Death, Rebirth, and How it Started

My name is Barry turner, well it was I'm now Barry Allan.

This is the story on how I became the impossible then one of the worlds protecters and saviors.

Let's start at the end of my old life..

I was a scientist/ inventor well I was in school to become one.

I was in my second to last year of college going to track.

Unlike what you'd think a normal scientist would act like I love running, that's all but I love it.

I was doing my second lap when out of nowhere my whole body started to hurt and feel like it was going to burst it was like that for a minute then it just stopped.

I felt so relieved, I was going to go and run tests on my body to try and figure out what just happened to me when I just collapsed dead.

My first time I got a memory in my new life was on my third birthday.

At first I thought it was just a very strange and very vivid dream, and what was weirder is that I remember it all, every detail.

It started with my old childhood memories memories.

I never told anyone about them.

When I was three I got the memories from my brith to my old third year of life.

But then I only got the memories of the same age I was.

At that point I still didn't know what was going on, it was still so weird, but I got used to it by the time I turned four.

I thought it was so cool that the kid in my dreams was the same age as me.

This continued until I twenty, but let's not skip to far ahead just yet.

Let's go back to the night trust still haunts my dreams, when I actually have normal dreams.

I was eleven, I just had a horrible day, I was doing a light jog enjoying my time after school when I saw a kid younger then me getting bullied.

Every time I've tried to help someone In the past I always got the short end of the stick but as much as I tried I couldn't.

So I yelled got there attention on me tried to push them away but failed, I tried to run away and I almost did but the bullies were bigger and older so unfortunately they where faster then me.

I came home brushed and battered.

My mom and dad comforted me we ate, and for me being brave enough to stand up to those bullies I got permission to go to Iris's tomorrow.

That made the day better so I went to bed happy, I thought the day was over and I content with the day.

That was until… until I woke up hearing a crash then banging, and screaming downstairs.

I ran downstairs and saw things flying in the air, yellow and red lights, I felt some wind flash by me.

I kept yelling for my mom but nothing happened she wouldn't come to me, she won't come to a safety.

My dad came to me yelling at me to "RUN!" But I didn't want to, I wanted to save my mom.

Then In a blink of a eye I was 20 block down the road.

I was in a daze I couldn't imagine how I got down the road so fast, I was in the house one second then I was down the road down the road so far that I can't even see the house.

Something popped in my head out of nowhere it's like those comics I saw in my strange dreams, it's like that quicksilver guy….. no it can't be I'll think about that later I have to go make sure moms fine.

I ran back towards my house, when I got close I seen police cars and ambulances, I ran even faster when I seen that.

When I got to the house next to mine I seen my dad being put into a police car.

"I swear it wasn't me. I didn't kill my wife. you have to believe me.

BARRY, don't go inside stay away."

I snuck past the police at the door and ran in between the men around where my mom was to see plastic on the floor.

Random police. "Joe, you know these people?"

Joe. "My daughter is best friends with there kid."

They stepped away from the plastic so I went on my knees next to it and pulled it back to see my mom just laying there.

"MOM!…. MOM!…. Wake up, move."

Joe came behind me.

Softly "Barry, step away."

"Mr. West, why isn't my mom moving?

What is happening why are they taking my dad?

he didn't do anything."

He hugged me. "Everything will be fine.

Let's go to my house, you can visit with Iris."

"I want to see my dad, he didn't do anything it was a man in yellow, it wasn't my dad.. you need to make them let him go."

"Let's just go to my house for tonight and sleep we can talk about this tomorrow."

And that was the first night I stayed at my new house, the first night everything changed, the first night everyone thought my dad killed my mom in front of me, the first night I was so determined to get my dad out and others like him.

For the first year I stayed with the West's I kept trying to run away to the jail to see my dad, I kept pleading with anyone who would listen to let my dad go because it wasn't him it was the man in yellow.

But no one listened I got sent to shrinks and they just said it was a child coping with the trauma of what he seen.

So eventually I stopped screaming he was innocent and studied and studied, I was going to join the police and find a way to get him out.

Through out the years I found ways where I could just break him out if needed but I never did.

Luckily my weird dreams also had a bunch of science stuff in them so learning what I needed to get through school and college was almost to easy, I graduated and became a CSI in my early 20's thanks to Joe.

I learned something interesting towards the middle of the year when I was 21, I was a reincarnated person, I don't know why or how but when I got my last, what I know is now a memory, I figured that out when I seen and felt my death.

With my new perspective on life from seeing my old death I just got more determined, I wanted to help the people and families who couldn't do anything I wanted to find the weird stories and cases that people thought were weird or to out there to be real.

And because of that I met someone who would become a best friend, a friend who would fight crime with me in the future.