The Yin-Yang Complex

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Barry glanced at Cisco, and then back to his father. They were in the cortex, near to Caitlin's lab, but they were very confused, as Barry looked on he could see thirty sitting upright, he was no longer chained together, but his mask was still firmly on his face. They had no idea why Cisco's device hadn't worked oh it, "you got any ideas dad? I mean you were with him for longer," so far he was unresponsive, Cisco waved a hand in front of his face, but he got squat.

"I think so," he replied as he scratched his face, he really hoped that it wasn't the helmet he thought it was, "what is the serial number?" He hesitantly asked.

Cisco walked around to the back of the helmet, a lolly pop hung loosely from his mouth, "its kinda hard to read," he scrunched up his eyes in a vein attempt to make it clearer.

"Just read it," Caitlin yelled from her lab, they were hopeless, she could hear them talking from a mile away.

Cisco rolled his eyes, "162345789," He replied, making sure to spell out each number. Henry cringed and sighed as he placed his head in his palm, "did I read it wrong?" Cisco squeaked.

"No, you read it perfectly" Henry assured him half heartedly, "but that helmet is an abomination," he growled, he had experienced it before.

"What do you mean?" Barry frowned, he didn't like the sound of that in the slightest.

"Well, it's a helmet designed to torture and punish traitors," Henry sighed with disgust.

"Wait, what?" Cisco asked in a high pitched voice.

"It blocks out all of your senses but touch, so he can't hear, see, taste or smell right now, and in fact, the helmet has an uncanny ability to make pain ten times worse," he explained spitefully, "don't go near him, if he doesn't know it's you, there's no telling what he'll do,"

He edged closer to thirty, making sure the boys were at least a meter away, but Barry was not happy with this. Henry gently placed a hand on thirties shoulder and at first he gingerly flinched away, but he slowly became accustomed to it. Henry began to tap on his back, he tapped in groups of five. He was telling him who he was. Barry could see thirties entire body relaxing, with a sight nod of his head. "Okay, he understand the situation," he told them.

"Okay, I will see if I can get that helmet off him,"  Cisco grumbled and started to mess around with the back of his helmet.

Barry turned with a sigh to his father who looked very worried, "so, this is going to be the first time you've seen your partner," he tried to strike up a more pleasant conversation.

He raised his eyebrows, "yeah I guess it will, and it will also be the first time he has seen me," he laughed. He was looking forward to giving thirty his gratitude, without him, he could never have achieved what he had. A loud bang made them both turn to look at Cisco, thirty was on the his haunches trying desperately to get the helmet off his head, scratching at the sides with all his power.

"What did you do?" Barry asked in a panic as Caitlin came running through in a rush of dark ginger curls.

"I don't know, I moved something then there was a beep and he did this," Cisco pointed to Thirty who was slowly getting more desperate.

"I forgot," Henry could have slapped himself, "it's the helmet, it's designed to constrict around the head when someone tries to forcefully remove it," he told them in a fluster of panic.

"Ahh, Caitlin, how much pressure can the head take?" Cisco squeaked. He felt urgency rush through his veins.

"Roughly 235 kilograms," Caitlin told him.

"We don't have long, dad, do you know how Charles removed the helmet?" Barry asked.

"Yes, he had a small remote device, it looked like a key card, but it had a skull somewhere on it," Henry gave as much description as he could and Barry had disappeared. Thirty fell backward onto the ground and completely collapsed, he didn't have much time, the trio waited with baited breath for Barry's return. Cisco began to pace, horrible images began to play through his head, it was images of a man, in an expensive looking suit, towering over him with a knife.

Barry rushed into the room and passed the keycard to Cisco, who quickly dismantled the helmet. It froze and clicked open slightly. The Flash felt relief running through him as he knelt down by Thirties head and gingerly took off the helmet. He heard the loud clattering of the helmet to the ground, he heard the shocked gasp of Caitlin, he didn't process any of it. He felt the world shake under his feet and his heart began to puddle with joy. He looked down at a face that was a replica of his own. It was him. He wasn't dead anymore. It was Sebastian. He could feel his brother's serious presence despite him being unconscious, his face was etched in a frown. He hoped he wasn't from another universe.

Henry crouched down beside Barry, this was the first time he had seen Sebastian face to face since his mother's murder. He placed a hand on top of Sebastian's head, it felt okay. He felt a rush of excitement, this entire time his partner was his son, that just proved that he really did care. Henry had to stop his emotions from overflowing, he had just nearly died, he stood up and placed his hand on Barry's shoulder, who was still sitting in shock.

"Caitlin, he just hit dealt a massive amount of head stress that could have seriously injured his brain, do you think we could take a look at his head?" He asked with worry etching into his voice.

"Yes, of course, let me just go and fire up the machines," with a twist she disappeared into her lab, she could not believe the drama that had just unfolded in front of her eyes. Barry had just got two out of three relatives revived.