Red meets Blue

Chapter 6: Barry

About a week or so after Bucky found me, I was fully able to walk around on my own, without face planting every few steps. A couple more days, and I managed to convince him to let me leave the apartment. He'd put up a good fight, kept saying I'd get myself in trouble and he'd have to come save my ass in a back alley somewhere, but I won that round with the I-can-run-faster-than-a-bullet argument. He pointed out that I'd gotten myself shot last week, which was uncalled for, honestly. It was one time.

Anyways, flash(haha) back to the present and I'm strolling downtown Brooklyn, headphones in, not a care in the world. My phone buzzes in my pocket, and of course it's Bucky. The only person who texts me. Not naming any names, but it's not like I changed my number. I don't wanna sound whiny, but c'mon. I disappear off the face of the earth and no one cares?

Pulling myself out of self-pity, I smile at Bucky's text.

Hello Barry it is Bucky can you get plums while you are out ok thank it is Bucky

He texts like he's about a hundred years old, which I guess he is but still.

Yeah I'll get some btw u don't have to tell me it's u. I know it's u ya goof

At least he's texting now. He used to call me every time he wanted something, so, progress.

A woman shoves past me, sprinting. "Hey-" I start, taking my headphone out, but when I turn I notice everyone's running towards me, away from...something. They have to be fleeing, I mean A, they all look terrified and everyone's screaming, and B, no one runs that fast or far voluntarily. Fighting the tide of screaming people I push my way back to find out what's going on. That's just the kind of stupid shit we superheroes do.

I reach an intersection after squeezing past a frantic group of teenagers, look up and feel my stomach drop. It's a runaway subway train, galloping down the street, tearing up the cement like it's paper. There's still some people in the wreckage, and the train isn't slowing down. Two deep breaths, and I'm flying.

I don't think I'll ever get over the feeling. Everything's frozen, except me. Nothing touches me when I'm here, not time, not physics, no one and nothing. I'm free.

I grab the two people nearest me and carry them to safety. Going back to the train, I take two cops under my arms and drag them into a nearby Starbucks. No need to thank me. Again and again I pull people out of the way but it's pointless with the train still moving. I have to stop it but how? I could try and drag it underground, out of the streets but that could cause more trouble. If I directed it into the water maybe, but how could I do that? I doubt I'm strong enough to pull a train that far. No one's in the train anymore, I've made sure of that but still, I'm too weak.

Wait. I've pulled everyone out, the train was completely shut down, the only thing left on the whole thing was some drilling equipment. So how in the world is it still moving? Growing more frustrated by the minute, I sprint back to the front, and see it surrounded by a sort of blue light. I run around the rampant train, trying to find out more. It's not soft, like a flashlight, it's harsher, like a shell around the front of the train. This light, wherever it's coming from, is pulling the train along. I can see what's creating the shield , a jet of light which appears tone coming from the sky. Before I can follow it up to the source, a burst of red crashes into the blue, spilling into it like ink in water.

"Holy-" I actually stumble to a halt, I'm so shocked. The disorientation from stopping so suddenly. hits me like a runaway subway train and I look around wildly for an explanation. The explanation presents itself in the form of a fierce looking young woman, dressed in red. She twists her hand, throwing beams of her red light at the train. I have no idea what the hell that is but it's working. The train is slowing! Wait, no, never mind. The blue overtakes red and the train speeds up. It shoots into the air as red resurfaces, and dives towards a screaming crowd
when blue bursts forward again. This psychedelic display continues, the train leaping and dancing through the air. The lady in red is clearly feeling the strain of fighting the blue power; she's breathing hard and I can feel her anxiety from here.

Blue shatters red and the train is charging my way. My way. Oh god. Up until this point I've been frozen in awe, but now oh god. It's hurtling towards me. Run, you moron! Why can't I move?! Oh my god. Oh god. No no nonononono why can't I run it's so close. The train is screaming towards me, blue fills my eyes and

And I'm okay. I'm okay. What?

"Owww..." I groan. I'm on the ground, apparently. How in the hell...? Oh, there's a person on me. The person who saved me. I can feel them moving, can hear them breathing hard in my ear. With a grunt they push themselves up so they're not entirely crushing me and I lock eyes with my saviour.

Holy. Shit.

The most stunningly blue eyes I've ever seen. Eyes like the sea after a storm. Have I read that somewhere? I don't care. What I do care about is the messy white hair hanging in his face, bone structure designed by the gods, the facial hair and those lips. White hair? Weird, but he definitely pulls it off. Does he die it? I don't care. Ever heard the expression 'takes your breath away'? Well, that was him all over. The incredible good looks, the intensity, also maybe the fact that he's crushing me with his extremely well muscled body. Which is fine, by the way.

I blink, realizing we've just been staring at each other for the past few moments. I'm about to break the silence when he speaks.

"Are you okay?" He pants, and I've never been so okay in my life. He's got an accent; German, Russian, something Slavic and something sexy.

"Y-yeah. I'm good." I manage. "Not smushed by a train so yeah, I'm doing great. Thanks for that, by the way." I cringe inside at how stupid I sound but my saviour laughs. He's still smiling when he pulls me to my feet. It's a great smile, too. Probably the best one ever. It's full and dimply and makes his eyes light up. I can't help but smile back. He's still holding my hand when he asks,

"What is your name?"

"Uh, Barry. Barry Allen." I reply. "Yours?" Great job, Barry. Super cool, so casual. 10 out of 10. Damn right he is, I tell myself.

"Pietro Maximoff." He says, that gorgeous accent music to my ears.

"Pietro." I say, trying the name out. I like the taste of it. We stand there smiling at each other for a second, then my brow furrows as I remember why I'm talking to him. "Hey, how did you do that? That train was about to kill me."

"Uhh..." Pietro draws back a little, I can see his guard going up. Before he can answer, the young woman in red calls his name. A quick exchange in some foreign language, and then Pietro's turning back to me. He's a little pissed, I can tell but his face clears as our eyes meet.

"I have to go, I am sorry, Barry." He starts to walk away, and suddenly I'm desperate.

"Wait!" I call, fumbling for something, anything to make him stay.

"We will see each other again." He says, a light smirk appearing. "I know it." Something about that smirk makes me believe him.

"Oh yeah? Well, in that case, till next time, Pietro Maximoff." My wit is rewarded with a chuckle.

"I am looking forward to it, Barry Allen." And then he's gone, in a blue blur, one moment there the next; gone.
My heart skips a beat as the dust settles. He's like me. I'd dared to hope but now I know. I thought I was the only one but he's like me. What are the chances of finding someone like me? One in a million, like catching lightning, and here he is.

I can't help the laugh escape my lips as I pull my phone from my pocket. Bucky's never gonna believe this.

Author's note:I used a few lines from other things in this chapter, I just couldn't resist. The "eyes like the sea after a storm" is from Goldman's The Princess Bride and "chances of finding...one in a million, like catching lightning" is from High School Musical 3. Please don't judge, I thought it was cute okay? Thanks so much for voting, and please leaving comments with your thoughts in you want!