Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā You still havenāt told me what you want from me this time, Thawne. āĀ
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā As far as he could figure, it had been about a day since heād been taken. Heād returned to a crime scene for a Meta case they were working on, going by himself to see if there was anything new he could discover about who they were looking for, when someone had knocked him out from behind. Looking back, although the crime hadnāt even been remotely speedster-related, it had all the makings of a trap. Something to lure him out alone. He just couldnāt figure out why.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā He hadnāt seen the Reverse-Flash in over a year. Guess he was overdo for a good mind screw, but still ā kidnapping? Heād thought the other man was done with this.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Pale fingers lifted to fiddle uncomfortably with the dampener collar fastened around his throat, and frowning at the takeout bag that had been thrust into the cage. Big Belly Burger, that figured. Did he not eat anything else? Regardless, Barry didnāt exactly have an appetite at the moment, even if he hadnāt eaten all day.Ā ā Iām surprised, normally you just settle for hurting the people I care about instead of coming after me directly. Decided to cut out the middle man finally? āĀ
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā It was still hard to look at him, even knowing the whole Dr. Wells thing had been an act, it still hurt after all these years. This was the guy whoād been his mentor, his friend, someone heād admired for nearly half of his life and had developed extremely very feelings for, ones that never completely went away. The betrayal still ached in him every time he encountered the guy.
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After centuries of endless battle against his nemesis, he finally had the perfect shot. Sure, luring him into a fake crime scene to attack him from behind was hardly an ingenious plan, but sometimes simple was the best way to go. Heād done so many elaborate, personal, torturous schemes, and they all dealt their share of emotional trauma on Barry Allenās life, but this... The self-righteous hero of Central City could be dead now.
Only, the Reverse-Flash couldnāt bring himself to deal the final blow. He hit the heroic speedster over the head, knocked him out, but when he went to tear his heart out.... he hesitated.
Thawne threw the take-out bag into Barryās cage with a look of conflict and disgust, quickly turning away from his captive. What did he want from Barry at this point? He was fully capable of returning home - or anywhere in time, really - on his own now, he clearly couldnāt bring himself to kill his enemy... so what came next?
āIn due time, Mr. Allen,ā the man spoke softly, crossing his arms as he continued facing away from the young man in his cage. āYou and I, weāve been fighting this war for far too long, longer than youāll ever realize. Iāve gone after people you love, hurt you irreversibly, made my mark on your world, just as youāve made your mark on mine. Over and over and over. Perhaps,ā he offered with a shrug, finally turning around to face the Flash with a smirk, āI just want to enjoy this for a while.ā
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