A Hero's First Meeting, a Mask of Goodwill!

Sirens drew closer, cutting through the chaos of Central City's streets.

Barry Allen moved like a ghost. He bound the last fleeing henchman with a fire hose and tossed him beside Captain Cold and Heat Wave.

The battle seemed to be over.

The surrounding civilians cheered in relief. Some of the bolder ones even took out their phones, hoping to get a photo with their city's hero.

"That's enough, Snart." Barry dusted off his hands. "Your 'welcome ceremony' was a little too warm. Time to cool off in a police holding cell."

But Captain Cold, bound to a lamppost, showed no trace of defeat.

Instead, an eerie smirk curled his lips.

"You really think it's over, Barry?"

Before the words had left his mouth, he used the last of his strength to press a tiny remote hidden in his cuff.

Oh no! Alarm bells rang in Barry's mind.

But it was too late.

At the corner, an ice cream truck the Rogues had modified let out a piercing beep! The ridiculous cone on its roof burst apart, and a visible torrent of pure white cold swept toward a bus stop packed with civilians seeking shelter!

It was Snart's final trump card: a high-powered Absolute Zero Bomb!

Barry's pupils contracted.

Without a second thought, he became a streak of red lightning and raced toward the deadly cold.

But just before he reached the bus stop, he forced himself to stop.

He couldn't go any closer!

The cold was far beyond what his body could withstand. He could endure it with the Speed Force, but the air he stirred up would spread it even faster. Those defenseless civilians would be frozen to powder in an instant!

Save them, or stay back?

There was no good answer.

Barry was trapped between the two