Words from Protarn: If I were you, I'd credit the Flash T.V series because that show is the reason why this fanfic existed. Give credit to my friend Nick for insisting me to write a story about his original character, the Bolt.

Earlier: Nicholas felt unconscious again because the writer was too lazy to write a sequence of our main hero struggling throughout the night to save city before he can finally take some rest. Instead, with him unconscious, the police had to struggle throughout the night, which would've been really great if the writer had our hero involved in that event. . .

How long had I been out? It felt like I was in a coma. Wait. Am I in a coma? It was so dark earlier, I barely see a thing. Am I dead? This really made me question about my life choices, because doing something right probably got me killed. It was a big challenge earlier; in one night, I fought the yellow man, Mr. Leg, Carlos, and a group of criminals. I blamed the electricity, whenever it gets into me, I got some kind of a weird feeling that I got to do something that even I knew it's insane. I mean, I let a tiger man joined my side after attempting to kill me, and Mr. Leg. . . He was willing to kill me. . . And his daughter died and his son turned into a freak. And I'm not even going to forget about the city, it was like it fell into anarchy or we just got invaded by aliens. There was a lot of screaming and fire, many weird things happening, and lots and lots of people dying. I never seen so many people died in one night, and all it took was one big explosion. Hearing about an accident during the activation, it just made me frustrated how much an accident could lead to a big disaster. It does really remind me of a time when I accidentally burned a house down, and so many people were angry at me, all of them blamed me for getting something precious to them burned and the things they worked hard for just turned into ash. This sense of loss does remind me what happened in Gotham, and the nice things happening and the horrible things life gave me. Why do so many horrible things happen to people? How can mistakes just lead to pure hatred? Well, I am one of them, because I am a victim of a mistake who both experienced and caused a disaster.

If I were to die, my last regret would be not seeing my sister, Elizabeth. I wonder what she's doing right now. She's not going to be happy if she finds out that I'm dead.

Turns out, she got no reason to be angry at me. I woke up surprised to see myself not in a hospital. Usually a T.V would be on, there would be a flower by the window, and someone might either be waiting for me to get up or that person was already asleep. Sadly I woke up with the tiger man staring at me like I'm some kind a breakfast.

'Good morning.'

'How long had you been watching me?'

'How long do you think you've been sleeping?'

'Why would you do that?'

'I'm bored. And the police thinks you're my master. But at least it's best they think I'm someone's under control, or they'll find a way to restrain me.'

'Anything I missed?'

'Aside from the city needing a cleanup, nothing much. Wait. Almost forgot. There was a weird woman wearing a weird suit who passed by. It was hard to tell what she was wearing exactly but it looked like a cat suit. I tried to chase her off but she found a way to escape. It was all thanks to the windows and the rules that I had to stay in here or they'll put me in a cage.'

'You're talking a lot.'

'There was nothing else to do.'

'Do you know anything about her?'

'A stranger I never met before and nothing was damaged by her, yet. She left a rose, but I decided to hold it and give it to a doctor if it's poison.'

'But you're a tiger. Why don't you just smell it?'

'I got two brains, Nick. It was thanks to you that made me realize that I'm both a tiger and a man. And it was thanks to you that I struggled throughout the night just figuring it out who I am. But that only led me thinking that one side of my memory is crazier than the other. It was really confusing just seeing myself at the same time, especially looking at a mirror. Have you ever felt you're looking at a stranger and it's you at the same time? I had to shut down my brain for the moment.'

'At least you're not vicious.'

'A hunter is weak if he has a weak mind.'

'Don't you mean, minds?'

'You are so lucky that I need you alive. Else I'll eat you.'

'Please don't eat me. . .'

'Don't try to be afraid. You're more hesitant than I remembered. You were braver and more confident. Even with the city state's measuring to hell, you don't seem to be panicking right now.'

'Because I just woke up seeing a tiger. I think I lost my adrenaline rush.'

'Your fault for turning me into your pet.'

'Oh.'

'You must be still dizzy from that experience last night. I won't rush you. Besides, the rush must be tired after experiencing near deaths for the first time. You can ask me anything until you feel awake.'

'Can you tell me anything else about the woman? I might know her.'

'She left a letter with only one word.'

'So what does it say?'

'It says olive.'

'Olive?'

'Doesn't mean I'm part tiger, that doesn't mean I can't read. I'll be living under a wooden box if I can't read.'

'Olive. That really sounds familiar. I just had it in my head, but it's not getting in. Are you sure it was a woman?'

'I don't really have any clue. I figured it was a woman because of the feminine features.'

That kind of statement got me thinking, 'That's something.'

'It was weird.'

'Why?'

'I'm a tiger, Nick. Have you ever see a tiger being attracted to a human? Yet at the same time, it felt right because I'm human. But I'm feeling guilty because I do get a feeling I left someone in Italy. And her wearing a cat just makes it confusing. It was weird, and it gets weirder the more I tried to remember both side of my memory. I blame the person who had my body mixed.'

'Wow. So any idea where we right now?'

'Same place.'

'That explains why this room doesn't look pure white and clean. Did you questioned anyone if they saw a woman passing by?'

'They'll shoot me if I tried to leave the room. And they're too terrified to talk to a tiger that was gone loose from a zoo.'

'Olive. I felt like I heard it before, but it's a name, and it's not olive. Have I met her before? I feel like I do.'

'Don't think about it. You'll fall asleep from getting tired and I would have to stay in this room longer. Constantly I had to roar every one hour to release my stress so I won't act vicious. I'm really surprise that I didn't wake you.'

'Wait a second, if you were here all this time, shouldn't you been able to catch her?'

'She was that good.'

'How?'

'I should be dead by now, Nick. My body was combined by two bodies and I should've looked deformed. In fact my DNA as a tiger and as a human don't match, which could cause the body to destroy itself. The white blood cells would destroy each other. It's common sense. That's why people get certain blood during a surgery. It just works.'

'Yeah you're right. Things in life that are not meant to be questioned because getting spoilers could make you lose your mind. Like knowing the ending of Harry Potter before watching the movies.'

'How can you know the ending of Harry Potter before watching the movies?'

'It's what happens when you're friends with someone who reads books. But I am hoping to have a revenge someday if there would ever be a movie based on a comic. I doubt book readers read comics.'

'Typical nerd war.'

'So. This must be the part I get off from the bed.'

'I'm not allowed to let you leave right now.'

'Let me guess: they'll shoot me.'

'No. They'll shoot me because I'm part tiger. Shooting a tiger is better than you being shot by a cop.'

'I am so going to pretend I didn't hear that.'

'ROOOAAARRRR!'

'What did I do?!'

'Something I got to do every hour. And also the perfect time to tell everyone you're awake.'

I heard footsteps from the other side of the wall, someone is approaching the door, more like a group of people walking. It was Officer Doug and a group of officers. Looking at him closely, he doesn't look as old as Mr. Leg, in fact he looks a decade younger than Mr. Leg. This guy looks like he's in his early forties. He looks a bit tan but mostly pale skinned. His face doesn't look friendly and he doesn't need a beard or a mustache to be menacing.

'You're finally awake. Good. We are going to need you now.'

'Well. . . Um. . .'

'The annoyance of waking up.'

'Is it still bad out there?'

'It still is. We had Mr. Leg and some officers sent to Iron Heights to take control of the situation. We did found that some of our officers carry powers and had them assist Mr. Leg. Still, we have some of our own still under investigation of how their powers work. If we didn't, something catastrophic might happen.'

'Which reminds me. I was trying to save someone I knew last night. Now I remember. How's Barry?'

'Detective Joe's adoptive son? He's in a safe place at the hospital. Detective Joe is keeping watch at him.'

'Sounds nice.'

'Now stand.'

'Okay. . .'

'Then stand if you can. We don't have time to waste.'

'And um. . . I have one more question: do you know what happened that led to all this?'

'I believe you know the answer yourself.'

'Damn.'

'We already sent officers there, but the only problem was it's crowded with protesters, and people with special powers attempting to find a way to demolish the place down. By now the people in there would be taken over by angry mobs. It's not going to be pretty there. The truth why it happened hadn't got into us yet.'

'I'm going to be needed, don't I?'

'We're living in a dark age right now. Last night, hell was unleashed to our city. No matter how many officers we have on the field, they weren't enough. Until we saw a light.'

'That must be me, right?'

'It was already obvious enough. You were a big help to us last night. Would've been worse. In fact I heard reports of a streak of lightning passing by, saving people, and dropping them off to a hospital. It was a very quick event, or should I say, very fast.'

'Thanks. I guess.'

'Times are always changing. And I hate change. But that doesn't mean we cannot adapt. So you should adapt and help us out. The city won't go well if you stay around a bit longer. I'm really getting tired of everyone blaming the police for not doing our job well, when we're trying to do our best to make them happy.'

'What am I suppose to do next then? I'm a, um, just still processing about everything. I thought I had a crazy dream that was too crazy to be real.'

'I understand your feeling. But while you're thinking; there are people out there who needs your help. They need people like us. They need us to close Hell's Gate. If you're a good man, do something for people's sake. Nobody likes a selfish guy who does nothing.'

There is something I don't like about him. As far as I remember, he seems to know something about Mr. Leg. I didn't even know he exist. The guy is so demanding and he doesn't even bother try to comprehend what's going in my mind. I did fought alongside with him last night, but Mr. Leg was around so things was different. With him not around and this guy in front of my face, I feel like I'm seeing one of those parents who expect too much from their kids without giving them a chance to understand themselves. This guy doesn't even know much about me, and he's treating me like a servant already. He was fine with Mr. Leg around. And the thought that everyone is going to hate me for doing nothing just gives me a bad thought about myself.

I noticed the sun was just rising by just looking at the window. The lights were still shut and everything looked dim. There was so many damages in this, like some hurricane just passed by and left everything in a pile of mess. It was a sad feeling looking around, the officers were all looking busy and stressed out, some of them was being aggressive to his own officers. I even heard people crying behind closed doors, probably wanting some privacy for themselves. And the criminals, they were all tied up, and constantly drugged so they won't get out of control. It's actually kinda horrible how they were being treated, I mean they're the bad guys, but drugging them as an easy solution was just cruel, it could kill them from overdose. Yet what solution can I think of to keep them under control. Having them free was really dangerous and they'll be really angry once they're freed from their ropes and find the ones who tortured them. In fact, do some of the criminals even have powers? I don't really think they do, in spite of the fact I never seen them use it.

While I was walking, I felt something rising up in me each step I made. Could be the effect of walking just after passing out. Then for a weird reason, my hand was starting to shake, real fast. I don't think I absorbed any electricity. What happened last night? Something is going wrong with me.

Carlos tried to make me feel better, 'Like I said, Nick. Don't think about it too hard. I really need you conscious and not going berserk.'

'There's something going on in my powers. It never acted like this.'

And here goes Officer Doug, 'Nick, don't do anything. You'll risk everyone's lives. Everyone get out! Get out!'

As if by instinct, I felt my legs twitching, it was vibrating like an earthquake, only faster. For a quick moment, I lost balance and slip to the ground. I tried to get up, but my arms twitched and I winded up spinning myself to a wall.

I looked up, the police already have their guns aimed at me.

'I told you not to move.'

'I'm having-'

'I told you not to move!'

'ROOAAAARRRR!'

Well, at least that stopped the police giving me the attention I don't need. Because now their guns were aimed at Carlos. Everyone was looking at Carlos and many officers stood up and were ready to shoot at Carlos. That roar from Carlos was like a demon's yell, it was terrifying enough to have people get a heart attack. And because he terrified the people, an officer panicked and shot Carlos. But the injury only cause him to roar more. More officers joined in the shooting as Carlos began to bleed a lot.

The feeling of rush came back to me. It was this intense moment that got my heart pumping and ready for action. But how can I do it without electricity? In fact I don't feel like I'm thinking clear right now. Instead I get a feeling I should do it fast. The downside, I don't know where I'm going. I spin around like a mini hurricane and it got the officers knocked down and their guns dropped.

'You dare shoot me!? You dare shoot me!? I'll kill-'

He was suddenly knocked down from being touched by a woman, as if Carlos fell asleep. She was wearing an officer's uniform but it was a messy looking uniform that looked like it was forgotten to be ironed. Although she may look awake, I could see in her face how tired and frustrated she is. I did noticed she's not wearing any makeup at all, and even though she's young and just looking fine, her tired face made her look old. And there's something about her fingernails, they look like needles.

'Sorry everyone. I thought it was another hourly tiger scream. It's really misleading. I honestly thought time was passing so fast.'

Officer Doug began to yell at her, 'Just inject the other one already!'

I couldn't control myself, I was moving erratically. I'm like Taz from Looney Toons. I was causing a lot of damage to the police office. Desks, computers, papers, and other kind of stuffs were getting wrecked by me. Everyone was trying to get away from me, in fact they're trying to get out of the room, but they get terrified if I wind up crossing them. Even Officer Doug was hesitant to have the officers shoot me since they might shoot their own by accident. That officer with needles on her nails was trying to chase me, but the only problem she has was she looked very drowsy, as if anytime, she'll fall off to the ground and start sleeping.

'Get back here! Don't make me go after you. *Yawning* Don't you make me use this.' She seems really tired.

'Help me!'

'Just get over here you slack. *Yawning*'

As if I could. I'm doing more harm than good in here. Concentrating to control my movement was like trying to pull a leash of a giant dog. It's very embarrassing that I can't even control my own body. Just a slight movement is the least I could do, yet that's not even making much progress. I really tried to trip myself to the group, which as a result, made everything worse than I thought. I was spinning and rotating, and it was painful with speed adding more impact of me hitting the ground. I moved as much as I can, maybe get close to that woman as much as I can. I need her injecting me before she falls asleep, or it'll be bad news for everyone.

Just when I thought it was over for everyone, she finally succeeded, but not without any consequence of pain. As obvious as it should feel, it's like being injected by a doctor, except this time it's with five needles at the same time hitting at my chest, instead of my arms. I finally took control of myself, yet now I'm feeling drowsy. I was suppose to lose consciousness, instead I'm awake.

'Mission *Yawning* accomplished.' She fell off to the ground as soon she finished talking.

Officer Doug walked up on me, 'You have strange powers. This should take a while cleaning this mess. We'll add the damage to your salary, unless you got the right insurance. We'll clean this mess later. Normally I would have arrested you for property damage in the police station. But now I found the perfect service you can provide for us.'

In spite of the damages around, the first thing he inspected was Carlos. Can Carlos survive survive getting shot by many bullets? He may have a strong skin but that doesn't mean it's strong enough to stand against a force of metal penetrating through his body. I don't really know how to react on his death. I'm not so sure if he's dead. I feel a bit glad and worried at the same time. I knew it was a mistake to drag him along, yet talking to him earlier made me think I just made a bizarre friend. What are chances of having a tiger man as a friend for a life time?

'Clearly, the injections weren't enough to have you unconscious, instead it made you have better control over yourself, as if the energy and the sleeping injection neutralized your body. Well that doesn't changed the fact what you had done.'

'Wait. . . What?!'

'You're the one who caused this damages. It's a punishment you deserve for failing to use your powers and potentially getting people harmed. In other words: you have to work if you want to pay for your debts.'

'Not again.'

'Look at the bright, you have a job in case you don't have one. We'll work in your registration later, until the situation in the city became halfway stable. It'll be quite a mess listing the names of all people of this city. We don't know who has powers like you.'

'Why are you acting like some kind of a boss?'

'Don't disrespect me. I'm actually the inspector. Captain Singh is still unconscious. And some of the others were either missing or doing something right now. The people are not going to be happy if you got them hurt.'

'This is basically a more of an excuse to have me motivated to work for the police, isn't?'

'It was the perfect moment that I didn't predict.'

'Just give me time to think. My head is all over the place.'

'How comes you were able to act last night?'

'I don't really know. I just go with the flow and a feeling came into me, but it's gone now. My abilities could've changed.'

'What do you mean?'

'Normally I would need to absorb like some kind of an electricity or probably a bit of an energy in the atmosphere. It's gone. I can probably run without needing to absorb anything. But I'm feeling weirdly pressured and stressed out. I don't really know why I'm feeling like this. Everything felt so real right now, it's like I'm not dreaming at all and I only have one life. I was feeling strong and brave. I thought I was feeling confident. I was at the moment and I just thought I should do something. But this bad feeling was like a delay. And now it came to me. I don't know what to do right now. My head is all over the place.'

'Then stop feeling pressured and get to your job already! Stop using that as an excuse to avoid your responsibility. Shut up and move forward! You're an adult now, stop acting like a child. People like you are the main reason why we're wasting our money so that you can get mentally better when there are matters far worse than that.'

An officer was going to protest on Officer Doug, 'Don't pressure him like that. He won't work properly if you give him a bad treatment.'

'Nobody gives you the authority to talk to me.'

I guess I got no option, 'Fine. I-I-I'll do it. Tell me where to go. First, give me time to get hold of my powers.

'We'll drop you off along with Officer Sky and Carlos.'

'The road should be i-in a mess.'

'The road has traffics, but not the sky.'

'What are you saying?'

'We'll use a helicopter and drop off at a safe building nearby Star Labs. It's not going to be safe, since criminals with powers are inclined to shoot us, probably with lasers or fireball. Some of them might even know how to fly, although flying would probably take months to master it. Flying high is the best option we have.'

'A helicopter?!'

'Get used to it. When you're working with the police force, you better overcome your fear. Or else we'll have you locked up until we find a solution what to do with people like you.'

'Wait a second. He's dead. . . Carlos is dead. . . And he'll be too heavy. . .' I can't even believe he's dead. I thought I was starting to know him.

'The injection healed his wounds. That's why we should bring Officer Sky with us. We have a helicopter that is made to carry something heavy arriving soon. Although there won't be enough space for everyone, I recommended to have him carried like a giant log. The only problem our pilot is going to have is arriving here without taking too much damage from hostiles below. In fact, while we wait here, you better learn how to use your powers. Whatever happened to it, learn it at this instant. You'll be needed at clearing the ground so the helicopter may pass through. No. That's not right. You would have to go to the police aviation and have it secured. Once it left, you have to clear the ground.'

'I thought the helicopter would be arriving.'

'I made a mistake, but now I made a better solution.'

'You want me to run by myself?'

'Why else? It's the perfect option and the most efficient. I don't like wasting time. Each minute passes, more people die. You're the only one I know who's capable enough to this. Get to it.'

What wrong with him? The longer he talks, the longer I wished I was born without ears. It's hard to think with his voice nagging at me. How does he even live with himself? Why do I get a feeling he acted like that because he doesn't have a girlfriend? The more he talks, the more stressing thoughts gets into me, like a pile of homework shoving at my face at the same thing without giving me time to process it at a time. He's not letting me work at my own pace, and he's now expecting me to work harder than everyone else all because I have powers. I only get to know it last knight, but then it changed out of nowhere like another slap in the face and I lost control over it. That the only thing I hate about sleeping, is made you unconscious when you're peaceful meaning you're not aware how relaxed you felt, then once you wake up, reality started to punch every part of me and it's the only part when I'm conscious.

'Get going already. Once you get you're powers back, you're halfway there.'

'I can't even defend myself. Why can't you have people protect over me? In fact why can't we just go to Star Labs directly.'

'It's how much I hate of getting casualties. We need as many guards protecting this place. And once you get your powers back, they'll be abandoned in a middle of a road.'

'I can just carry them. Or better yet, let me stay here until the injection's effects shut down.'

'I don't like risking time. We already wasted five minutes because of you. Just take this.'

He handed me a handgun. I don't really know how to react to this. I was thought to never use a gun on people, because guns can kill people in an instant compared to punching. My foster dad wouldn't approve me using it. He told me his parents were killed by an armed thief. I really need to defend myself or else I'll die. At a time like this, I had to be armed against people with weird powers that could probably incinerate me. I feel I should talk some sense at the officer, but it's going to be useless. He's a stubborn know-it-all , and it's not going to make him happy if I should talk back more. But there is one more I got to ask.

'What about Carlos?'

'That man-tiger? He should be fine as long we continue to inject him. I like tigers when they're sleeping because that's the only time I don't see their savage eyes and teeth. Officer Sky would be awaken soon. She's always drowsy even before she began to work here. Her files had said she's always drowsy even when she's at middle-school.'

'Oh.'

So I left the building. There were officers guarding outside the door with a special officer having one of his hands smoking red gas like there's some kind of holes in his hands. He does seem he's trying to figure out how to use it. I kept distant in case it's dangerous to breath in the gas. I'm alone now with chaos standing in front of my face. The safe place right behind me, just watching me leave. The only thing that's making me feel safe is a gun, but it also makes me guilty. It goes against everything my foster dad thought me. He thought me an alternative in the past, just using some martial arts, but that's not going to protect me from a monster who could vomit lava at me. At least the map is not giving me a bad effect. Officer Doug gave it to me because I forgot where the police aviation was at. It's the only thing I hoped not to lose or it'll be bad news. I would have use my phone and take pictures, but the battery is dead and so as the wifi and any form of connection I could use.

Chaos is still happening in this city. A lot of people running around, criminals running free, and weird looking people with weird abilities causing havoc whether they intend it or not. I did see some police around, but they are looking busy. Interrupting them sounds like a bad idea. My powers so far, not so much progress. Just standing here without powers, made me realize how vulnerable I feel. It was so great last night just running with super speed and I could avoid as much problems as much as I like. I kinda miss my old powers. I could just run fast, but there's limit. I just want to keep on running without stopping and worrying about anything.

I tried to sneak in from short alleys and small stores where there's barely anyone around. I suddenly saw a shadow behind me. I had a gun out to protect myself, and without a second thought, I started shooting. So much fear was going on in my mind, I want it to go away, I didn't care how much bullets I wasted. Then I heard a click, the pistol's empty. I looked around if I got someone, unfortunately, I missed all much shots, because that person is still standing. Looking closely, it was a woman, a weird woman wearing a cat suit. It was a skin thought suit that completely covered her body, even her face which makes me wonder how she breath. I was feeling nervous, until she suddenly hugged me. Why would she do that? What is she planning?

'Oh, Nick. It's so good to see you again. It's been years since the last time I saw you. You look so different now compared to your pictures.'

'. . . Who. . . Are you. . . ?'

'You may not recognize me because of the mask, but I'll have you see my face later. It's too dangerous for me to take it off right now. My name is Olivia. Olivia Kyle.'

'I don't know you.'

'I knew you were going to say that. I thought the letter was an enough hint for you. You even forgot that I like cats. You should be ashamed of yourself for forgetting me. All it matters now is we're back together.'

'Stay away from me! You probably mistaken me for someone else.'

'I don't make mistakes when it comes to you.'

What is she saying? I do feel I knew her from someone, but I can't think right now. There is so much going on and I don't know who to trust. Everything is suddenly going crazy, and now there is a woman wearing a cat suit claiming she knew me in the past. I really did tried to remember when I heard about that name. But the only thing I could do now was to push her away and run. She might be crazy, or probably she's planning to mug me or ruin my life. Running should be my best option right now, but I'll like the option better if I could do it faster. The sleeping injection still had my powers shut down. I ran without looking back. If I ran far enough, she won't be able to capture me or worse. My legs is giving up on me already, even my heart and lungs, I just want to get this over with. I heard her voice from behind, she was crying out, sounding like she was worried. I finally gave me. There was nothing else for me to do. . . In a small bright side, a small feeling of rush came back to me, but it's not my powers. It was my instinct, and it's telling me that I had to fight back, because either way, I'll die, but fighting gives me a better chance of living. But before I could do nothing, I was already overwhelmed my her. . .