Vera Pyra (The Flash) (Book One)

Chapter 12__The Sound and the Fury

Everyone had a hero. Someone they looked up to or admired. Someone they just wished they could be. It was easy to believe in heroes. What was hard was when our heroes stopped believing in us. 

There were two motorcyclists on the run from the cops. They were a few members of the Royal Flush Gang, obviously bad.

Barry and I, as the Flash and Pyra, were going after them.

The rest of them were in STAR Labs.

"Oh, guys, there's an intersection coming up," Caitlin told us. "Hurry."

"This should slow them down," Cisco told us, hacking into the city wide technology control, making the stop light ahead of the motorcyclists turn red. 

One motorcyclist went one way on the intersection.

The other went in the opposite direction.

Barry zoomed in the direction of the first.

I flew in the direction of the second. 

"Listen up," Wells told us. "Listen carefully. Here's what you're going to do. Now, Vera, Queen is trying to make it to the bridge."

"I see her," I told them.

"Make her go west before Fremont," Wells told me.

"Okay, how?" I asked.

"I recommend a detour," Wells answered.

I found detour signs on the bridge, laying them out across the road to block 'The Queen's way, flying away. "Got it."

'The Queen' had to turn around and drive down the opposite direction.

 "Now, Barry, the King is headed for the entrance to the interstate," Wells told him.

Barry zoomed over to the entrance, making an armored car swerve in the way of 'The King'. "What entrance?"

"Attaboy," Wells told him. 

'The King had to turn around and drive in the opposite direction. 'The Queen' and 'The King' had to meet in the middle of the intersection.

I smirked. "Check..."

Barry zoomed around the motorcyclists, zooming away. "Got the keys!"

I smiled. "...mate."

Four police cars drove toward the motorcyclists from all sides of the intersection, trapping them so they could take them in.

~

Barry and I walked into STAR Labs, taking our masks off.

Barry smiled. "Give me some."

Cisco gave Barry a handshake. "Yo."

"Efficiently done, both of you," Wells told us.

I smiled.

Caitlin mocked a gasp. "That's the first time we've seen that happen."

"What?" I asked.

"You smiling," Caitlin answered.

Cisco and Barry chuckled in agreement.

I scoffed softly, shaking my head, unable to help smiling. "God, shut up."

"We need a picture," Cisco told us.

"Pretty sure rule number one of having a secret identity is not taking pictures in your super suit without a mask on," I told him.