer, looking through all the cameras, to see what hit the building.

Suddenly, a part of the wall in the Cortex gave out and a suit of flying armor busted through. It landed and a small figure jumped off the shoulder and grew to full size.

"I've got to hand it to you, Wells. You certainly know how to hide." said Tony. His armor retreated into a small, metallic backpack, "Ya know? If you're gonna kill someone, better make sure they're dead first."

Wells only sat back in his wheelchair and asked innocently, "May I ask, who are you?"

"Oh, you know who I am Wells. You know very much who I am." responded Tony.

Barry stared in disbelief between Wells and Stark. Cisco seemed to be in the same position and Caitlin as well.

"Uh, do you guys know each other?" asked Barry.

"Barry, I can assure you, I do not know who this man is." assured Wells. There was something in his voice, almost like anger.

"Oh, really? Barry, this man tried to kill me about a day ago. He's the guy we're tracking and seems like the hunter found its prey." answered Tony while he was staring at Wells with so much fury, he could kill him on the spot.

Barry looked at his disabled mentor in total shock with disbelief, "Wait. What? How could Dr. Wells even try to kill someone? Much less if he's bound to a wheelchair and come on, Tony, he doesn't even know you!"

"Ah, actually, Tony isn't lying about this. We found him by the docks pretty much dead. His reactor was off and the shrapnel was nearing his heart. I had to shock him awake to turn on the reactor. And we all knew Wells was a friend of Tony, only, not that Harrison was a killer." explained Hank. He was quiet the entire time, only daring to speak in this strange moment.

Wells was done. He pressed a button on his wheelchair that activated an electromagnetic pulse to basically explode the room with everyone inside. He timed it perfectly so that when he pressed the button, he would run quickly to his time vault while everyone was distracted by the explosion in their faces.

Stark and Pym were flung back into the street outside. Barry was caught by surprise but still managed to move Cisco and Caitlin quickly out of the way and he ran out of the building. He didn't see Wells' lightning streak.

Tony struggled to stand but managed. He helped Pym up before checking his armor. The metallic backpack was toast, all ruined. The pulse fried the circuits in the suit and spared nothing inside. Pym's suit was also fried but not as much since his is mostly black and red fabric. Only metal he had was his helmet and belt.

Tony growled, "That darn Wells and his naïve team!" He threw his armor to the floor in frustration.

"Hey, calm down, Tony. We didn't expect that and Barry didn't either. I mean, it's pretty clear he knew nothing of what Wells did. Harrison is lying to them. Besides, I told you throwing missiles at the building was a bad idea." Hank said to try to sooth Tony's anger. He picked up Tony's armor backpack and handed it to his friend.

"Yeah, Wells is persuasive and a good liar. He fooled us and Barry's team." responded Tony while accepting the armor back. He was calmer now, Hank always has had an ability to sooth his teammates.

"He can't be any worse than Ultron, right?" asked Hank.

"Heh, yeah, Ultron was worse." chuckled Tony, "Come on, let's go catch a speedster."

Barry was out of breath went he stopped running. He ran all the way to CCPD, trying to help his friends escape the explosion.

"You guys alright?" he asked while panting.

"Yeah, yeah, we're all right." responded Cisco. He looked around, only to find himself, Barry, and Caitlin. "Where's Dr. Wells?" he asked nervously.

Barry suddenly realized he didn't grab Dr. Wells, so he quickly ran back to Star Labs, through the hole in the wall, and searched the Cortex. No one was there. He ran back and reported, "Couldn't find him. I wonder if the Avengers got him."

"Let's hope that the Avengers did grab him and that he didn't…" Caitlin never finished the sentence, and she didn't need to. The team already knew what the alternative was.

Harrison groaned as he stood up from the floor. He barely managed to escape the pulse, and on top of that, his speed gave out just when he got to a safe distance. A distance where no one could see him or the pulse could harm him. He looked around at the wreckage, not even in awe at his own lab complex half destroyed. His wheelchair was a total mess though, and he did need that wheelchair to pass his act, however now he doesn't, since the Avengers caught on but the Flash didn't and he knew Barry is quite naïve.

If he could distract both teams of heroes long enough to sneak off unnoticed, then he could accomplish his goals. Though, nothing would distract either teams enough to that, only something apocalyptic but he wasn't out to destroy the world. All he wanted was to get home, to his time. Even if it means the death of great heroes and the early death of an old rival. But… How could he even create something so horrible that both teams could put their priorities to that? No… He already has found an answer…

He is the distraction. Barry, Caitlin, and Cisco all believe him, and knowing them, they wouldn't give in what the Avengers would say. Barry proved that. The Avengers, however, are reckless enough to actually fight the Flash. Yes…

Harrison has a plan…

Tony winced at the pain while Janet applied medicine and bandaged his wounds. He looked like a walking mummy, and so did Hank. Stark was surprised at how Wells could even get his hands on an EMP bomb, those are hard to make. But of course, Wells is always superior to Tony.

"Guess this is what happens when you two go alone to a villain's hideout, huh?" joked Wasp.

"Hah, hah, Janet," said Hank. Then he winced when Pepper used his leg wound to add more bandages, "God, these stupid wounds do have to hurt a lot, eh?"

"Well, guess you don't have a chance with your girlfriend anymore, Hank." said Tony.

Janet was instantly confused but her eyes showed a hint of anger. Hank shot a look at Tony while Stark just shrugged, "Hey, I speak the truth."

"God, Stark. You know, sometimes I just want to kill you." responded Hank.

"Guess that's how your villain story begins."

"Well, boys, I'm sure Hank only has a friend that is a girl." Janet was surprisingly calm with this. Probably too calm. Hank sighed and silently gave Tony a look that said I'm gonna get you, Stark. He then tried to stand, barely managed, and walked out of the room, "I'm going to my lab." They were still in Central City, in the suburbs actually, in a huge house the size of a mansion that Tony rented out. Hank had shrunk his lab down with everything in it to carry it better.

"Why? You still need to heal." cautioned Pepper.

"I need to research something. It won't take long." answered Pym.

It took long.

Pym, in his glorious lab coat, stayed up late that night researching on speed. He was a master of biochemistry and robotics, but not too much on physics. He searched through newspaper articles about the Flash, papers on speed mutants, and even some old papers he wrote about Quicksilver. It was around midnight when Tony came in.

"What do you want, Tony?" asked Hank without looking up from his computer. He had the lights off and his computer screen was the only light source. Tony turned on the lights and walked over to Hank. "Just wondering which one you were doing: looking for Caitlin's Facebook page or really researching that could help take down Wells."

Hank smashed his keyboard into Tony's face, causing the latter to stumble and have a bloody nose. His sudden spurt of anger was rare but not impossible. He stood there holding his keyboard, which had a little blood on it, nearly wanted to punch Tony. He calmed down and sat back down.

"Geez, fine, I'm sorry. I won't comment about Caitlin anymore, just don't smash a keyboard into me or go all Hulk on me. With one green beast is enough." Tony rubbed his nose and wiped the blood away with his shirt.

"Sorry." said Hank. He was wiping the blood off his keyboard with a towel. "If it makes you feel better, I have some Coke in the fridge."

"Nah, I already had a couple glasses of wine. Went to dinner with Pepper at this place called 'CC Jitters.' It was nice, had good service." said Tony. He was wandering around the lab. He stopped in front of a large closet. "Hey, do you still have that Yellowjacket costume?"

Hank looked up from the computer and turned around to where Tony was, "Yeah. Why?"

"Well, Peps says your Ant-Man suit is practically destroyed. The electronics on it are fried and the rest is full of radiation."

"Radiation? It was just an electromagnetic pulse."

"Yeah, but apparently it was nuclear too. The pulse was high but when JARVIS scanned my suit for damage, it gave off signs of low radiation. 'Course, my suit is metal; yours is fabric."

Hank growled, "I hate wearing the Yellowjacket suit though. Brings back bad memories." He stood up and walked to the closet and opened it, took out the suit, and examined it. "But fine, I'll wear it this once, but only this once. Janet will probably kill me if come out wearing this."

"I'm sure you'll be fine. Besides, can't you fly in that suit?"

"Well, yes. Thor enchanted it to be able to fly and I am able to use my powers naturally now."

Tony put his hand on Hank's shoulder. "So you practice flying again. I get the feeling Wells isn't gonna go down without a fight." He slapped his friend's back and walked out of the lab, but he called back, "Oh! And I sure hope you won't hold back just because Caitlin's on Well's side!" He left with a smirk on his face, sure of how Hank would react.

Hank face palmed and took a deep breath to prevent himself from smashing another keyboard – or something far worse – into Tony's face. Then he looked down at the black and yellow suit and exhaled.

Barry found Wells on the floor, full of wounds and cuts from the explosion. He was alive, which made Barry relieved, but his mentor didn't look too good.

"Dr. Wells, are you okay?" asked Barry. He kneeled down to check on his mentor. Barry was no doctor but he knew when someone needed help.

"Yes, quite fine. That explosion must have only been a low pulse, since it did not even feel as strong as lightning." responded Wells. He laid on the floor with one hand grabbing his stomach in a small amount of pain. His speedy regeneration factor should start to kick in sooner or later. Only problem: Barry being there.

"You know what lightning feels like?"

"Nevermind about that. Barry, I need my wheelchair. I'll be useless without it." Wells avoided the subject of lightning, regretting he even brought it up. Of course he knew what lightning felt like. When using the Speed Force, lightning is given off you but you run so fast, it only seems like a blur.

"Oh, right. Be right back." Barry sped off to find Wells a wheelchair. A minute later, he came back with an automatic one, which made Wells happy. "Found it in Cisco's workshop. I think he was saving it for your birthday."

"Well happy early birthday to me. Come on, Barry." Barry helped Wells in the wheelchair and they both walked over to the destroyed Cortex.

"Why were the Avengers looking for you? Much more, accusing you?" asked Barry. He was inspecting the hole Iron Man made.

"A project me and Stark were working on. He got angry and decided to hunt me down. Very reckless those Avengers." answered Wells. He only saying part of the truth, of course, but Barry seemed to believe him. After seeing how Iron Man can be when he doesn't know you, it was likely.

"But then who set off the EMP pulse?"

"I believe it was Stark's companion. He can shrink himself and other objects so I suppose he shrunk an EMP bomb-"

"That could've killed all of us. Why would he want to risk killing himself? Hank seemed like a reasonable guy." Barry finished Wells' sentence.

"Exactly. Barry, sometimes people do things just because they can. The Avengers are a good example of that. Now come, where are Cisco and Caitlin?" asked Wells. He wheeled over to Barry.

"CCPD. I had to carry both of them to escape the blast. Dr. Wells, I tried to grab you too but I didn't know where you went. I had thought you were in your wheelchair but when the blast went off, I reached for you after Cisco and Caitlyn but you weren't in your chair. I had to run because then the blast could've gotten me. Dr. Wells, I so sorry-"

"Barry, say no more. I forgive you, though I did get blasted out of my chair. I was the one closest to the blast, it hit me first. But now that is in the past. Go get Cisco and Caitlyn, we need to build defenses on Star Labs." Wells wasn't completely lying. The blast was closest to him, he was the one who set it off, but it was also true that they needed better defenses for Star Labs. He knew the Avengers would attack the facility again and they needed to be prepared.

Tony was standing next to the Quinjet's exit-door with his armor fully activated and ready. Cap was sitting on the bench-seat with his shield ready to be thrown. Thor was ready with Mjolnir and Natasha was powering up her shockers that were attached to her wrists. Clint opened up his bow and nocked an arrow into position. Banner held on to the straps hanging from the ceiling. Hank sat in the pilot's seat with Janet as his copilot. He stood up from his seat and put the jet on autopilot.

"This is stupid." he announced.

"Exactly, what is?" Tony turned to him with his helmet on and covering his face.

"The whole plan. Why can't we just talk to him, Tony?" asked Hank. He was his Yellowjacket costume on but with the mask off.

"Because he's a smart but sinister supervillain that is possibly a mutant. Want me to explain further?"

"It doesn't mean we have to attack him! Tony, do you know how many villains probably wish they could just talk to someone without being attacked! We don't know what Wells has been through. Come on, Tony, just call off the attack." Hank paused for a moment to let his words settle in and then continued, "Please."

Tony's faceplate lifted up to reveal his face. He opened his mouth to say something but Cap stood up and spoke first.

"Hank, I know this is not the best option for you, but you have to understand. You have personally seen what Wells can do. He almost killed you and his own team without breaking a sweat. And pretty soon, he might just do something to the whole city." Cap's speech was not enough for Hank.

"I still don't agree to this, Cap. Cisco, Barry, they're not bad people, and neither is Caitlin. Come on, Cap. Just agree with me on this. You always want to save people no matter what. Heck, you even wanted to save Bucky when we all knew he was gone." Hank made it clear he didn't want any part in the plan. He was sure Cap would change his mind. Instead, Rogers just looked down at his shield.

Hank turned to everyone else but they all just looked away from him. Even Banner looked away, which made Hank surprised, and so Hank turned to Janet last.

"Jan?" His voice cracked a little. He was on the edge of breaking down and all he needed was for Janet to push him down the cliff. She did, and he fell to the bottom of the river. He broke.

"Fine then, I get it. You all want to hurt innocents so might as well do it without me." He walked down to the Quinjet's exit-door and had his hand over the button that opens the door. Tony took a step towards his friend and tried to put his hand on Hank's shoulder. Hank just pushed him away.

"Hope you win guys." His voice quiet and sad. He opened the door and flew out of the jet. He didn't look back but he could tell he left his friends as broken as him.

"Okay, so I upgraded our cameras so we can see every inch of the facility." announced Cisco. He looked up from his computer to face his friends in the Cortex.

"Good. Barry, you will wait until we are attacked to deploy. Caitlin, make sure our traps are set and ready to activate upon interaction. Cisco, keep an eye on those cameras." Dr. Wells wheeled around the room in his wheelchair, passing the people he named on cue. Barry stood in front of where his suit was displayed with his arms crossed and one hand covering his mouth.

"Doctor Wells?" he asked while staring at his suit.

"Yes, Barry?" responded Wells. He stopped wheeling around the room and faced the direction Barry was.

"Why do we need to fight? I mean, these are superheroes that we're going to battle. It seems wrong to bring down New York's heroes." Barry, like Hank, was reluctant to fight but Wells pushed.

"Barry, they may be good sometimes but you saw what they did to Star Labs; what they did to us. We all nearly died and Star Labs nearly collapsed from being attacked by missiles." Wells paused for a moment and continued, "However, we do not need to kill them. Simply, stop them from trying to do something to Central City. Is that not what we do, Barry? Do we not stop hooligans like the Avengers from harming our city?"

Barry looked down and sighed. He thought for a second and came to a reluctant decision, "Okay, I'll fight. But I don't want to kill anyone."

Wells tried to hold back a smile but he let it show a little, "Good. Now we're prepared for whatever the Avengers have planned."

A/N: Well... Hank left, Wells' plan is working, and Barry is hesitant about something. Great. How dramatic can this story get? Actually, I know the answer to that but you guys probably have an idea *wink*

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel, DC, or the CW Flash Show! I only own the plot! All content other than the plot belong to their respectful owners!