He ran directly at the violent vortex of violet light. The moment he crossed the threshold, the physical world vanished. He was swimming in a sea of pure, chaotic energy. Colors he didn't have names for blinded him, and the sheer force of the temporal winds threatened to rip the flesh from his bones.
The neon blur of Central City always looked different from the top of the CCPD building. Barry Allen stood at the edge of the roof, his cowl pulled back, letting the cool autumn breeze hit his face. To the rest of the world, he was the Fastest Man Alive. To the city, he was a guardian angel in red leather. But tonight, standing under the buzzing glow of a broken billboard, he just felt tired. His phone buzzed in his pocket. It was Cisco. The Flash675 viewsTV Show
He scooped her up into his arms. With a sudden burst of yellow lightning, they vanished into the night, leaving nothing behind but the faint smell of ozone and a city wondering what god had just saved them again. He ran directly at the violent vortex of violet light