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Luthor’s influence over his mind was way too strong to resist. Deep inside Conner knew that he was not acting under his own will. But what could he do? Those thoughts vanished in matter of seconds. And there he was. Standing agaisnt that threat, protecting his self-proclaimed father.
”Put the gun down... now.”
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“I’m okay, Wolf. I just... ugh — I just could use a little more sleep.”
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‘ Here to question my sanity again? ‘
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Wolf bristles a bit at Bart’s pressing. He doesn’t have the patience to deal with this right now. He isn’t exactly the sharing type. Unfortunately, he knows that Bart will only wear him down until he eventually gets what he wants. In this case, that means Wolf either has to spill it, or endure the full power of Bart’s stubbornness.
” What do you want, Bart? You want me to tell you that I don’t want you out there? Because I don’t. You want the truth? You don’t belong out there; you’re too naive and you’re gonna get yourself killed trying to chase the Flash all over Central City! “
He knows he should stop there, but he can’t. Bart wants the truth, so Wolf is going to give it to him, and they’ll both have to deal with the consequences.
” This isn’t some game—there are no extra lives! You die and that’s it. The rest of the world moves on, and not a single person will ever give a damn about the punk kid that got himself killed trying to be a hero. ”
—Except him, but that’s more truth than he’s willing to share right now.
Bart flinches when Wolf starts yelling. And then the words cut deep, and Bart slowly begins to feel raw, like exposed flesh left out for the air. He doesn’t understand--doesn’t want to, no matter how much he should, and Bart inhales sharply. He doesn’t explode back. Doesn’t yell. He gets this thin-lipped smile on his face, and Bart’s entire body stiffens, and his fists lock and clench up--entire body tightened like a coil, ready to spring.
“ If that’s how you feel about it. “
He can’t disguise the hurt in his voice. Bart seemed to pull himself inward--out of shame, a desire to not disturb the area around him, because clearly his existence has, and then Bart slowly begins backing up, eyes darting from one place to another.
“ Then I’m going to get going. Thanks for taking care of naive me. “
"I want the entire truth, no lies, no leaving anything out. Got it? Good."
And that time, when Wolf lays it out like that,Bart finds himself slowly sinking down into themass of pillows and blankets that they call a bedin this warehouse, and he curls up, pulling his kneesto his chest.
” My name is Bart Allen. I’m the grandson of the Flash—but you knew that already. In the future, something goes bad. Really bad. And I came back to fix it. But… Something went wrong, and this is where my thoughts get a little fuzzy. Something happened. I got grabbed up by this guy in yellow, and I got put in this big machine—virtual reality—and my brain’s so fired Wolf. I don’t know who I am anymore, and every day, it’s harder to tell what’s real, and what isn’t. And I’m supposed to be helping the Flash out, and I can’t even get him to believe me. I don’t even believe myself. “
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"Hey, get ready. We're leaving in five."
As the genomorph moved through the room, gathering a couple of things that could be useful, he seemed worried; impatient. He wanted to leave the Cave as soon as possible.
[ Wolf ]
Tell him something he doesn’t know. In this city, something is always happening. Time is always running out. ” Well, yeah. That’s sort of a given for Central City. Let me know if your feeling gets a little more specific, alright? I’ll settle for general details. “
Bart frowns a bit as he leans over and grabs Wolf's hands. The teenager looks anxious, and the gnawing on his lip is quite visible. Wolf's the only one who's even sort of tried to understand him--and Bart is worried he'll stop if he begins to explain.
" You can't tell anybody, okay? "
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209. Muses woke up married in Vegas and there is no way out for six months.
"Oh- Oh no..." Felicity eyes were wide as she looked at the person next to her. "No. No. No." She whispered, pushing herself up from the bed she slept in. She could barely remember the night before, but the sinking feeling in her stomach told her that something had happened that only her mother would have done. Her eyes locked on the person next to her, his face familiar- but his name was not coming to her. She tore her eyes away to down at herself, covered by the blanket, she started to assess herself. Her eyes landing on her left hand as she felt herself get dizzy at the sight of a cheap looking ring on it- the kind you'd buy at a gift shop around one of the many chapels that were in Las Vegas. "This is what I get for visiting my mom..."
