The Flash : Please Kill Me (Complete Remake)

Chapter 16: The Truth About Wells –(REMAKE)

The air in S.T.A.R. Labs, once a beacon of scientific optimism, was now thick with a palpable, unspoken tension. It was like a really awkward family dinner where everyone knew Uncle Bob was secretly stealing the silverware, but no one wanted to be the first to say anything. And in this analogy, Uncle Bob was Dr. Harrison Wells, and the silverware was, you know, the future.

" He's a master, I'll give him that. He plays the concerned mentor, the brilliant scientist, the guy who just wants to help Barry. But I see the cracks. And I'm pretty sure Joe's starting to see them too. It's like watching a really slow-motion train wreck, where the train conductor is also the guy who tied the damsel to the tracks."

Adam's 'Enhanced Observation' was working overtime. He watched Wells constantly. The way his eyes would sometimes linger on Barry, not with paternal pride, but with a calculating, almost possessive gaze. The subtle, almost imperceptible shifts in his demeanor when Joe brought up Nora Allen's murder. The way he always seemed to know exactly what Barry needed, even before Barry did – a little too perfectly.

Joe, meanwhile, was a man possessed. Adam's subtle hints about "time" and "scientific motives" had clearly struck a nerve. He was spending every spare moment poring over Nora's case files, looking for anomalies, for anything that didn't fit.

"It just doesn't add up, Adam," Joe muttered one afternoon, gesturing to a blurry photo of the crime scene. "The impossible speed. The lack of entry. It's like he just… appeared. And disappeared."

"Yeah, well, some people are really good at hide-and-seek, Joe," Adam said, trying to keep his voice casual. "Especially if they have, you know, a really good hiding spot. Or a really good way to get there. Like, say, a secret tunnel. Or a… time machine."

Joe's head snapped up. "A time machine? Adam, you're talking crazy."

"Am I?" Adam challenged, raising an eyebrow. "Is it any crazier than a guy who can control the weather? Or a guy who can make copies of himself? Or a guy who can run faster than the speed of sound? In this city, 'crazy' is just 'Tuesday.' And if someone could travel through time, wouldn't they be able to do impossible things? Like, say, murder someone without leaving a trace?"

Joe looked at him, a flicker of fear, then dawning realization in his eyes. Adam knew he'd hit a nerve.

Later, in the Cortex, Wells was giving a lecture on metahuman physiology. He was explaining how Barry's speed was a unique phenomenon, an anomaly. But Adam noticed something. Wells referred to the Speed Force, not as a theoretical concept, but with a casual familiarity that was unnerving. He used terms and concepts that wouldn't be widely known, even in advanced theoretical physics, for decades.

" He's slipping. He's so used to being the smartest guy in the room, he's forgetting to dumb it down for the rest of us. Or maybe he just doesn't care anymore. That's even scarier."

Adam decided to test him. During a break, he approached Wells, holding a random, complex-looking circuit board he'd pulled from a discarded piece of equipment.

"Hey, Dr. Wells," Adam said, trying to sound genuinely curious. "I was just wondering about this. It looks like some kind of… temporal capacitor? I mean, probably not, but it's got these weird energy readings. Just a hunch."

He held it out, watching Wells's face. Wells's eyes, usually so composed, flickered. A micro-expression of surprise, then a quick recovery. He took the circuit board, his fingers tracing the lines.

"Ah, yes," Wells said, his voice smooth. "An old prototype. A failed experiment in localized energy storage. Nothing of consequence, Mr. Stiels. Your 'hunches' are certainly… imaginative."

But Adam had seen it. The flicker. The momentary hesitation. Wells knew exactly what a "temporal capacitor" was. And the circuit board, while old, had indeed hummed with a faint, almost imperceptible temporal energy signature that only Adam's 'Enhanced Observation' could detect. It wasn't a temporal capacitor, but it was clearly related to time travel tech.

" Gotcha. You're not just a scientist; you're a future scientist. And you're sloppy. Or maybe you're just getting tired of the charade. Either way, this is good. This is very good."

Adam excused himself, his mind racing. He needed to tell Joe. He needed to show him. But how? He couldn't just say, "Hey, I can detect temporal energy because I'm from the future and I died a lot." That wouldn't fly.

He decided to approach Joe later, subtly. He'd "find" something else, something more tangible. A piece of Wells's future tech, perhaps, that he could "discover" and bring to Joe's attention. He needed to build a case, brick by brick, against the man who was pulling all their strings.

" This is a dangerous game. Thawne's smart. He's ruthless. And he's a speedster. But I've got meta-knowledge, a system that makes me basically immortal, and a growing suspicion that he's underestimating my ability to annoy him into submission. Game on, Reverse-Flash. Game on."

A Special Message to My Amazing Readers!

To keep The Flash : Please Kill Me growing and deliver more chapters faster, I've launched a Patreon! Join today for 5$ unlock 20+ additional chapters and become a vital part of this story's journey. Your support means the world!

you can read also 20+ chapters of "The Boys: I'm the New Hue, I Need More Power" and "legends of tomorrow : Im a Legend Now"+"Arrowverse: I'm a Hero"+"Marvel : Please Kill Me "

Click here to dive deeper: [patreon.com/TheFinex5]