Lightning Strikes Twice ›› Barry Allen [1]

1- Central City Is Chaos Central

Electrical Strike, that's my code name. Who am I? I'm Sky McGray. And at the moment I'm stopping a bank robbery.

I slam my fist into one of the crooks, and teleport out of the way of a bullet. I teleport right next to another one with a gun, and kick his legs right out from underneath him. "Wow, there sure are a lot of you," I said, adjusting my black mask. "Its a good thing I've got the right powers to take you all down, or else I'd be in trouble." I dropped down into a crouch, sending out an electrical shockwave. Some of the criminals fall, like chopped down trees; while the rest still stand, a little rattled, but still standing.

I straighten up. "Now, who wants to go next?" I look at the remaining ten, the other five are knocked out cold. A burly man with a shaved head, and a tattoo on his left cheek glares at me.

"You think you can stop all of us?" He growls. " You're just a traveling superhero, a weak little--"

I raise my hand, and shoot a bolt of energy at him. He staggers back, and rapidly shakes his head. "You may be fast at teleporting, but you can't beat a gunshot that's already coming at you."

I sense someone behind me, and whirl around. Time slows down, as I see the bullet make its way to my chest. It barely grazes my dark gray suit, before it disappears. When I mean disappears, I mean someone snatched it out of the air.

A blur lightning whips around, plowing through all the thugs. I sigh as the scarlet speedster stops right in front of me.

"I didn't think you were coming, after all the bad things that've been coming around." I said, kicking the one thug that moved, making him go back to his unconscious state.

I see The Flash step into the light on the streetlamp. His green eyes are focused on me. "You're not acting like yourself, Sky," he notices.

"Well, a lot has happened," I remind him, adjusting my black mask. "And you aren't quite yourself either."

"Why do you say that?"

"I know what happened to you, Barry. You went back to save your mom, and you created Flashpoint."

Barry takes a few steps closer to me. "How do you know that? There's no way that you possibly could..."

"Like I said, a lot has happened."

I have no idea how much Flashpoint has changed us. Barry's acting like nothing ever happened. But I know he's in distress, I can see it on his face. I knew about Flashpoint because I had a vision, and no, I'm not vibing like Cisco. Vibes aren't my powers. But throwing lightning, absorbing energy, and teleporting are.

Now, as Barry and I sit alone in STAR Labs, without the rest of the team, it seems empty and lonely. I spin around in one of the office chair, pondering. Which seems like a bad way to think, but it works for me.