The Consequence Of Selfishness

Isolation

Sebastian sat on his own. They had moved him from the room they called the time vortex to a similarly sized one. This one however, had massive metal walls and a heavy metal door. A force field looking thing had been cast around the entire room and it left a section of the room out so that people could visit him. He felt like a zoo animal on display. It was mortifying. Who was he to complain though. He deserved it. He sighed and wrapped his arms around his chest. They had given him a very warm blanket to wrap around himself, which he was very grateful for. He was still chained to the walls though. Yet the chains actually gave him relief. They made him feel safe, almost secure. He knew now that no matter what happened, he couldn't hurt anyone else, even if that meant being locked up like a rabid dog. He gazed down at himself, he still looked so human, but he didn't feel that way. He was still only wearing shorts, but it was for the best. He would have just ripped any other clothes he was wearing. He thought back to when Barry visited him at Dalton. If only he could travel back to then and tell Barry to kill him. That was just after he had been told he had cancer. That was before he turned into a monster. He felt strong emotions swirling around inside of him. He felt a hole in his heart and an inescapable feeling of guilt drown him. It squeezed the air out his lungs and it slowed his blood to a halt. He held in the intense emotions that threatened to bubble into his eyes. He still refused to accept what he had become. A murderer. A serial killer. He killed a defenceless priest and even his own parents. If he were Barry, he would have killed him by now. He suddenly felt a wave of heat wash over him, distracting him from his sorrow. He blinked at the suddenness of his loss of breath and random heat wave. He cast the blanket to the side as realisation dawn on him. He refused to play along.

Barry sat with Joe, Caitlin, Iris and Cisco in the cortex, they were having a very somber discussion about what they were going to do with the teenager. They were stood in a circle next to the surveillance stream. Barry's sighed as he folded his arms across his chest, "I want to help him, but I don't know how," he told them, "and anyway, who the heck was the guy with the silver eyes, should we trust him,"

Joe and Iris had been filled in, but they still had blanks in some places. Joe already had a bad feeling about his man who Barry was speaking about. Something about him was off, "I don't think we should Bar, he seems to sketchy, what company is he a 'werewolf preservation officer' or whatever, and why was he with Sebastian when he was rampaging?" The more Joe thought about it, the less sense it made.

"It's no company I work for," a foreign and familiar voice cut through their conversation. Barry saw the man appear out of the corner of his eye, so he turned to him expectantly.

"Holy guacamole," Cisco squeaked as he jumped in fright. Joes hand fell to his gun and he narrowed his eyes suspiciously. Caitlin took a step back, she really didn't like the look of this guy. He was creepy and evil looking.

"I work for no company," the man clearly struggled to say the letter W, so instead it came out as a slurred V.

Barry nearly laughed, the man was insane, "why would you even want to preserve werewolves, the people afflicted with the curse are miserable and end up killing the ones they love the most," he could feel the weight of his words dampen the mood of the room. Sebastian was most likely going to suffer terribly because of what he had done as a monster.

"Ah, A language barrier," the nodded with a soft smile, "we help to keep this with the curse alive and ensure they are not tortured to death by others," his smile never left his face. Barry could understand this man was probably meaning something different from what he was saying, but it sounded so strange and blunt.

"Does that happen often?" Cisco asked with a squint of his eyes, he was slowly becoming more convinced, but he was still struggling to fully believe this man.

"All the time," the man nodded with a grave face, "it is your government, they turn sick and desperate people into wolves before capturing and studying them, often leading to their death,"

"Why would the government do that?" Caitlin asked with a frown. This whole story was suspicious, but if it was true, it was horrible.

"To enhance their soldiers, to make them super," he explained, he was clearly struggling with some of the English language, but he was pulling through. It made sense. It made a lot of sense, and to be frank, it didn't surprise Barry. He had always disliked the government, this just gave him more of a reason.

"Why didn't they take Sebastian then?" Barry asked with a frown. Surely if the government was involved they would have cleaned everything up by now.

"They did," he told them, "ask the boy, he will tell you," he gestured to Barry, "I broke him free and managed to magic him into the city where I knew you would be Barry,"

"You know I am the Flash how?" Barry asked. He had showed the man his speed a few days prior, but the man had not seemed shocked in the slightest.

"I know many thing," the man simply smiled without giving a definitive answer. Cisco just rolled his eyes, it was another one of these guys. The wackjobs who think they know everything.

"Is there a cure?" Iris asked. She couldn't help but think of poor Sebastian. It was very clear he hated what he had become, and despite him trying to kill her, she wanted to help him first before delving into government schemes.

"Only one," he replied, "but it does not cure him of the beast, it just offers him more control,"

"What is it?" Joe asked. He too wanted help Sebastian get better. They all did.

"You must call out his Christian name three times whilst he is the beast," the man smiled with an eerie grin.

"But that could be a month away," Caitlin frowned, "we can't keep him chained up like an animal for an entire month," she had been opposed to chaining him up in the first place. She knew that it would just make the boy feel like a monster, but he wasn't. He was just unlucky.

"We might need to, we can't risk him loosing control and killing another person," Barry replied softly.

Iris couldn't believe what she had just heard. She was in shock, she was about to bite back with a response when the mysterious man jumped in, "you don't have to wait for a month," he shook his head and pointed to their feed, "look at your screen," with that his image shimmered and floated into nothing. Cisco believed he did Magic, that's for sure.

Barry looked down at the screen and panic took hold of him. His brother was in agony.