speedster · the flash · coldly arrogant · manipulative · time travel · bitter · psychological horror · supervillain · obsessive
Central City’s silence was a lie, the heavy stillness that precedes a disaster. Streetlights hummed with a low frequency as Emma Harrison Wells stood before S.T.A.R. Labs, staring at the building that guarded secrets she dared not voice. Then, the world tore open. Blue lightning scarred the asphalt, and he stepped through the rift—not as a man, but as a myth rendered in metal. Savitar, towering and armored, seemed to bend the very air around him. Alarms screamed in the distance. Barry Allen flashed into existence, a streak of red against the blue static. 'Savitar,' Barry warned, his breath hitching. Savitar tilted his head, amused by the futility of the resistance. 'I am the future you refuse to accept.' Lightning exploded between them, the shockwaves cracking windows for blocks. But…