"Where is it?" Y/N uttered under her breath as she strolled down the street of Central City, the next morning as she wore jeans, a white blouse, converse and light black sweater. One hand holding a bouquet of flowers tightly in her grasp as her gaze shifts from every street corner.
The girl then stops in her tracks as she is completely upset ending up in a random dead end. A sudden breeze blew past her and she let out an irritated sigh, glancing over her shoulder.
"They're not here." Y/N muttered, looking back at the empty street in front of the two.
"Great." Ethan huffed, crossing his arms with an upset expression, "Another nice gift given by this stupid Crisis― awesome."
Their cell phones both go off, they both take a look to notice two meta alerts going on. They share a look before speeding off to different directions― Y/N dropping the flowers to the ground.
Y/N and Ethan were both in their suits, speeding off to different directions, each taking one location to deal with the metas.
"Guys, we saw the alert." Ethan spoke through the coms, "Two meta attacks, one downtown and the other uptown― what a way to start the day, huh?"
"I know, right? Well, I'll be right here, Lightning Storm and Electric-Flash."
"Hold on-" Y/N looked confused, "Kamilla― Is that you?"
"Uh, yeah."
"And Chester P. Runk, ma'am and sir!" Chester's voice came through coms, "Ready to assist you both in your superheroes needs."
"What are you two doing on coms?" Ethan questioned a bit confused about the situation.
"We're the only ones here." Kamilla replies, "Frost is at A.R.G.U.S, checking on Bloodwork. Cisco's off the grid, cataloging post-Crisis metas. Iris is working on her story and Barry is back at the station. Jason is currently in the Lounge trying to pick his classes for the next semester-"
"And Ralph is somewhere tracking down Sue Dearbon." Y/N caught on, "Well, guess me and Light are just going to handle our own metas solo."
"Are you sure you don't want some help?" Chester spoke up, "Cause, I mean, I'm― I'm ready, willing, and caffeinated. Put me in, coach!"
"Thanks, man― but we both can handle this." Ethan assured him, "Electric-Flash?"
"Yup, all good on my own." Y/N tells him, "See you after we deal with our metas."
At a jewelry story, the alarms were going off as people were quickly running off― glass shattered everywhere as a certain someone was taking everything they could get their hands on. That person ended up being― Hartley Rathaway AKA Pied Piper.
His gaze falls on a diamond necklace, he grins and drops his bag as he uses his gloves and sends a vibrational blast to the glass cases, shattering it so he can take it. Hartley goes to grab it but a sudden silver lightning snatches his gloves off him. Hartley huffs and turns around to see Lightning Storm―
"Uh-oh, man." Ethan laughs softly, leaning against the broken cases, "If it isn't Hartley Rathaway. I didn't think you fell in the category of jewelry thief."
"It's Pied Piper, Lightning Storm." Hartley states, "So what? Going solo today?"
Ethan shrugs, "Maybe― what are you doing stealing?"
"You're really going to ask me that after what you, the Electric-Flash and the rest of your friends did to me?" Hartley narrowed his eyes on him.
Ethan's expression dropped, standing back up straight as he rose a brow, "Um― we― we did what again?"
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