Trust Earned-
Trust is earned.
Cisco Ramon learned that years ago. He learned that from his father, from his mother, from his siblings, from Zoom, from his team, from the ones who cut him open and experimented on him. He never forgot that lesson, and he never will.
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"On the first page of our story
The future seemed so bright"
Cisco wired and rewired the gun he was creating. When Barry Allen decides to take over this Earth, he would be ready to stop him; in more than one way.
"But you'll always be my hero
Even though you've lost your mine"
He closed his eyes, listening to the music that played.
"Now there's gravel in our voices
Glasses shattered from the fight"
He sang along, his voice was soft and held so much pain.
"And it's sick that all these battles
Are what keeps me satisfied"
He grabbed the motherboard of the Cold Gun and returned to work, his voice carrying through the room.
"So maybe I'm a masochist
I try to run but I don't wanna ever leave
Till the walls are going up
In smoke with all our memories"
He put the board down and snapped his thumb to his middle finger. A beautiful purple, blue and white breach appeared right over his hand and he caught the soda that fell out of it.
The mini-breach vanished and he took a sip before calling up one right underneath his hand and dropped the drink inside.
He finished the motherboard and worked on inserting it into the gun. He closed up the gun and looked it over, everything was in order. Now for the glare-proof goggles that goes with them.
They were easier and faster to construct. Once both pieces were done, Cisco put them inside a box and put it with all of the dud technology, a place that any Speedster would only skim.
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"Barry, can you check on Cisco for me, he didn't turn up for work today and he's not answering his cell"
"Sure, just give me his address"
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Cisco couldn't stop vibing and it took a toll on his mind and body. It hadn't been this bad since he first started using his powers.
He couldn't snap himself out of it, the room stayed a blue hue as events, dates, life and death flashed through his mind.
Blood dripped from his nostril and ears.
His eyes rolled to the back of his head and he collapsed, his body jerking violently but the visions never stopped.
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Barry knocked on the door and waited for a response of any kind. When he heard something that sounded like someone falling to the ground, he grew worried. The Speedster tried the door before kicking it open. He froze when he saw Cisco having a seizure.
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Cisco blinked his eyes open, the first thing he saw was Caitlyn's worried face.
"Frost?"
She gave a wet smile, "hey Cisco"
He touched his aching head, "what... what happened?"
"You didn't come in so I asked Barry to check on you" Caitlyn saw Cisco stiffen but continued, "He found you seizing in your apartment and I walked him through stabilizing you. When you were stabilized, he ran you over and I hooked you up"
Cisco closed his eyes, "Barry Allen touched me?"
"He saved your life"
"I'm tired" Cisco rolled to his side so that his back was facing the physician, "I want to be alone"
Her cold hand touched his shoulder, "okay, I'll be back to check on you in an hour or so"
He nodded and closed his eyes.
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Cisco regained consciousness and stiffened. There was a vibrational pulse near the bed that was faster than the rest in the room. He turned and looked; he saw Barry sitting on the chair.
"Hey" Barry spoke softly, "how are you feeling?"
"You touched me, I warned you not to" Cisco narrowed his eyes.
Barry Allen blinked, "I-I was trying to save you"
"I know, Caitlyn told me" Cisco looked down before looking back at him, "thank you"
Barry looked at him in surprise.
"You proved yourself... trustworthy enough to be closer to me. But... if you ever touch me without my consent again-" he let the threat hang.
Barry nodded in understanding.
…
Weeks passed and Cisco and Barry became very good friends. Team Flash defeated Multiplex and The Mist together. Detective Joe West had become their ally against the villainous Meta-Humans.
The days were looking bright for the new friends.