"I left Starling to stop being a vigilante."
"Then don't be a vigilante, be a hero."
Olivia Theresa Wells.
Former member of the League of Assassins.
Current member of Team Arrow.
Codename: The Nightingale.
After two years working with the Arrow...
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—REWRITTEN—
I get a phone call, "Hello?"
"Barry ran angry and now he's hurt," Cisco says.
"Oh my god, I'll be right there," I say, hanging up. I teleport to S.T.A.R. Labs.
"What the hell were you thinking!?" I yell as soon as I got there. "We said we'd figure it out. We'd find a way to deal with him."
"I'll heal," Barry says.
"You can't heal when you're dead!" I yell. "He could've killed you!"
"I know, alright? I know! In the past 36 hours I've had my ass handed to me twice by the guy that tortured me as a kid, I couldn't stop him then, and I can't stop him now," Barry yells.
"Not necessarily," Dad says. "Cisco? Any material, if struck at a high enough velocity can be comprised."
"We ran an analysis on the metal in Tony's footprint," Cisco says. "Based on its density and atomic structure, if you impact it at just the right angle and just the right speed, you could do some serious damage."
"How fast would I have to go?" Barry asks.
"Factoring in the metal's tensile strength, estimated dermal thickness, atmospheric pressure, air temp, you'd have to him at approximately Mach 1.1," Cisco says.
"You want Barry to something at 800 miles an hour?" Cait asks.
"837, Actually."
"That's faster than the speed of sound," I say.
"I know. He would create a sonic boom, which, as I've said before would be awesome," Cisco informs.
"I've never gone that fast," Barry says.
"Yet," Dad adds.
"I can't believe we're actually entertaining this idea," Cait says. "I mean, he'd need a straight shot from miles away."
"Yeah, 5.3 miles. Theoretically," Cisco says.
"Do it right, you'll take it down," Dad says.
"Do it wrong, you'll shatter every bone in your body."
