Barry's P.O.V

Iris and I were lounging on the couch, when I suddenly got an alert from the team. Batman's voice boomed over the communicator, sounding quite worried. Which was weird, because he doesn't show emotion.

"Flash, we need you to take this one." Batman ordered. "It's the League of Assassins, and they have a speedster with them!"

The part about it being the League of Assassins didn't surprise me, but the part about another speedster did. Could this be my daughter? Never mind that, I need to get to work.

"Well, duty calls, Iris." I stated with a salute. "Be back in a flash."

With that, I sped away from my home, going towards what I think is my daughter. I reached the location the team sent me, and for miles all I could see was destruction. Batman and a couple other members of the League were fighting the League of Assassins when I got there.

"For a man who has super speed, you always seem to be late." Green Arrow joked.

"Shut up, Oliver." I replied, rolling my eyes.

Then all of a sudden, I saw a streak of blue run past me.

"So, you're the Flash." A voice questioned judgtngly, stopping to reveal a girl with red hair and blue eyes. She was wearing a blue and silver version of my uniform, and I could recognize those eyes anywhere. She looked me up and down.

"Hmm, you're not as impressive as I thought you would be." She stated, pursing her lips slightly. "Oh well, I guess that will just make it easier for me to defeat you."

"Wait!" I shouted, stopping her in her tracks.

"Wait? I haven't even done anything yet."

"Is your name Scarlett?"

"Yes, how do you know that?"

"I have my ways."

I needed to find a way to capture her. I would need to hurt her, but not injure her too badly.

"If you want to fight come at me." Scarlett challenged.

"Alright, you asked for it." I shrugged.

With that I lunged at her, speeding towards her as fast as I could. All of a sudden, she clapped her hands together and electricity shocked me to the ground.

"You thought this would be easy, didn't you? Well, I'm sorry to break it to you, but it won't be."

"They say the harder they fight, the harder they go down."

I raced towards her, creating a tornado around her. She kept trying to predict where I would be next, attempting to shock me. Then I raced towards her, handcuffing her with electric handcuffs.

She struggled to get out of them, realizing she couldn't. It hurt having to capture her, but I just have to make her see the wrong part of her actions. I have to introduce her to her family. I know what my daughter looks like, because I could recognize her eyes anywhere.