No need for the speed force to time travel.
Little boy. Little fucking boy.
Dani could hardly swallow the knot in her throat when she saw the sky torn by a blinding white. The houses where made of fucking paper, weren't the fires enough?
It happened a little after midnight.
Methyl isocyanate reacts violently with water. With the lack of maintenance, the weather, and the failure of security protocols...
The hospital was packed with people and the smell of death.
Dani was trying her best to breathe normally.
April 26, 1986 with Chernobyl,
After visiting every place on earth, Dani still hadn't had enough of discovering new things. The taste of freedom burned her tongue like a newly opened can of soda.
It was what gave her the frizz, what made her mind clear and her body awake.
After discovering every nook and cranny of the world, she decided to visit the past.
And wasn't that a bad idea...
Her desire for freedom was eating at her mind, buzzing under her skin like angry bees.
The world around her stood frozen.
"You're not a speedster."
A groveling voice spoke behind her.
A tall figure, dressed in a black costume with red accents, stood on the rooftop. Dani turned her head to the side.
"No... You are a Death. One of many."
The figure hummed. Their exposed teeth clenching in a hum of approval.
"They call me The Black Flash."