So this is the final part of Flashpoint. It was a fun journey, but it had to come to an end at some point. Hope you all enjoy. The people who contributed to this are Brightburn1985 and ThomasMarieAmell2.0.

Disclaimer: I don't own The Flash

Barry arrived at the warehouse where he had imprisoned the Reverse Flash. His speed was shaky, cutting off at unexpected times, so he had no choice but to drive there. He couldn't risk government officials seeing him use his powers, especially since he now knew they were keeping an eye on him.

The area was abandoned, so there were no people around, and Barry could only pray that there were cameras documenting his suspicious behaviour. He didn't need these people to get more suspicious.

"Flash, you've returned. Have you brought anything to eat? I'm starving," Eobard called to him.

Barry pulled out a bag of Big Belly Burger and pushed it through the slot. "You know, human beings can survive up to weeks without food, so I'd be a little more appreciative if I were you,"

"Is that how long you intend to keep me in here?" Eobard asked. "By the way, are there pickles in here? I hate pickles,"

"I have questions," Barry blurted out.

"And you want me to answer them? What do I get out of it?" Eobard asked.

"I'll get you more food. Any requests you make," Barry offered.

"I want a steak. We're out of cows where I come from. Never tasted a steak before," Eobard immediately asked.

"Now that we have that established, I want to know more about the timeline," Barry asked.

"Ah yes. And what shall we call this brave new world you created? I was thinking 'Flashpoint'. What do you think?"

"You can call it whatever you want, I have questions. My memories. I'm gaining ones I know I've never had and can't recall some of the things from my previous life. Whenever I try to think of them, I just get headaches."

"That's just the timeline catching up to you. The life you lived never existed, so why should you retain memories of a life you never lived? The headaches are just pains of you trying to reach something that's no longer there. There's no word for it, but I like to call them time shocks."

"This whole world. There are things that happened that never did before. Things that wouldn't have changed if my mother survived that night. It wouldn't have affected all of this," Barry told him.

"Time boom. Break the sound barrier, you create a sonic boom. You broke the time barrier Flash. Time boom. Ripples of distortion radiated from that point of impact. Tiny events that have altered throughout the timeline changing things just enough to make a big difference." Thawne smirked.

"What about my speed? It's leaving me. It comes and goes and I can't control it." Barry informed him.

Eobard just laughed. "I was wondering when it was going to happen. Another repercussion. You never gained your speed in this timeline. But the Speed Force exists beyond space and time. It'll be the last thing to leave you before you become completely assimilated into this timeline."

"Why hasn't it happened to you yet?" Barry asked. Being from so far into the future, he should've been the one most affected by the changes in the timeline.

"I don't know. It'll happen eventually. The best answer I have is that I'm stuck here. The more you use your speed, the faster you lose your memories."

"Is there any way to stop this?" Barry asked.

"You can't stop time. You can change it, try to avoid it for as long as you can, but it'll always catch you in the end. If you want to stop what's happening to you, you know what you need to do."

"That's never going to happen," Barry shook his head.

"If you don't we're both going down, and I'll make sure you suffer for an eternity for that," Eobard threatened him.

"I'm happy here. My parents are alive. I've lived a normal life. I don't even need to be The Flash since being a metahuman is illegal unless you register with the government."

"You know, the you that I know, the one from the future, he isn't this stupid. There are going to be consequences for what you've done, and you can't do anything to stop that. You think this timeline is better? There is no better. Things are supposed to happen for a reason, and if they don't, time makes sure it corrects that mistake."

"I've been living in this timeline for months, and I haven't even seen the glimpse of a Time Wraith," Barry reported.

"I guarantee you'll be begging for Time Wraiths when it's all over,"

Barry tried to push the thoughts of the conversation with Thawne to the back of his mind. There was no reason to worry. He couldn't take Thawne's words with a grain of salt. For all he knows, this was just a way to keep his timeline intact, because if Barry never becomes The Flash, Thawne would never gain his speed either. This was all just for his self-preservation.

As the days went by, the time shocks became more painful. His brain was reaching for memories that shouldn't exist anymore. It was being pulled from one direction to the other. Whether he should know this, or that. If this happened, or the other. It was totally tiresome. He could never seem to keep his facts straight.

Things with Caitlin were progressing well. They talked almost constantly and met each other whenever their schedules allowed it. But there were times when he looked at her that he was given a different image than what was actually in front of him. Caitlin with a face filled with rage. Shouting things that he couldn't make out. But then it was over and he was back to seeing his Caitlin.

But then it all went down on one fateful day. The day started normal. Barry was at work, on time for once, and was looking over a couple documents when he felt it.

With his speed disappearing, it had become erratic. He couldn't control it anymore and sometimes it showed up at random times. He'd been able to keep them down for the most part to remain undetected, but this one came so unexpectedly that he had no time to try to contain it.

Barry's body lit up with the lightning crawling over his body and he unwittingly lunged forward in a momentary lapse of control. Barry theorised that these surges happened, because his Speed Force was desperately trying to cling to him, despite that it would inevitably slip away. But the more it was used, the faster it would vanish.

It didn't matter anymore as his body sprinted around the hospital and out the door into the streets. He should've known that keeping his powers bottled up, even if it was disappearing, would never be a good thing.

Barry tried desperately to reel in his powers but they were just too wild to control anymore. Finally his speed cut off and he was launched forward by his momentum and left sprawled on the ground.

The streets were filled with people looking at him. Some had their phones out taking pictures or recording him. The lampposts all had cameras. This was a highly public area that he just got his powers exposed to.

Knowing that those officials would be arriving soon, Barry tried to get his powers together as quickly as he could and he took off.

He was dramatically slower. Whether by choice or not, it wasn't helping him. His speed shut off a few times, but he was able to keep going. There was only one destination in mind.

Barry stumbled on his parent's porch and knocked urgently on the door.

Barry kept a look around. Those people wouldn't take long to catch up to him. He needed a plan and fast to figure out how to get out of this situation. The entire world had figured out he was a transcendent. There was no place he could hide. He'd have to get out of the country at the least. President Luthor wouldn't be able to get to him there.

The door opened to show Caitlin. Barry was confused. What on Earth was she doing here? Did he accidentally go to her place instead? No, this was a house and Caitlin lived in an apartment.

"Caitlin, what are you doing here?" Barry asked.

"I'm just visiting your parents. We talked about this. I thought it was time for me to get to know them, especially since they live so close by. What are you doing here? Don't you still have work?" Caitlin answered.

"No time to explain, I have to talk to my parents." Barry pushed past her and entered the house.

Barry went into the living room and saw his parents on the couch, most likely talking to Caitlin in here. "Barry! What are you doing here so early?"

"I have to be honest with you guys." Barry addressed all three of them. "I've been lying to you for these past few months. But first, I just want you to know that these months have been the best months I've ever lived through,"

"Barry you're starting to scare us," Nora said fearfully for her son.

"I'm not your son. Or at least, I wasn't. I'm not the Barry you know. 17 years ago, something happened in this room. A ball of red and yellow lightning. There was a man, and he was going to stab you mom. But someone else stopped him. That was me. I went back in time and stopped him from killing you and now I've been living in this new reality." Barry told them the truth with tears welling up in his eyes.

Nora shook her head in denial. "No, no that couldn't have been you, because if it was then that would have to mean…"

"I'm a transcendent. I have powers." Barry confirmed her fears. "But today, I lost control of my powers and I got exposed. People are going to be coming for me now and I need to leave,"

"No, see that's not possible, because you were questioned about this just a few weeks ago. They even took a DNA sample. You didn't have powers." Henry denied.

"My powers were disappearing, but none of that matters anymore because people have seen me. People know about my powers. I just came to get some things and say goodbye,"

"Barry you don't have to go, maybe-maybe they didn't see your face. Maybe if you just pretend like it's normal they won't come." Nora said, still in denial.

"I can't take that risk. I care about you guys too much to put you in danger when people out there know what I am," Barry said.

"Then just register with the government. If you do, then it'll be legal. You won't have to hide anymore," Henry pointed out.

"I'm not going to degrade myself by doing that. That would say that I'm less than a human. To not have the right to my own secrets. To have to publicize my abnormality when I just wanted to live a normal life. But now I know that will never happen. I was never meant to have lived a normal life,"

"Well normal is overrated Barry," Caitlin said. "You were right. You were always meant for greater things. And you were an idiot if you thought you could just leave it all behind."

"I'm so sorry I dragged you into this. You didn't deserve this," Barry said to Caitlin.

"Don't be. I'm glad I got to know you. I would rather have gotten to know you these past few weeks, than spend an eternity never knowing you. You've given me something that no one else ever has. A partner who understands me in so many ways. I love you Barry Allen."

Barry sighed in happiness. "I love you too, which is why I'm sorry I have to do this." He said before pulling her to him for a kiss.

Barry didn't give her time to react before pulling away from her.

Suddenly the front door burst open and several people in combat gear stormed the house. "Barry Allen! Put your hands above your head. You are under arrest for being an illegal transcendent. Give yourself up quietly."

"Please, you don't need to do this. Just let me leave. I'll be out of the country in seconds. You'll never hear from me again," Barry pleaded.

"There will be no negotiations. Step toward us calmly and we will not shoot."

"No! My family shouldn't be involved in this. I never told them about my powers. They didn't know!"

"Calmly step forward and we will not shoot."

"Alright," Barry nodded, "I'm coming forward. Just don't shoot."

"Barry…" Nora whispered.

"Step away from the transcendent ma'am. He is a danger to your family."

"That's my son you're talking about! He isn't a danger to anyone. All he wants is to help people. You shouldn't have to lock him up just because he kept a few secrets from you."

"Ma'am, step back from the transcendent before we are forced to take action." The soldier said, pointing the gun towards Nora.

"Mom, don't come any closer. It's over. But everything is going to be okay. I promi-" Barry was cut off as he felt another involuntary power surge in his body. Electricity sparked along his body and behind his eyes. It was only for a brief second, but it was enough for everyone to see.

"The transcendent is hostile! Fire!"

"No!" Barry shouted, but it was too late. The room was filled with the sound of gunshots being fired simultaneously.

Barry's body reacted instantly. He vibrated at the speed which would allow the bullets to pass through him harmlessly. But his body didn't take into account that his parents and Caitlin were directly behind him.

When Barry realized, he turned around with a terrified expression on his face.

The people he loved the most were being riddled with bullets. The officers stopped firing and the three bodies dropped unceremoniously to the ground with three soft thuds.

"No no no no…" Barry mumbled as he crumbled to the ground next to his family. "Please, please…"

But he already knew the answer. There was no way they could have survived the onslaught of bullets.

Barry looked at the officers with pleading eyes. "Call an ambulance. Call somebody. Please, they were innocent. It's me you wanted. You people can do whatever you want to me. Just please help them,"

"You shouldn't have dodged," they coldly responded.

"I…" Barry trailed off. "I shouldn't have…? Ahhh!" Barry tried to lunge forward at them to attack, but some of them got behind him and placed power suppressing cuffs on his arms behind his back. He forced Barry to remain on his knees.

"Transcendent is detained. Send him in." One of the officers talked into their comms.

The door opened. Another business looking man walked through the door. He peered into the room before stepping inside. The rest of the officers backed away from him as the man got closer.

"I haven't seen one of your kind in quite some time. The last one I believe was a young man named Wally West. Tell me, do you know who I am?" the man asked.

"You're the man who caused all this. You're the reason I had to hide my powers for so long. President Luthor." Barry answered, glaring at the bald man for having put forth such an act that would prosecute so many of his fellow metas.

"That's right. You know, I usually don't make house calls, but something about this case compelled me to come. Maybe it's because nobody has seen a speedster in years. Or maybe it's because I really want to do this," Lex Luthor pulled out a gun and pointed it straight at his head.

"You're really going to murder me? A regular civilian?" Barry asked.

"But see, you're not a civilian. You're nothing but a criminal. An illegal transcendent that escaped the system. One that I helped to apprehend and stop before you could pose as a serious threat to our nation. I'll be lauded as a hero. Because in this world, you are nothing." Luthor sneered at him before he pulled the trigger.

All of a sudden, it was like a switch finally flipped in his brain. Despite the power suppressors, it was like his powers had awoken from a deep slumber. Everything turned still. Every moment taken in.

There was no time to waste. Barry phased himself out of the cuffs. The bullet in front of him was no longer a danger, but he had no idea how long until his powers failed him again.

He grabbed the bullet and vibrated his fist until the bullet split in two. Barry positioned each fragment of the bullet to aim into the leg of his captors on either side of him. It would slow them down at the least.

Barry needed to get out of here, and there was only one person who could possibly help him now.

Barry ran for all he was worth. Back to the warehouse he used to store The Reverse Flash. He couldn't believe it had come to this, but the life he made for himself had been destroyed in one fell swoop. It had been a mistake. One that needed to be corrected.

Barry stumbled into the warehouse. His body was failing him again and his head felt like it was trying to split open.

"You're early. What's this about?" Eobard asked.

Barry didn't reply as he sliced the lock off of the bars he used to keep The Reverse Flash contained.

Eobard tentatively stepped out, trying to gauge whether this was another trap.

Barry was forced to sit down but remained upright. Taking deep breaths to steady his pain, and looked at Thawne directly. "I need you to take us back to that night."

"Excuse me?" Thawne asked.

"You heard me. We need to go back and fix everything. There isn't enough time. I don't have the strength to go back myself. People are going to be coming here soon, and they are going to kill me. And when they discover you here they're going to kill you too." Barry explained.

"Well as you elders say, totally worth it. If you die, I can die happy." Eobard smirked at him.

"What do you want?" Barry asked. Before, Thawne was begging Barry to let him go to fix his mistake. Now he was withholding his help.

"I want you to say it. Say what you want me to do." Eobard smiled cruelly at him.

"Are you serious right now?" Barry sighed tiredly on the ground.

"Say it," Eobard demanded.

In the distance, Barry could hear the police cars approaching. Damn. He thought he would have more time.

Looking up at Thawne, he said through gritted teeth. "I need you to go back and… kill my… mother."

"You need me to?" Eobard said, emphasizing the word need. His smile stuck on his face as he watched Barry struggle.

"I want you to." Barry corrected. His head down in shame. "I want you to kill my mother."

"What's the magic word?" Eobard said in a singing tone.

"Please!" Barry shouted. Hatred burning through his eyes as he was forced to speak these words. "Please, I want you to kill my mom."

Eobard snickered at the sight before him. The Flash, a sobbing mess, begging him to kill his mother. "Alright, let's get right back to where we started from." Eobard grabbed Barry by the scruff of his neck and sped off.

Before long, the time barrier broke one last time and they entered the street where it all began again. Eobard left Barry behind and ran into the house.

There, another Flash was trying to console his mother. "Hey, it's okay. You're safe now."

Eobard rushed forward and plunged a vibrating fist into the unsuspecting back of this Barry Allen. "Actually, she's not." Eobard whispered into his ear.

This Barry's last view was his mother's frightened face as her attacker had reappeared. As Barry died, his body faded from existence as well as the previous Reverse Flash. They weren't needed anymore.

The Reverse Flash grabbed a knife and stalked forward to the crying woman on the ground.

Without remorse, The Reverse Flash stabbed the blade into the woman's chest. Nora collapsed to the ground, barely alive, and he got out of there. His part was done.

Eobard grabbed his Barry along the way and brought him back to 2016. "Alright, everything has been brought back to normal. At least, for me anyway." Eobard said mysteriously before he ran off to complete his own timeline.

"Word of advice before I go. Don't go back to that night. The time space continuum has been stretched paper thin at that moment. Any more strain, like any unwanted time travelers could rip it open like a giant wound." Eobard advised Barry before he left.

Eobard ran into another time portal that Barry knew would send him hurtling back to the year 2000, where he would be trapped there for the next 15 years.

Barry slowly walked back into the West household where, upon seeing Joe and Wally, immediately pulled them into a hug. Already, the memories of the forged timeline were starting to disappear as his actual memories resurfaced.

"Are you okay Barr?" Joe asked.

"I just feel like I haven't seen you in such a long time." Barry answered.

"We just saw each other a couple hours ago. Caitlin said you needed to take a moment for yourself. How are you feeling?" Wally pointed out.

"Better than when I left, that I can tell you." Barry replied.

"Well good. I'm glad you're feeling better." Joe smiled at him.

"Where's Iris?" Barry asked. Barry could almost feel the temperature of the room drop as he spoke Iris' name.

The father and son's smiles dropped to frowns. "I'm just going to chalk that up to grief and go to sleep. It's been a long night." Joe walked up the stairs in preparation for bed.

"What did I say?" Barry asked, because he was confused on what could have happened to make them react this way.

"Like you don't know?" Wally said incredulously. "Iris is gone Barry. You know that."

Wally walked away to the kitchen, presumably to get something to drink.

Barry sat down on the couch to think over the bomb that Wally had handed to him. Iris was gone. In what sense? Did he mean…?

"What the hell did I do?" Barry asked himself.

And now we're back. I mentioned how I would make Barry change the timeline again more personal than they did in the show, so I had balance restored by killing his parents again, along with Caitlin in a shootout. And who else hated Thawne after what he made Barry say to get him to change the timeline? Begging and pleading to have his mother murdered. Not just needing, but wanting it to happen.

And then there's the whole time travel with Legends concerning Thawne, but I straightened it out by saying the Speed Force would force Thawne back to 2000. And does anyone want to hazard a guess as to what happened with Iris? You'll find out next week, but I purposefully left it open ended to let people make their own assumptions. And I wasn't entirely sure what I wanted to happen myself, I just knew I had to get Iris out of there or I would have killed her off in a very gruesome way further down the line.

So I'll see you all next week to see the changes that I have done to the timeline. Bye now.