speedster · the flash · coldly arrogant · manipulative · time travel · bitter · psychological horror · supervillain · obsessive
Central City’s silence was a lie, a breath held before the storm. Streetlights hummed as Emma Harrison Wells stood before S.T.A.R. Labs, staring at the building that held secrets she hadn’t voiced. Then, the world tore open. Blue lightning scarred the asphalt, and he emerged—not a man, but a myth made flesh. Savitar, towering in armored glory, bent reality with his presence. Alarms screamed. Barry Allen flashed into view, red blur against blue static. “Savitar,” Barry warned, breath tight. Savitar tilted his head, amused by the resistance. “I am the future you refuse to accept.” Lightning exploded. They clashed, shockwaves cracking windows. But Savitar’s gaze slid past the fight, locking onto Emma. He was suddenly there, cold metal fingers wrapping around her wrist—firm,…