Tamara may be a side character, but she:
1. Helped Harper prepare Lucy for undercover work in Triple Duty
2. Helped plan Lopez and Wesley's wedding in Threshold (bonus points for introducing Tim to Cardi B and needing Tim's badge for something)
3. Helped get Nolan elected as Union Rep in Breakdown
4. Helped Chenford and Lopez solve Becca's murder in End Game
5. Helped to get Chenford together by purchasing the car that ultimately led to them going undercover and discovering their feelings for each other in Day in the Hole
6. Helped figure out why Beth was working with Rosalind in Double Down
7. Was the first one to figure out that Chenford were dating in Death Notice
8. Encouraged Lucy to sleep with Tim in Death Notice, and
9. Brought attention to and helped Lucy, Thorsen, and Lopez solve Sonia's abduction in Death Sentence
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Fictober 2023
Prompt number #16
Fanfiction Fandom: Flash Rogues
Rating: T – Teen and up
Warnings: Description of Double Down's powers (it involves his skin).
Day Sixteen: “Do you know a way out of here?”
Roy Bivolo takes a deep breath, willing himself to be invisible. It won’t work, of course, but it’s all he can do for himself without his prisma-goggles. He feels at a distinct disadvantage as a regular person in a prison wing full of metahumans, and sometimes wonders if the warden puts him there just to humiliate him.
None of that is important right now, however, in the midst of a chaotic prison break. His focus is on survival and escape, of finding a route out without getting attacked by somebody else.
The odds generally aren’t great.
He creeps his way past a huge inmate brawling with some guards, a guy he doesn’t recognize. It’s a welcome distraction to hide an unobtrusive man seeking not to be seen, and he’s buoyed by his success thus far.
But it doesn’t last, because someone grabs his shoulder and spins him around.
Roy almost screams, but manages to maintain his dignity at such a pivotal moment. And he’s half-relieved and half-terrified to see that the newcomer is Double Down, the criminal who pulls his own skin off and throws it at people.
“Hey! I know you!” Jeremy exclaims, much louder than he should. “You’re Rainbow Rider, and you shoot rainbows out your ass or somethin’. You’re an okay dude.”
“Rainbow Raider,” Roy snaps, though he truly doesn’t want to make an enemy of this guy. “And thanks.”
“Do you know a way out of here?” Jeremy asks, but Roy shakes his head regretfully.
“I’m still looking. Maybe if we search together?” At least Jeremy has powers, horrible as they are.
“Aces! We’ll definitely succeed together!” Jeremy enthuses with a little too much excitement. He tries to get a high-five, but Roy really doesn’t want to touch his skin.
“I’ve been in this prison a few times, so I’m pretty sure we need to go in that general direction…it’s just the specific details that are fuzzy,” Roy says. “We’ll probably figure it out as we go.”
“See, we’re making progress and becoming the best of friends,” Jeremy declares confidently, and Roy gives him a strange look. He’s always known that Double Down is odd from the few details he’s heard about him, but this is a whole other level of unexpectedness.
The duo continues through a dark corridor, punctuated by pulsing strobe lights which give everything an eerie cast. Occasionally they see another inmate sneaking out on his own, and sometimes they must take cover from armed guards hurrying in search of escapees. But the area looks familiar to Roy, and he’s certain they’re heading in the right direction.
Everything’s going well, until a stern voice shouts “Halt!” and they freeze. Both raise their hands and slowly turn around to look at the guards who’ve stopped them, and one officer suddenly widens his eyes when he sees who they are.
“Oh crap -– activate the Raider protocols!” he tells the others quickly, but the order seemingly comes too late. In moments, all the guards lower their weapons and relax their posture, and some are even smiling at the prisoners.
“Um…” Roy says in confusion, glancing at Jeremy, and realizes that his comrade has the same dopey smile. “What’s going on? What are the ‘Raider protocols’?”
“It’s the procedure to protect us from your powers, sir,” one guard says with the same goofy grin that Roy is beginning to find unnerving.
Roy blinks. “But I don’t have any powers, at least not without my goggles.”
“That’s incorrect, sir. Would you like us to escort you out of here?”
Roy blinks a few more times in extreme surprise. “Uh, sure..?”
“That’d be fantastic!” Jeremy chirps, and Roy desperately wants to be as far away from this situation as possible. He quickens his pace down the hall, with Jeremy happily trailing behind and the guards forming a protective posse around them. When asked, the guards tell him that they’re going in the right direction, and he’s actually beginning to believe them.
Finally, the group reaches one of the prison kitchens, and a guard leads them through some once-secure corridors to a delivery entrance.
“You can leave through here, sir.”
“Well, thank you,” Roy says, unsure of what’s appropriate in these circumstances, and the man beams delightedly at him.
“I live to serve, sir!”
Roy cringes, and beckons to Jeremy. “It’s time to get out of here, and we should hurry because I think these guys might not be very friendly once I’m away from them.”
With that, the two inmates escape to freedom as fast as they can, putting as much distance between them and the prison as possible. When they can run no further, Roy turns to Jeremy with a slight smile.
“It was nice knowing you, but I think we should go our separate ways now. Good luck staying out of jail!”
“You too! We’re BFFs now!” Jeremy replies in a chipper tone, and Roy grimaces. He’s hoping to leave all the weirdness behind him, but is starting to wonder if this will be his life now. On the plus side, it seems like he isn’t powerless after all, which gives him some confidence for future stints in prison.
Roy turns in the direction of home, humming softly to himself as he walks through the woods. All in all, things turned out much better than expected, and at least Jeremy kept his skin on.
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We're Comin' In!
“How long ‘til we land?” Tim’s – Jake’s face, Lucy firmly reminds herself – twists into a smirk. On anyone else, she’d call it salacious, but on him it mostly looks out of place. She can’t imagine Tim ever being so sleazy in his own life, though he plays the role very well.
“15 minutes.”
“Plenty of time,” his response is smooth and confident, far more collected than Lucy can even begin to imagine sounding right now. She lets the situation play out and prays she won’t have to speak, at least until she can find her voice again.
“For what?”
“Mile high club, baby.” Tim’s grin doubles in size as he pulls Lucy up by the hand. She manages a wry smile and shimmies her hips for effect as Tim leads her down the hall.
It’s the first time she’s been on a private jet, the first time she’s seen a plane with a bathroom big enough to fit two people, never mind for them to move around inside. Tim latches the door behind them and turns to face Lucy.
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