Roscoe had been experimenting with his powers as of late. He’d felt like messing around with the first person he noticed. He’d heard the sound of metal crunching as he turned around in the alley. He smirked, twisting and pivoting as he began to spin rapidly, advancing on the young man.
“Aw, don’t spin off the handle, I’m just getting started!”
Cisco continued to run, and could feel in the ground a change come from behind him. What kind of change, he didn’t know for sure, but there was something. As he kept running, he found himself at a deadend. He turned to face the person chasing him. “What do you want?” Cisco said in a low voice with shadow cast across his face.