Mothpoint #8- Burnt
====A Safehouse====
Booster- Wally! You're not dead! That's a relief! Don't suppose you can talk to the League, tell 'em to back off? For your pal Booster?
Thawne- Hmm. Perhaps, if you do something for me...
*Impressions weren't his forte, or at least, hadn't been for a while. Thawne had distant memories of a time he masqueraded as Barry Allen, but they were jumbled, distorted- an all too familiar consequence of his timeline meddling. Thank God, then, they were not only gullible, but very, very drunk*
Booster- Yeah... I'm sure that's manageable, like, what do you-
*The business like tone surfaces again. All the time he's been there, Thawne has been focused on one thing-*
Thawne- Your time courier. That'll do.
*Booster stops, laughs briefly, glancing at Ted, before holding up his wrist to Thawne*
Booster- *This* old thing? Because I should warn you, it hasn't worked in a really long-
*Flash. Thawne tinkers with it, while Ted and Booster exchange looks*
Ted- How did he-?
Booster- Eh, Speed stuff, man.
Thawne- I'm sure it'll suffice.
Booster- Right oh, just don't do anything crazy like y'know, save your family, stop Sanctuary, because heh, that's crazy.
Thawne- Crazy. Yeah. Thanks... pal.
*Thawne walks to the door. Slowly. Normally he'd run, but Wally was a people person. He couldn't be seen as impersonal now, could he?*
Ted- Just one last thing-
Thawne- Oh, I have to be going.
Ted- How gullible do you think we are?
*Thawne groans and turns back to the duo, both are armed. Irritated, he yells out sarcastically*
Thawne- Oh, please...
Ted- Let's get one thing straight, we're drunk, but we're not *that* drunk!
Booster- As in, we know that's just a cosplay you've got on... Zolomon.
Thawne- Heh. It's Thawne actually.
...
Booster- Oh, I thought Zoom is Wally's-
Thawne- I'm a *Reverse* Flash, it doesn't matter who holds the mantle.
Booster- Yeah, we just- well, I thought there was some exclusivity
Ted- Seems like there would be.
Thawne- Heh. Well, you know
*His eyes crackle with lightning*
Booster- I'm thinking we should've just let him go...
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* So his dad shot him. That was new, Simon thought. The bullet went through his armour, but that wasn't what really stung. It was a mistake coming here, but admitting that was admitted Thawne was right, and well, the thought sickened him. A cough awakened him from his blood loss ramblings- Emi's. No matter his own pain, she had to come first, he had to believe that if someone remembered him, surely she would*
Simon- Hey.
*She stirs, confused for a minute. Then punches him in the face*
Emi- Who are you?
Simon- It's me, I-
Emi- How did you know my name?!
Simon- Because... because I know you!
...
Emi- So, you're a stalker?
Simon- Wait, what? No! Emi, please tell me you remember me!
Emi- I know you got me shot and exposed my identity, so that's two reasons to put an arrow in-
Simon- Please, just calm down.
???- Step away from her.
*It's her brother. And he doesn't look too happy that she's clutching her arm, nor that some stranger is currently shaking her by the shoulders*
Simon- This is a misunderstanding, if you-
Ollie- I said-
*It happened again, as though someone has taken control of him, Simon grabbed his gun, and sent Green Arrow flying into a stack of wooden boxes*
Emi- Ollie!
Simon- I didn't- I wouldn't- I... it was on stun, I swear.
*Or at least, Simon hoped. What was happening to him?*
Simon- We have to go.
Emi- I'm not going-
*Simon activates the lowest setting on his gun, just enough to stun her, not enough for any lasting pain*
Simon- Sorry.
====
*Walker feels his windpipe is about to burst. Behind his mask, their eyes are locked. Carson's looking demented, almost possesed*
Carson- Good to see you again Drury. I'd say I'd prefer it if it were under different circumstances, but...
*He chuckles*
Carson- That'd be a bone faced lie.
Drury- You're such a dick.
Carson- You would know. Tell me, how's Miranda?
*Walker's mind is racing, thinking of a million ways to skin, gut and shoot him, thinking he could mention her. He claws at him mid air, screaming angrily*
Drury- Don't say her name, don't you fucking dare!
Carson- Dare? Dare?! Yes, I dare! Miranda, Miranda, Miranda, the woman you killed! What exactly are you going to do?
*Airborne, Carson drops his confused, seething, nemesis to the ground bellow, making sure he hits every piece of scaffolding on the way down. Drury takes a breath of air, coughing blood as he does so. A thud to his right, and he knows Carson's landed. And that's when Drury feels the splintered glass in his leg. The vial has smashed*
Drury- No no no no no no... What- what the *hell* do you want from-? Do you know what you've-?!
Carson- Ssshhhh, don't speak, don't spoil the moment. I don't want anything from you. Not *you* at least. Alternate realities, it's a bitch, I'm sure
Drury- Cut the bullshit.
Carson- Oh, but, nah, you wouldn't believe me. If you did this wouldn't be half as sweet!
*He plunges the knife into Walkers leg. He rolls over, trying to force him off him to no avail. A kick to the face, a punch to the ribs, and Drury crashes back down broken.
Carson looks down at him, kneeling on his broken ribcage, then removes his helmet, and licks the blood off his fingers*
Carson- Let's do this proper.
Drury- Do what-?
*A punch, a kick, more blood*
Carson- You really do have a lot of questions don't you? Now, let's see what we're working with-
Drury- Get your hands off-
*A punch. A kick. More blood. The mask's off, but Drury immediately goes to cover his face.*
Carson- No. No. Let's see.
Drury- No! No-!
*As Carson pries his hands away, Drury scratches him. Hard. Unhindered, Carson holds him up to a nearby lamppost and giggles*
Carson- You beauty...
Bridget- Dad!
*Carson stops mid monologue, and turns his bloodied face around to face his daughter. Stopped in her tracks by the sight in front of her, she backs away*
Carson- Bridget, I was just-
Bridget- What... Why are you-?
Carson- Bridget, I can explain, you see-
Bridget- We don't need him!
Carson- But, you see-
Bridget- Just stop, Dad! Stop!
*Like a spell is broken, Carson looks down at Drury, shocked.*
Carson- Walker-?
Drury- Yeah. Yeah, me. Well done *cough* you just killed us all.
*Now Carson steps back, confused, a thousand voices are yelling at him- coward, failure, dick, and he falls to his knees*
Carson- Kitten, I- what'd I do?
Bridget- I... Don't know dad*
*She was lying, but she had to, she finally had her dad back, and she couldn't let these episodes spoil that. Carson smiles, it's fake, and they both know it, but he still collapses into her arms, and she still catches him*
Carson- I don't know... I don't...
*One blast knocks him down, another Bridget. Simon runs towards Drury, carrying Emiko*
Drury- Oh, look, it's-
Simon- -have to go, they won't be down long, move it-
*The boom tube opens, and the three crash back down in the lair, at the feet of-*
Thawne- Well look at that Simon, you made yourself some friends. So did I.
Mothpoint #8- Burnt
====A Safehouse====
Booster- Wally! You're not dead! That's a relief! Don't suppose you can talk to the League, tell 'em to back off? For your pal Booster?
Thawne- Hmm. Perhaps, if you do something for me...
*Impressions weren't his forte, or at least, hadn't been for a while. Thawne had distant memories of a time he masqueraded as Barry Allen, but they were jumbled, distorted- an all too familiar consequence of his timeline meddling. Thank God, then, they were not only gullible, but very, very drunk*
Booster- Yeah... I'm sure that's manageable, like, what do you-
*The business like tone surfaces again. All the time he's been there, Thawne has been focused on one thing-*
Thawne- Your time courier. That'll do.
*Booster stops, laughs briefly, glancing at Ted, before holding up his wrist to Thawne*
Booster- *This* old thing? Because I should warn you, it hasn't worked in a really long-
*Flash. Thawne tinkers with it, while Ted and Booster exchange looks*
Ted- How did he-?
Booster- Eh, Speed stuff, man.
Thawne- I'm sure it'll suffice.
Booster- Right oh, just don't do anything crazy like y'know, save your family, stop Sanctuary, because heh, that's crazy.
Thawne- Crazy. Yeah. Thanks... pal.
*Thawne walks to the door. Slowly. Normally he'd run, but Wally was a people person. He couldn't be seen as impersonal now, could he?*
Ted- Just one last thing-
Thawne- Oh, I have to be going.
Ted- How gullible do you think we are?
*Thawne groans and turns back to the duo, both are armed. Irritated, he yells out sarcastically*
Thawne- Oh, please...
Ted- Let's get one thing straight, we're drunk, but we're not *that* drunk!
Booster- As in, we know that's just a cosplay you've got on... Zolomon.
Thawne- Heh. It's Thawne actually.
...
Booster- Oh, I thought Zoom is Wally's-
Thawne- I'm a *Reverse* Flash, it doesn't matter who holds the mantle.
Booster- Yeah, we just- well, I thought there was some exclusivity
Ted- Seems like there would be.
Thawne- Heh. Well, you know
*His eyes crackle with lightning*
Booster- I'm thinking we should've just let him go...
=====
* So his dad shot him. That was new, Simon thought. The bullet went through his armour, but that wasn't what really stung. It was a mistake coming here, but admitting that was admitted Thawne was right, and well, the thought sickened him. A cough awakened him from his blood loss ramblings- Emi's. No matter his own pain, she had to come first, he had to believe that if someone remembered him, surely she would*
Simon- Hey.
*She stirs, confused for a minute. Then punches him in the face*
Emi- Who are you?
Simon- It's me, I-
Emi- How did you know my name?!
Simon- Because... because I know you!
...
Emi- So, you're a stalker?
Simon- Wait, what? No! Emi, please tell me you remember me!
Emi- I know you got me shot and exposed my identity, so that's two reasons to put an arrow in-
Simon- Please, just calm down.
???- Step away from her.
*It's her brother. And he doesn't look too happy that she's clutching her arm, nor that some stranger is currently shaking her by the shoulders*
Simon- This is a misunderstanding, if you-
Ollie- I said-
*It happened again, as though someone has taken control of him, Simon grabbed his gun, and sent Green Arrow flying into a stack of wooden boxes*
Emi- Ollie!
Simon- I didn't- I wouldn't- I... it was on stun, I swear.
*Or at least, Simon hoped. What was happening to him?*
Simon- We have to go.
Emi- I'm not going-
*Simon activates the lowest setting on his gun, just enough to stun her, not enough for any lasting pain*
Simon- Sorry.
====
*Walker feels his windpipe is about to burst. Behind his mask, their eyes are locked. Carson's looking demented, almost possesed*
Carson- Good to see you again Drury. I'd say I'd prefer it if it were under different circumstances, but...
*He chuckles*
Carson- That'd be a bone faced lie.
Drury- You're such a dick.
Carson- You would know. Tell me, how's Miranda?
*Walker's mind is racing, thinking of a million ways to skin, gut and shoot him, thinking he could mention her. He claws at him mid air, screaming angrily*
Drury- Don't say her name, don't you fucking dare!
Carson- Dare? Dare?! Yes, I dare! Miranda, Miranda, Miranda, the woman you killed! What exactly are you going to do?
*Airborne, Carson drops his confused, seething, nemesis to the ground bellow, making sure he hits every piece of scaffolding on the way down. Drury takes a breath of air, coughing blood as he does so. A thud to his right, and he knows Carson's landed. And that's when Drury feels the splintered glass in his leg. The vial has smashed*
Drury- No no no no no no... What- what the *hell* do you want from-? Do you know what you've-?!
Carson- Ssshhhh, don't speak, don't spoil the moment. I don't want anything from you. Not *you* at least. Alternate realities, it's a bitch, I'm sure
Drury- Cut the bullshit.
Carson- Oh, but, nah, you wouldn't believe me. If you did this wouldn't be half as sweet!
*He plunges the knife into Walkers leg. He rolls over, trying to force him off him to no avail. A kick to the face, a punch to the ribs, and Drury crashes back down broken.
Carson looks down at him, kneeling on his broken ribcage, then removes his helmet, and licks the blood off his fingers*
Carson- Let's do this proper.
Drury- Do what-?
*A punch, a kick, more blood*
Carson- You really do have a lot of questions don't you? Now, let's see what we're working with-
Drury- Get your hands off-
*A punch. A kick. More blood. The mask's off, but Drury immediately goes to cover his face.*
Carson- No. No. Let's see.
Drury- No! No-!
*As Carson pries his hands away, Drury scratches him. Hard. Unhindered, Carson holds him up to a nearby lamppost and giggles*
Carson- You beauty...
Bridget- Dad!
*Carson stops mid monologue, and turns his bloodied face around to face his daughter. Stopped in her tracks by the sight in front of her, she backs away*
Carson- Bridget, I was just-
Bridget- What... Why are you-?
Carson- Bridget, I can explain, you see-
Bridget- We don't need him!
Carson- But, you see-
Bridget- Just stop, Dad! Stop!
*Like a spell is broken, Carson looks down at Drury, shocked.*
Carson- Walker-?
Drury- Yeah. Yeah, me. Well done *cough* you just killed us all.
*Now Carson steps back, confused, a thousand voices are yelling at him- coward, failure, dick, and he falls to his knees*
Carson- Kitten, I- what'd I do?
Bridget- I... Don't know dad*
*She was lying, but she had to, she finally had her dad back, and she couldn't let these episodes spoil that. Carson smiles, it's fake, and they both know it, but he still collapses into her arms, and she still catches him*
Carson- I don't know... I don't...
*One blast knocks him down, another Bridget. Simon runs towards Drury, carrying Emiko*
Drury- Oh, look, it's-
Simon- -have to go, they won't be down long, move it-
*The boom tube opens, and the three crash back down in the lair, at the feet of-*
Thawne- Well look at that Simon, you made yourself some friends. So did I.