Stopping a cold blooded thief.

“Next time don’t rob a bank in broad daylight. Or, y’know, just don’t commit crimes.” You said to the **** thugs. Suddenly you heard the police comms.

“All units, Captain Cold is entering The Flash museum. All available units report to the ice factory.” You sighed. “How do these people not know that committing crimes in the city protected by two metahumans who move faster than the speed of light is a bad idea.” You think as you blitz away from the bank with blue lighting trailing behind you.

“Freeze!” Captain Cold exclaims as he encases two security guards in ice. The thief chuckles at his quip. “Never gets old. Now onto more important things.” The Cold Gun wielding villain begins to shoot ice on every single exhibit in The Flash museum. “No Flash in sight. And his little sidekick isn’t here either- *BOOM* A blue blur of lightning rammed into Captain Cold and sent him into a wall.

“You should’ve known better than mentioning a hero Mr.Snart. That just makes them show up.” You say while leaning against a wall. Leonard slowly gets to his feet. “I’d rather have Flash’s annoying sidekick show up than the Flash himself.” Captain Cold suddenly fires a beam of ice at Velocity, who dodges it and runs around the museum faster than any human can see. “Stop running Velocity! You won’t stop me!” Cold yells angrily. “You know running is kind of my thing right? That’s like asking Superman to stop flying. Or asking Wonder Woman to stop being hot.” You say as your voice echoes from various points in the museum. “Show yourself before I ice this entire museum! You run behind him without him noticing and tap him on the shoulder “Here I am.”

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“Well that was easy. Off to next crime.” You say as you sprint away from the museum at supersonic speeds. After stopping Captain Cold’s museum machinations, you spend the rest of your day running around the bustling city, stopping crimes. “Phew. I should head home and get something to eat.” You think as your stomach grumbles. In the blink of an eye, you’re back at your house. When you walk inside of your house and into your kitchen, you notice a figure standing there. After squinting your eyes, you could make out the silhouette of a man in a yellow suit.

“Oh no.”

“Hello Velocity.”