Girls need money.

He left the reporters and journalists behind, he had other pressing concerns since he made a choice with Iris.

His focus mainly the two tucked away in the time-vault, waiting so they could stop a future threat. The last hurdle of his being.

A future that most likely never existed.

Going by his choice with Iris it wasn’t likely Barry or anyone close to Iris was a crime fighter after this. After all what sex worker would need to be.

Thawne strolled through the building. With his mastery of the timeline he didn’t need to worry about schedules or deadlines. The Particular Accelerator would explode when he wanted it to. Time his underling.

Stepping into the time vault, rewarded by a view of a quite beautiful pert ass and met by a growled hate filled. “Thawne.”

A future Barry stood in front of him, one someone Eobard would’ve been wary of before his ascension. Now his greatest rival nothing but a mere speck in his path of glory.

One he would greatly enjoy toying with for their final, last battle.

“Barry,” he said, a demented smirk as Barry fruitlessly tried to hide the owner of the tight ass, Nora behind him.

“Nora run!”

Barry charged forward, lightning cracking behind him. Unaware his daughter frozen behind him, literally frozen in time.

Thawne dodged ever punch, grab and kick from Barry with ease. To think I once saw you as a near equal. Now it was trivial avoiding his enemy.

Barry kept up the ferocious ****, growing both tired and frustrated at being unable to land a hit.

Tis enough. Thawne grew tired of this final anticlimactic battle. Better things to concern himself about.

With a smidge of his new found power The Flash, his greatest enemy froze in place. Unable to think or move, completely helpless and at his mercy.

Now what should I do with you? He had no need of a nemesis, nor would time have need of the hero any longer. A bolt of an idea hit him, a way to secure his final full victory over The Flash.

A smirk as it connected with the earlier changes to Iris and her path through time.

“I know, I imagine Nora always wanted a sister.”

Thawne laid a hand to the frozen Barry’s chest. Similar to what he had done to Ms West earlier he rewrote everything in time concerning this Barry Allen. He removed the hero. Everything concerning where Barry originated in time, his birth, his parents, his past, his very being changed, all to fit this new timeline where a future Barry wasn’t needed.

I win!

His former nemesis’s skin darkened to an olive pale similar to Nora frozen to the side. Body shrinking, hair lengthening entire being becoming another.

Thawne’s powers sped up as time worked to fix this issue brought forth to it, Thawne was right Nora needed a sister after all.

Much better.

Where Barry Allen had been stood a short biracial woman, a near twin to Nora West-Allen still frozen in time next to her stood.

In this new timeline when Iris West had children she gave birth to twins, a Nora and Briana West. Twin sisters, near alike in temperament, beauty and tight asses.

Thawne for his part felt something more than victory, the timeline being twisted empowered him. Pushing him further to a gods power. Now to see his results.

Onwards.

For dramatic flare worthy of any villain he snapped his fingers to restart time. Wanting to see the next set of changes to the timeline in real time, the choices he had to make.