Arun ne ek plan banaya: pehle apne saathiyon ko jagaana. Usne apni purani dosti, Meera — ek teekhi khayal rakhne wali vaidyak — aur Raj — ek hacker jise koi code todne se pehle subah subah chai chahie — ko bulaya. Teeno ne milkar ek manch banaya: Meera ne Arun ko samjhaya ke har badlav ka impact maanana zaruri hai; Raj ne bataya ki Dr. Kalrat ne kaunse servers hijack kiye hain.
Baarish thi. Shehar ki galiyon mein batoón ki chamak natkhun jaise thi aur traffic ki roshniyaan lakdi ki mashaalon jaise. Iss shehar mein, ek aadmi — Arun — apni zindagi ke sabse bade faisle ke saamne khada tha. Uske andar ek raaz tha: ek din, bijli ki tarah tez daudte hue usne apne andar ki speed ko jagaya tha. Log usey mazak mein "Flash" bulaane lage the.
Kahani ka sandesh seedha tha: taakat jitni bhi tez ho, use insaaf aur samay ke saath istemal karna sahi hota hai.
Ant mein, shehar ne ek nayi subah dekhi. Baarish ruk chuki thi, aur sadkon pe log muskurate the. Arun apna raaz rakhne laga — ek aam zindagi, ek behtareen insaan. Jo speed usey superpower deti thi, wohi usey insaan banaye rakhti thi.
Dushman, jiska naam Dr. Kalrat tha, waqt ke kanon ko todkar guzra hua kal lautana chahta tha — apni khud ki haar ko mita kar zindagiyan badal dena. Uske irade itne teekhe the ki shehar ki dhadkan ruk sakti thi. Arun ne dekha ki uski speed agar bina soch samjhe istemal hui to kal ya aaj dono barbaad ho sakte the.