Another Path Chosen

[chosenbylightning]

He called himself Savitar. God of speed.
What an asshole.

Barry had no interest in the metal suit, the promise of immortality or any of it. He just wanted to be left in peace. And maybe run a few con jobs on the side. But damnit, as soon as Savitar threatened other versions, other Barry Allen's who might have had better lives than his?

Screw it.

He had to try. He had to go. Running through time until the very fabric of reality shattered. The least he could do was warn the guy, right?

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[commanderspecs]

They worked out a system of visiting each other fairly often. A weekend on Earth-1. A weekend on Earth-2. Barry had asked for two weeks off from the precinct for an extended Earth-1 visit. On Earth-1, the two had worked under the guise of Barry being able to provide some support from an Earth-2 perspective alongside what Harrison Wells (though he had since learned that they called him Harry on this earth) provided.

He had unlocked the door to Barry's apartment with grocery bags full of ingredients to make Nora's famous chicken pot pie and was greeted with the sight of what had looked like a breach or even a lightning storm in the apartment.

[chosenbylightning]

He skids to a halt in a shower of lightning. Skinny jeans, battered leather jacket and long hair. There's a tattoo visible on his neck and others peeking at his cuffs and across the back of one hand.

Huh. It worked.

"Barry Allen. Don't ask, it's a long story but you've got a Time remnant hunting you. One Speedster to another, figured I'd give you a heads up."

[commanderspecs]

“An-another time remnant?” Barry sets down the groceries down on the kitchen table. “Who is this time remnant—wait, just how many of these guys did he make?! Are you one?!”

He immediately backs away and grabs the nearest thing in self defense, which happens to be a spatula.

[chosenbylightning]

"Another one?" A curse. "How damn reckless are you in this world?"

Wait a second.
Barry tilts his head at his very, very nerdy double waving a spatula at him. "If I was do you think I'd warn you? Wait. Where the hell is your speed?"

[commanderspecs]

“My speed? I don’t have speed.” He takes in what this other looks like: his clothes and hair and— “are those tattoos? I never thought to get one but they look interesting. And how the heck am I supposed to know?! I’ve only heard about the other one, I’ve never seen him!”

[chosenbylightning]

Blink.
"Wait. You don't? But you're.." aw damnit. Now he's gonna have to look out for his nerdy ass alternate self.

Annoyed, Barry flops into the nearest chair before examining the tattoos on his hand. "Huh? Yeah. Before the lightning storm on my Earth. Anymore they don't take."

[commanderspecs]

He frowns at the other’s attitude toward him when he realizes that Barry wasn’t the Barry he was looking for. He moves around the kitchen and grabs the pots and pans to at least get dinner started.

“You might as well wash up. I’m making chicken pot pie for dinner.” He has learned that mentions of Mom were usually met with sadness. “And you’re very lucky I got enough for two speedsters.”

[chosenbylightning]

His head pops up from where he'd been staring at the ceiling. "Wait a second. Two? So you do know another one. Good. We can get this Savitar bullshit over with sooner so I can do home."

Chicken pot pie.
Yep. Not thinking about that or about what it means to him.

(Lies)

[commanderspecs]

“Hey,” Barry’s Head pops up from where he is fiddling with the stove, “okay, language. The Cortex hasn’t said anything about a meta that Barry is handling right now. So he should be on his way home from the precinct soon.”

He rolls up his sleeves and gets to chopping up vegetables and preparing the dish.

“What Earth are you from? How did you get here?” After Barry, he has gotten used to doppelgängers existing across the multiverse. But this one—there is just something off and different about him. Something that tells him this one needs a little more than just a hero team up.

[chosenbylightning]

His eyes narrow. "Language? Seriously?"

Then his nerdy self is mentioning another speedster or another Barry and Jesus he's so done with the multiverse. It's enough to give a guy a headache.

"Beats the hell outta me man. After Savitar I figured I could at least warn a few other versions of me." Shrug. He's not used to this caring about other people thing yet.

"And hell if I know about the numbering system."

[commanderspecs]

He is about to mention language again but gets the feeling that...he’s going to tire out his warning before the night is through.

“You’ve met Savitar?” he asks. “Wait, You’ve gone against or met Savitar and you’re still here? You’re still alive?” He frowns a little. Barry would be the best person to explain what had happened.

[chosenbylightning]

Live a life like he has and you're gonna swear a lot. But thankfully his double doesn't continue to harangue him about his language.

He rubs his eyes. "Yeah. Yeah I met him. Which is why I figured I'd give another version of me a heads up about him."

So Barry might never have graduated, he's not completely stupid. "You're talking about him like he's been dealt with."

[adultflash]

Barry has had a long day. Not even with anything Flash related, just catching up on the pile of work that had stacked up while he was trapped in the Speed Force and helping with some active cases, one of which he suspects involves another meta, but thankfully not one he has to fight. Yet, anyway.

He stops by STAR Labs so Caitlin can run a few check-up tests, and makes his way home in a pair of jeans and a STAR Labs t-shirt. Yeah, still a nerd, but his hair and eyes are a little different. No glasses, either, and that energy crackling around him.

"Hey, I'm...home," he says, staring at the sight in front of him as he opens the door. "Who the hell are you?" he asks, instantly wary. Obviously he's them, but he's not going to trust just a version of himself he doesn't know after Savitar.

[commanderspecs]

He has just started to put the first batch in the oven when Barry finally comes home. He takes note of the STAR Labs get up and surmises that Caitlin possibly wanted him to pee in a cup again. He holds up a floury finger at both of them in a wait gesture.

"Barry, wait. This is--this is Barry as well. But he came to warn us about Savitar and I thought it would be best to leave it to you to explain since I hadn't seen or met the Savitar you talked about."

[chosenbylightning]

For his part, Barry is at the kitchen table, beer in hand and jacket hung by the door because he got tired of being harassed about just tossing it on a chair. Tattoos wind up both arms and he looks frankly annoyed at the entire situation.

"Can we just deal with this so I can go home?"

This helping people thing, even if it's helping himself, is a headache.

[adultflash]

Barry sighs at...well, himself, dragging a hand down his face. Can't he just have one vaguely normal day? He really doesn't like talking about Savitar, either.

"If you're really coming to warn us about Savitar, you're a little bit late. He was killed months ago. By my fiancee at the time, while he was trying to kill me. We were trying to get him back into the Speed Force, but it didn't work out that way. The Speed Force still needed a speedster though, so it took me instead. I was trapped there for six months, Earth time."

He glances at his other self's tattoos, and the way he carries himself, but if he doesn't want to stay and chat, Barry won't make him. "Questions?"

[commanderspecs]

He waits, waiting to see how the other would react. He stays behind in the kitchen, watching the exchange. He can’t get in between the two, not with both of them being speedsters.

“I...actually offered for Barry to stay. For dinner. I made enough for the three of us.”

As a partial apology for harassing him to hang his jacket and maybe being sharp about not having his feet on the table.

[chosenbylightning]

"Wait, hang on. Months ago?" He drags a hand across his face in an oddly similar gesture. "Goddamn Speed Force."

"So either time moved differently or the Speed Force just held on to me for months. Great." He sets down his beer. "Well, not like anyone would miss me back home."

Which means he can either go, or stay for dinner.

[adultflash]

"Could be either," Barry allows, his tone a little more gentle after Barry says no one would miss him. "You might as well stay, since Barry's gone to all this effort. Besides, it's nice to meet another version of me who isn't evil."

Despite his other self's appearance, the fact that he really did come to warn him, as late as he was, speaks volumes to Barry about his character.

[commanderspecs]

It’s times like these that Barry wishes he also is a part of the speed force, just so he could have set a coaster down underneath the beer bottle. He can’t control his own facial expressions as he hears that no one would miss him.

“You also already hung up your coat. Might as well stay.”

[chosenbylightning]

The dinner does smell good, kicking up old memories of his life before things went sideways, before his old man killed his mother. Barry nods.

"Okay. If you're good with it, I'll need to fuel up before going home anyway." He rubs his neck. "I don't even know how long I've been away."

Stupid speed force.

[adultflash]

"Yeah, I'm good with it. Consider it a thank you, even if you showed up late," he says, teasing this new version of himself a little.

"But yeah, time can be weird like that when you're dealing with the Speed Force. Hopefully you weren't gone too long. Are you also the Flash, like me?" he asks, curious. Just because his self was a speedster doesn't mean he's taken that route.

[commanderspecs]

Barry lets out a breath he doesn't realize he had been holding. He goes right back to checking on the pies and pulling them out before they burned up. They could talk Flash things.

He opens the door and pulls out the tray, smiling at how it always reminds him of his childhood and his mother.

"Are you also a CSI on your Earth?"

[chosenbylightning]

"Yeah, a few months late at that." His nose wrinkles. That'll teach him for trying to do something right. He sets down his beer at the question. "Am I the what now? Flash?"

He tips his head at the second question. "Do I look like a CSI? I run cards, the odd job, but what I do isn't what you'd call legitimate earnings."

"I don't know about you guys but after my old man killed my mom I bounced around foster homes until I aged out of the system."

[adultflash]

Barry just kind of stares at himself for a minute, before finally taking a seat across from him. Because he really needs to sit down. "He didn't. Kill my mom. It wasn't him. He was blamed for it, got thrown into Iron Heights, but I knew it wasn't him, and I was right. It was another speedster who had traveled back in time, but dad got charged for her murder instead."

He'll get to the Flash thing in a minute, but his brain is kind of stuck on that.