“Interesting,” said the figure, in a voice all too familiar, stepping from shadow into the kitchen light. Chills ran down Lena’s spine, her body signaling danger, while her mind sputtered at the impossible. A familiar green glow accompanied the figure as she stepped closer, and Lena suddenly felt adrift, as though she were staring into a demented funhouse mirror.
Her doppelganger spoke again. “I believe I’m you.”
Lena’s eyes dropped to the green stone in her doppelganger’s chest. “You’re not me.”
Kara is relieved that she’s home, safe and sound, from her adventures with Mxyzptlk. Unfortunately… it seems someone else followed them back.
Lena wrung her hands nervously, as she boarded the Waverider. It wasn’t like her to be so outwardly emotional - but it seemed that even her Luthor training was shakeable, under conditions like “the destruction of the entire universe” and “possible doom of the entirety of existence.”
She almost felt relief, hearing the vague rumblings of Kara’s familiar voice around the corner. Until she got close enough to hear, when Kara said something that made her blood run cold.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t trust a man who thinks Lex Luthor is an ally.”
A Crisis rewrite of sorts, rhyming strongly with the original - but Kara's life faces a different danger, and Lena might be the only one who can save her.
“You know buying me coffee doesn’t make up for calling me a villain, right?” Lena hissed.
“This is awkward, Lena, I want out of this as quickly as you do.” Kara said stiffly.
As adept as their usual barista was at making Kara’s drink, the other came back with Lena’s espresso first. Lena grabbed her cup and bolted for the door.
And that’s when the screaming started.