For a very long time, Harry has been in love with the comic book world because if its creativity and all the powers. His favourite comic character is Lucifer Morningstar in the DC franchise but the TV show doesn't do him justice besides being played by a charming British actor. His powers are a lot more than they show but, well, the budget to show everything he can do is just too steep.
Anyway, he has always wanted to go to the DC universe even though nowadays everyone is in the Marvel train. So, like every other shut in, he opted the only way to go there was to be visited by truck kun but all the trucks he saw were being driven by a human which was frustrating. For two years, he wasted his parent's money looking for the myth but what he didn't know was that what would kill him was not the mythical truck-kun but a heartattack. He died enjoying his last double cheeseburger which to him was a glorious death for a foodie.
He expected to meet God or something but the first thing he saw was a book and a pen on a table. With a frown, he sat on the chair and opened the book. The first page had a question.
'Name three wishes or do you think any to pass?'
"Like hell I will pass," Harry said quickly and started writing. The first wish was to have a body that has Zenkai boost that is ×30. Second wish was to have Spiderman's powers of both Peter Parker and Miles Morales and all their experience. Third wish is to have the ultimate hand to hand combat ingrained into his mind, muscles and bones. He looked at the wishes again and nodded. These three wishes are overpowered in their own way. He turned to the following page and saw the next question.
"Which universe would you like to go to?"
"DC universe, of course," he answered without missing a beat. He turned to the next page and saw the other question.
"Are you ready?"
"For what?" he asked out loud. Suddenly, he felt a force push him backwards and he fell through a portal filled with darkness. As soon as he got in, he felt his whole body aching due to pain. His screams would have filled the whole place but it was like the vacuum of space so his screams had no place to be transferred to. The pain went on for quite some while until he fell through another portal like the one that brought him here. The pain disappeared all at once and he never felt so relaxed in his life. He got up and stretched then noticed something was different. He touched his chest and noticed his man boobs were gone. Quickly, he took out his shirt and noticed he was ripped! He touched his six pack with fascination then his chest.
"So cool! I gained the perfect body just as a bonus," he said to himself. He put his shirt back on but his fingers were still playing with his abs.
"You there, put your hands up," he heard someone say from behind. Harry would have panicked but he felt something calm him down. It must have been the ultimate hand to hand experience knocking in. He half raised his hands, waiting and timing. His sensitive ears picked up the man coming closer to him and he smiled. Harry turned suddenly, took a stride and he was suddenly in front of the man who panicked and pulled the trigger. Harry was faster though for he got hold of his wrist and aimed the pistol to the sky and it was fired. Harry then chopped him on the neck making the man let go of the gun and fall on the ground, gasping for air. He then threw the gun away and looked at the man writhing on the ground in pain and shook his head before walking away. A few minutes later, he saw police cars heading to the alley and he saw the logo in them, Gotham City Police Department!
"Holy Shit, I am in Gotham! That means I am in DC! This is so dope! My dream of becoming the greatest Villian ever is about to come to fruition. But first, I need to get out of here. If I am not wrong, there might be a Central City. I need to go there for my plans to start," he said to himself. He then went to a car park, picked the door, hot wired the car and started out of Gotham. He was not stopped by anyone as he left New York and be sighed in relief.
The car had a map, mercifully and using it, be traced his way to National City which took him twelve days and by then, he was sick and tired of the car and had stolen a jeep because it was comfortable. When he arrived in Central City, the first thing he did was book a hotel room and take a long bubble bath. He was satisfied he had had his fill of being clean then used the washing machine to wash his clothes clean. When he was done, he went to sleep and had a comfortable sleep for the first time in twelve days.
When he was okay now, he got into his jeep and started his investigations. First thing he wanted to know was where Barry Allen stayed. So, he started a stake out at the CCPD and it paid off. He knew where Joe West, Barry Allen, Eddie Thawne, Cisco Ramone, Caitlin Snow and the big bad Yellow Flash Thawne aka Dr Wells. He mapped all their usual habitual movements and grinned to himself when he knew he had them all figured out. Now, it was only a matter of waiting. He wanted to know what kind of Metapowers he would gain but later thought about it and decided not to because he could have them suppressed at ant time by his opponents. Besides, with the Zenkai boost, he would be stronger than Superman in no time, that is if he doesn't die.
Days turned to weeks and weeks into months and finally, the day he wanted had arrived. He decided to go out of town because of the explosion which could either kill him or make him have more powers but he underestimated fate. The roads had been closed off because of the brothers' heist and the police were looking all over for them! So, Harry was hoping the explosion would not touch him when he was underground. Finally, after a long wait, the explosion happened. Harry got out of his hiding spot, into his jeep and sped to the police station. Once there, he ran up to Barry's lab and saw him unconscious on the floor but time to time, sparks would be seen on his fingers and hair.
"Don't mind me," Harry said as he took s scalpel and cut Barry's chest, drawing blood from it. He took a clean beaker from the lab and stored the blood. When he was done, he suddenly felt danger coming and in reflex, he jumped to the ceiling and stuck on it. Just then, the door was opened by Dr Wells who smiled as soon as he saw Barry unconscious on the floor.
"Soon, Flash, soon, I will go home but not before I drain the Speedforce from you," he said then noticed the wound on his chest. He had been a scientist long enough to know the difference between an accidental cut and a purposeful cut.
"Someone's been here before! What did they want from him? His blood? An internal organ or something else? Do they want the Speedforce for themselves? No, I can't have that! I need to find them and kill them..." Harry had silently jumped down behind him as he was saying this and with a small grunt, his foot hit Thawne's leg and broke it by his knee. Thawne screamt in pain as he fell to the ground clutching his leg painfully. He looked up and saw Harry smiling at him as he took a stopper and put it on the beaker's mouth.
"Who are you?" Thawne asked, painfully.
"Nobody for now. In the future, a certain someone might come up with a catchy name for myself. Any way, I went easy on you, Eubord Thawne, because I think you might want a partnership," he said with an easy going smile on his face.
"Why break my leg if you just wanted to talk? And why do you want his blood?" Thawne asked as he felt his leg healing. He wanted to draw more time then kill Harry.
"You, sir, is a green snake in the grass. I need to talk to you without you trying to kill me," Harry said then took a beaker filled with acid secretly and hid it behind his back. He approached Thawne like someone who was excited to talk to him. "You have a brilliant mind, Mr Thawne and with that mind, we both can get what we want. I want everyone in the world to know my name while you want to go home. Both of us can work together and we can achieve greatness."
"I do not work with sick people," Thawne said with disdain.
"Oh, that is heartbreaking," Harry said, crestfallen. Thawne was waiting for this and using the remaining Speedforce, he strated vibrating his hand, ready to kill Harry when he felt something smash onto his feet. He then felt pain assualt him in the most unimaginable way and he screamt in pain.
"Well then, I will take this as my chance, Mr Thawne. I hope your wheelchair acting will become more convincing now. That is HCL eating away your feet and if you do not treat it fast enough your feet will be gone. Even a speedster like you will not be able to heal from that. Good luck," Harry said as he headed to the window. He jumped down with no hesitance and left Thawne writhing in pain. The first thing Thawne went for was an alkaline. He found one and quickly poured it onto his feet. He felt the burning sensation go away and he sighed in relief before gritting his teeth and sped back to the Star Labs and slamming himself into the wheelchair he had prepared for his acting.
From there, he drove the wheelchair to his office and bandaged his feet before wearing shoes to cover the bandages. From there, he drove the wheelchair into the secret room. He put away his suit then drew Harry's face perfectly.
"Gideon, I need you to scan this face then look in all timelines and tell me his name," be said. A light scanned the drawn picture before a plain face appeared on the wall.
"I have checked all the Timelines but it appears he just appeared from thin air. But his accomplishments as a Villian will draw heroes from across the multiverse to come and stop him but they will not succeed. I advise you to not antagonise him for your future is bleak. He will be known as Terror."
"Does the timeline still change now that Terror is here?" Thawne asked her. There was silence for a moment.
"The answer is no. The Flash will still disappear in 2021 as the timeline states but it is because Terror killed him," she warned him. Thawne breathed out hard as he sank deeper into his chair.