I stared into the mirror of my bathroom, looking at my reflection as I nervously studied myself. I was topped up with food, so I had less risk of fainting or losing my powers from exhaustion.
The hospital had phoned me and said that my mother was missing from her bed and that the police had been called and had investigated the scene and come back with nothing.
My suit was on the tatty side now and really needed a replacement. There were burn marks and patches covering areas where thugs had pulled knives on me and ripped my suit. I was tempted to ask Cisco for a less revealing and darker suit for times like this.
Tying my hair up in a ponytail, I secured my mask to my face, disguising my tired eyes, blotchy skin and melancholy expression.
It troubled me that I couldn't make any plans ahead of what I was to come up against, simply because I was completely in the dark about the situation. It wasn't a question of whether Hannibal Bates was lying to me because I had already sussed out that he was indeed telling the truth about what Wells had asked him to do.
The only thing I had was a plan to end him. This problem gave me the opportunity to end this for all of us. Granted, I have never taken a life before, which would make me hesitant and could give the experienced murderer the upper hand. I hadn't told Barry or any of the team about it. If Thawne was going to mess with my family, I was going to handle this on my own.
Packing my homemade explosives in my utility belt, I heavily sighed. I was ready, and time was ticking.
"Good luck, Sis. I'll be right by your side the whole time, I promise," Eve said, trying to comfort me as I nodded my head in agreement. "You're making the right decision."
"I'm making the right decision," I repeated, trying to get the idea clear in my mind. "No doubts."
I stood in the doorway of my kitchen, looking at the clock as it was time to leave. Staring at my open window, I took a large breath, sent a prayer to whoever is up there and started on a sprint as I ran towards my window, jumping out of it as I dived down the tall apartment building. I sent a quick spurt of energy back towards the window to close it.
Pulling up from my dive with an ignited body, I followed the route that my smartwatch had given me towards the destination. As I approached the seemingly abandoned streets, I could see a figure donned in a yellow suit with a huge, black outline of something standing next to him, which quickly disappeared.
He had chosen a very secluded spot, meaning that any kind of pre-landing surveillance was impossible. Shaking my head in defeat, I decided it was time to land and confront the Dickhead in Yellow. What kind of villain chooses a yellow suit anyway? Why not black or something cool?
"I expected you to be here a little earlier," Thawne remarked as he stood with his mask off.
"Well, you could say I didn't expect you to kidnap my parents tonight, but here we are," I replied, rolling my eyes at him as I kept my arms by my side. "I didn't take you for a guy who holds people hostage. Then again, you do like to hold people."
I narrowed my eyes at Eobard as I tried to get a read on his mind but failed to get anywhere near it, which I found surprising. He almost seemed amused as the annoyance spread across my face.
"If you're going to try anything like that, don't bother. I've got a very special surprise for you," Thawne said in response to my attempts. I tilted my head slightly as my ears pricked up at the sound of heavy footsteps that was growing louder and nearer.
"Please don't be his dick," Eve muttered as I struggled to see the funny side of the situation.
"I had to create him just for you so that you won't stand in my way," Eobard commented, praising himself on the creation.
"Just tell me where my parents are, you smug-faced pri-"
"I'm sorry, but it seems like I have to go and torment my real rival. Hope you're not afraid of gorillas," he brushed off, waving a hand at me as he sped off to go and presumably
"Like the band?" Eve asked.
"Band?" A gruff voice echoed in my head as I stumbled back in shock. It repeated the word as if it hadn't known what a band was. The voice rang a bell of recognition in my head as I stopped in my tracks.
"Holy shit," I breathed out, my head tilting upwards as the figure from the shadows emerged.
"I really fucking hate gorillas," Eve groaned, as I took a step backwards as the animal stood under a street lamp.
"I am Grodd," he roared, beating his chest as I felt the gust of air exerted from his lungs fanning my face as some loose strands of hair from my ponytail flew backwards with the air until it subsided.
"I'm Emily," I replied, gulping as I didn't bother with the roar. "You can call me Em if it's more convenient."
"Em," he repeated, as I nodded at him. "Strong mind," he gruffly complimented as I tightened my fists as I felt a presence enter my head. I had no idea if I could enter his head while trying to keep him out of my own, and I certainly didn't feel it was the time to try it.
"Where are my parents, Grodd?" Instead of a response, the beast roared out in rage and banged his chest as he began to charge towards me. Widening my eyes in response, I levitated myself to a height that he wouldn't be able to reach as I swirled some energy around my hands.
I was surprised at his speed, as the gorilla latched his hands onto my ankles as he yanked me to the ground, pummelling me into the tarmac as I yelped out in pain as I tried to soften the blows and push him off of me with me telekinesis, but it seemed futile as he was so heavy and strong.
Projecting a beam of energy at him, I managed to get away from his grasp as I stumbled out of the crater that had been made from my impact. I brushed off a few chunks of the road debris from my cape as I watched Grodd roll onto his front and groan in pain.
I was already exhausted, and I was nowhere near finding my parents. There was blood dripping from my head as I dabbed my hand against my temple as my plastic mask had cracked. Rolling my eyes in frustration, I ripped my mask off of my face as I stared at Grodd with fury. I was furious that he had broken my tech. It made me feel exposed, weakened, and I was very angry at that fact.
Clenching my jaw and balling my hands into fists, I quickly levitated myself to a height that I knew Grodd wouldn't be able to reach and let the anger in my system build itself into a compressed store of energy. Staring at Grodd, who had gotten back onto his feet, I aimed my hands at him and released the energy, watching as a bright white beam of light pushed it's way out of my palms at shot straight at the gorilla, followed by a howling scream as I ceased the projection.
Narrowing my eyes, it was much harder to see the target without the infrared vision on my mask, I could see his faint outline running off in retreat. Rolling my eyes in annoyance, I realised that I wasn't going to get any information about my parent's whereabouts this evening, despite Dickhead in Yellow's plan.
Landing back on the ground, I quickly located my mask, which had cracked into pieces and lay shattered on the tarmac. Solemnly collecting all of the pieces, I made my way towards S.T.A.R Labs to break the news to Cisco that I would be needing a new mask.
I promptly made my way down to the Cortex, which consisted of flying through the gap between the stairs rather than the normal elevator.
"Where is everybody?" I muttered, not hearing the usual murmuring chatter of the team as I walked towards the side room with Barry's treadmill to take a peek and see if they were inside.
Turning on one of the computers, I accessed the security cameras and clicked on the most recent activity, showing that they were in the basement where Cisco had set up his anti-speedster forcefield. I saw no sign of Wells, but I did, however, see a guy lying on the floor and not looking so lively.
Racing down the stairs and flying through the corridors, I made it to the congregation of people.
"What the fuck did you guys do?" I shouted, alarmed at the lifeless body on the floor which had morphed back into Hannibal Bates. "You didn't have to shoot him!" I received a lot of surprised looks, though, it probably could've been because I had blood smeared over my face and looked as if I had run through it hedge backwards.
"I told you this before, I am always one step ahead," the haunting voice of Harrison Wells echoed from wall to wall as I clenched my fists.
"You wanna tell me where my parents are before I have to come and rip another hole in your arse?" I shouted towards the speaker in the room.
"All in good time, Emily," Wells tutted as I had interrupted him. I broodingly ignored Barry and Caitlin's shouts as my mind was drifting from my body as I tried to locate Thawne's mind and find his location. "...but trust me, your lives now are so much better because of what I have done for you."
"What about my sister's life? What about Nora? Their lives aren't better because of you!" I screamed, feeling a flare of energy fire up in my palm as I stormed out of the room. I wasn't in a stable condition to be around people. I barely had any control over my powers when my emotions weren't in check.
Stomping out of the labs, I decided to make my way home, considering it was in the middle of the city. Not bothering to go inside, I landed on my rooftop garden, which was still looking considerably bare as I hadn't had the time to go and buy any plants or furniture for it.
Unclipping my cape and sitting myself down on the concrete, I pushed my legs out in front of me to stop them from falling asleep and giving me pins and needles. Keeping my breathing steady, I tried to replay all of the things that Wells had ever said to me to try and figure out where my parents could be.
A/N
Surprise surprise an update lol
Christ sake Dickbard, why you playing hide and seek with Emily's parents' smh
See you on the dark side,
Charis xo