The Flash: Eyon Of The Speed Force

Chapter 3 - End Before The Beginning

I indulged in the world around me as I ran towards my DOOM. Darkseid was like DOOM walking. Every step is heavier and more potent than the previous. The water drops near me remained floating in the air.

The ground contorted beneath my feet, strengthening my grip, molded to the form of my feet. The wind didn't hinder me much, I would say it was like pushing your finger in jello, only it was my entire body instead.

At this speed, the wind became a plasma – maybe even close to solid.

Pieces of rocks floated in the air and broke against my skin as I whizzed by. The lightning... well, the lightning was still moving pretty fast but it looked cool nonetheless.

Even the explosions in the distance slowed, and I could see the moment a grenade became ablaze, sending shrapnel shooting into the air. A piece of shrapnel slowly floated across my eyes, and I realized that the past me would have died then and there.

How many soldiers died to grenade shrapnel during the war, and here I was, moving so fast that even grenades couldn't touch this! A floating piece of concrete blocked my path, and I simply crawled over it.

It felt funny, crawling over something that blatantly, but I was moving at superspeed, nobody would see this pathetic display. As an expert in the Science of Superpowers, I knew one thing – as long as you were moving fast enough, objects floating in the air became as solid as a normal walkway for you.

Just like The Flash could run on water... I could run over a slab of concrete floating in the air. Though I doubt I could run on the water at the speed I was running.

I ran...

I ran...

And I ran...

And I continued running...

At superspeed, the distance you had to move was the same, but your perception of the world changed. It was like running in a slow world while you were still moving faster than usual. That was the only way I could describe the feeling of running at superspeed.

Soon, I was in the thick of it... a couple of hundred meters away from Darkseid, but this was where the challenging part began. The closer I got to Darkseid, the denser the air became.

Heroes and Monster battled mere feet away from me, and I had to avoid their battle at all costs... one miscalculation could lead to my severed head.

I brushed past heroes, slicing through villains, and Nazis with my sword whenever I could... needless to say, the sword I took from Deathstroke shattered after the third attack. Now, I understood why Speedsters didn't use weapons... if Deathstroke's sword could not handle superspeed, then I needed a weapon made by the Gods.

At one point during my run, everyone was fighting and it was a total mess. It was so messy that I didn't know who to attack so I just started ripping apart anything that looked Nazi-like. I honestly didn't mind killing heroes, but knowing the DC Universe, such actions would come back to bite me in the ass later, so I avoided the issue altogether.

On my way to Darkseid, I managed to dodge most of the random blasts that impeded my run, and I closed the distance of a hundred meters in a split second.

---BOOOOOOOM---

---BOOOOOOOM---

The air shook, forcing me to stop and take cover as Superman and Darkseid battled blow for blow. I could feel some of my internal organs rupture from the aftershocks alone. Another lesson learned – a battle between Alpha Monsters could kill you just from being near.

If my body was enhanced, like I suspected, that meant any normal human would have already died, but I could see Batman in the distance, still fighting the good fight. I had a newfound respect for the man who could stand amongst such monsters as Superman and Darkseid while being just a human.