The Birth of Celeritas

The Travel

   Monty ran through the speed force. Returning from his distant travel from the past. Where he met with a good friend. He leaped out, arriving back into his present. The future. He took a nice breathe of the air. It was clearly night, due to all the flashing lights from the buildings, illuminating the city. Monty enjoyed the nights of the future Aspen. He didn't exactly live in Aspen, but it was still quite nice. "Time to head home. Central City." He sped off towards Central City. He always went their for two reasons: to train, and to sleep. Who did he train with? The Flash, of course. Not the past two either. Barry Allen was too old. Daniel Rail was retired. Now he trained occasionally with Philip Olender. 

              He arrived at Central City. His eyes stopped crackling with blue lightning as he slowed down. He saw Star Labs off in the distance. So, his first instinct was to run towards it. He started to run once more. He dashed off towards Star Labs. Blue lightning crackling off his feet, and his eyes surging with it. He zoomed by people, knocking some over. One even decided to swear at him for this. Not everybody enjoyed his company. Especially when he was a hero. The Speeding Nitro was a title people were not a fan of. However, he didn't sign up for this job for the fame. He was gifted with a power he didn't exactly asked for. But he had to make use of it somehow. He decided to think back to when he had those powers.

          He walked home from school. He was only thirteen at the time. He new that there were high possibilities of a storm, but he didn't care. He was a kid. He had all the luck in the world! What were the chances of getting struck by a bolt lightning? None. It began to rain, thunder booming from above. He looked up. "I better rush home." he said. He began to run. He suddenly felt an energy near him. It was almost otherworldly. It was almost cool, if he didn't know what would happen next. Suddenly, a big echo boomed from the clouds. He looked up. A huge hole ad emerged from the sky. KABOOM! Lightning began to shoot out of it. Not a bolt, several. Monty began to run away, but the bolts latched onto him like chains. As if they were their own beings. He felt the energy rushing through his body. A multiple colored lightning bolts jagged into every part of his body. It was painful. He yelled with agony, as his vision kept going fuzzy and then crystal clear. He could feel his feet be slowly lifted off the ground. As the power grew stronger. BOOM! The noise echoed through the streets as the boy was whipped across the road and into a wall. He was out cold. Yellow lightning crackling off him. 

       He liked to think he was some sort of...chosen one. He arrived at Star Labs, a lot quicker than he expected. "Phil? Mr Olender? Flashy Dashy, you home?" He called as he took his bandanna off. "It's about time you showed up, kid." A voice called back. It was Philip Olender himself, of course. Monty tapped the lightning bolt on his suit in a matter that removed the suit. Sucking it up into a fancy little watch. "Hey man, I'm not a kid. I'm 16. Turning 17 in 4 days." Monty replied, walking into the cortex.