area51novel Chapter 193 As Batman, I Became Brothers with the Villain
Chapter 193 As Batman, I Became Brothers with the Villain
Chapter 193 As Batman, I Became Brothers with the Villain
You know.
The darkest times often produce the most extraordinary achievements. Just as gold often glitters in the quicksand at the bottom of a river, just as the most intense suffering creates the most indifferent Batman, just as…
The fastest person in the world spends a lifetime slowly saying goodbye to his mother.
When we look back at history, we can interpret it this way:
This is a moment of change for all things, a moment of nascent life. This is the beginning of light, and also the darkest hour; this is the glorious golden age, the age of brilliant minds, and also the distant past.
We were born in the shadow of this great era.
Through them… his life, his achievements, and his extraordinary talents, I found meaning, I found faith.
My name is Alberd Swan. My current alias is Harrison Wells.
I was born in the 25th century, an era that, relative to the present, should be called the "future."
By then, superheroes had become history; they were merely objects of scientific study or idols displayed in museums.
My father was a scumbag. He killed my mother in front of me when I was very young. This instilled in me a primal hatred, a loathing for the world and for everyone. But this withdrawn nature actually helped me avoid wasting my energy on pointless social interactions and vulgar mutual flattery.
I am absolutely obsessed with the 21st-century superhero Flash. To unravel the origins of his power and the mystery of the Speed Force, I have devoted myself to research.
My life has been smooth sailing; everyone who gets in my way has inexplicably died in accidents. At a very young age, I earned the title "Professor Speed" thanks to my in-depth research into the history of The Flash and the Speed Force.
Even after becoming an authority on the Speed Force, I still couldn't grasp its essence. This fact caused me immense pain.
But a time capsule from the 20th century changed everything; it crashed in 25th-century Midtown and contained one of The Flash's costumes.
I tried to replicate and amplify the remaining speed energy on the uniform, and I succeeded. I finally embraced the Speed Force.
Having gained power, I discovered that my era was too peaceful and had no need for superheroes.
Therefore, I built the Cosmic Treadmill. Using this time travel machine, I traveled back to the era of the Flash, intending to work alongside him...
Well, after going through a lot, I finally realized that I didn't want to fight alongside The Flash at all.
I want to be him, to replace him.
I want to be Barry Allen!
I failed.
I was utterly defeated by The Flash, and I was shocked to discover that I would become The Flash's antithesis, the Reverse-Flash I had seen countless times in museums.
That's when I realized why all my competitors in life suddenly died in accidents, and why my life had been so smooth.
Because I killed them.
What I mean is, having gained the Speed Force, I traveled through time to kill those who might have stood in my way, erasing their existence directly from the timeline...
From the very beginning, I was Reverse Lightning; it was a destiny I could not refuse.
My ability to travel through time allowed me to see the truth: I am destined to be the Flash's greatest enemy, and I can never become the Flash.
So I became the antithesis of everything the Flash wanted to do, and all the people the Flash wanted to save, the people the Flash loved, I was going to take them away from him.
I will be better than the Flash, and I will be the only person in the world that the Flash cannot stop.
So I traveled back in time once again and killed the Flash Barry Allen's mother—just as the history is shown in the museum.
I'm going to make The Flash feel pain.
Unfortunately, my imperfect connection with the Speed Force has trapped me in the year 2000.
I can't go back. I can't go back to the era when I fought the Flash, nor can I go back to the era when I was born. I'm trapped in this primitive society, and my Speed Force is waning.
I gradually realized that if I wanted enough speed to get me back to my time, I had to actively create the Flash!
At that moment, I finally understood why I had come here; I was once again being manipulated by the Speed Force.
This may be the history of Reverse Lightning, and also my destiny.
So I killed Harrison Wells and impersonated him.
I orchestrated the accident that turned him into the Flash. I personally trained the Flash and made him one of the greatest heroes in the world.
Once he has enough speed to send me back to the future, I can go home and continue my history, continue my life.
This is how it should have been, but...
Reverse-Flash, now sporting Dr. Wells's face, silently stared at Bruce Wayne, who had appeared there.
Why is Batman at Star Labs?
What happened? Does this event exist in history?
Did I cause any butterfly effect?
Reverse Lightning remained calm and collected as he pondered the situation, slowly moving his wheelchair into the hall of the Star Labs.
"Nice to meet you, Dr. Wilson... I mean, Professor."
Chen Tao was thinking about the title of "Speed Doctor" while also scrutinizing Reverse Lightning in front of him.
Their hands were clasped together, and they lingered there, like long-lost friends reunited.
Chen Tao looked down at Reverse-Flash from his elevated position, while the Flash's nemesis looked at him with nonchalant ease, effortlessly meeting his gaze.
The tense atmosphere gradually became apparent to the others in the lab, and Cisco and Catherine exchanged glances.
Meanwhile, Barry Allen, the Flash, stood dumbfounded to the side, watching his most respected mentor, Professor Harrison Wells, and Bruce Wayne, one of their lab's investors, stare at each other like two fighting cocks, a huge question mark appearing above his head.
"What happened?"
He had a clear, foolish expression on his face, then Cisco's gaze stopped him from saying anything more.
A hastily written banner that read "Welcome Mr. Bruce Wayne" fell to the ground with a thud.
Reverse-Flash saw Bruce Wayne finally look away from him.
He pulled a photo out of his pocket and showed it to everyone present.
That's a report about The Flash.
"Wow, it's The Flash! I love him so much!" Cisco said, somewhat haltingly.
"Yes, yes," Catherine interjected, forcing a smile. "Does Mr. Wayne also like The Flash?"
"Of course, a super celebrity, isn't he?" Catherine felt that Mr. Wayne was joking in words, but in terms of tone, the tycoon was as cold as if he had just lost his parents.
He saw the other person turn to look at Barry Allen: "Wow, Superboy."
Just as Barry Allen, dressed in his regular clothes, was about to speak, he saw Cisco frantically winking at him.
Even without the Speed Force, he could still see afterimages as he rolled his eyelids up.
Barry could tell at a glance that he was trying to express a lot of meaning.
He immediately started spouting nonsense:
"Ah, yes, I have many superpowers, like playing the viola and web design..."
As Barry spoke, he saw Mr. Bruce Wayne getting closer and closer, while Cisco behind him had a look of utter terror on his face, like he'd seen a dinosaur about to eat a chick.
"Um... I also know sign language, gorilla sign language..." Barry just watched as he got closer to his face. He couldn't finish his sentence and said awkwardly, "Whatever, it's fine."
Reverse Flash sat in his wheelchair, quietly watching the farce unfold before him.
Everything is under control. Perhaps Batman already knows the Flash's true identity, but that's not a problem. The formation of the Justice League was something that was bound to happen in the timeline, and the intersection of Batman and the Flash is perfectly normal.
As long as it doesn't delay his return home, it's fine. Moreover, his Justice League career will make The Flash more mature and stronger, and will also allow him to get home faster.
This is not a bad thing.
"Silica gel quartz sand material".
He saw Batman easily find the Flash suit that Cisco and his team had previously hidden. Reverse-Flash could almost see Cisco's face turn pale.
He covered his head in despair and lowered his head.
"This material is wear-resistant and heat-resistant."
With Cisco making that face, Barry didn't know what to do next, so he could only continue trying to deny it:
"Ah, yes, I'm a figure skater, but I like to make my uniform look like the Flash. He's my idol."
"This is used on space shuttles to prevent friction and fire during atmospheric reentry."
"...The competition in figure skating can be really fierce sometimes."
Barry closed his eyes in despair immediately after saying those words, even he knew that such a lie was extremely clumsy.
The important thing is that Mr. Bruce Wayne arrived incredibly fast. He had just given the message four minutes ago, saying he would arrive in six minutes, and he arrived five minutes later. Barry, on the other hand, was unfortunately three minutes late. When he stepped into the entrance of Star Labs, Mr. Bruce Wayne was already standing in the center of the lab.
He couldn't very well hide his criminal tools in front of Mr. Wayne.
"Okay," Barry said, somewhat desperately, "I am..."
History begins here.
Reverse Lightning sat to the side, observing quietly, while weighing the impact and pros and cons of this matter on him.
Barry Allen's true identity was quickly exposed by Batman, and he then naturally joined Batman's Justice League...
"……I am……"
"...I see, you really are an excellent figure skater!"
?
Cisco looked up, wondering if he'd misheard. Catherine opened her mouth slightly, then immediately realized it was inappropriate and quickly closed it again, while Barry nearly choked.
The reverse lightning thought process also came to an abrupt halt.
"Hahahaha!"
The people at Star Labs saw their investor, Mr. Bruce Wayne, first laugh like an idiot for a while, then pull out a check from his pocket, write a number on it, and forcefully stuff it into Barry Allen's hand.
"It's great to have a hobby, young man. This money is my personal sponsorship for your figure skating competitions. With this money, you'd better help me win two Olympic trophies."
"How unlucky must the Olympic champion be to run into Barry," Cisco thought to himself.
"Ah, thank you, thank you," Barry said sullenly. "But I can't accept your money because..."
But he stopped abruptly when he saw the number on the check.
The people in Star Labs looked at each other, including Reverse-Flash, none of them quite understood what was happening.
Cisco hardened his heart.
After today, he's going to build Barry a secret display case so that his uniform will never be left lying around outside again.
"Hahahaha..." After handing the item to Barry, Mr. Wayne burst into another hearty laugh, looking rather dim-witted. For a moment, only his laughter filled the room.
"It's nothing! It's just a little money."
Reverse-Flash was still pondering why Batman wasn't going to expose Flash's identity now when he suddenly noticed Wayne swaying as he walked to his wheelchair, then half-squatting down and familiarly putting his arm around his shoulder.
"Hey bro, I'm only doing this for your sake, giving your student all the time!"
Who's your brother?
"Um, Mr. Wayne, you..."
"Our relationship is incredibly strong." Before he could finish speaking, Bruce Wayne slapped the wall next to him with a loud bang.
Reverse-Flash frowned. The wall was hollow, concealing his secrets, and it couldn't withstand being slapped like that. He wasn't sure if the slap was a coincidence or something else, but he sensed that Batman's mental state was off. He was eager to get rid of him.
"Mr. Wayne, are you feeling unwell?"
Reverse Flash spun his wheelchair around, using his body to block the wall.
"Don't change the subject!"
But Mr. Wayne ignored what he said.
He still draped his arm over Reverse Flash's shoulder, pretending to be in a wheelchair, even half-squatting on the ground for it.
Catherine gave Cisco a look that seemed to say, "Is Bruce Wayne out of his mind?"
"My good brother, I only came to see you because of you, shouldn't you greet me with a smile... don't you think so, my good brother?"
"Good brother, good brother, my good brother—"
"Swan, Doctor?"
"you……"
Reverse-Flash, disguised as Professor Wells, felt a chill run down his spine. For a fleeting moment, Reverse-Flash almost instinctively wanted to stab the other man in the heart with a chop, but killing Batman would undoubtedly cause a tsunami-like butterfly effect, and he dismissed the thought in less than half a second.
He suppressed his shock and anger, trying to keep his voice as calm as possible: "You've got it wrong, Mr. Wayne. My name is Harrison Wells."
"I know Swan, I understand Swan."
"Uh, Mr. Bruce, you've mispronounced Dr. Wells's name..."
"What? I didn't call you by the wrong name!"
Reverse Flash resisted the urge to jump out of his wheelchair.
His mind was filled with mysteries.
How would Batman know him? And how could he accurately call him by name? Is the other person also a time traveler?
But Batman didn't continue speaking.
Reverse Lightning could clearly see that the idiotic expression on the other person's face instantly returned to a calm and composed state.
His heart was ice-cold.
This is the expression Batman should have.
His previously flippant voice suddenly vanished without a trace.
Reverse-Flash knew perfectly well that Batman had already conveyed the information he wanted to send him, and there was no need for pretense anymore. He simply watched as Batman abruptly turned and walked towards the exit, ignoring the questions from the others in the lab.
He clenched his fist.
He had to find Batman immediately, using Reverse-Flash's identity. Batman possessed information about him and the Flash, but he had no idea how much he actually knew.
They need to talk.
(End of this chapter)