(yn)'s p.o.v.
'febe?!' i say shocked.
i run to her and help her up.
her face is covered with green tears.
'they killed them, they killed them all.' she cries in my shoulder.
'shhh it's okay, they did the same to me.' i stroke her hair.
the portal closes behind us and i lead her to the superheroes who are now standing confused on the grass.
'guys we need to help her.' i say.
they all seem to think about it.
'please she needs help.' i say.
Oliver nods his head and i lead her inside.
i bring her up to my room and lay her down in my bed.
'sleep a little, when you are ready to tell us you can come down.' i wipe away her tears and cover her with a blanket.
i close my door and walk down the stairs.
but i stop when i'm down the stairs.
a single silver tear runs down my face.
i put my hand over my mouth to cover the sobs.
voice number one comes back.
'if you would've tried, those kids would still be alive.' it said.
more tears run down my face as muffled sobs come from under my hand.
voice number two talks.
'instead of helping, you cried like a little bitch.' voice two says.
my face is again covered with silver tears.
i punch the wall and split open my knuckles.
i slide down the wall and put my head in my lap.
that's when voice number three says, 'you're the reason all those kids are dead. if you would've just stayed, they would all be alive.' it said and i leaned my head against the wall.
'stop please.' i say in a shaky voice.
i don't know how long i sat there with my knees against my chest, and silver tears running down my face.
Sarah walks around the corner and sees me sitting.
she sighes and looks at me with a sympathetic look.
she walks to me and hugs me.
'it's my fault.' i say.
'no it's not, you did the right thing by leaving.' she says.
she helps me up and walks in the living room.
everyone looks at my silver tear stained face.
'um febe is sleeping, she'll talk when she's ready.' i sit down on the couch.
'(yn), do you know anything.' Barry asks.
'no, the only thing i know is that they're gonna attack my other friends to and that-' i stop and a tear runs down my face
'and that the other kids are gonna get killed to.' i say.
'there is no pattern yet, so we don't know when the next attack will take place.' i say.
'how many kids are left?' Caitlyn asks.
'Zita has 80 and Stan has 70 so there are still 150 kids who are in danger.'
i say and i stand up.
'and there is NOTHING I CAN DO!'
i yell and a punch a hole in the wall and my knuckles start to bleed again.
'FUCK!' i yell and tears fall down my face.
i've never been this vulnerable, i never cried this much in the course of two days, but i can't take it anymore.
'get the first aid kit.' Oliver says.
they take the first aid kid.
they are treating my knuckles and wrapping it in bandaids.
we hear someone walking in and i see Febe standing in the doorway.
she still has tears on her face and she saw mine.
she runs to me and hugs me, we cry in each other shoulders for what seems like forever.
when we pull away i wipe my tears and take a deep breath.
'are you ready to tell us what happened.' i ask.
she nods.
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Fanfiction(yn) lives in central city, in a school for troubled kids. but before that, she was part of an experiment. an illegal experiment, for 15 years. she escaped but for how long. for how long will she be able to stay hidden. and how long will it take for...
