⚡ bravery requires fear ⚡

(¸.• ♛ →  Kara heard a familiar voice, Barry. The girl used her super speed to be now where he was “Don’t worry, I will get you out of here” She told him, now with her hand, picking up that debris that were there, with Barry “You okay?”

Barry glanced up at at Kara, sighing with relief. “Thank god.” He said, moving hurriedly to get up. “Yeah I’m fine. Don’t know what I’d do without your super strength, to be honest.” He shook his head, wiping dirt from his arms.

(¸.• ♛ →  Oh no. She was scared and when that happens, bad things always happen or not bad things for her, mostly this bad thing was letting Killer Frost to take over but she didn’t mind, somehow she managed to control a bit that part. Now her hair was white and her lips blue and all of her was chilly, she saw Barry, buried beneath that debris, the woman went there and used her eyes to destroy that, so that way he could get out “Move, Flash, this is time to be a bit more fast”

Barry glanced up at her, wincing as he pulled himself up. “Yeah, thanks for the tip.” He answered, holding his side as he moved away from the rubble. Moving fast wasn’t really going to be all that easy now, not when he was pretty sure one of his ribs was broken. “Are you okay?” He asked her, although he was expecting some smartass response in return.

“Flash!” Cassie called out sprinting toward him, grabbing debris as fast as she could and moving it off of him.  “Are you okay?” She asked concerned for the other though she knew most of it was mute.  Speedsters healed faster then humans, Cassie often got hung up on the fact they still are which means they still can die rather simply.

Barry pushed a piece of rubble out of the way from where he was lying. “Amazingly... nothing is broken.” He grunted as he pushed another out of the way, along with her help, so he could pull himself out of the pile. “You okay?” He asked her, more worried about her than himself. 

There were certain things that Ruby knew were going to happen. She had some information, some idea of the major events of 2018. The metahuman combustion crisis was a big one- but she couldn’t mess with the timeline too dramatically. One thing she did know as that the Flash did not die during it- so she felt pretty safe in saving him. Lifting the heavy chunk of rock from him and hoping his accelerated healing would fix… whatever damage it had caused, she dragged him out of the rubble. “Hey, hey? You still with us?”

Everything went dark. Not in a blackout sorta way, but in the way that all sunlight was blocked out. Barry was aware of two things at that point. One, he couldn’t move. Two, he was pretty damn sure his leg was caught under something heavy. And boy did it hurt. He squinted as sunlight suddenly flooded over him, blinking a few times as he was strongly pulled from the rubble. He gasped, the pain suddenly searing in his leg. “Yeah, yeah I’m okay.” He forced himself to say, reaching for his leg. It wasn’t broken, he was sure of, thank god. But he definitely could feel it bleeding, and it was distracting him from the person who had just saved him.

          when all was said and done, jason was a human. his strength and weaknesses were all bound to that one singular fact. h u m a n. a human with a twisted moral streak that involved killing others without guilt or remorse sure, but this? even jason, who claimed he didn’t feel a thing, couldn’t help but race forward as a doorway filled with falling debris, trapping kids and adults alike inside the burning building. he could hear the shouts – the screaming. without thinking, he started attacking the fallen barriers in a bid to get through. “SOMEONE… FUCKING… HELP ME!” each punch and shove was punctuated with a yell as he exerted himself over and over again. “COME ON!”

Barry didn’t know what was going on. It was all happening so fast, he didn’t even think before he put on his suit and ran to the streets of the city. All he could do was keep his team updated and try and save as many people as he could. As he ran into a building that was close to collapsing, he heard yelling, screaming. But someone in particular was demanding help because he was saving others. Barry ran over in a blink of an eye, immediately helping the man pull the barriers out of the way. “As soon as we get these out of the way I’ll grab everyone and you get them out of here.” He said over the loud crackling of the flames.

She barelyfelt a thing, and before she knew it, they were home. Iris smiled at Barry andunlocked the door, sighing at the warmth welcoming them in. “You pick themovie, I’ll make us some hot chocolate and bring the menus so we can decide.I’m feeling Chinese, what about you?” With her bag and jacket soonforgotten, she made it to the kitchen, smiling the noise in the other room. Ittruly felt like home when Barry was around.

Barry followed after her, bouncing on his toes as he shut the door behind them. “Chinese sounds... great.” He shrugged and gave her a smile before heading to the living room and crouching down beside the entertainment center. “How do you feel about Anchorman? Or maybe like. A holiday movie... Hm.” He pursed his lips, feeling indecisive.

“I’ve been lucky most of my life, when it’s come to things like that,” he hummed, leaning away from the machine as it steamed. “My parents were… very well off, but when I was thirteen they were in a serious accident, my mother… passed away, and my father was wheelchair bound.” He was almost clinical as he said it- he had to be, now. “We had to spend a lot of the family money on getting somewhere adapted for him, and support while I was at school. And he struggled with it a lot, we ended up with… we weren’t penniless, but we weren’t really rich anymore. I’m exceptionally fortunate that… when he passed away I was adopted- sort of- by Bruce Wayne.” Was that too much information? He wasn’t sure. If Barry knew Bruce’s identity it probably wouldn’t be too much more of a leap to deduce Tim’s, but it was public record. 

Barry grew serious, listening as he spoke. He hadn’t known... any of that. Of course he was still getting to know Tim, but he would never have guessed his past was quite similar to his own. Barry knew what it was like to have no parents. It was devastating, and he still was trying to cope. “Oh. Okay hold on. Bruce Wayne? Seriously?” He raised a brow, this story taking a really strange and unusual turn. 

“I kind of don’t survive without coffee,” he said, shaking his head a little. “I don’t sleep much, so… it’s probably bad for me, but it’d be worse if I didn’t drink so much of it.” Tim grinned, setting the machine up for hot chocolate as he vaguely remembered the instructions saying. “I might see if I can get syrups and stuff, you know? Once upon a time I thought I’d have to be a barista. Family money problems,” he shrugged a little. 

Barry was glad he wasn’t addicted to caffeine. He probably would be with the copious amounts of coffee he drank, but he tried to stick to decaf to avoid that. He was pretty sure almost everyone at his work was addicted to the stuff. Working at the CCPD was pretty much an around the clock job. “Hey, man, nothing wrong with that. I’ve had my fair share of odd jobs.” He shrugged, thinking back. “I definitely was a janitor once.” Barry told him.

It was getting cold for a walk, and it would take them a while to make it home. Sometimes using his speed for their own selfish needs wasn’t bad. The Flash had done a lot for the city, he deserved a break once in a while. “Yes, please. I haven’t eaten anything since lunch,” she said, giving her stomach a soft pat. “And I don’t feel like turning into a popsicle out here.”

“Oh well we definitely don’t want that.” Barry said seriously before smirking and moving to pick her up. “Alright, hold on tight.” He warned, although he knew she knew the drill. This definitely wasn’t the first time they’d done this. Once he picked her up he took off at a run, and in a matter of seconds they were in front of the stairs leading up to the porch. Barry set her down gently, only mildly out of breath. “And here we are.”

“True,” Tim nodded, turning to the various tubs. “Right, this one’s decaf coffee, I think, I haven’t touched it- oh, this one I think is normal hot chocolate?” He said, squinting at the label. “It’s, uh. Kind of a special… mini-industrial… thing.” He ran a hand through his hair, sheepishly looking at Barry. “I like coffee, I figured best to spend a little more for something that’ll get a lot of use, you know?”

“No, no I think that’s cool. Also something we really need around here.” Barry admitted with a shrug. “I’ll definitely have some hot chocolate this time around. Decaf next time.” He pointed. Probably the only coffee he could really have without any bad side effects that would annoy the hell out of people around him.

(¸.• ♛ →  "I know but she’s powerful enough and even if you are faster, I’ve never met someone like her before” She muttered, a small sigh escaped from her lips, looking at Barry “Sure someone but no one really could, she’s very clever and strong too, I wasn’t strong enough, I guess…” Her head was starting to hurt a bit “He really hits pretty hard, especially when she has all those metals in his hard”

He was sure his previous enemies, Zoom.. Savitar, they had to be more powerful than this new enemy. “Maybe not alone. But together?” Barry furrowed his brows and moved to pick her up. “Come on, let’s get you some help.” He ran out of there, needing to get her fixed up back at S.T.A.R Labs.

“I’m not that stupid,” he laughed a little, shaking his head. “And there is stuff he can do that I’m not even close to, that’s why I’m here- to learn.” Fighting had always come more difficultly to him than any of the other Robins- even Steph- but he was good at thinking. He wasn’t a superhero, he wasn’t particularly special- he was an athletic teenager. With a genius level IQ. And in his darkest moments, he clung to that. “I… might? It came with a load of tubs of things.”

Iris triedher best to hide her joy, but it was difficult so she gave him a bright smileinstead. “Thirty? I believe there was a time we watched it at least once aweek, so it’s safe to say that I’ve lost count.” But they couldn’t say noto her dad, it was almost impossible. “Don’t worry, dad’s not home. We’llwatch any movie you want, how does that sound?” Iris tossed her emptycoffee cup into a trash can and linked her arm through his.

“Yeah... You’re right.” Barry forgot that phase where they literally did watch it that often. It had been torture. They were definitely teenagers around that time, and all he’d wanted to watch was sci-fi flicks. Mainly Star Wars. Needless to say he wasn’t any less nerdy than back then. “Sounds perfect.” Barry said softly, his heart skipping a beat as her arm linked through his. “So can I like, get us home at my speed or do you want to walk the whole way there...?” He scrunched his nose up cutely.