You & I | The Flash FanFiction| BOOK 2

Chapter 20

"You have no business coming here!" Ron yelled.

"C'mon! I just want a little chaos," Matthew cackled.

"That won't happen. Not as long as we're here," Barry said, authoritatively.

"I figured as much, which is why I'm here. To end you all."

The team quickly faced him, Ron ran toward his brother and punched him as hard as he could, letting out all his bottled-up anger.

While they were fighting, Savitar turned to Caitlin and held her shoulders. They crouched down behind the couches, making sure they weren't in harm's way.

"Cait, you have to go hide."

"What? No way! Frost can stay and fight."

"This is not up for debate! I know you're strong, but it doesn't matter if it's you or Frost, you're both pregnant. We have no idea how using your powers could hurt the baby! We-"

Caitlin put a hand up, "yeah, I get it." She looked down, "I just wish I could help."

Savitar put his hands on her cheeks. Behind them, they heard Matthew shouting and explosions through the house, but at the moment, it was all blurred out; Savitar and Caitlin only noticed each other.

"Caitlin Snow, you have helped each and every one of us, in ways you will never understand, you hear me? I don't ever want you to feel like you're useless, 'cause you could never even come close. Right now, let us help you for a change."

Caitlin kissed him passionately, "don't let this go on longer than it already has."

He nodded and ran off into the living room, which barely resembled one.

Matthew laughed, "you really thought you could hide from me."

He was about to throw a fireball at Cecile, but Barry intervened and ran her to her house before anyone even realized she left.

Matthew repeatedly hit Ron, who was bruised all over.

"Please, I'm begging you, let them go. This isn't our earth. It's-it's not out home."

Matthew held him by the collar, "I. Don't. Care. I won't stop until you are alone and weak and begging for mercy. I want you to feel everything Crystal felt the moment she died. I don't want anyone of your so-called friends by your side. If they dare try and help, you know I'll kill them. I'll kill them all while you watch! Mark my words!"

Ron grew enraged. He jumped up and punched his brother to the ground. Ron hit him until there was blood on his knuckles, and he still didn't stop, not until Barry called out to him.

"Ron, stop!" Ron looked back at Barry, who was shaking his head. "This isn't who we are."

"No, Barry. You don't understand. We have to finish this, once and for all. It's the only way we can be safe."

Barry glanced over at Savitar, who sighed.

"Ron," he said with great power. "I understand the anger inside of you right now. I know it better than anyone here. I know it seems easier to just kill; to make sure the person who's wronged you will never do such a thing again, but there's a better way. If you kill him, it means he wins. That he got the better of you, that he's the one in control. Prove him wrong, and just let him go."

Ron stared at Savitar, then turned to his brother, who was on the floor, numb. He kicked Matthew's jaw.

"I think I proved tonight just how much I can fight. You've always thought little of me, that I couldn't get the girl, couldn't get the job, couldn't get anything I wanted. I was just the little brother, hidden behind your shadow. Before your work, I got everything, and I'll keep getting it, so help me God."

Matthew glared at him, and spit out the blood in his mouth.

"You sure you got everything? You may have gotten the girl, but was she loyal? Was she everything you knew her to be?"

Ron stepped back, "stop. I'm done playing your games."

"When Crystal told you she was pregnant, you were curious, weren't you? 'How is it that the time I became minister of my city, the hero to my people, was the same time my wife got pregnant?'"

"Shut the f*ck up!" Ron yelled.

"The truth was ... all the times you were too busy for Crystal, all those late nights you were out saving your people, I was saving her."

It all happened in seconds, before Ron could throw a punch, Matthew had his hands out to the side, a flame growing within his palms.

Caitlin, who was barely in control of herself, screamed, "nooo!" She put her hands out, and an icicle flew out, tiny lightning bolts contained within it. As Savitar was preoccupied with Caitlin's cries, the icicle penetrated Matthew.

His body started to shake as though he was electrocuted, and the flame in his hands blasted through the room and aimed at Joe's legs.

Barry ran over and created wind funnels to stop the fire, but at the end of the day, Joe West was human. A human who was amid powerful metahumans and the damage was already done.

He screeched in pain as Barry held him in his hands.

Iris ran over, "oh my God, Dad!"

Barry lifted him and ran to the hospital while Savitar met up with an unconscious Caitlin.

"Cait? Caitlin! Can you hear me? Please, wake up."

He felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up to find Cisco, whose face was pale and filled with sorrow.

"She needs to be in Star Labs. Harry can help her."

"You know that's not true," Savitar said coldly. "He can't help her. No one can, 'cause we don't know anything about what's happening to her!"

"But we can try."

Savitar sighed and ran Caitlin over to Star Labs, where Harry was already waiting.

"Place her on the bed. Quickly," he commanded.

"Thanks for being here," Savitar mumbled.

"It's Snow, of course I'll be here."

He started to examine her eyes with a flashlight.

"Are you sure it wasn't just Frost who intervened?"

"I'm sure. This wasn't anything like Frost. As soon as the icicle went through him, he was electrocuted, like it had-"

"Lightning bolts."

"Exactly," Savitar crossed his arms against his chest. "But you said you took out the powers from the baby. So, how-"

"I made sure that the baby had suppressed its powers, there is no flaw to that."

"So then, how did Caitlin end up electrocuting Hellfire?"

"It must be the other child."
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QOTC: Favourite parent or parent-figure in The Flash?
My Answer: Joe or Martin Stien.