A Different Kind of Story

Chapter 3: First Day

"Holding on to anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die." – Buddha

Previously

Daniel's phone was floating in the air unsupported, as if it was in a suspended animation, entirely unaffected by gravity or any other law of science. With his wide mouth gaping, Daniel instinctively reached his creamy hand in the direction of the phone, consciously willing it to return to his hand.

Initially, Daniel didn't believe that it would work. After all, it couldn't be possible that he had stopped the phone's momentum with his mind… Right? However, when the phone rapidly sped into his awaiting palm, Daniel couldn't think of any other explanation…

He was a meta-human.

The next morning had been a horror show for Daniel Allen. It was painfully obvious to Harrison that his adopted son had ignored the advice that he had given him, because it had taken several prolonged shakes and a freezing bucket of water to finally wake Daniel from his prolonged nap.

Both of them knew why Daniel hadn't gotten much sleep last night, although Daniel would never have told Harrison on his own, seeing as the well-known scientist had told the teenager that meta-humans were unimaginably hazardous.

No, unless his father changed his opinion on meta-humans, the blonde meta-human wouldn't tell Harrison about his new abilities.

Little did Daniel know, the cunning man had other ways to find out about his confirmed meta-human status, and had found out a few hours after Daniel had discovered the abilities in his room. What Harrison would do with the knowledge was unknown.

Daniel made it into Central City High the moment the bell rang out, and the dysfunctional teenager had stood in the lobby with a poker face for the first five minutes, not sure what he should do. When the receptionist finally noticed him, the blonde had been taken to a room at the far end of the school, where he took a 2-hour long placement test, which he was positive that he got 100% in.

When Daniel was eventually released from the testing room, he had been met with a massive flux of new faces, varying from students he hadn't seen before, to teachers he had known since he had been accepted into the school. Each and every one of them had a different reaction when they saw him.

The majority of the students had a stunned expression their faces when they saw Daniel, seeing as they hadn't seen him in the last 9 months. Sure, they all knew about what had happened to him when the Particle Accelerator exploded, but none of them had known that he recently woke up.

Occasionally, Daniel would spot a few sour faces staring in his direction as he skittishly walked towards his next class, but it didn't unnerve him in the slightest. The teen had been warned that his presence could bring up some untamed emotions for the students that had lost family members in the Particle Accelerator blast, despite the fact that he didn't have anything to do with it malfunctioning.

Unfortunately for Daniel, there were a multitude of theories roaming the internet that framed Daniel for tampering with the Particle Accelerator and causing it to malfunction. Strangely enough, there was an enormous fan base for said theories, despite the only evidence being that Daniel hadn't appeared for his speech. Any intellectual person would have been able to figure out that Daniel logically couldn't have messed with the Particle Accelerator and made it to the Police Station a few minutes later.

Daniel had already read through some of the theories and had shrugged them off as harmless. After all, who in their right mind could believe something so idiotic, right?

Wrong.

"Alright class, settle down." A middle-aged and glamorous history teacher addressed her class powerfully, desperately hoping that she'd calm the raging classroom of 9th grader. It was obvious to her after a few seconds that her yelling wasn't going to work, and the woman exhaled deeply.

This was just an ordinary Monday for her. Even after 5 years of being a history teacher, the sight of a group of hormonal teenagers heading to her classroom on a Monday morning made her blood run cold. It definitely wouldn't be an understatement to say that she hated Mondays even more then she hated being a High School Teacher.

If she had a choice, Catherine Grant would have preferred to be a News Anchor on prime time, but life doesn't always work out the way that you plan. Almost as soon as Cat had finished High School in Metropolis, she applied to go to College in Central City.

A few years ago, Central City was one of America's number one places of employment, which Catherine had been ready to exploit. A few weeks after she had finished High School, the blonde had been accepted at Central City College and she traveled with her boyfriend, Joseph Morgan, from 'The City of Tomorrow' all the way to Central City, a very ordinary city.

When they landed in the city, Cat and Joseph were hit with a mixed blessing; finding out that Cat was pregnant. After a few weeks of constant debate, they had decided that Cat would go to College to become a teacher, knowing that working as a News Anchor was a very time consuming job, and deciding that spending time with their child was more important.

Adam Grant-Morgan was born on December 23rd 2005, and became the center of both parent's attentions. Cat became a High School teacher while Joseph became a legal business representative of Lex Corps in Central City. It was perfect at first, but perfection is only temporary…

When Adam turned 7 years old, and Lex Corps was at an all-time high, Joseph was found dead in his office, slouched down on his chair with several tiny holes in his chest, but with no sign of a murder weapon. Nobody knew who or what killed him, and the security camera footage happened to be erased on that night, leaving them all with nothing to go on.

The case was discontinued after a few months, and no murderer was found, much to the dismay of the mourning wife and son that was left behind. Fortunately for the family of two, the murderer didn't come back to kill them, and it went silent from then on.

Catherine continued to live the next 3 years of her life the best that she could, and gave her son the best life that she could possibly offer. She didn't get into another relationship, in fear that Adam would resent her if she married someone else that wasn't his father. Fortunately for her, she was able to move past what happened.

"JUST IN CASE YOU DIDN'T KNOW, YOUR CLASSMATE DANIEL ALLEN IS BACK TODAY!

The whole class halted in their movement and dropped into pin-drop silence. Catherine raised her eyebrows when all 30 eyes in the room turned to glare at her as if she had gone insane. Most of them looked surprised, but Catherine could spot one person in the wave of students with a furious grimace on her face.

"A murderer shouldn't be allowed near public society. No less, a serial killer." The 9th grade girl called out to her teacher, disgust intertwined with each word that flew out of her mouth. The extremely attractive brunette's chocolate brown eyes lashed out towards her teacher, who calmly met eyes with the girl. Her thin pink lips slightly parted to say something else, but she was interrupted by Catherine.

"That isn't a very nice accusation to make about your classmate, Alex. Daniel is a nice student, and I expect you all to act accordingly around him." Catherine ordered her class firmly, fixating her gaze at all of her students, especially Alex Merkel, who had fire and brimstone stirring behind her eyes. It always unnerved Catherine when one of her students displayed lack of respect for Daniel. She knew that Daniel was a nice kid, seeing that he had been Adam's babysitter for the last 2 years, and Cat knew that he wasn't stupid enough to mess with the Particle Accelerator.

"He isn't a nice student! He messed with the wiring of the Particle Accelerator and-"

"Shut up, Alex." An irritated voice came booming from the entrance of the classroom, causing every head to whip around to face the sudden voice. Standing at the entrance of the classroom, Billy Batson's figure could be seen firmly grounded and the short teenager was clearly vexed by the brunette girl's accusations.

Billy's glowing blue eyes met with Alex's burning hazel eyes, and he couldn't help but to grit his teeth at the girl's stupidity. He could tell from the look in her eyes that she believed in what she had seen on the internet, and the very thought disgusted him. Ever since the theories had popped up on the internet, Billy had been back and forth defending his best friend from all sort of horrendous accusations, occasionally getting into physical confrontations, mainly losing, to back up his friend's case.

Unlike anyone else, Billy knew exactly what his friend was capable of doing; and it was a fact that Daniel didn't have the guts to mess with any of his father's projects; especially the Particle Accelerator, which was Dr. Well's biggest project. Not only that, Billy had assisted Daniel in planning how he was going to escape from S.T.A.R Labs on the day of the Particle Accelerator's grand opening so that he could meet Barry.

It didn't make sense.

"Daniel was at the Police Station 30 minutes before the accident happened. If you think that he was the cause of the Particle Accelerator explosion, then you must be delusional." Billy declared clearly, his harsh word directed not only at Alex, but at anyone else in the room that dared to side with the enraged brunette. In response to Billy's statement, the class fell into agitated quietude.

Alex stood up from her seat in one swift movement, her entire body language now expressing the boundless fury that she had bottled up inside of herself the entire time. Most of the students in the classroom shrunk in their seats, fearing the girl's tremendous aggression, knowing that ever since her parents were killed during the Particle Accelerator explosion, she was known for her disturbing emotional outbursts.

"Do you have any proof that he didn't tamper with the Accelerator hours before the unveiling? Last time I checked, you were screwing around with the class weirdo on the night." Alex spoke through gritted teeth and heavy breathing, causing said 'weirdo' to sink even further into his seemingly bottomless seat and cover his poker face with a curtain of grey hair.

Billy's breathing hitched for a moment when Alex tried to pick verbally at one of his friends, and his entire emotional mask morphed from irritation to an unnatural annoyance. It wasn't the first time that someone used his friends to mentally pick at him, and it probably wouldn't be the last time that he snapped back at the person that verbalized the assault.

"Max isn't a weirdo. You're the only weirdo that I can see, druggie." Billy replied effortlessly, dozens of insults piling up in his head for his next reply; each insult patiently waiting at the tip of his tongue. His normally light skin complexion swiftly swirled into a hellish tomato red, and his previously tranquil hands clenched into tight fists. Unlike most people, Billy wasn't afraid to hit a girl, and this girl in particular was riling up Billy's heart rate.

Alex's face hadn't twisted into shock and embarrassment like most in the room thought that it would, but instead, a calm smile had spread across her face; sending chills rippling through the room. Her entire posture became lax and Alex crossed her arms across her chest, a smug expression painted across her face.

"How about you come and say that to my face, William." Alex challenged Billy provocatively, using his first name in an attempt to entice him, followed by effortlessly waving the shorter teenager in her direction. Billy couldn't help but think about how misplaced her confidence in herself was. With one word he could have the girl begging at his feet for forgiveness, but Billy's overflowing fury convinced him to go over to Alex.

"You're going to regre-"

"You don't need to defend me, Billy." Daniel's voice rang from the entrance of the classroom, causing everyone's head to snap back to the door. At the entrance, Daniel leaned against the door frame, an intrigued smile snaked across his face as he watched the classroom fall into silence. Billy's eyes fell over his best friend for the first time in 9 months and his entire posture lightened up; quickly followed by a cheerful smile and glowing blue eyes.

Catherine sat back in her teacher's chair and watched as Daniel entered the classroom. She would have stopped the argument between Billy and Alex when it first start, but Daniel had appeared in the hallways and asked her to let the argument continue. Naturally, she'd let it continue until it was obvious that it would result in a fist fight, and that was why Daniel stepped in when he did.

The class calmed down after that, with the exception of the obvious tension between Alex and Billy. Daniel didn't seem to care about the brunette's opinion about him, as he completely ignored her for the rest of the hour. As expected, Daniel and Billy sat together through the class, with Daniel occasionally dropping asleep due to his lack of sleep the night before, and Billy gleefully pinching him awake.

After what seemed like forever, the obnoxiously loud school bell screeched, dragging all of the students in the room back to full attention. Daniel stretched his legs and yawned loudly, extending his arms way above his head to relax his sleep deprived muscles. Unfortunately for him, he wasn't going to be relaxing anytime soon if Billy had anything to say about it.

Billy was practically bouncing on his heels as he waited for the class to be dismissed, the boundless elation inside of him spilling out and fueling him. He'd long forgotten about the argument that transpired at the beginning of the class, and something bigger was on his mind. They just needed to get away from the prying eyes of the people around them.

"Class dismissed."

Before the last letter rolled off of the teacher's tongue, Billy had already established an unbreakable grip on Daniel's arm and sped towards the exit at high speeds, a large grin spreading on his face. Daniel's exhausted face twisted around, displaying a clear look of confusion. Both of his thin eyebrows arched as he was dragged out of the classroom at high speeds, and the teenager swiftly ripped away his arm from Billy's intense grip.

"Where are you taking me?" Daniel managed to peep out, but before the startled boy could respond, an inconceivable force took a hold of Daniel's shoulders, forcing an agonizing expression to paint itself of his face…

A moment later, the blonde's back collided with the closest locker, searing pain instantaneously spreading through his shocked body. Daniel tried to open his eyes but the headache formed from the unexpected contact slowed the process down considerably. By the time they opened, Daniel could make out Alex's clenched fist prepared to drive itself into his face.

"I'm taking you to hell."

Alex's words sent arctic chills spewing through Daniel's body, spasms trickling down his spine, and he instinctively tried to push the brunette girl away from him. It didn't take longer than a second to realize that it wasn't going to work. The thin girl's body was considerably stronger then Daniel would have guessed, and despite his muscular body and outward strength, his efforts were completely fruitless, and Alex pinned Daniel on the wall with a single arm.

Alex's strength was extraordinary. Even a moron would have been able to see that. However, a moron wouldn't have been able to figure out that Alex was a meta-human. Fortunately for Daniel, he wasn't a moron. He knew that a petite girl like Alex shouldn't physically be able lift someone that weighs 150+ pounds effortlessly, and especially with one arm!

Knowing that his struggling was useless, Daniel stopped thrashing and tried to touch the ground with his feet, failing miserably. She was holding him at least 2 foot above the ground, and continuously applying pressure to his shoulder, which she had been using to hold him up in the first place. Pain began to explode from his right shoulder, flowing chaotically from the point of connection.

Pain! Pain! Pain!

Daniel's mouth twisted into an oval, and he gritted his teeth in a vain attempt to stifle the pain radiating from his shoulder. He couldn't feel anything other than the burning sensation that consumed his entire body, and his skin began to burn into a crimson red. In that moment of intense pain, the thought of using his new found meta-human abilities were lost to him…

By now, there was a growing crowd of students gathered around the pair, all watching intently the events that were transpiring. Most of the students had their phones out recording the 'fight', not even a slither of desire to try and help Daniel escape the powerful girl. A wave of disgust crashed over the blonde, a frown forming on his already agonizing face, and subconsciously a feeling of hatred formed for each and every one of them …

CRACK.

The moment that Daniel could feel the bones in his shoulder erratically begin to shift and crackle, a wave of teachers came barreling into the hallway, separating the sea of erratic students like Moses in the red sea. Before the teachers managed to pry Alex's arm off of Daniel, a sickening snap filled the hallway…

Jitters

"Barry, there's another fire."

Barry couldn't help but sigh deeply when he heard the news. This was the seventh fire in the last fortnight, and it was becoming increasingly tiresome for Barry, especially because he couldn't seem to find the twisted arsonist.

So far, Barry saved everyone that was involved in the fires, and he knew that he was gaining some attention from the entire city. The people loved him, but the police were still skeptical about his alliances, despite the fact that Barry had proven that he stood for good several times.

"I'll be right there…" Barry replied to Caitlin over the phone, simultaneously hanging up the phone and sliding it into his loose pocket. When Barry looked up, his emerald eyes caught sight of a smiling waitress heading towards him with a coffee in hand.

"Thank you for coming to Jitters, and I hope that you have a great day." The waitress greeted him casually, in which he responded with a warm smile and taking his coffee from her hand. After quickly thanking her, Barry made his way outside of the coffee shop and into an abandoned alleyway.

Moments later, a scarlet blur raced out of the abandoned alley, faster than the human eye could apprehend. The blur sped through traffic as if it was standing still, and red lightning arched off of him as he sped along. The only thing that the people behind could make out was a red blur that lasted only a fraction of a second.

Barry Allen, also known as the Flash, had a cheshire grin spread across his face, obviously enjoying the feeling of wind and erratic electricity bounced around his entire body. However, the grin wasn't because of the electricity, or even the feeling of pure ecstasy that rushed through him when he felt the perfectly fit, skintight bodysuit tighten against his leg muscles, reminding him of his alter-ego.

As expected, Barry arrived on the scene before the Police had, and the first thing he saw was an apartment complex in flames. Barry ran into the entrance of the apartment, lightning crackling behind him as he zoomed through the first floor.

"There's no one downstairs." Barry spoke loudly, seemingly to himself. The Flash swiftly ran up to the second floor in the blink of an eye, dodging flames and debris as he looked for stranded people. The sound of muffled screaming could be heard on the floor above him, and Barry swiftly ran up the next flight of stairs and located the screaming.

"Help!" The woman wailed loudly, causing Barry to wince. She was curled up into a fetial position, and the flames were growing ever closer to her, bright illuminations lightning her up. The moment the petrified woman laid eyes on Barry, she woman found herself staring up into the bright blue skies, and the overwhelming feeling of gratitude for the red clad man that saved her.

"Barry, there should only be a few more people. Piece of cake!" Cisco's voice came through Barry's intercoms, forcing him to smile widely. However, the smile didn't last very long because of the itching sensation that the Flash began to feel in the back of his throat. He had to stifle back a few coughs before he managed to reply.

"The temperature… It's even hotter than last time.…" Barry informed his team in between frantic coughs. Sweat began to sliver down from the inside of his mask, expressing the extreme heat that Barry was experiencing.

Suddenly, a screeching from the flaming ceiling above the speedster caught his attention. By the time he looked up, the ceiling had almost crushed him under its weight, but Barry barely managed to dive out of the way and allow the ceiling to smash through the area that he was previously standing.

"Barry, the structure of the building is quickly deteriorating! You need to hurry!" Cisco's voice warned through the comms, spurring Barry to act.

In a few seconds, several people were placed safely outside of the burning apartment complex and away from the flames. Thankfully, the ambulance, and police and the fire department arrived on the scene as Barry had finished up.

"Are you guys okay?" The Flash called out to all of the people that he just saved, and they all looked at him with wide eyes, obviously shocked at his seemingly instant arrival. Barry didn't wait for a response, and he swiftly examined all of their outward appearance for any sign of damage or affliction, finding none on any.

Barry stood up straight when he saw that a pair of police officers were approaching him cautiously. He recognized them both instantly, seeing as he worked with them daily as Barry Allen. Eddie Thawne and Joe West. Barry had to force down the urge to grin as they got close enough to speak to him.

"So you must be the vigilante …" Eddie spat distastefully, both of his crustal blue eyes latching on Barry's vibrating face, as if the detective was trying to figure out who was behind the mask.

"I prefer the Flash, actually. Don't you keep up with social media?" Barry asked sarcastically, the constant vibration of his body distorting his voice beyond recognition. Eddie's face twisted downwards into a frown and he took a few steps forward, watching Barry carefully with one hand on his pistol.

"I prefer criminal." Eddie spoke firmly, daringly staring the Flash in the eyes. "You don't have the right to roam our streets a-"

"-And save people's lives?" The Flash asked Eddie casually, not letting the blonde detective pull one of his nerves. Barry knew that what he was doing was right.

The trio fell silent for a few moments, and in an effort to end the awkward silence, Joe turned to the Flash and offered a hand to him. Barry took it and shook Joe's hand smoothly.

"Thank you, Flash. If it wasn't for you, there'd be a lot more casualties today." Joe commended the Flash, trying to hold back a proud smile from crossing his face. Who wouldn't be proud of their son saving the lives of a dozen people?

"It's my pleasure. I'll see you another time, Detective West and Detective Thawne." Flash took a few steps back and turned around, swiftly escaping from the scene and leaving only a trail of yellow lightning in his wake.

S.T.A.R LABS

Barry skidding into the Cortex at extreme speeds, sending papers and documents scattered across the room. He still had his Flash uniform on, minus the hood, and the speedster had an undeniable grin spread across his face.

"We did it again!" Barry hollered loudly, spotting Cisco sitting at one of the computer desks working. Cisco appeared as exhilarated as Barry was, or even more so because of what he just managed to dig up from the archives.

"Congrats, bro! I'm just glad you didn't get burnt to a toast by Heat Wave's flames!" Cisco celebrated gladly, earning a confused eyebrow raise from Barry. Cisco didn't even need to wait to know that Barry wanted him to explain.

"Heat Wave is the pyromaniac's new alias. I made it myself!" The short Latino explained proudly, an obnoxious grin spreading across his chubby face. Barry nodded his head in approval, putting his fist up to his chin as if he was about to enter into a thinking pose.

"I like it." Barry decided truthfully.

"Of course you do. But I've got something that you're going to like even more than a cool nickname!" Cisco told Barry, the excitement intertwined in his word increasing exponentially as he went along. The short Latino headed towards one of the many large computer and he sat down casually and began to type up a storm.

"What did you find?" Barry asked Cisco, his tone of voice indicating that he was highly interested. Both of his eyebrows raised considerably and his emerald eyes latched onto the projection that had been casted on the wall the moment that Barry asked the question.

On the projection, the mug shot of an older man with a bald head and a hardened face was displayed. Barry took little under a second to memorize the face and the name of the man on the screen.

"Mick Rory…" Barry let the name role off of his tongue easily, and it didn't take long for the CSI to recognize the name and the face of the criminal. "He was a thief that we tried to bring in at the beginning of the year, but he somehow escaped."

"He wasn't only a thief. Mick Rory is also a convicted arsenic that has set alight dozens of buildings in his life time." Cisco informed Barry, who had been was listening to each of Cisco's words carefully. Barry connected the dots easily, and Cisco turned his head back to the projection.

Several security camera pictures appeared on the screen, each picture having a clear view of Mick Rory standing suspiciously around some buildings.

"These pictures were taken next to several Central City buildings, minutes before they went up into flames. Good news, I've been able to track Heat Wave back to his hide out via surveillance footage." Cisco told Barry, simultaneously putting on a sour face.

"And the bad news?" Barry asked Cisco, crossing his arms across his chest expectedly. Cisco went back to rapidly typing on his keyboard, and a new set of pictures rolled up on the projector. Now displayed on the screen was Mick entering Stagg Industries and meeting up with a blonde haired business man. Barry's face lifted in surprised when he recognized the business man to be Simon Stagg, the CEO of Stagg Industries.

This was a shocking development for Barry, seeing as he had previously looked up to Simon Stagg on a high pedestal, just below Harrison Wells. Stagg Industries' scientific discoveries grew exponentially in the months following the Particle Accelerator explosion.

"So he's working with Simon Stagg?" Barry asked Cisco, who turned to the speedster and shrugged his shoulders.

"It seems like that. I also found out that Simon Stagg paid for Heat Waves' bail a few weeks ago." Cisco informed Barry, who was already trying to piece the entire situation together. The look on his face displayed pure confusion, and the room fell silent for a few seconds.

"Then why don't I go and take Heat Wave in?" Barry asked Cisco, although he was sure that they both knew the answer already. Barry looked at the pedestal for his Flash costume and he flashed over to it, changing out of his Flash clothes and putting on his ordinary clothes.

"There isn't enough evidence that he committed the crimes. The courts are going to say that it was all coincidental." Cisco told Barry, who was obviously bummed out by the facts. His normally cheerful smile was replaced with a distasteful frown.

Barry would have to catch him in the act.

"Hey, at least you might be dealing with another meta-human. You've practically been on a super villain dry spell after Mardon and The Mist!" Cisco laughed cheerfully, and Barry couldn't help but to join in with the laughter.

"Ahh, you're right! Saving cats from trees and stopping robbers is getting a little boring!" Barry replied gleefully, his eyes glistening at the prospect of fighting another meta-human again. Despite almost dying both times, the fight was exhilarating, and putting Kyle Nimbus in the pipeline was extremely satisfying.

It was around that moment when Barry noticed the lack of a certain brunette doctor and a wheel chaired professor. Barry took another look around the empty Cortex, which confirmed what he had thought. Dr. Wells office door was tightly shut, and Caitlin's own room was also shut.

"Hey, Cisco. Where did Caitlin and Dr. Wells go?" Barry asked the scientist, who's face dropped into a frown almost as soon as Barry's words slipped out of his mouth.

"Daniel was attacked at school by another student about an hour ago." Cisco informed Barry, who's eyes widened slightly, before dropping almost as quickly as they went up. "I didn't get to find out the extent of the injuries because Dr. Wells left with Caitlin as soon as we found out."

Barry stood uneasily, hopping from his left foot to his right foot as he was told. It was clear to Cisco that Barry was bursting to head over to Central City High to see if his brother was fine, especially seeing that Cisco knew about the little skirmish that the two brothers had the night prior.

"Whatever the injury is, he'll recover quickly. DNA proves that he's probably a meta-human now, and seeing that he woke up with the same cellular regeneration as you…" Cisco stopped midsentence when he saw that Barry already had the point.

Barry stood with his arms crossed over his chest, working in conjunction with the stoic look on his face. Shouldn't he be able to tell Danny about his secret identity now? In Barry and Cisco's joint opinion, Daniel's knowing that Barry was the Flash couldn't bring anything bad to the team; especially if Daniel was a meta-human.

Unfortunately, Dr. Wells and Caitlin both didn't agree with their opinions, quickly shutting them both down whenever they brought up the idea. Fortunately, Dr. Snow appeared to be seeing Barry and Cisco's side of the argument as time went on.

However, Dr. Wells hadn't show any sign of changing his opinion in the slightest, and was becoming evidently more frustrated each time that Barry brought it up. Barry couldn't understand it, but he told Dr. Wells that he would respect his decision, seeing that Dr. Wells was Daniel's legal parent.

That meant no more arguing about if they should tell Daniel.

"Yeah, he'll be fine…" Barry to Cisco, his tone of voice downcast and unconvinced. Not because Barry believed that Daniel wouldn't recover from whatever physical infliction that he might have, but because of the mental drift that was forming between Barry and Daniel because of this ridiculous lie.

Barry took his creamy hands out of his pocket and both of his emerald green eyes flashed over with electricity. He turned to the entrance of the Cortex and narrowed his eyes slightly, indicating to Cisco that he was preparing to run.

"Tell everyone that I said hi."

Cisco's voice was the last thing that Barry heard before he went zooming out of the Cortex, red lightning bouncing across his entire body. It would only take a few seconds to get to Daniel's school but the longer Barry ran, it seemed like forever. Barry knew that it was because of the worry he felt for his brother.

The speedster had been warned that Daniel would get some opposition at school, because of some stupid conspiracies online. However, Barry didn't expect that it would be so bad that Daniel would get hurt on his first day back.

Barry skidded to a stop in an alleyway a few yards away from the school, in a place where he was certain that no one would see him. Barry took a quick glance around to make sure that no one was around him, before stepping out and laying his eyes on the school…

Barry hadn't expected to see Central City High in ruins…

I'm so sorry for such a late chapter 3. I wrote this all about a week and a half ago, but my sister accidently closed the document before I could save it ;/

Neither the less, I will try to make Chapter 4 come even quicker. I hope you guy enjoyed this chapter, including the cliff hanger that I left x3 So guys, what was your favorite part of the chapter? Do any of you guys know who Alex Merkel is?

Because no body answered last chapter's question, it will still stand.

What does Professor Zoom's powers include in the New 52?

R&R (Read and Review)

-Haise Kaneki