#evil!flash

This was originally going to be a very dark AU, but somehow it just turned into Eobard whining to Malcolm about how annoying it is to be the hero lol oh well :P

“This is ridiculous, utterly ridiculous.” Eobard complained to Malcolm who just looked at the Speedster amused over the rim of his glass tumbler.

“What exactly are you blabbering on about?” Malcolm put his cup down after taking a long sip feeling like he would need it.

“Somehow I became the FLASH!” Eobard exclaimed with a disgusted look on his face. Malcolm couldn’t help but laugh loudly at that, Eobard glared at him as he slumped down in his seat and oh my god was he pouting?

“Do I want to know?” Malcolm asked, he was curious now.

“Apparently when I reworked reality, somehow thinking I want the Flash gone didn’t erase him from reality… It just made him evil! He’s basically me now and I’m suddenly the hero of Central City because they saw me fighting with him.” Eobard explained, making hand gestures while he spoke, making Malcolm smirk a few times.

“The Flash is the villain and you’re suddenly the hero?” Malcolm said to be clear. 

“Yes! The Speed Force must be trolling me, this is really unfair.” Eobard crossed his arms moodily.

“So instead of trying to rule the world you are running around trying to stop the Flash?” Malcolm asked, leaning forward as his eyes glinted with amusement.

“Basically yes, I wager to say that Barry Allen is even worse than I was! He kills people left and right; he toys with Leonard Snart of all people and mocks me! Me!” Eobard ran his hand through his hair making a face. 

“Looks like the Speed Force doesn’t like you messing with reality huh?” Malcolm snickered when Eobard let out a dramatic moan.

“Seems so.” Eobard huffed.

“Why can’t you just catch him and put him in a cell like the Black Flash?” Malcolm asked curiously before a grin spread over his face. “Or maybe you like playing the heroic Speedster, you like fighting and racing with the Flash.”

“I don’t have energy for this anymore, I never knew being a hero was so exhausting and depressing. I suddenly have an odd respect for the Flash I fought against.” Eobard’s face twisted up as something suddenly made sense of something.

“Mr. Thawne the Flash is attacking downtown Central again.” A voice crackled from an earpiece Eobard had on and he heaved a loud sigh.