Shine Bright Like a Diamond [AF/Drugged Event/Closed]

Barry hadn't set foot in the Conservatory since he had gotten back from Egypt. It was too painful. But now he had to. It was going to be destroyed if he didn't. He ran straight from his dorm after hearing the chaos outside. He had no idea what was going on, but he had to stop whatever was happening in the place where he had asked Cassandra to the Winter Formal. Running into the glass-roofed building, he saw a creature stomping around the place. The monster was roughly humanoid, but looked more like a bat than man. Immediately Barry started hitting it, getting punches in faster than the creature's presumably small brain can recognize. He took out months of frustration on this creature, but it only slightly injured it. He grabbed his escrima sticks and began wailing on it again. The metal from his weapons seemed to do more damage, and finally he got the creature unconscious. He stood over it, panting heavily. Hopefully there weren't any more nearby.

Barry stopped dead in his tracks when he heard that voice. He knew that voice. But that's impossible. The person who had that voice was dead. It had to be a trick. Somebody from Agrona's forces was playing some sort of sick joke on him before they killed him. Slowly he turned and saw a familiar diamond form. No... It couldn't be. She couldn't be. The Autumn had watched her die in front of him. Shattered before his very eyes. He didn't think it was possible. How could she be here? And why doesn't she recognize him?

"Cassandra..." he said, unable to move.

Why was she telling him to kneel? "Cassandra, it's me. It's Barry," he said, tears forming in his eyes. The escrima sticks fell from his hand but his body didn't move. He was too shocked to move. The diamond on the necklace he wore began warming underneath his shirt. His mind was racing too fast even for the speedster to sort through. How did she survive? Questions raced though his mind. How? When? Where? But he couldn't get them out. "Come back to me," he said, barely above a whisper.

Barry was too dumbstruck to avoid the kick. He went sailing across the conservatory. Pain flared in his chest, his ribs were dislocated. He could hardly breathe. Questions continued racing through his mind as spots flew across his vision. He needed to get his ribs back into position otherwise he wouldn't be able to stay conscious much longer. Even through his cluttered mind he thought of an idea. He took a deep breath, yelping slightly at the pain of the ribs popping back into place. It was a good thing he healed fast. "Why are you doing this?" he croaked out.

At this point the diamond sitting underneath Barry's shirt was getting extremely hot. So hot, in fact, that he had to yank it off of his neck. Careful not to touch the diamond itself, he handed it out to the girl he thought he knew. He could feel the heat radiating off of the jewel."Fine. Do it if you have to. Just take this. It's you." he said, resigning himself. He didn't have any fight left in him. He was done.

Barry watched in concern as Cassandra backed away and fell after he offered the last missing piece of her whole. He uneasily got to his hands and knees and slowly crawled closer to the girl. Holding the diamond over the girl, close to her head, he said, "Don't you want to be whole again?" he asked innocently.