Barry From The Flash Novels & Stories

he said into the dying eyes of the one he had thought was his friend a tear slipped down his eye as he stared at the surprised look on barry’s face “i...” barry stopped head falling forward, he pulled a small sword from barry’s waist and beheaded barry the head rolling on the floor, as the body fell to the floor hard

Yvette Hill wants to push Barry away and continue to walk inside, but Barry refuses to move a step from the door of the office. "You haven't married the young master, so you don't have the right to order me." "Go away, a little housekeeper, dare to talk to Mrs. Hunter like that." Aaron’s grandpa appeared in front of Barry with a dragon crutch. He bumped Barry with the dragon crutch, and broke his left arm. Barry said nothing but moved away from the office door. Aaron hears the movement outside, he opens the door and looks at Yvette Hill and Arno Hunter standing at the door. "What happened?"

Bart dropped the suitcases and let himself fall down onto his knees, his eyes welling up. He wouldn’t see her after all, he wouldn’t be near her after all. Bart hadn’t been thinking about seeing her. All he could see was the man next to her. Until that very second, he hadn’t really considered, let it sink in, that seeing Prince Troy also meant seeing Caroline. Ethan frowned. “What’s your deal, Barry? You look like shit.” “How could you not tell me?! How could you not tell me that they were coming?!”

I grinned. “So… you’ve watched Silver Sworn,” he replied with a smirk, pulling Britney closer. “Everywhere I go all I see is your face,” I grinned, “and by everywhere, I mean everywhere,” I clarified with a slight eye-roll. He shrugged slightly, “yeah, I mean its part of the-“ “OH MY GOD, IS THAT DWAYNE JOHNSON!” I blurted out, my eyes widening at the sight of the silhouette figure of the giant of a man, dressed sharply at the far end of the room.

-Flashback- Barry was busy cooking his meal when he heard a knock on his door. He was in hiding because a coven of witches was hunting him. He killed a witch high priestess two months ago, and since then he has been hexed, poisoned, and almost killed multiple times.

Barry came out of his room with a whistle. He was very happy to be going back to playing missions, Yes, he was sure that they would be playing missions again this time. And her smile continued to be etched on her lips all the way to the room of the ruler. "Holla, how are you Dude?" In his rancid style, Barry entered the room where three people were already present with their respective experts. "Hello man, how are you doing? Is your fire basoka still working properly? I think you're pretty ba... ik" Barry immediately shut up when he saw the dark aura released by the ruler.

"But now that it involves… that person, I truly don't know what to do." Trembling, Barry looked at Adrian and Stephanie, who happened to turn toward him at the same time. Legs turning to jelly, he might've collapsed if the manager hadn't grabbed him in time. Before he could gather himself, Adrian and Stephanie had already come over. "Mr. Hawke! Ms. Ford! I really don't know what's going on…" Barry was nearly in tears. "I would never dare to tamper with Ms. Ford's drink. Please believe me!"

Despite Zendedari’s fractured memories, his protective streak was extremely strong. "He’s aware of his surroundings, but he can’t move. Even his mind is locked and still. He is paralyzed somehow." Raven’s voice startled Caitlin, brought her back to the stormy weather and their rescue mission. Raven was clearly speaking of Barry. "He can’t move or call out, not even mentally. It is dark and damp, and he knows he will suffer greatly before they are done with him." Raven swayed, her hands protectively covering her stomach. The healer moved, a blur of speed, catching her arm and wrenching her out into the driving rain.

Barry snorted and said coldly, "Caleb, I guess you understand now. No matter how you try, you'll never be able to defeat me. "Well, I'll give you a chance for your dedication to being a slave for the Newman family." The main reason Barry said that was because if his parents were dead, he would need Caleb to work for him. Caleb finally snapped back to his senses. He sneered, then stepped forward and slapped Barry. He then kicked Barry, sending him flying. Felix was stunned. From Caleb's reaction, he seemed unafraid of the Newman family. Barry's leg had yet to heal. He was furious and in pain. He said angrily, "Caleb, don't you know how terrifying the Newman family is? Are you sick of living?"

How irresponsible. "N-Not at all...Sir." I hesitated on how to address him. He seemed to notice that and immediately introduced himself as he occupied the jerk's seat. "I am Old Barry. Not a Sir at all, just an elder of the Rios Clan. I am the master's adviser," he introduced, grabbing a grape. I watched his actions warily. The adviser of the business tyrant, Old Barry. I didn't hear about him in Fox's report. "I-I am Fallon Ravest—ah, Rios."