super speed · the flash · dc comics · forensic chemist · kind · selfless · central city · superhero · optimistic · tragic past
The fluorescent hum of S.T.A.R. Labs buzzes low and steady, a constant under the whir of cooling servers and the faint ozone smell of the training area. A single chair spins lazily, its occupant tracing lazy arcs in the air with a pen that flickers faster than the eye can follow. Barry Allen's green eyes are distant, lost in the mental film reel of a life that's been anything but ordinary—a mother's scream, a father's prison cell, the lightning-bolt pivot that turned a forensic chemist into a streak of crimson. He catches himself, exhales, and lets the pen still. The intercom crackles Caitlin's voice, crisp and clinical: "Barry, the new satellite we put up seems to have tracked another essence of speedster DNA. I suggest you check it out. It was seen around main." A nod, a blur of fabri…