Chronicles of the Time-Swift Siblings

Chapter 3: Temporal Tango: Dancing Through Time Without Missteps

Together, they head to S.T.A.R. Labs, Mailin and Henry looking around the place in awe, astounded by how it hasn't changed in the past 20 years. They follow their father and grandfather to the portal room, where Cisco and H.R. are already waiting.

"B.A., someone's coming through," H.R. announces.

"Could be Gypsy," Cisco suggests, his voice tinged with hope.

"Could be," H.R. muses. "Or it could be—"

He is cut off by someone stepping through the portal. It's Mon-El, holding Kara in his arms in a bridal carry, and Hank Henshaw stands right behind them. The sight of Mon-El carrying their mother makes the twins exchange glares, their eyes narrowing.

"Supergirl?" H.R. finishes, confused.

"Kara..." Barry says softly, worry etched in his voice. The sight of Mon-El carrying her ignites a flash of jealousy in his eyes, much to the twins' delight. "What happened to her?"

"We don't know," Hank answers. "But whoever did it has come to this world."

They quickly transport Kara to the infirmary, attaching her to machines while Caitlin examines her. "Her vitals are low," Caitlin observes and turns to Hank. "How long has she been like this?"

"A few hours," Hank replies.

Iris enters the room, and the twins notice how she exchanges glances with their father.

"Awkward," the twins whisper to each other.

"Okay, we need to find whoever did this to Kara and punch him repeatedly until he reverses whatever spell he put on her—and I get to punch him first," Mon-El says.

Henry can't hold back his protective urge. "No, I wanna punch him first!"

"Henry, shut up, or I'll punch you!" Mailin hisses.

"Ignore those two," Barry says, gesturing to the twins before turning to Mon-El. "Who are you exactly?" Suspicion and jealousy lace his tone.

"My name is Mon-El. I'm—I'm Kara's... friend. We're more—more than friends." He stutters, and Barry raises an eyebrow skeptically. The twins snicker at his hesitation.

"We've been kissing a lot," Mon-El continues. Mailin gags, and Henry retches. "I think I'm gonna throw up," he mutters.

"Me too," Mailin whispers back.

"Oh, she never mentioned she had a boyfriend," Caitlin says in surprise, while Barry finds the ground very interesting.

"It's a recent thing, so..." Mon-El mumbles.

"I thought you two broke up," Hank says, puzzled. Mon-El quickly shushes him.

"I tell you what, I know enough not to mention the breakup between Barry and—uh—" H.R. chimes in.

"H.R.!" Iris warns, her tone firm. H.R. clears his throat in apology.

"Look, hey, whatever's going on between me and Kara—"

"Which is nothing," Mailin whispers, making Henry suppress a chuckle.

Mon-El eyes the two suspiciously before continuing, "I can't leave her like this, okay? I need to get her back."

"We will, I promise," Barry says, emphasizing the word "we."

"So what happened to her?" Iris asks.

"An alien prisoner escaped our custody. He did something to her, put her in some kind of coma," Hank explains.

"And then disappeared. We tracked him here and followed," Mon-El adds.

"Okay, but why would he come to this Earth?" Iris asks.

"We believe... for you," Hank says, turning to Barry.

"Me? Why?" Barry asks, bewildered.

"We don't know. But his last words before he disappeared were about finding the fastest man alive," Mon-El says.

"Okay, well, clearly we're talking about a breacher here. And if there's one thing I can do, it's find breachers," Cisco says, heading out of the room with a determined stride. Everyone else follows him, and Mailin and Henry stay close to their father, glaring at Mon-El from the corners of their eyes.

"So, what else can you tell us about this guy?" Barry asks Hank.

"Not much. It's like he just materialized out of thin air," Hank answers, frustration evident in his voice.

"You mean like this clown just did?" Cisco chimes in, pointing at the monitor.

Barry turns to the screen and sees the Music Meister saluting them with a sly grin.

"I'm gonna go," Barry says, and with a burst of speed, he bolts away, the crimson lightning streaking through the room. Instinctively, the twins follow, each leaving a trail of light.

Caitlin cocks her head in surprise. "Did they just—"

"Speed after Barry? Yeah." Cisco, still baffled, watches them vanish.

Barry bursts into the room in his Flash suit, the twins close behind in their own superhero attire, each their suits emerging from their rings just like the Reverse-Flash. Barry glances at them, startled by their unexpected appearance, but his focus shifts back as the Music Meister begins to speak.

"Hello, Barry Allen," the Music Meister greets, his voice dripping with mischief. He turns to the twins, a glint of recognition in his eyes. "And two additional guests! What a delightful surprise!"

"How do you—"

"Know your name?" the Music Meister scoffs. "I know quite a lot of things. And I can do a lot of things, too."

"What do you want with Supergirl?" Barry demands, his protective tone unmistakable.

"The same thing I want with you: to teach you all a lesson."

With a swift movement, the Music Meister lunges toward the twins, sending them hurtling back against the wall with a powerful strike. They let out pained grunts as they crash into the concrete.

"Is that all you have, oh mighty Stellar Duo?" the Music Meister mocks, his tone haughty. "You look a little frightened. Come on! Where are the powerful Starlight and Solarflare I've heard so much about?"

Barry speeds forward as the Music Meister struts confidently toward the twins. In a swift motion, the Music Meister pivots, catching Barry mid-stride and gripping him tightly. "And you're too slow," he sneers, slamming Barry onto the ground with a wicked grin.

Barry gasps in pain, his breath knocked out of him. "Nighty-night, Flash," the Music Meister taunts as Barry's vision begins to blur.

With a cruel smirk, the Music Meister watches as Barry succumbs to the same coma that ensnared Supergirl.

The last thing Barry hears before darkness overtakes him is the twins calling out to him in frantic worry.

"DAD!"

This final cry echoes in his mind as he slips into unconsciousness, leaving behind only confusion as he hears the voices of children not yet born.