The Flash Meets Dark Flash⚡️

The night sky erupts with lightning, the storm’s deafening roar echoing through the empty city streets. Barry Allen, The Flash, stands at the heart of a crumbling plaza. His crimson suit glows faintly with the pulse of his Speed Force energy, but his usual confidence is shaken. Across from him emerges a shadowy figure—Dark Flash.

This isn't just any speedster. Dark Flash looks like a twisted reflection of Barry himself, his suit a jagged, blackened version of The Flash’s iconic red, with veins of crimson energy pulsating across it like scars. His eyes blaze a fiery red, and his voice carries a haunting edge as he speaks.

Dark Flash: "You can’t outrun what’s inside you, Barry. I am your speed... your anger... your fear!"

The Flash steadies himself, his breath visible in the chill of the storm. Lightning crackles between them, the air thick with electric tension.

The Flash: "I don’t know what you are, but you’re not me. Whatever darkness you came from, it ends here."

Dark Flash smirks, his movements a blur as he darts toward Barry with inhuman speed. The Flash counters, their collision unleashing a shockwave that shatters the windows of nearby buildings. The ground beneath them cracks as they trade blows, their movements nearly invisible to the naked eye, a flurry of red and black lightning streaking through the city.