In the outskirts of the city, people were going about their everyday lives. Thanks to the Future Foundation, things have started to calm down and people were getting used to the new normal.
But then there was a sudden surge of energy in the area before a blue sphere opened. Then the giant orb spat out someone running a dozen miles an hour. The figure stopped in the streets as he started to look around the area.
He was an elderly yet a remarkably well-preserved Caucasian male with brown hair and blue eyes. Despite graying around the temples, he still retained most of his original hair color.
He wore a simple uniform, consisting of blue pants, a red long-sleeved shirt emblazoned with an upside down lightning bolt, red boots with small stylized wings, and a tin doughboy helmet that also sported stylized wings on the side.
He started to pant as he fell to his knees and started to look around. He was getting too old for the constant running around. But he got up on his own feet and started to notice the environment he was in.
"I made it." He sighed in relief as he fixed his helmet so the wings were straight with his eyes. "I just have to hope I'm not too late."
And just like that, he got down in a running position and speeds off into the night to try and get what he came for. This man was someone who went by the name of Jay Garrick.
He came here for help. Help to try and save the world he had just escaped from.
Future Foundation 2 : Family Matters