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105 walked up to CW to ask him for a favor.
105: Hey, newbie.
CW: Yeah, what's up? Do you need anything.
105 started scratching the back oh his neck, nervous as hell.
105: I need a favor from you.
CW: Yeah, sure. But it must be within the range of what I can do.
105: I need you to replace me on my earth for 2 weeks. Can you do it?
CW was stunned, he had never been asked that before. He did not see it coming.
CW: Sure, I don’t mind. But why me?
105: You’re the only one available. And stable enough to face everyone.
CW: Can’t they survive without you?
105: No, we’re currently in a period of crisis, we can’t afford to miss anyone.
CW: But all I’ve ever fought is Barry. What if I have to fight an alien?
105: You’ll only intervene if there’s no other choice but that.
CW: Where do I go?
105: Metropolis. You have to go to a building with ‘LexCorp’ on top. If you can’t find it, it’s across the street from a building with globe on top of it. Go inside, and they’ll tell you where to go.
CW: Ok, seems easy enough.
Just then, they heard a loud maniacal laugh. They turned around and saw X laughing at them.
X: Ha ha, good luck, newbie.
CW: What do you mean by that?
X: It means that his universe is filled with a bunch of nutcases.
CW: o-kay, I’ll keep that in mind.
X: Don’t say I didn’t warn you. It’s your funeral. Because at least we have experience with fighting them, you’ve never meet them in your life.