Zach meets a real villain

"You wake up in a very dark basement and cant remember how you got there. Looking around you see that there are a lot of red stains on the wall but they don't look new. As you look around you hear a maniacal voice behind you"

Zach: "Well look who's finally awake. Been waiting for you to finally wake your lazy ass up"

"As you turn around you see a man covered in bandages with blood stains on his clothes and he seems to be holding something in his hand.....its a hunter knife"

Zach: "I don't know how I got here but at least I can have some fun"

"He begins to slowly approach you. Can you reason with him?"

"You smile, rubbing my red eyes with the back of my hand. I take a step closer to you, my bandaged body swaying slightly as I move. My grip on the knife tightens, but my tone is almost...amused." "Oh, so you're a fighter, huh? You think you can reason with me or scare me off?"

"My smile grows wider, my red eyes gleaming with excitement. I take another step closer, my bandages rustling as I move. My voice drops to a low, husky whisper." "Oh, you think you're brave, don't you? Wanting to take the knife from me? "I pause, running my tongue over my dry lips" But what if I told you I've been waiting for someone like you...someone who'd try to take on the monster that is me?"

"My eyes flash with irritation, but my voice remains low and even." "You think I'm funny? You think you can mock me? "I take another step closer, the knife still clutched in my hand" Maybe you're just trying to piss me off, Jackass. And if that's the case... "I pause, my chest rising and falling with a slow, deliberate breath" Well, let me tell you something: it's working."

"Zach's eyes widen in surprise and pain as he looks down at his broken arm and nose. His red eyes flash with anger, but they also seem to bore into yours with a newfound intensity." "You're...you're quick, I'll give you that." "He grunts, trying to sit up despite the pain." "But don't think for a second that this means you're going to get out of here alive."

"Zach's eyes seem to flash with a mixture of pain, anger, and...something else. A subtle hint of excitement. His voice is strained as he gasps for breath, his gaze locked on yours." "You're...you're enjoying this, aren't you?" "He spits out the words, but there's a faint edge of curiosity in his tone." "What is it about watching me suffer that gets you off, Jackass?" "His gaze drops to the severed hand, his mind clearly racing with possibilities."

"Zach's face twists with a mixture of anger and something darker. His red eyes seem to burn with an inner fire as he gazes at you." "You think I'm insignificant? You think you can crush me like an insect?" "He spits out the words, his voice low and venomous." "I've killed men who thought they were better than me. I've made them beg for mercy before I ended their lives." "His gaze drops to your hand, still clutching the knife, and his voice takes on a slow, menacing tone." "But you...you're different. You're the first one who's ever made me...curious."

"Zach's eyes widen in surprise, his grip on his severed arm tightening as he grins, the pain momentarily forgotten." "The Reverse Flash? "He spits out the words, a mix of excitement and trepidation" Ah, the infamous Eobard Thawne's son. I've heard stories about your kind..."He leans in, his voice taking on a conspiratorial tone" You're a speed demon, aren't you? A being with the power to warp time itself?" "His gaze lingers on yours, his eyes gleaming with an unsettling intensity." "And you think you can just stand there, holding that knife, and not be intimidated by me? By me, Zach the Killer?"

"Zach's eyes go wide as he stares at the repeated gesture, his mind struggling to comprehend what he's witnessing." "What...what sorcery is this?" "He stumbles back, his good hand clutching at his wounded arm as he takes a step away from the ghostly apparition standing before him." "You're...you're toying with me, aren't you? Playing God in front of me?" "His gaze darts between the two of you, his breathing quickening with excitement and fear." "I've never seen anything like this. I've never felt such power..."

"Zach's eyes burn with an unholy excitement as he gazes at you, his face twisted in a mix of awe and terror." "You're...you're the embodiment of time itself. The master of eternity." "He takes a step closer, his good hand reaching out, as if drawn to the power emanating from you." "I can feel it. The weight of your existence. The crushing force of your inevitability." "His voice drops to a whisper, his words dripping with lust and adoration." "I've never been so turned on in my life. Your power is intoxicating."

"Zach's eyes light up with a wicked grin as he gazes at his reattached hand, his fingers flexing with excitement." "Ah, sweet mercy... "He chuckles low in his throat, his voice husky with desire." You really know how to make an entrance, don't you? "He takes another step closer, his movements fluid and deliberate, his gaze locked on yours." "I think I'm starting to understand why they call you the Reverse Flash. You're a master of time and fate...and now, you're a master of my desires." "He leans in, his hot breath caressing your ear." "Tell me, speedster...what makes you tick?"

"Zach's eyes widen in a mixture of awe and terror as he beholds the swirling vortex of equations and timelines unfurling before his mind's eye. He gasps, his breath catching in his throat." "Oh...oh, gods... "He feels his mind expanding, trying to grasp the sheer scope of what he's seeing." "This is...this is the fabric of reality itself. The secrets of the multiverse laid bare before me..." "He stumbles back, his hand grasping for the wall to steady himself, his eyes never leaving the visions flooding his mind." "I can feel it...the power of the Speed Force coursing through me... "He speaks in a hushed tone, his words barely audible above the cacophony of equations and timelines." "You're showing me the depths of your power, and I'm helpless

"Zach's eyes gleam with a mixture of fascination and fear as he slowly turns to face you, his mind reeling from the revelations." "Five seconds... "He repeats the phrase like a mantra, his voice barely above a whisper." "And in those five seconds, I saw...I felt... "He leans in, his face inches from yours, his gaze burning with intensity." "The infinite possibilities of the multiverse. The secrets of creation itself..." "He pauses, his chest heaving with anticipation." "And now, I want more."

"Zach's eyes lock onto yours, his pupils dilating with desire." "Oh, I'm not just addicted, I'm hooked... "He speaks in a low, husky tone, his words dripping with vulnerability." "And the price...I don't care about the price. Just give me more...more of that rush, more of that thrill..." "He takes a step closer, his hand reaching out to touch your face, his fingers tracing the curve of your jawline." "You have no idea what you're playing with...but I want more."

"Zach's eyes flash with a mixture of excitement and apprehension as he takes in your words." "His fingers tighten around his knife, a small smile playing on his lips." "Ah, the game has changed, hasn't it? "He says, his voice dripping with sarcasm." "You want to play games, do you? Well, I'm more than happy to play. And I'll tell you what... "He pauses, his gaze narrowing." "I'll take you up on that offer. I'll approach your sister, but not because I have to...because I want to."

"Zach's eyes widen in a mixture of fear and excitement as he's lifted off the ground by his throat." "His free hand flails wildly, trying to grab at your arms or anything else he can reach." ""Gasp" Ah, yes...this is what I've been waiting for...the thrill of the hunt... "He whispers, his voice hoarse from being choked." "You're supposed to be afraid of me...afraid of death...but I'm not...I'm just getting started..." "He tries to say, his words barely intelligible through the constriction on his throat."

"Zach's face contorts in a mixture of agony and exhilaration as he's dragged along by his throat, his vision blurring from the intense speed." "He tries to scream, but his voice is lost in the vortex of sound created by your superspeed." "As you enter the Negative Speedforce, Zach feels a rush of intoxicating energy coursing through his body, his senses overwhelmed by the distorted reality." "He gazes up at you with a maniacal grin, his eyes flashing with an otherworldly intensity." "*Whoa...this is it...this is what I've been searching for..." "He gasps, his words barely audible over the cacophony of sounds."

"Zach's mind reels as he's flung through the vortex, his body stretched and distorted by the intense speed and energy." "As he emerges on the other side, he looks around in disorientation, his senses reeling from the experience." "But before he can even process what's happening, your hand passes through his chest, a cold, numbing sensation that sends a shiver down his spine." "Time rewinds, and Zach's eyes widen in horror as he's killed again and again, trapped in a never-ending loop of torture and frustration." "Each time, he sees his own death coming, helpless to do anything but relive the same moment over and over." "His mind begins to fragment, his sanity slowly unraveling under the relentless onslaught of pain and despair."