#allimagines

The team walked into the cortex, cheering amongst themselves and ready to celebrate the victory of their latest big bad. Until they stepped foot inside and saw someone sitting at the computers. Barry was quick to step in front of everyone, taking the lead in whatever battle they were about to face. They waited for the person to reveal themselves which didn’t take long. The chair turned, a woman revealing herself to the team.

“Who are you?” Barry asked, fists out in front of him in a defensive stance.

“Team Flash, about time. We need to talk,” you said, ignoring Barry’s question.

You turned back around in the chair, placing your hands on the keyboard to one of the computers. Your fingers flew across the keys, typing something that they couldn’t see. But that was the least of their concerns, at least until they figured out who you were.

“Who are you? I won’t ask again,” Barry said once again, his tone getting more aggressive.

You turned to look at them one more time, sitting back against your seat and letting out a sigh. “I believe you refer to me as Savitar, God of speed. Goddess actually but I prefer-”

As you were explaining, your sentence was cut short by Barry speeding towards you. You moved before he could touch you though, ending up on the other side of the desk. You weren’t phased by what just happened but Barry was, looking at you with shock on his face. He hadn’t expected you to move as fast as you did, faster than he ever has. Actually, you moved faster than any of the speedsters he’s ever met.

The rest of Team Flash took their positions behind Barry, ready to attack at his given single. You weren’t too worried, instead leaning against the wall and crossing your arms over your chest in a relaxed pose. You kept your eyes on them, watching for their next move.

“That was kind of rude. Are we done?” you asked them.

“I don’t know who you are or what tricks you’re playing but whatever you’re up to, we’ll stop you,” Barry said.

“I’m sure you will speedster,” you mumbled out sarcastically. “I’m not here to play tricks, I’m here to talk. About the speed force, my speed force and whatever the hell you did to her.”

Barry immediately perked up at your words, the entire team did. Their guards lowered some as they stepped further into the room, ready to hear you out.

“What do you mean you’re Savitar? Savitar’s gone, we watched him get erased from time,” Iris spoke up, coming to stand next to Barry.

“No, that was a scared little boy who used my name for his own gain. No offense of course. I’m the real deal, Goddess of speed, first speedster in existence. Although the name Savitar came from humans and their need to worship a deity. You can call me {Name}, that was my name when I was human,” you told them.

“How is this possible?” Cisco asked, being the first of the group to step closer to you. He had a gun in his hand, no doubt something to blast you with if you happened to be evil.

“How is any of it possible? I got my speed long ago through mere accident, back then there was no one like me. So, I spent years searching for what created me and in turn, I created everything that came next, every speedster that came next,” you explained.

“And the speed force? What did you mean by your speed force?” Barry continued to question you.

“Exactly what I mean, it’s mine, I created her. After I learned the capabilities of my speed and those of future speedsters, I created the speed force to stabilize us and all of time. If our speed ran wild, you have no idea the damage it could cause,” you further explained. “Now she’s dying and since you and your team were involved, you’re going to help me stabilize her before we all lose everything.”

By the look on your face and the seriousness of your tone, they believed everything you said. Barry gave you a short nod, the first initiate his trust in you.

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You were by the nurse’s station, tablet in hand as you read over one of your patient’s chart. They were already doing so much better since you had first seen them. The moment you touched them, their injuries disappeared and they started healing from the inside. Another day and they’d be well enough to go home and finish their healing there. It made you smile to yourself, once again grateful for your abilities.

“Dr. {Last Name}?” a voice called out from behind you.

You turned around, coming face-to-face with two men you’d never seen before. One was taller than the other, giving you a soft smile as if to appear nonthreatening. The other did the same, except his was wider and more friendly.

“Yes? What can I do for you?” you asked.

“My name is Barry Allen with CCPD’s CSI and this is my colleague, Cisco Ramon. Could we talk in private?” the tall one named Barry asked.

“Sure, we can talk in my office,” you told them before beginning to walk away from the nurse’s station.

You led them down the halls of the hospital towards a small room that was your office. You opened the door and let them go in first, entering yourself once they were inside and closing the door behind you. When the door was shut, you turned to look back at them, wondering what the CSI division needed with you.

“We’re here because you were attacked a week ago, by Goldface’s men,” Barry explained.

You stood still at the mention of Goldface, for a second reliving the night you were attacked. You were walking home from your shift at the hospital when they came out of nowhere. You didn’t know what they wanted with you at first but three of his men were holding you a knife point. Their intent was to kidnap you and they would have, if it hadn’t been for The Flash saving you.

“What about them?” you asked.

“We need to know why they attacked you that night. We think it might be related to a case we’re working on,” Cisco told you.

You stayed silent for a moment, contemplating on what you should say. There was a reason you were attacked, they had planned to kidnap you for your abilities. How they found out about them was beyond you but they knew you were a meta with healing powers. A meta like you was worth millions on the black market and their every intent was to sell you to the highest bidder.

“I-I don’t know, I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. I’m sorry, I don’t think my situation is related,” you lied.

You saw Barry’s eyebrows furrow for a moment, fully knowing he didn’t believe you. You didn’t want to be involved in this, you got lucky that night and you wanted it to stay that way.

“We can help you, we’ll make sure he and his men won’t hurt you again,” Barry said, hoping to ease your worries and encourage you to speak.

You were quiet again, but something about him told you you could trust him. He felt familiar somehow. “They wanted me for my abilities. I’m a meta-human with healing powers. I don’t know how they found out, the only time I ever use my powers is here at the hospital.”

Neither of them spoke but they shared a look between each other that told you everything. They weren’t shocked about what you told them so you could only assume they had already known.

“You need to come with us. We can keep you safe until we know his men won’t be after you again,” Cisco said.

“I’m sorry I can’t. I have patients here who need me, I can’t just leave them,” you argued.

“Dr. {Last Name}, please come with us. We want to ensure your safety so your patients can continue to have a doctor like you,” Barry spoke this time.

You furrowed your brows this time, thinking about his words before ultimately nodding your head in agreement. He was right, in order for you to keep treating people as you were, you needed to be safe first. After you agreed, they told you they’d be back after your shift was over, giving you the chance to finish your day and pass your patients to someone else in the mean time.

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Marvel

-Fantastic Four/2015 Remake

-Spider-man (All of them)

-Runaways

-Avengers Series

-Doctor Strange

-X-Men

-Eternals

-Captain America Series

-Iron Man Series

DC

-The Flash

-Legends of Tomorrow

-Arrow

-Titans

-Batman/Batfam

Tv Shows/Movies

-The Thundermans

-Big Time Rush

-Lab Rats/Elite Force

-Mighty Med

-Boy Meets World/Girl Meets World

-My Babysitter’s a Vampire

-Wizards of Waverly Place

-Rise of the Guardians

-Melissa and Joey

-The Walking Dead

-The Vampire Diaries/The Originals/Legacies

-Charmed

-Supernatural

-Z-Nation

-Shadowhunters

-Criminal Minds

-Twilight

-Scream the TV Series

-Once Upon a Time

-Power Rangers Reboot

-Shameless

-Outer Banks

-The Hunger Games Series

-Disney’s Descendants Series

-Hemlock Grove

-All of Us Are Dead

-Cobra Kai

-Brooklyn 99

-Total Drama

-One Piece Live Action

Anime

-Hunter x Hunter

-Boku no Hero Academia

-Ouran High School Host Club

-Soul Eater

-Haikyuu

-Fairy Tail

-Jujutsu Kaisen

-Demon Slayer

-Attack on Titan

-Tokyo Revengers

-One Piece

Books

-The Cruel Prince Series

-Percy Jackson Series

You’d gotten caught in the middle of another vampire attack; once again Mystic Falls falling prey to the supernatural. What was supposed to be a stake to the heart turned itself around on you and ended with a stake to your side. You fell back, clutching at your side and crying out in pain as you expected to meet with hard cement. Instead you were caught in someone’s arms, pulled back and away from the vampire that had attacked you. You had hardly payed attention as to who had caught you until you felt the stake in your side being pulled out. It hurt more coming out than it did going in.

Crying out in pain, your eyes flickered down at your wound, watching as blood seeped out and soaked into you shirt. You had half a mind to yell at whoever had done that had it not been for the pain clouding your better judgement. Instead you looked up at whoever was holding you, eyes settling on Damon’s concerned face.

“Damon?” You questioned, more about what was happening rather than directly calling out to him.

“Shh, you’re alright, I got you,” He spoke, his voice gentle and soft, lulling you to stay calm.

You opened your mouth to speak again, only wincing as pain shot through your entire body. You looked back down, the blood loss from your wound causing you to get dizzier by the second. Any minute now you were sure to fall unconscious. Or so you thought until you felt a wrist being pushed against your lips and warm liquid seeping through. Even on the brink of passing out you were still able to figure out that it was Damon feeding you his blood.

“No, don’t,” You said, voice barely above a whisper as you brought a hand of your own to push his away.

“You need it, don’t fight it,” He urged, pushing his wrist closer.

When you opened your mouth again, he took the opportunity to shove his wrist into it and force his blood down your throat. It took a second before you realized what was happening, by then the bitter metallic taste of blood already spreading on you tongue. There was a sweetness to it that as it slid down your throat, urging you to keep drinking. Using your hand, that was once trying to push Damon’s wrist away, to hold his wrist closer to your lips. You gulped down his blood, taking as much as you needed before tearing his wrist away from you for the last time.

Your gaze shifted up after you did, catching that of Damon’s as he stared down intently at you. You let out a few soft breaths and kept your eyes on him, watching as his eyes flickered away from yours and trailed down. His eyes met your lips which were stained red with his blood, a bit of it dripping down your chin. Something about the sight made a sligh smirk tug at the corner of his lips. His gaze shifted down after, looking over at the stab wound your side and watching it starting to fade away.

His smirked turned into a small smile and he looked back up, meeting your eyes again. “You shouldn’t have done that.” You mumbled out quietly, shifting to stand up on your own now that you were healed. Well you tied, even though the vampire blood was working through your system, it seemed like you were still a bit woozy.

“Easy now, don’t try to stand just yet,” Damon replied, shifting you in his arms so he could slip one arm around your back and the other hooking under your knees. “You needed it. What was I supposed to do, let you die?”

“I would’ve been fine,” You said.

“You call being dead fine?” He asked rhetorically.

You opened your mouth to speak again but quickly closed it, deciding to stay quiet. His smile widened a bit, knowing that he got you before hoisting you up higher in his arms. Pulling you close to his chest after and carrying you, fleeing away from the area and leaving the others to deal with the rest.

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You looked at your friends who stood on the other side of the door, watching them struggle to open the door. But their attempts were futile, there was no opening the door, not anymore. Once it closed, that was it, anyone inside would be stuck there until the impending doom hit. But it was okay, you chose to do this, it was the only way to save the world. And while everyone else argued about how to handle the situation differently, you did the only thing that could be done.

“Guys, stop! We all know that door isn’t opening again,” You shouted through the glass.

“Like hell it’s not! We’re getting you out of there,” Bree replied.

You smiled sadly at them and shook your head. “No, you’re not. Look we all know that the only way to stop this thing from going off is in here. And that means someone has to stop it from inside here.”

“But that means the blast will be redirected into this room. If you stay here, you’ll die!” Chase exclaimed.

“I know. But one life for the lives of everyone is a fair trade, and I’m willing to make that trade,” You told them.

“No, we’re not letting you do that,” Kaz said lowly, in disbelief that you would be so willing to give up your life.

“He’s right, you’re not making this sacrifice,” Oliver followed after.

“Guys, you don’t really have a choice here. And this thing is about to go off any second now, so you have to get out of here before it does,” You said.

You could see their faces fall as the realization of what was gonna happen hit them. This was the last time they were going to see you and all because they couldn’t stop this world ending machine. You saw tears prick Bree and Skylar’s eyes, Kaz looked like he wanted to hit something, Oliver could only stare in pity, and you knew Chase was beating himself up over not having the solution.

You looked over at the countdown which was close to hitting zero before looking back at the teammates you called family. “You have to go now. Please.”

You looked over at Chase, eyes pleading with him to lead the others out of here. He understood and gave a slight nod of his head before telling it was the others it was time to go. His voice was firm and authoritative but you could tell he was struggling to keep it from cracking. Finally after some tugging and pulling, your team pulled away from the door. With their backs finally turned to you, you let your smile fall and tears slip down. You said one last goodbye in your head before turning around and getting straight to work.

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Sam was scrolling through John’s journal, looking for information on a monster they were hunting. He stopped midway of turning a page, however, when he noticed something odd. Two of the pages were stuck together, except it looked like it’d been done in purpose.

“Hey, check this out,” Sam called out.

Dean, who had been sitting on the motel bed reading a lore book, looked up. “What? Found something.”

“I don’t know, maybe?” Sam answered.

Dean furrowed his eyebrows in confusion before getting up to join Sam at the table. He watched as Sam carefully pulled the pages apart as to not tear them. His own brows furrowed once he read the contents of the hidden page. He looked up at Dean, still wearing a look of confusion.

“What? What is it?” He asked.

“Our-We have a sister, apparently,” Sam replied.

Dean opened his mouth to say something but no words came out. Instead he took the journal from Sam, wanting to see the proof for himself. He looked down at the journal, at the top of the page written in all caps was a name. {Name}. He skimmed through the page, getting his own sparknotes version.

It was just John talking about the daughter he failed to mention. Not like they didn’t expect it, he failed to mention Adam to them as well. But the way he spoke, about you, the sister they never met. Like you were the light at the end of the tunnel, his reason for living. You were the thing he wanted to protect the most, more so from the creatures that hid in the dark.

“So? What do we do?” Sam asked.

With Adam, he, or rather the ghoul impersonating him, reached out. But with you, you were well kept secret that was never meant to be exposed.

“Nothing,” He answered gruffly.

“What do you mean nothing? We just found out we have a sister and we’re going to do nothing?”

“Yes Sam. Look, for whatever reason, dad hid this page. Meaning that he didn’t want anyone finding out about this and that includes us. Now she probably has a normal, apple pie life and the last thing she needs is the two of us strolling in and messing that up for her. So yeah Sam, we’re gonna do nothing.”

Sam said nothing after that because he knew that Dean was right. You’d been kept hidden from them and all of this, and probably for good reason too. There was no reason for them to come into your life and let their existence be known. Especially, as Dean said, if you had a normal life, it wouldn’t be right to mess with it.

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