Be There In a Flash (Speedster Male Reader)

A Midnight Stroll

Disclaimer: My imaginary lawyer has just informed me that I do not have the rights to RWBY, nor do I have the rights to The Flash.

A/n: This chapter takes place a few minutes after the last one.

Third Person Pov:

Location: Vale

All is quiet in Vale's streets, or rather as quiet as possible given the recent dust robberies. But robberies are not the only things keeping the streets awake. After all, who could sleep when there's a lightning bolt racing through the streets. Making windows rattle and dogs bark. But the real question is, what is the lightning racing towards. Well, let's find out.

Y/n Pov:

'Oh man, I missed this feeling, the wind brushing past my face, the ground pushing me forward, and the lightning crackling around me going to every nerve in my body. There's nothing in this multiverse of infinite possibilities that is even remotely close to what I feel when I run, nothing stopping me from going faster except my limits. Maybe I can open the breach.' I start running faster and faster through the streets, dodging cars left and right until I see the swirling blue of a breach. I pick up the pace, desperate to get home, only to get thrown back from the breach like something won't let me leave.

'Ow, that hurt, what the Hell was that, ugh, just my luck. I manage to open a breach, but I can't get through it.' I get back up and start running around Vale again, "Think Flash think, how did you get through the first breach? Oh well, you see, Professor Garrick, I got my ass kicked seven ways to Hell and back and thrown through a dimensional breach opened by three Reverse-Flashes. If only I knew where the breach spat me out. Wait, didn't Oz say I got spat out in his office. Huzza, a plan at last. Hooray, hooray for me, hooray for Zoidberg.'

I get dragged back to reality when I hear a police siren. 'I'm sure the police got this, but maybe I should stick close just in case.'  I trail behind the squad car fast enough to keep up but slow enough that I'm not leaving a trail of lightning. I'm also taking a page out of grandpa's book and vibrating so fast I become invisible. 'Come on, where are you going, pal. I don't have all night. I've got things to do and people to get back to.' About a minute later, I see where the cops are heading. A dust shop, I pick up the pace and get to the front of the shop.'Sweet, an armed robbery, I mean, oh no, an armed robbery. Let's see what I'm dealing with.'

I press a button on my goggles, and now I can see the robbers' heat signatures. 'Ten people total, three on the ground with the other seven stealing the dust—time to save the day Flash.' I run in, put the dust back where it belongs, drag the robbers outside before stopping and making myself visible again.

"What the?"

"How the Hell did we end up out here?"

"The fu-"

"Hello, gentlemen. You do know armed robbery is illegal," I say, disguising my voice by vibrating my vocal cords.

"Who the Hell are you?" One of the robbers says, I'm assuming the guy who organized this whole mess. 'You know what, robber, is too confusing with seven of them. I'm gonna call him, Mike.'

"Well, Mike. I'm The Flash, but that's a story for another time. The story I'm interested in is why are you and your buddies stealing commonly available goods and in the middle of the night no less, oh man, you're neighbors must hate you."

"I don't have to tell you nothin, now let's see you run your mouth once I put a bullet in your brain," 'Mike' points his gun at me before firing his friends following his example.

'Ah tale as old as time, aiming a weapon at a speedster when it's useless. And I knew I forgot to do something.' I catch the bullets once they're close enough before dropping them. "Wow, really upping your game. I mean attempted murder. But the cops will be here any second, and I know for they'll try to arrest me so," I run around the street, knocking out the robbers before they can blink. "Nighty night. Man, this never gets old."