1 Chapter 1: A new start, A new villain, same old Monday

Chapter 1: A new start, A new villain, same old Monday

A new supervillain was in Central City, and he was on the run. He had just pulled off a daring heist and was now being chased by the Flash, the protector of the city. Flash was fast, but he was faster. The chase was intense, with the villain and hero darting through the streets, dodging cars, and jumping over buildings.

As the Flash closed in, the villain suddenly stopped, turning to face the hero with a smirk on his face. "You know Flash, I've always wanted to meet a real-life superhero. And here you are, chasing me like a cat and mouse. It's like I'm Jerry and your Tom. How exciting!" Tachyon chuckled, his eyes gleaming with mischief. His voice was like there were two people talking at the same time while vibrating.

The Flash skidded to a stop, panting. "You're under arrest, Tachyon."

Tachyon raised an eyebrow. "Tachyon? Is that what you're calling me now? How cute. I was thinking something more like... The Road Runner!" He made a "beep-beep" sound and took off again, leaving the Flash in the dust.

The Flash gritted his teeth and took off after Tachyon again. "Come on, Cisco, Caitlin. I need your help," he muttered, activating his communicator.

A few moments later, Tachyon was cornered in an alleyway, with no way out. He stood there, chest heaving, a wry smile on his face. "Well, Flash. It looks like this is the end of the road for me. Or is it the beginning?"

The Flash approached him, hand outstretched. "Just come quietly, Tachyon. We can help you."

Tachyon's smile faded, replaced by a cold, hard look. "I don't need your help, Flash. I've got my own powers now, and I'm going to use them to get what I want." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a tachyon figure, tossing it to the Flash. "Here, take this. It's my motif."

The Flash caught the figure, his eyes widening in surprise. "Tachyon, you're serious about this?"

Tachyon nodded. "Deadly serious, Flash. You and your friends are about to see what a real speedster can do." With that, he disappeared in a blur of speed, leaving the Flash standing there, stunned.

"Cisco, Caitlin, did you get all that?" the Flash said into his communicator.

"We got it, Barry," Cisco's voice crackled back. "We're tracking him now."

"Good," the Flash said, rubbing his chin. "I'll meet you at S.T.A.R. Labs."

As he made his way back to the lab, the Flash was deep in thought. Tachyon was a new kind of threat, one that he had never encountered before. He was fast, cunning, and unafraid. And he was going to be a challenge.

When the Flash arrived at S.T.A.R. Labs, he found Harrison Wells, Caitlin, and Cisco waiting for him. "Barry, what happened?" Wells asked, a concerned look on his face.

"Tachyon got away," the Flash said, scowling. "He's a speedster, like me. But he's using his powers for evil."

Wells nodded, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Interesting. We've never seen a villain like this before. This could be a valuable opportunity for us to study and learn about the metahuman powers."

The Flash shook his head. "Tachyon is dangerous, professor Wells. We can't let him continue to wreak havoc on the city. We have to stop him."

Wells nodded. "I understand that, Barry. But in order to stop him, we need to understand him. We need to know what motivates him, what drives him to be a villain."

Cisco nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I've already started tracking him. I should be able to locate him soon."

The Flash nodded, pacing back and forth. "We need to act fast before he causes any more damage. We have to be ready for him when he strikes again."

Caitlin nodded, her eyes serious. "I'll start working on a way to neutralize his powers. Maybe a special inhibitor serum or something like that."

Wells nodded, a thoughtful look on his face. "Good. We'll need all the help we can get if we're going to stop Tachyon."

The team sprang into action, working together to track Tachyon and find a way to stop him. They knew that this would not be an easy task, but they were determined to protect the city and bring Tachyon to justice.

The Flash knew that Tachyon was going to be a formidable opponent, but he was ready for the challenge. He had the support of his friends and the power of speed behind him. And he was going to use every ounce of his strength and cunning to stop Tachyon and restore peace to the city.

The first chapter of Tachyon's journey as a supervillain had only just begun, and the Flash was ready for the challenge.

Tachyon stepped into his small apartment after switching back to his civilian clothes, closing the door behind him. He let out a deep sigh, his thoughts wandering back to his encounter with the Flash. He couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and fear. Excitement because he had finally found someone who could challenge him, someone who could push him to his limits. And fear because he knew that the Flash would stop at nothing to bring him to justice.

He sat down on his couch, letting his thoughts drift back in time. He remembered the day he died, a silly accident that took him too soon. He had always thought that death was the end, but he was wrong. He had been reincarnated in this new world, a world where metahumans existed and where he had been given a second chance at life.

A smile formed on his lips as he remembered his time in the hospital. He had never expected to wake up in a hospital, surrounded by soldiers and with doctors talking about dissecting his body. In a panic, he had used his newfound power to escape the building, tearing it apart in the process.He had escaped as soon as he realized that something was off, that something was different about him. It had taken him a while to figure out what it was, but when he finally did, he couldn't believe his luck. He had been given the gift of super-speed.

He stood up, his thoughts turning to the three months he had spent learning about his powers. He had spent hours upon hours in the library, reading books about the Speed Force and about the Flash. He had learned about how the Flash was able to tap into the Speed Force, how he was able to harness its power and use it to save the city.

But Tachyon was different. His connection to the Speed Force was different. He had noticed it the moment he had started training, the moment he had started using his powers. His lightning trail was black and white, a stark contrast to the bright red of the Flash's trail. He had no idea what it meant, but he was determined to find out.

He remembered the day he had robbed his first bank. It had been easy, almost too easy. He had used his powers to phase through the walls, avoid the security guards, and grab the money. And then he was gone, back to his apartment, before anyone had even noticed.

But even though it had been easy, it had also been boring. He had been looking for a challenge, something that would push him to his limits, and he had found nothing. He needed something more, something that would satisfy his hunger for excitement and danger.

As he sat on his couch, staring out at the city, he couldn't help but think about the Flash. He remembered the way the scarlet speedster had chased him through the city, taunting him with jokes and cartoon references. It was clear that the Flash was determined to stop him, but Tachyon was just as determined to continue on his path of villainy.

He had considered using his powers for good, but the thought of being dissected and studied by the military had left him feeling distrustful of the world. He's not even including the future of this city. Instead, he had decided to use his powers for his own selfish gain, only aiding the Flash if he was in trouble.

Tachyon smiled to himself as he thought about the Reverse Flash, wondering what the villain was thinking about him being the latest addition to the rogue's gallery. He knew that the Reverse Flash would see him as a threat, but he was confident in his powers and his ability to outsmart his fellow speedster.

He stood up from the couch, stretching his muscles and feeling the rush of energy that came with his speed. He was ready to take on the city and show the world what he was capable of.

As he stepped out onto the street, Tachyon felt a sense of excitement and anticipation. He was ready to prove himself as one of the greatest villains of all time, and he was going to start by taunting the Flash and leaving his mark on the city.

He smiled as he took off into the night, leaving a trail of black and white lightning in his wake. The next chapter of his journey as a supervillain was about to begin, and Tachyon was ready for the challenge.

Time skip

Myles continued to wander around Central City, lost in thought as he planned his next heist. He considered whether or not to warn the Flash about his intentions. On one hand, it would be the polite thing to do. But on the other hand, it would take away the challenge and excitement of the heist.

As he was walking down an alleyway, he was suddenly held at gunpoint by a mugger. Myles smirked and made a joke reference to a cartoon, taunting the mugger before using his speed to disarm him and leave him hanging from a street post, tied up in his own clothes in an embarrassing position.

Myles continued to walk around, still lost in thought as he planned his next move. He watched as the Flash and Clyde Mardon, aka the Weather Wizard, were engaged in a fierce battle. As Clyde managed to escape, Myles considered whether or not the plot for the Flash's official debut was finally starting.

Myles, now in his Tachyon costume, saunters towards Flash with a smirk on his face.

"Hey, Flash," Tachyon says with a playful tone, "You're looking rough today."

Flash, taken aback by Tachyon's sudden appearance, furrows his brow. "What do you want, Tachyon?" he asks, his voice tense.

Tachyon chuckles and puts his hands on his hips. "Just wanted to give you a heads up, Flash. I was planning to rob the bank next week, but I think I'll move my schedule a bit. You seem to have your hands full with Weather Wizard today."

Flash narrows his eyes, suspicious of Tachyon's intentions. "Why would you do that?"

Tachyon grins mischievously. "Well, I'm feeling generous today. Plus, I don't want to steal from a man who's clearly got his hands full."

Flash still doesn't seem to trust Tachyon, but he nods nonetheless. "Thanks, I guess," he says warily.

Tachyon tilts his head and adds, "But if you ever need any help, Flash, don't hesitate to give me a call. I'll be more than happy to lend a hand."

Flash's eyes widen in disbelief. "You want to help me?"

Tachyon nods, still grinning. "Sure thing. I mean, we're both speedsters after all. It's only right that we look out for each other. I'm a villain but I'm not that evil."

Flash looks at Tachyon skeptically, but nods nonetheless. He knows that Tachyon is a villain, but he can't help but wonder if the masked speedster is playing some kind of game. He decides to keep a close eye on Tachyon, just in case.

Tachyon laughs and winks at Flash before disappearing in a blur. Flash watches as Tachyon disappears into the city, his mind racing with questions. He knows that Tachyon is up to something, but he can't quite figure out what it is. He decides to keep an eye on the masked speedster, ready to pounce if necessary.

As Tachyon makes his way back to his apartment, he can't help but smile to himself. He knows that Flash is skeptical of his intentions, but he's enjoying playing this game nonetheless. He knows that he can't remain a villain forever, but for now, he's having too much fun to reconsider his path.