The particle accelerator wasn't supposed to malfunction that night.
But when it did, not only did it create The Flash and many other meta-humans...
It created Swift.
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Anna Wells, the niece of Harrison Wells, was your normal everyday girl...
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the trap part one
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"'FLASH MISSING, VANISHES in crisis,'" Cisco read out softly as the group walked closer to the white podium and the hologram.
"'After an epic street battle with the Reverse-Flash, our city's very own Scarlet Speedster disappeared in an explosion of light,'" Barry read out and tightened his grip on Anna's hand once again, his eyebrows furrowing.
"Barry, look at the date," Caitlin said and pointed toward the top of the hologram.
"April 25th, 2024," he read aloud and looked down, shaking his head back and forth. "Guys, when I fought the Reverse-Flash at Christmas, he said that we'd be fighting for centuries."
"Wait, you can't really think that this is from the future," Caitlin said and looked over at the brown-haired boy.
"It seems pretty futuristic to me," Shannon said.
"That would mean Dr. Wells, whoever he is, is also—" Cisco began.
"From the future," Anna finished and swallowed a lump that had formed in her throat, her eyes scanning through the words written. She saw Swift mentioned a couple of times but didn't bother to read the actual words, too stunned and surprised to process anything other than the fact that her partner was going to die.
"I have to say, I'm really digging the brighter red suit. And the white on the symbol, that's dope," Cisco said softly from behind Anna and Barry. "Wait a second. Suppose we now change the colour of your suit. Will it be because we got the idea from this picture? That would mean we're living in a causal nexus. Wow, this is so trippy. Like "Marty and the Polar—"
"Babe, stop. This is serious," Shannon said and cleared her throat, cutting off her boyfriend's words.
"Not as trippy as the name on the byline," Caitlin pointed out and sighed deeply, causing everyone to look at the left side of the article where the byline was.
"'Iris West-Allen'?" Barry questioned, his grip on Anna's hand loosening slightly, causing her heart to drop to the pit of her stomach.
"Mazel tov?" Cisco said, causing Shannon to smack his arm with the back of her hand.
"Hebrew, ancient language of the Jewish people," a monotone voice stated through the speakers in the ceiling.
"Uh-uh. What the hell was that?" Cisco exclaimed as the group backed away from the podium slowly.
"Is someone here?" Barry called out and looked around. "Hello?"
