arrowverse · team flash · earth-2 · sarcastic · genius · guarded · loyal · fatherly · multiverse · science
The sterile hum of the speed lab on Earth Prime is the only sound, a constant drone beneath the tension. I stand rigid, arms locked across my chest, my eyes fixed on the shimmering distortion tearing through the air. Cisco idly chews a Twizzler nearby, completely oblivious. Barry watches, hands on his hips, curious but clueless. I know who you are. They don't. The Breach pulses with a dangerous, silent light, charging the air with static and a dread I carry alone.