Shadows ⚡️ Kid Flash X Reader

TWENTY-ONE ⚡ DEATH

The video ended, everything was silent for a minute before M'gann finally decided to speak up.

"Why didn't you show us this before?"

"We didn't have the information we needed, and we knew you would go out and search for her. We didn't know why she left or who she was speaking to at the time. We still don't but now, we know she is a villain."

"She's our enemy," Wally mumbled, his eyes becoming glassy.

"You lied to me (Y/n)," Robin whispered, his voice unable to be heard by anyone but perhaps Superboy, "You broke your promise, and you broke his heart."

4 MONTHS LATER.

Death. The end of something. The end of a life, of a chance, of a love.

(Y/n) walked down the dimly lit halls of the hidden compound, her heels clicking against the shining tile, creating an echo throughout the empty halls. They were bare, too bare for her liking, but she had gotten used to it.

Her once sparkling (E/c) eyes were duller, a small spark was the only left of a once raging fire. She had grown, as much as a sixteen-year-old could within nearly two-thirds of a year.

She was a few inches taller, without the heels. Her figure was more developed, her (H/c) hair was longer, and her (S/t) skin was more pale from lack of sunlight in the compound. She looked, in every way, like a woman, despite her young age.

She reached out a hand, freshly manicured nails - for her latest mission - brushing against the metal of a door. Walking inside, she straightened her posture and face her father.

"The mission was successful," she spoke monotonously, "Jasper Lewis is dead, no evidence, no witnesses. Only the black rose."

"Perfect," Klarion grinned maliciously, "Jasper Lewis was a test you passed. Undercover work suits you. Good job... Black Rose."

"Thank you Father," she bowed her head.

"You're dismissed."

(Y/n) left the room without saying another word. As the girl left Vandal Savage - who was standing next to Klarion silently - spoke up.

"You had a chance to kill the brats before she came to us, why didn't you and then recruit her when she was weak with grief?"

"Because it wasn't going to work," Klarion spoke simply, "It would have worked on the humans, but the ones with different blood weren't likely to be affected. The green one's blood could change at will, and Lex made the Super Jr., he can handle him, the meta human had super healing, there was no guarantee that the serum could destroy his cells fast enough."

"So why-"

"Because she needed to want to come with me. If she didn't there would be that rebellion, one that even conditioning wouldn't guarantee a fix of. Telling her that made her stressed, and look here that got us. She came to me wanting to be a villain."

(Y/n) walked through two identical hallways from the area she was just in. The hallway she was in now was a bit more lively than the plain ones. This was the 'quarters' hall. When villains were going to stay for long periods of time - for meetings usually - they stayed here.

Several of the doors had personalized nameplates and looks to them. Harley's was splattered with red and black paint. Ivy's had vines and flowers on it. Joker had red paint spelling out 'Hahaha' and 'Why so serious' across his door.

(Y/n) walked up to her door. Her name was printed in bold, black lettering. Black roses were painted from the bottom corners and sides to the top of the door. Ivy had made it for her, beaming with pride when she hung it up. The villain's little girl had come back to them, more than willing to join the 'family' business.