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Part 4: The Battle Has Begun

Tony stood in the open Quinjet door, his armored hand holding on to the archway as the jet hovered over the parking lot behind Star Labs. He looked down at the long drop but he didn't show any fear; only the sadness in his eyes and the regret in his face. Maybe Hank was right. Maybe they shouldn't fight. At least, not the entire Team Flash. He spaced out for a little while pondering about Hank's words when Cap put his hand on Tony's armored shoulder.

"Ready when you are, Tony." said Cap with such a sympathy that it made Tony want to punch him in his perfect teeth. Tony only nodded but then said, "Right, let's go."

Before launching off he called back, "Remember the plan guys. Thor, Banner?"

"Aye. I and Doctor Banner shall distract the man of Flashes." confirmed Thor. He looked to Banner and he nodded in agreement.

"Right. Jan, Widow, find Wells; we need him dead or alive." Tony's voice went into an unusual grim pitch at the last part. He normally didn't want to kill anyone but now seemed like a special case. There was no reforming for Wells. "Everyone else," he continued, "Make sure the girls don't get caught."

"What about you, Tony?" asked Rogers.

"I'll be Thor's and Banner's aid from the sky. Make sure Barry or Wells don't try anything." Tony's faceplate closed and he took off. "Go!" he called as he took off simultaneously.

Something hit the building that it shook the Cortex. The giant hole in the wall was patched up with a plastic covering and duck-tape. Barry looked to Wells in alarm and the older man nodded. Wells knew it had to be the Avengers attacking and he silently let Barry know with the nod. Barry zipped around the mannequin displaying his suit and then out of the Cortex, through the hallway, and out the building. While running, he managed to change into his suit.

Outside, he saw the Hulk punching the side of Star Labs and Thor swinging his hammer, powering it up with lightning that came out of nowhere. Barry stood for a moment wondering why it was only them two but Thor directed the lightning towards him. Luckily, Barry was fast enough to dodge but the Hulk also attacked by pounding his fists on the spot where Barry was standing. Barry zipped out of the way and climbed onto the green beast. He held onto Hulk's neck as if he was piggyback riding the monster. The beast shook Barry off but Barry didn't hit the floor. Instead, he zipped away a few dozen meters to get to a safe distance.

Once Barry thought he was safe, blasts of light rained down from the sky. He quickly dodged the blasts and managed to see it was Iron Man blasting his repulsors. Stark made the mistake of hovering near the roof of the building so Barry sped up the side of the facility and once he got to the roof, he jumped off onto Iron Man's back and held on. They were high up from the ground and Stark was struggling to shake the speedster off his armor.

"Get off me, kid!" complained Tony as he tried to get the Flash off of his armor. "Thor! A little help!" called Tony. Barry had a tight grip and Tony was too hesitant to blast the kid. Thor directed lightning towards Stark, barely missing him, and hit Barry square in the chest.

Hulk then jumped up and threw Barry to the roof of the building and threw him across the roof again. Barry groaned as he was being thrown all over the place. He did not like the lightning blast and he did not like being thrown with such force. He didn't like being called a "kid" either so there was that.

Barry got up, winced from the burn the lightning gave him, and charged at Hulk. He landed a good uppercut and the green beast stumbled back. Almost as fast as Barry could run, Hulk charged and smashed the ground where Barry landed. Barry moved out of the way, only to be blasted in the back and electrocuted in the chest again.

He collapsed onto his knees, panting and huffing and gasping for breath. Three against one was too much for him.

Iron Man landed, as well as Thor, around the Flash. For a second, Stark lifted his faceplate and looked down at the kid. He thought he broke him and looked to Thor for his silent opinion. Thor shrugged and tried to grab Barry but the speedster got up and zipped away. Only, Barry didn't leave without giving Tony a good sucker punch and shoving Thor towards the Hulk, then swiping them off their feet. Then, and only then, did he fall back.

Whilst Barry battled it out with the Avengers' biggest guns, the remaining superheroes infiltrated Star Labs. Widow was wearing her latest invisibility tech and Janet was shrunken down in her "Wasp" form. With the girls in the building, the rest had to make sure they got out alive.

Clint hid behind an open archway. Down the hall was a camera but it was close enough to the archway for Clint to shoot an arrow at it and not be seen. He did exactly that with deadly accuracy and Cisco was baffled as to why a camera just went offline. Steve, with his shield at the ready, was parallel to Clint, hiding behind the same archway. He threw his shield at another camera that was next to the one Clint shot. Once again, Cisco was confused as to why not just one but two cameras were offline. Wells was getting impatient.

"Cisco, explain to me why we have two offline cameras." commanded Wells. His annoyance wasn't subtle and was clearly visible in his tone.

"I don't know, Dr. Wells. You think the Avengers are infiltrating the lab?" responded Cisco. He was frantically typing commands into the computer, trying to bring the cameras back online.

"Most likely, Cisco." Wells turned to Caitlin who was standing by Cisco's desk. "Caitlin, are those traps ready?"

"Yes, Dr. Wells, but I don't know if they would work. I mean, Cisco is the engineering expert and-" Wells cut Caitlin off.

"Don't worry yourself out, Caitlin. I'm sure they will work fine. In the event that they don't, I am sure with all my heart that we will find another way." reassured Wells. Caitlin gave a doubtful nod but she trusted Wells' words.

"Good. Now, Cisco, what do we know about our 'guests?'" asked Wells. He turned to Cisco again.

"Well, Iron Man must surely have some sort of weak point in his suit. We could probably go all Star Wars on him and disable it."

"The Death Star blew up in Star Wars, Cisco." Caitlin pointed out.

"Uh, well, yeah. Like Star Wars but without blowing up Tony." he took in a deep breath and continued, "Uh, for Banner we could find a way turn him into human."

"And how do we do that?" asked Caitlin.

"Well, the Hulk is supposed to turn human if he calms down enough. So we do that."

"How?"

"I saw this movie once. 'Age of Ultra' or something like that. Anyways, it was about the Avengers and they calmed down the Hulk by having Black Widow sing to him."

"You expect to believe a movie?" Caitlin didn't see much movies but she knew enough as to not take fictional movies as reality.

"Do you have a better plan, Caitlin?" snapped Cisco. He was getting worked up from cameras constantly disabling themselves and the ruckus coming from the roof. Caitlin was taken by surprise by Cisco's snap but stumbled a little.

"I'm sorry. That was mean." Cisco immediately apologized but continued. "Anyways, we turn Hulk back and then we lock him in a Metahuman cell so he can't escape. For the Black Widow, I was thinking of disabling her shockers and then tying her up.

"For the Wasp, I was thinking of a metal jar-" Wells cut Cisco off.

"A metal jar? Cisco, what will a jar do?" asked Wells. He could not believe Cisco was proposing using a jar to catch someone.

"Uh, well, see she can shrink to be really small so I thought catching her in a metal jar could work. She has stingers so the metal jar won't break from her energy blasts."

"Well, that makes sense does it not?" Cisco sensed the sarcasm in Wells' voice.

"Sarcasm noted. For Hawkeye, I thought of just taking away his bow and then tying him up with like, I dunno, super strong rope or something? Still working out the details."

"Work out the details fast, Cisco. We are taking some heavy blows." demanded Wells. Cisco stayed silent as he worked to fix the cameras. Now, almost all of the cameras were offline except for the ones on the roof. He could see the entire battle Barry was having but it just finished with Barry running away.

The Flash ran into the Cortex, the front side of his suit burned and a little ripped and but most of him is intact, which made Cisco happy.

"Oh… Thor's lightning is not friendly, eh?" joked Cisco with some sympathy.

"No… it's not." grumbled Barry in between breaths. Everyone in the room could tell he was upset at his defeat. Cisco and Caitlin understood; it was three against one. But Wells though Barry could've pushed more.

"Barry, come on. You need to heal." Caitlin directed Barry to her medical bay but Barry waved her away.

"No… No… I'm good. I just need to… I just need to catch my breath." Barry gasped for air for a long moment and huffed. He suddenly had a water bottle and was drinking from it though Cisco thought he just grabbed it from the refrigerator out back. After a few moments, Barry was ready to go. "Right. I'm good now." He sped away and Cisco saw him on the cameras for another rooftop battle. Even more banging could be heard now that Barry knew what to expect.

Caitlin spoke up, "Cisco, the jar trap worked. It caught something."

Cisco looked at her side of the desk and saw that she was right. The jar did catch something indeed. "Transport it to the cells. It might be Wasp."

Caitlin nodded and worked on the computer while everyone else kept an eye on the rooftop battle.

Wasp flew around corners to check if anyone was there. So far the coast was clear and it made Janet think the only people that actually work in Star Labs is Dr. Wells, Cisco, Caitlin, and Barry. All of this space and floors for only four people? It made Wasp wonder about the city's history and why such a huge place is almost completely empty. She spaced out for too much that she almost didn't dodge an incoming projectile.

"Whoa!" she exclaimed as the projectile barely missed her. She identified the projectile as a large metal jar that was mostly likely used to capture her. Only, once she turned around there was another metal jar on standby incase that the first one failed. She was caught by surprise and the metal jar swung and caught her inside. The lid was placed automatically and she was trapped in a cold, dark metal container.

But she was not going to give up easily! She fired her stingers at the metal walls but could only make dents. She tried to focus on one dent to see if she could break it open, but with no luck. After what seemed like forever of trying to break out, she was exhausted. She sat down and folded her wings in and curled her legs up. But suddenly, something grabbed the jar.

At the first sign of outside light, she jumped up and flew as fast as she could to escape the jar. Once she got out, she looked around. It was some sort of containment cell. Janet was annoyed. She just escaped one prison to go to another. At least it had more space to fly around or grow to normal size if she wanted.

Janet landed on the solid, metal floor. She grew to her normal size and first fired blasts at the glass in front of her to try to get out but with no luck. Then she took out her phone in defeat after what felt like hours of trying. Honestly, she hated having to get help from others in a situation like this, it made her feel helpless, but it was the others' mission to make sure everyone leaves alive.

Her initial thought- and maybe her instincts- was to call Hank but she quickly stopped herself. She remembered the dilemma that happened and she felt horrible all of a sudden. How could she forget so quickly? Hank was practically family and though she may or may not have a thing for him, she always felt like he could help her with anything she needed.

But now, her getting trapped in a battle he didn't want to fight in, she doubted he would even pick up the phone. It was one of those times where he wants to be alone, where he remembers how much he hates humanity, how much that hatred rubbed off a certain creation of his. Just the sound of his name would make Hank as white as snow and tremble in place. Janet shivered at the thought.

She decided to call Clint instead. She always did get along with him, unlike Tony. And sure, though Tony and Clint are pretty similar, Clint had his own way of being kind and again unlike Tony, he would stop what he was doing to help someone in need. It was something Janet always admired about him and she was pretty sure he knew it too. Clint was always the observant one in the team.

The phone ringed while Janet impatiently waited for him to answer. He would answer, right? He wouldn't let her down now… Right?

Finally, the phone clicked.

"Hey." he said. He sounded as if nothing had happened. As if he wasn't in the middle of a battle or trying to keep someone- no, two people- alive. As if he had a normal life. Of course, he usually sounded like that.

"Clint, I need help!" Janet didn't mean to yell but she was pretty desperate to get out. She hated being contained and though there was some space, she needed to know what was happening, she needed to get out before… before…

"Jesus. Calm down, Jan. I mean, for trying to sneak around an enemy's base, you are really bad at the whole 'sneaking' part." he joked. He had no idea where Janet was and that was expected.

"Clint, I got caught. They set up traps in the hallways. One of them was a jar and now I'm in a cell. Honestly, I should've suspected that there were-"

"Don't worry, Jan. We got help."

The call ended. Janet, surprised by the sudden ending, looked at her phone and checked to make sure she wasn't the one to end it. After several seconds, Clint didn't call back so that confirmed it wasn't her. Why did he hang up? Did his phone die? Did something happen that he had to leave? The questions troubled Janet and her curiosity was killing her now. Only one thing left to do now.

Just sit and wait. But waiting was unbearable for her.

Until she spotted an ant.

Hank ruffled his own hair. His elbow on the desk, the palm of his hand on his forehead as he thought hard about what to do. The tapping of his pencil keeping him focused somehow. He yawned and reflected for the hundredth time. It wasn't late at all, the sun was still up high, so why was he tired? Probably his loss of sleep from the night before, he did go to sleep just a couple of hours past midnight. He wished he could go to sleep right now but he can't just forget his morals like that. His team.

He sighed but it came out as a yawn. He wondered what was happening right now. He wanted to help, so badly too, but a little voice in the back of head told him he couldn't do anything now. Then another little voice, a louder one, told him he can do something. Something that didn't involve anyone getting hurt, any fighting whether direct or indirect.

He stopped tapping and looked at his phone that was on the other side of his desk. He reached for it and unlocked it. He knew what to do but he would need help from an old friend. Hank stopped for a moment and thought on his action. Was this "friend" really a friend? Not really and Hank was probably going to regret this sometime later but not now. Now, he made his mind and carried through with his intentions. The phone ringed and clicked.

"Can I ask why you're calling me?" asked the voice on the line.

"I need your help for something." answered Hank. He was annoyed at the first words of the call but then again, they did kind of hate each other.

"Oh great. What happened now? I'm kind of busy." complained the voice.

"Look I don't care about whatever place you're probably robbing right now. I just need your help." snapped Hank. He could tell his "friend" was stunned at the sudden remark but he seemed to shake it off. Hank was stunned at his sudden outburst too. Strange. Hank usually has more patience with him. It's probably because he has a lot of things running through his mind.

"Fine. What is it?" agreed the voice with a clear annoyance.

"Central City. Bring your suit. I need a tiny distraction." And with that Hank hung up before the voice got to speak. He had a bad but good feeling about his plan. And about his "friend."

Barry ran and ran. He was probably at his top speed before but now he was getting tired. He was slowing down. Running and running to avoid the attacks his opponents were throwing at him in vain. Well, not in vain. Barry can't get cocky now. Now he needed to concentrate on defending. Defending against all the hammer throws, lightning, smashes, and energy blasts from the three Avengers he was fighting.

But he was slowing down. He needed a break. Urgently. Yet, if he stops now, who knows what these three Avengers might do in his absence. What they might do to Star Labs or to the area around them. But they didn't do anything when he retreated for a couple of moments. They only stood and waited for him to come back. They didn't attack him when he was down, gasping for breath. No. They hesitated. They hesitated to strike him down for good. To end the fight there and then.

He slowed down too much.

The lightning hit. The hammer hit him. The fists hit him. The blasts hit him.

He slowed down too much.

His vision blurred. His heart seemed to stop. His lungs felt like they were on fire. His whole body ached.

He blacked out.

But he was stronger than that. He will continue the fight. He will end with his victory. He needs to.

Barry pushed through his aching body. He jumped up onto Stark's armor, held on for a moment, and then jumped off and ran to behind Thor and onto Hulk. Then he ran around all three of them, pushing to his top speed.

He jumped onto Thor, tackled him to the floor, got up, and tried to bring Stark down too. He knew Hulk would be impossible to bring down, so he was hoping to tire him out. Stark was down and Barry stopped a few meters away from him. He panted from running so fast and waited for the Avengers to make their move. They didn't. They were tired too.

Barry noticed a small insect flying around him. He moved away from it but more came. Soon, the small insects were swarming around the four of them. Getting in their faces and distracting them. Then Barry felt various stings all over his body and saw all of the insects heading for him. He ran in distress down the roof and inside the building.

When he got to the Cortex, he had to plant his feet and slide to stop his running. Caitlin yelped and Cisco jumped from his desk. Wells was nowhere to be found.

"Barry!" yelped Caitlin. She ran over to him and helped him up from the floor. Cisco did so too but was brushing the insects off of his suit.

"Hey dude, you OK?" asked Cisco. Barry coughed in response but then said, "No. What're these bugs?"

Cisco picked one bug off and looked at it closely, "It's a red ant."

"That explains why I felt stings." said Barry. He followed Caitlin into the medical bay to strip off the upper half of his suit for Caitlin to examine the stings closer.

"Well, on the bright side, these stings don't seem to be very poisonous or any hazard at all. It's just a regular red ant bite." stated Caitlin while she looked at Barry's stings.

"At least they aren't robotic." Cisco shivered at that thought and the others seemed to have a similar reaction.

"So then where did they come from?" asked Caitlin.

"Don't know, but let's just hope they aren't from inside the building." answered Cisco grimly. Realization dawned on him right after he finished his sentence. He looked at Barry and they silently exchanged thoughts.

"Caitlin… How much do you trust Doctor Wells?" Barry spoke up.

"I… I trust him with my life." Caitlin was confused. Why would Barry ask such a thing? Barry nodded and glanced up at Cisco who looked uncomfortable.

"Cait, we think Dr. Wells isn't who he claims he is. We believe he's the Reverse Flash." said Cisco. Caitlin was shocked and she stumbled back a little.

"What?" she asked. "No. Doctor Wells is a good person. He would never kill anyone, much less Barry's mother."

"Caitlin, Wells is willing to kill people. We've all seen it." Cisco gulped. "He even killed me."

Caitlin looked at Cisco like she was seeing a ghost, "How? You're still here."

"Yeah, but I ran back in time and Cisco pretty much never died now." explained Barry. "I was trying to save the city from a tsunami and ran fast enough to reverse the clock a day back." He looked down and didn't meet Caitlin's doubtful eyes.

Caitlin looked back and forth at the two boys in disbelief. He proceeded to just walk out of the med bay and continue out of the Cortex.

"Wait! Caitlin!" Barry called after her and ran to her in the hallway. "Where are you going?"

"Home. This is madness." she looked at Barry stone cold in the eyes, almost killer. "First the Avengers think that Wells tried to murder Tony, and know you guys are buying that? Barry, this man has saved our lives, your life, countless of times!"

"He has, I know that, but aren't you a little curious why the Avengers would even show up and accuse that in the first place? I mean, they're not crazy." questioned Barry.

"Barry, you work in CCPD. You know how easy it is to confuse people with others." countered Caitlin. She wasn't about to give in. Not when she could reason things out.

"Yes, but Cait-" started Barry but the scientist was already leaving. Another battle lost. Two lost battles in a day. Must be a new record for Barry. He didn't even go after her. She could be stubborn and when she's like that, she isn't going to give in easily. At all sometimes. Barry looked down and then zipped back into the Cortex where Cisco was waiting for him. Barry knew what Cisco would ask and he just shook his head. He looked down at the floor and Cisco walked over to the speedster.

"Hey, Caitlin's like that. You know how much he means to her." stated Cisco, "She'll get over it soon. Now, come on, man. Joe's invited us for pizza at your place." He gave Barry an encouraging smile and somehow everything got better. Cisco had a way with people like that. The quirky, fast talking, funny, and smart engineer of Star Labs knew his way. He knew how the world works, how people work.

Barry nodded, "Pizza sounds nice right about now."

They both walked quietly to Barry's house, leaving no one inside the Cortex. The night was calm and nice, the complete opposite of that day. Barry swore that he identified Caitlin's car heading out but he was too tired and let down to confirm it. It probably was though.

The summer breeze was nice.

A/N: Huh, wonder what'll happen next? Also, is my action writing fine? I don't really write fight scenes a lot...

Barry: Ya know, when you told me act out a fight scene I didn't think it'll hurt so much.

Soph: What-? How-?

Barry: Oh yeah, Damien got me in. Also, my body is aching and sore. Ow.

Soph: ._.

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!