You (Your, name) were one of the many affected that fateful night when the lab where you used to work, imploded. However, you were affected differently than most, you didn't lose family but instead gained extraordinary powers. You were able to manipulate the elements (Fire, water, earth, and air). However, your life was not the best. You were basically invisible and those that saw or knew you did not treat you well. That all changed when you got your powers. Let's just say, those people were blown off the planet earth and weren't coming back. Serves them right, no one deserved to be treated the way you were treated. Things were different now. You were second to the top of the food chain in Central City. Any thugs or villains around knew not to mess with you, except for Savitar. Damn that idiot, he got on your nerves. You both were always at each other throats like there was an unspoken war going on. Sometimes you wished you could just strangle him with vines of something of that nature. Today was a rather relaxed day. You were getting dressed in your outfit for tonight because you felt like raining a little havoc for your frenemy Flash. You were fascinated with him which was why you never killed him when you two fought. He was goofy and childish, but would always have such a glare of determination when he fought, it was irresistible. You did not like him but you also thought he was kind of cute, though you've never seen his face. He didn't see yours either and to be honest, you'd like to keep it that way. You took a shower, washing your hair, enjoying the feeling of the water running down your scalp to your back. An evil glint was in your eye as you got out and dried your hair and body. You grabbed your outfit, it was simple and not armoured because of your powers, you didn't need any extra weight from protection slowing you down. This was your outfit.
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You wore a black mask so no one would ever recognize you, the city had even given you a nickname, The black huntress; most of the time it was just Huntress. You actually worked in the Central City Police Department which was helpful when you wanted to cause a little hell because you knew where the police would or wouldn't be. You felt like a double agent but really the only reason you stayed was because of your close friend Barry Allen. He was the underappreciated genius in the department and honestly, he understood what it felt like to be ignored. In fact, you were the one who helped him get over Iris, because well you liked him a lot. Even though you were a villain, he brought out the best in you, you could always count on him to make you smile. You always went over his place and geeked out, he never came over yours though. You kind of had a crush on him, but never admitted it. Pushing him aside from your thoughts, you put your mask on and some dark red lipstick because why not, just because you were evil didn't mean you couldn't look like a sexy badass. Your apartment was in the city, on the 7th floor so it was easy to sneak out. You opened your window and jumped out. The breeze felt amazing on your skin as your hair whipped back. Before you hit the ground, you opened your eyes, which glowed a pale white and suddenly you were thrown into the air. Using the element of wind, you were able to land onto another building. Smiling to yourself, you jumped off and went from side to side, from building to building, loving the feeling of freedom. A sudden flash of red and gold broke you away from your thoughts as it sped through traffic into some alleyway. You somersaulted down into the alleyway, your pearly white eyes burning through the darkness of the alley. You smirked to yourself, "well well what do we have he-", you started but your eyes widened and you let out a gasp. You did indeed spot the flash but something was wrong. He was heaving, leaning on the wall, his face was swollen and almost completely covered in blood, and his suit had multiple rips in it with blood oozing out. Your hardened glare at him softened as he fell to the ground, but you didn't touch him. "What happened?", you asked concernedly. "Not tonight, please", he mumbled, spitting out some blood. "Take it easy, I don't want to hurt you", you said. Normally, you weren't soft on him but it built a raging fire inside of you to see he was beaten up by someone other than you. He looked at you warily. "Who did this to you?", you asked kneeling next to him. He huffed a little and was hesitant before answering, "I-It was Savitar", he answered. Your eyes narrowed, that bastard! He must have known you had a soft spot for Flash and he did this on purpose. I mean it's not like you loved the flash or anything but you most certainly didn't hate him. You didn't want to show flash your soft side, but it felt like you had no choice. Without thinking, your voice took over, "Will you let me help you?", you asked, surprising yourself. He chuckled painedly, "What's the catch?", he asked. "There's no catch", you said getting up again and turning away, "If you are that worried then I won't help". You pretended like you were going to walk away but he stopped you. "W-Wait", he said sitting up with a painful groan. You smirked a little as you turned, "Do you want my help or not?", you asked. He looked down before nodding. Your smile softened a little and you picked him up, catching him by surprise. "What? Do you think I can't carry you? How long have we been fighting each other?", you asked with a chuckle. "7 months", he said in a pained voice. "And you've never noticed my strength?", you teased a little. "Trust me, I noticed", he said with a slight smile causing you to chuckle again. You used your powers to jump from building to building. You covered his eyes as you landed on your apartment fire escape. You quickly opened the window and jumped in, putting flash on the couch. You quickly ran to your bathroom to get the first aid kit and the supplies you needed. When you came back out, you sat next to him. "You have a nice place", he said as he sat up. "Unzip", you said plainly, trying not to come off as nicely as before. His eyes widened, "Why?", he asked. You chuckled and shook your head, "Maybe you forgot you have more than one cut or stab wound in your arms and one in your stomach, so if you want that to become infected, you can keep your suit zipped up. ", you said, giving him a slight glare. He was hesitant, so you interrupted, "I can give you regular clothing to wear while I do this, and you keep the mask on", you suggested. He nodded, giving a smile. That smile was very familiar, you knew it from somewhere.
