There is a myth about elementals. Hear me out, it may seem crazy, but they're real. I've seen them.

It was two immortals forever at the end, the final blow dealt simultaneously by each other - then they stay dead... For the next few decades.

Then they are reborn. They hold elemental powers, ones unimaginable by any mortal mind.

The most recent recording was seven decades ago, it is feared that they had finally killed each other off... Then it turned to not believing in the myth.

The thing is, the elementals are born, but don't know who they are or even have their powers - when they come it is completely random. They don't even really remember their past lives unless there is complete skin to skin contact with the other.

All that is known is that they are at ends with each other... Every time.

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Barry felt everything drain from him when Zoom took his powers. He was numb, bearly felt it when he was thrown.

Moments after the impact, before Zoom could even run, Barry felt a wave of pure and wild energy rush through him.

A large cloud of electricity and fire poured from him. Before it had cleared, Barry was across the room. Zoom was pinned easily in his arms, his eyes were wide as he felt the raw power crashing off Barry.

Then Zoom felt his own powers start to be taken, he tried to fight it, but he could not. The moment that it was gone, he felt himself be thrown through a breach to his home Earth.

The whole of Team Flash was watching the exchange with their jaws dropped low. All they had seen was Barry lose his powers, be thrown across the room then suddenly have zoomed Zoom into a wall. Barry had also seemed to have taken Zoom's own powers and thrown the speedless-speedster through a suddenly appearing breach.

------

Months passed before the next elemental showed their true selves.

"There are no strings on me!" Snart called as the area exploded into white around him.

Next thing he knew was that he was laying face first on S.T.A.R Labs' floor. He back felt heavy. Just out of curiosity, he turned his head to look over his shoulder.

There was a pair of almost icicle streaks, in the shape of wings, on his back. He tightened his hands into fists, shocked as the floor made a scratch like noise. Bringing a hand to his face he saw why. His nails were sharp like talons.

In the distance, he heard the should of feet walking towards him. Out of panic and pure instinct, he scrambled to his feet, walking back into the far wall.

'Home, safe...' He thought to himself before his world was enveloped in white again.

"Hmm, I thought I heard something..." Cisco mumbled peaking his head into the room. Shrugging he continued to walk towards his lab.

-----

Shouts rang out through the Rogues' warehouse as a shape fell on Lisa Snart.

The shape soon revealed themself as Leonard Snart as the man's head shot up, looking quite flustered.

Behind the man's head, there was a pair of wings made of icicles.

Snart quickly shot to his feet, regaining back his persona of Captain Cold. He suddenly realised that he did not have his cold gun... That was taken before he...died..?

Why didn't he die?

All the Rogues' mouths were dropped wide. There stood their boss, waves of wild and unrivalled power pouring off of him.

Deciding to make the most out of the situation presented to him, Snart straightened his back, puffed out his chest and looked every bit like the man they thought he was. He went with how he looked, rather than the confusion that he actually felt.

-----

Snart was back out robbing places, he didn't always have a cold gun and he knew the weapon inside and out so had easily made a new version of it...

That is what he told others.

Really, they were just some fancy fingerless gloves that he made and he was, in fact, using powers that he had found himself. He still called it the cold gun for old times sake.

When he gained those wings, he also found out that he had powers... Not like the meta powers, but something... More... It was pure elemental power.

Cold being his favourite, naturally.

He also had a pair of blue-tinted goggles. When he used his powers his eyes changed, the whites would turn blue. Big give away if you ask him.

So as during any of his robberies, the Flash appeared. "Snart?! We were told you were dead!" Barry exclaimed the moment he saw Snart.

"Here I am, in the flesh. Not so dead anymore," Snart drawled, chuckling to himself in the end. He raised his fist towards Barry, ready to see what damage it would do.

As he let the blast go, zooming down towards the speedster, the scarlet speedster himself sent a similar blast back at him. The blast was of lightning and threw the pair of them back a few feet when it collided with the blast of cold and ice.

Both of them stayed upright, crouching slightly to keep their balance but kept their eyes locked on the other's eyes.

Barry's eyes were almost scarlet red with lighting flowing through them. Snart's goggles had been blown off his face, revealing the blue to his eyes.

Out both their backs were wings. Snart's were his ice ones, whereas Barry's were hard feathers with lightning dancing all over them.

-----

You see something... This pair was our immortals, born into this world again.

But fate had played a hand in these lives... Much like the others, they were hero and villain... Only, each had been both a hero and a villain.

Leonard Snart was Captain Cold, 'Leonard Snart robber of ATMs', where this also represented both the hero and villain within him.

Barry Allen was the Flash, 'not every hero wears a mask'. A hero... But he was also the Seductive Demon. A villain...

Fate was screwing with the immortals lives thoroughly.

-----

Barry and Snart stared each other off before a growl ripped from each of their throats.

The growls rang through the whole city, each face that heard it paled.

The myths were true...

...and the immortals were back.

The fight of the century was about to begin...and it was happening right in their city.

People dropped what they were doing, phones hanging limply by their cords. They ran towards the sound, moving as quick as they could before the fight could begin.

Barry and Snart stood face to face, less than ten metres between them. The air around them was crackling with power and energy.

Crowds formed by the thousands, circling the pair.

It was a stand-off not one person dared breathe. That all changed in one moment.

Barry charged forwards, running at speedster-speed, his fist out in front to attack Snart.

Snart charged forwards, almost at a matching speed, the elemental power fueling his body with speed.

The pair's fists collided, a wave of power shooting out. People were pushed off their feet, glass shattered out in waves - showering everyone in a storm of glass, glistening like rain in the air.

The ground was torn up as they repelled each other but stayed standing - their heels digging into the tarmac.

By the time people were back on their feet, the pair was almost nose-to-nose with each other.

Without a word or sound uttered between them, the elemental immortals took off, their wings flapping.

Dust flew up, circling around in the draft caused with each flap of their wings.

As they stared each other off, clouds built above them. Lighting shooting from the one above and behind Barry whereas Snart had blizzards, snow falling by the bucket.

The wind picked up from nowhere, almost knocking the audience off their feet.

The pair landed a hit each before their movements moved too fast for anyone watching to follow.

The only indication of that was happening was the increase of power of the storms and the wind.

The two's hits meant that any material on their hands and arms were burned to atoms, leaving them with only their bare fists to fight.

The two fists collided before a sound rang out as the pair disappeared. The sonic boom launched people off their feet again, leaving their ears ringing, like they had an Olympic boxer do their hardest punch into their stomachs.

------

Barry and Snart landed in a tumbled heap back in their clearing in the forest.

Barry was laid out flat on his back while Snart had landed on top of him, looking him straight in the eyes.

"What was that..." Snart breathed.

"I... I think that was memories... Memories of previous lives..." Barry breathed back.

"They were lives described through the myths... The fights of the immortals..." Snart whispered, his eyes prised wide open.

"They were us..." Barry whispered back.

"Why don't we want to stop each other?" The two asked simultaneously. Both their cheeks going bright red.

Barry and Snart both realised something simultaneously, both of their comms were completely blown. They had no communication back to their teams - similarly, the others could not communicate with them.

It was just them, they could not be tracked, not even through the vital sign trackers in The Flash's suit.

Crunch.

At least, it was originally just them.

Both their heads flung towards where the sound had come from. The Legends were standing there.

-----

"Sir, I have found something that might be of interest to you," Gideon said.

Mick grunted, looking up from where he was looking.

"It is to do with Leonard Snart... Years after he left with us..."

"Take us there now!" Mick shouted, springing to his feet.

The message was soon spread and they were time-jumping to where the newspaper said he was.

Landing, it was clear they were in the correct place, it was all over the screens in the streets. Suddenly one of the alarms went off in the time vessel, there had been a massive surge of power in a spot in a forest near them.

Within a single glance, they were making their way over to the source of the surge of power.

What sight met their eyes they could never have imagined, even in their wildest of dreams.

Leonard Snart - Captain Cold - was laying on top of The Flash...

And they had wings sticking out of their backs...

...what was happening?

-----

Barry and Snart very quickly untangled themselves, knowing that their cheeks had not stopped their bright red blush from appearing. They swore that they must look like tomatoes at this point.

"This is not what it looks like!" Barry very quickly exclaimed trying to calm the situation.

"Yeah, and what did that look like?!" Snart snapped at Barry, his cheeks flaming with embarrassment.

"Like you were about to kiss?" Ray stated.

"That is not what just happened!" Barry exclaimed his wings extending in his flurry.

"Watch it!" Snart snapped again as he nearly got hit in the face by Barry's wings extending.

Just to add to the insult that Snart was feeling - and to Barry's enjoyment - Barry flicked his wing so that it smacked him in the face.

This caused Snart to swing out his leg, knocking Barry's legs out from underneath him.

Growling as he got back onto his feet, Barry asked the Legends. "Ever heard about the immortal elementals?"

"Yeah, we have heard the myths," they answered...

Causing both Barry and Snart to snort in laughter.

"Guess again," Snart snorted. "You are currently looking at the elementals."

"They why where you not trying to kill each other and were instead looking like you were about to kiss?" Mick grunted.

"We only just got our memories back!" Snart exclaimed, his wings also extending to their full size.

Just at that moment, Team Flash decided to announce their appearance by walking out into the clearing.

Barry sighed about how the world was never in his favour, throwing his hands into the air, "how much of that did you hear?"

"From about when they asked why you looked like you were about to kiss," Caitlin stated.

Cisco during that time had gone to approach the pair with the intent of having a closer look at one of Snart's wings.

He quickly recoiled when a loud hiss emitted from both Barry and Snart.

"I'm not trying to hurt either of you!" Cisco exclaimed, jumping slightly before starting to approach them again.

He was shocked when a loud, menacing growl came from Barry.

Barry's wings were spread-wide in an aggressive manner while Snart’s wings were tucked defensively against his sides. Barry's wings subconsciously covered Snart from Cisco view, making it very clear what he was doing.

Before Cisco even had the chance to change his course, he felt himself be thrown into a tree. Clutching at the hand suffocatingly tight around his neck as he gasped for breath, he stared down the cold, lightning-filled eyes of Barry Allen.

Barry's lips were pulled back in a silent snarl, revealing rows of sharp teeth.

Just as Cisco felt his world blur and black appear in the edges of his vision, the weight on him vanished as Barry once again stood next to Snart.

Team Flash quickly ran over to the fallen Cisco, careful not to turn their backs to the two immortals while the Legends stared on.

Barry was shaking with each breath and his wings were only bearly folded.

Snart swore to himself before he turned towards Barry. He clicked his hands in front of Barry's face, trying to gain his attention.

It worked, Barry's head flung round at a rate of knots. He was now staring at Snart, his eyes cold and calculating.

Barry's instincts were screaming at him, so much was being said, he had no idea what to do. He was only just processing that he attacked Cisco in a split moment of pure instinct.

Snart could see everything fly through Barry's brain, it showed it through his eyes and the fact that his own brain was doing the same.

Snart acted on instinct, one so strong he was almost unable to attempt to resist doing it straight away. He cooed and whistled softly, in a reassuring manner. Snart felt the top of his head change as tens of feathers sprung from his head. They were purple, blue, green and about any other colour that you could imagine.

Everyone watched as Snart's actions had an effect on Barry.

Barry's head also changed so that he had streams of red feathers down the back of it. Each burst through the suit, nestling its way into place. Barry returned to Snart with a whistle of his own, a way of reassuring Snart back.

Barry's wings tucked closely into his body again, much in a similar way that Snart's wings were.

Barry's eyes went sharp and cold again when there was a distant crack of a branch as one of the Legends shifted their feet slightly.

Within a second, Barry had everyone in the waver-rider while also having programmed Gideon to never allow the Legends near Snart or himself - including any past or present versions of themselves - without his explicit permission.

Now he stood next to Snart again, facing him with an obviously calmer expression than previously.

Snart reached his hands out towards Barry's face. His intention was to remove the mask so that it was not damaged by the crown of feathers.

Barry's hands shot up, grabbing onto Snart's wrists.

Snart let out another calming and reassuring whistle at Barry. When Barry let go of his wrists, Snart reached forwards again. He hooked his fingers on the edges between Barry's skin and the mask.

Barry's eyes fluttered closed as Snart moved to remove his mask, a sign of trust between the two.

Snart's breath caught in his throat. His hands settled the mask on Barry's shoulders before they retreated back to his side.

Fluttering open, vivid green stared into icy-blue.

-----

A week had passed and there was not a single word about the pair of them. It was feared they had managed to kill each other again.

Barry looked over the city, crouching on one of the tallest buildings in the whole city.

His eyes looked off to his side as he heard the sounds of wings flapping to a stop.

Snart crouched next to Barry, taking in the view as Barry once did. He was dressed in a crisp blue fitted shirt, his parka layered over the top of it.

Barry was dressed in a suit much like his Flash-suit except that it did not have a mask or hood on it.

Both had decided that enough was enough, they were not going to hide from everyone anymore. He was not going to wear a mask.

Through accepting the powers of his past, their looks had changed.

Barry had changed vastly. His face was sharp, almost like it was moulded that way. His eyes were so bright in the green colour that it was almost like they glowed in the dark. When he had hair, the black strands had tints of red in them.

Snart had changed by the fact that when his hair was on view, it was a glistening, shining white and silver, like snow falling lightly in daylight. His face was slightly more round, although he still kept his characteristic chiselled cheekbones. His face seemed less aged and more youthful.

"Why don't you go help them anymore?" Snart asked Barry.

"They are handling it well on their own," Barry replied looking over at Snart. "And they currently see me as a murder."

"Then prove them wrong. You are their Scarlet Speedster, nothing can change that," Snart said, turning to face Barry fully.

"How do I do that then?" Barry snarled, turning to face Snart as well.

"You will know. You always do," Snart whispered, cocking his head to the left.

As Barry snorted at his statement, Snart pulled his wings into him and pounced onto Barry, knocking the two of them off the skyscraper.

Snart purposefully kept his wings out of view during the tumble and tussle through the air. Barry kept his wings close to his side, not hindering them as they fell.

From one glance at Snart, Barry figured out what he was doing. Snart was trusting him to catch him - show the public he was still the hero. Neither knew whether they could carry each other's weight.

But as they came more into view of the crowd, Barry grabbed tightly onto Snart, tucking him close to his chest before flipping so that Snart was towards the ground as he opened his wings and slowed their fall. With a few extra flaps, he had the two of them hovering.

With a single flick of his wings, he sent both of them flying off in the direction that was where the hospital was. On the way through, when out of sight of the viewers, he pulled back up and landed on a roof again.

As Barry placed Snart on his feet and landed beside him, Snart shook out his wings. Barry did the same, feeling the difference it took to carry someone as well as someone else.

"Race you to the bottom?" Snart asked before diving off the side of the building.

"Cheat!" Barry called to him as he too dived off the side of the building.

The two fell side by side, wide smiles spread across their faces, not caring if people looked up and stared at the pair.

"Race you to the CCPD!" Snart called as he suddenly swerved off to the side.

Barry laughed as he quickly shot off after him, lightning blaring out behind him as he reached speeds so fast the world froze in comparison.

The two danced around each other, jeering and teasing each other. They tapped each other with their wings, trying to throw each other off their course.

Soon they reached the CCPD, they shot by the main doors before sweeping up and landing on the roof. Both their heads peaked down the side to look at the main doors.

An officer was standing there a coffee in hand. When the wind from their flying ripped through him, the lid of the drink flew off, followed by the hot drink itself. He was fighting to keep everything with him that he did not realise that the drink had gone.

He lifted the cup to his mouth but frowned when he found it had no drink in it. He lifted the cup upside down and not even a single drop fell out of the cup.

Both Barry and Snart burst out laughing at the man's expense. They both ended up on their backs laughing only just able to move away from the edge of the roof. By the time they had stopped laughing, they were clutching their stomachs and tears were streaming down their faces.

"You want to go see The Captain?" Barry suddenly asked once they had gathered their breath.

"Hmm," Snart thought aloud before a smirk-like grin covered his face. "Can't hurt to see what the opposition is like!"

Barry quickly walked over to where the skylight window to his old lab was. Glancing down he saw that the lab was untouched from when he was last in there. Slowly opening the window, he crawled in, dropping to his feet silently.

He signalled for Snart to follow down behind him. Together they started to make their way towards The Captain's office. Their wings and such disappearing from view as they silently crept through the building.

Soon, they were at the door of The Captain and by the sounds of it, he was on his own.

Barry slowly wrapped his hand around the handle before glancing back at Snart, giving the man one last chance to back down. At the acute nod, Barry opened the door.

The Captain stopped working on his computer and looked up, his mouth falling open as he glanced at those in front of him.

"Everyone thinks you two are dead, that you have killed each other," The Captain stated.

Both of them chuckled slightly as Barry scratched the back of his head.

"Why are you here?" The Captain asked.

"This man right here wanted to see the 'competition' as he put it!" Barry said, clapping Snart on the back of the shoulder.

As Snart stumbled slightly, he turned to face Barry and unveiled his wings to smack the man straight in the face.

Barry growled at Snart as his own scarlet wings unfurled behind him.

'Why does it feel like I am watching a marriage spat?' The Captain thought to himself as he watched the two immortals argue.

"You going to keep arguing like a married couple? Allen, Snart?" The Captain sighed.

Barry's and Snart's cheeks flushed red in embarrassment, mouths audibly closing. Their wings folded in closely to themselves again.

"Now, if that was all you wanted to do, then I need you to disappear. I need to find a new CSI, after all," The Captain smirked, making shooing motions at the pair.

Barry grinned in return before a pile of CSI work appeared finished on The Captain's desk. "My work here is done," Barry bowed before both Snart and himself disappeared in a white flash.

The current 'supply-CSI' from a sister department came running into the room, seconds later. "All the work has disappeared!"

"I know," The Captain said smugly looking over the work at the woman.

-----

'The Flash is back!
Late yesterday evening The Flash was seen to rescue someone who had fallen from a skyscraper.
What does this mean for Captain Cold?'

Snart snorted in Barry's ear as he read the main caption of the newspaper. "It means mind your own business," Snart spoke absentmindedly. You could practically hear the eye-roll.

"I take it as you want to prove you are back then?" Barry asked him. Snart hmmed, lost deep into thought. "There is a museum nearby that has a multi-million gem inside," Barry added, "they have a guard switch in half-an-hour leaving it only to the digital security, which could be persuaded to turn a blind eye."

Barry then quickly speed off and came back with a laptop. Sitting down, his fingers were a blur to Snart's eyes. Soon, a schematic was up on the screen of the museum. "You would enter here, take down the mainframe here, then wait in this corner for your moment to strike. Obviously, the exit will be done by you freezing the glass in the ceiling and exiting the window so that they know it is you."

"Where did that come from?" Snart questioned.

"It goes along with a theory that I have as to why we don't try to kill each other." Barry started. "You were a villain first then a hero. That is not well known to the public eye. Now with me... No one knows about my past."

"What makes your unknown past so important?" Snart asked.

"The fact that before I was a hero, I was, in fact, a villain."

"What do you mean, Scarlet?" Snart questioned.

"When I was young, I was so bullied that I had to be sent away for my own protection. There I became someone new, someone, that would not get bullied. I turned into the bully. Later I became the crime boss known as the 'Seductive Demon'." Barry explained looking Snart straight in the eye.

"That is a well-known name in the world of the villains," Snart commented.

"I take it you know the reason I became so well-known?"

"I do," Snart nodded.

"Then you will know that nothing will go wrong with this plan," Barry smirked.

"I do."

-----

Snart found himself almost leisurely strolling down the corridor of the museum. Everything was going to plan.

Now, finally, in front of him was the target. Turning the cold gun on low power, he shattered the glass case.

He reached his hand in, wrapping the gloved hand around the gem before turning and icing the glass ceiling at full power. With a single jump and pound of his wings, he was through the shattered glass and out into the night sky.

Flying through the night sky, he landed on the building he was previously on, his wings curling as he came to sit next to Barry.

"How did it go?" Barry asked, turning to face him crossed legged.

"Perfectly, as planned," Snart chirped, mimicking Barry's position as he faced him.

Off in the distance, they could hear the sirens of police zooming towards the museum.

"They are on their way. Left enough evidence?" Barry asked, his head tipped slightly as he listened.

"Used the gun twice just to make sure," Snart replied.

"Good."

-----

"Captain Cold is back!
Following the return of The Flash, Captain Cold pulled a heist announcing his presence to everyone.
Through the heist, Captain Cold went unchallenged. The Flash was not spotted near the scene once.
As of current, no one has seen his face. As through the heist, the mainframe was cut down and any previous recording deleted. No one was present to watch as the gem was stolen.
Does this suggest something more going on between our hero and villain?"

"That is not what we meant for them to think!" Barry said as he hit his head on the wall. He passed the paper to Snart without even looking up.

"Oh come on!" Snart exclaimed, "where would they even get that from?!" Even his wings were wide with shock.

"Why does everyone suggest something going on between us?" Barry asked, only just lifting his head from the floor.

"I don't know!"

"Why don't you ask your friends~ They were the first people," Barry stated.

Snart's raised eyebrow said it all.

"First of all, no. Second of all, no," Barry said, sitting up straight, "my friends were not the first people!"

Snart's eyebrow did not lower - causing Barry to grumble to himself.

"Hey, I think I found something!" Someone shouted in the distance.

"I think its time to go now," Barry said to Snart who nodded in return.

Simultaneously, the two turned to face the source of the noise with their feet on the edge of the roof. When the torchlight hit them, the jumped, falling backwards. Just because they could and were feeling cheeky, they stuck a finger up and the shocked man before they disappeared off the side of the building.

The man ran forwards, peering down the edge of the building only to see no evidence of the two being there.

-----

Yet again, Snart landed on top of Barry.

"Put your hands where we can see them!" Came the shout that followed them landing in the DEO.

"Oh for fuck's sake! You know me! I'm The Flash!" Barry shouted hitting his head on the floor.

"Who's that person on you?" Came the shout in return.

"Barry?" Kara asked as she landed in the room.

"That's me," Barry sighed.

"Who's that on top of you?" Kara asked, approaching Barry.

"Long story short villain turned hero turned half villain," Barry explained.

"Half villain?" Kara asked.

As Snart got off him, Barry replied, "he can't seem to make up his mind."

Snart dropped Barry back to the floor from where he was helping him up with that statement.

Barry grumbled slightly as he got up onto his feet. "We have got to practice those landings. You almost crush my wings every time you land on top of me." He shook out his wings again, stretching them out slightly.

All eyes were on him and the wings sticking out of his back.

"Er, Barry? When did you have wings?" Kara questioned.

"When we found out that the myths I told you about were true," Barry shrugged.

"You mean the ones about the immortals?" Kara furthered.

"Yes, because we are the immortals." Snart cut in, beating Barry to it.

Barry grumbled something that suspiciously sounded like I wanted to tell her as he smacked Snart around the back of his head with one of his wings.

Kara merely raised an eyebrow at them as the rest of the DEO went back to work again.

"Can you two fly?" Kara asked the pair.

"Very well and even at high speeds," Barry replied.

"Then let's take this conversation elsewhere," Kara said before she took off into the sky.

Barry and Snart looked at each other before shrugging. The two of them crouched before shooting off into the air after her.

While they were flying, Barry thought it would be a good idea to grab Snart and then drop him. So he did just that.

Kara, hearing the interaction turned her head as she flew to yet again raise an eyebrow at Barry.

"What? He can fly!" Barry exclaimed.

Kara looked down.

Snart was continuing to fall, his arms across his chest and his wings tight against his side as he fell backwards. He was refusing to open his wings.

"Stubborn, egotistic..." Barry mumbled before he made a sharp turn upwards.

He flipped in the air and pulled his wings tight against him as he flew downwards like that of a peregrine falcon. His lightning flew out behind him as he started to whistle as he headed straight towards Snart.

He grabbed Snart straight from the air and flipped again so that he was facing upwards until he had got rid of enough momentum that he could begin flapping his wings again.

Soon they were flying normally again. The place where they were heading was in sight. It was that field from when Barry and Kara first met.

Realising this, Barry shot forwards, nearly knocking Kara from her flight.

Snart also shot forwards after him, causing Kara to spin off to the side slightly as the two ripped by her.

Kara's eyes were wide open as she watched the two. They were moving at speeds that she herself was struggling to follow.

When they were all landed and safe from harm - kind off - the two explained what had happened.

"Ok, let me get this clear... Because you both have been equally a villain and a hero, you don't hate each other or want to kill each other? Even though that is what is written in the myths?" Kara summarised.

The pair looked at each other, shrugging before turning and speaking simultaneously, "yes."

"Why are your lives always so messed up?" Kara questioned before shaking her head and continuing, "you know what, I don't want to know."

The pair snickered.

-----

Eventually, every good thing must come to an end. Team Flash followed through to Supergirl's Earth.

"Oi, what are you two doing?!" Cisco questioned the pair of immortals.

The immortals were currently having a wrestling match, much like that of a baby animal as they rolled all over the floor in the bid to be the strongest.

"Fighting, what else does it look like?" Barry said as they continued to fight.

"Actually, don't answer that!" Snart added as he spotted Cisco start to reply.

Eventually, the wrestling match ended and the two immortals stood up, bickering over who won that match.

"We are here to question the two of you..." Caitlin started.

"How about... No?" Barry said as a breach opened beneath the pair causing them to fall through it.

"You tried to talk to them I take it?" Kara asked as she landed beside Team Flash.

"How did you know?" Iris asked.

"Because they disappeared through a breach," Kara chuckled.

"Does it happen often?" Joe asked.

"Only when people they deem unable to talk to try and talk to them," Kara smirked.

"How do you know this?" Cisco asked.

"They told me."

-----

The pair continued their life in their home Earth. The papers always coming up with theories.

'Will Flash ever stop Captain Cold?'

'Did something happen between the two that means they can't fight each other?'

'Are they dating?'

Time and time again it came back to the same question, was the two going out together?

'Have the dynamics of hero and villain changed between the two?'

That was probably the truest one out of them all.

But they had only just started and nothing was holding the pair back. Life was endless for them - why shouldn't they have fun?

-----

Let's try this again, shall we?

-----

There is a myth about elementals. Hear me out, it may seem crazy, but they're real. I've seen them.

It was two immortals forever at the end, the final blow dealt simultaneously by each other - then they stay dead... For the next few decades.

Then they are reborn. They hold elemental powers, ones unimaginable by any mortal mind.

The most recent recording was seven minutes ago.

Previously, it was feared that they had finally killed each other off... Then it turned to not believing in the myth.

The thing is, the elementals are born but don't know who they are or even have their powers - when they come it is completely random. They don't even really remember their past lives unless there is complete skin to skin contact with the other.

All that is known is that they are at ends with each other... Every time.
Unless you are the city's favourite. Flash and Captain Cold. Then they just can't seem to get enough of each other.

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