Imagine you're in a gray room. tied to a bed with steel chains on his wrists and ankles. And a blinding Red light on her face and body.

Did you? Well, for me it's not seems to be my imagination. In fact I can literally feel the steel chains on the wrists and ankles, With also I feel the softness of the small single bed I'm lying down. I was able to see a TV attached to the wall next to it. outside that I could not get anything else around and the bright light on my face does not help much, but I think there is nothing else to see even further.

I feel different, as if something is different in my body. I can not feel much but it looks like my hair has been cut, scraped, because I can feel the softness of the pillow much better. There is something very strange going on.

My theory is that it's a dream, but a dream goes by and it changes scenery very fast, and you can not think clearly or feel those cold steel chains on your skin. How I feel now.

If it's a dream I do not know, but I feel very weak. As if he had just woken up and wanted to automatically return to his cozy sleep but could not do it any more. Like the lazy that I am.

So here's the question, what exactly is going on here? .

My second theory would be that I was kidnapped, but who would be the idiot who would kidnap me? I am a thin adult in his twenties who still lives with his mother. A nerd addicted to series, movies and games, carefree and totally calculating and observant. A little cold and very honest when I want to be. I do not have that much value.

I heard a door creak and footsteps. I looked in the direction of the noise and found a guy very much like Maxwell Lord of the Supergirl series.

He is the actor who plays him but I can not remember the name. But what is going on here? Everything is getting even more confusing.

He walks over to the side of the bed where I'm lying.

He smiles, "I see you've finally woken up, welcome to your new life, boy, I imagine you do not understand me but you will, My name is Maxwell Lord, and I am his creator. it's really a miracle. "What? Boy? creator? What the fuck is going on? .

I frowned in confusion and asked, "You're freaking me out, right?" He pulls, my voice coming out thicker than usual. Weird . He gasps a little surprised.

But soon a smile with what I think is joy appears on his face "incredible, really incredible, I thought it would take longer for you to learn how to speak.Extremely, I think I underestimated myself." He is joking right? .

I say urgently, "Oh can you stop there, crown, what are you talking about? Of course I can talk, and why am I here? Wherever I go, is this some dream or something?" I ask. He frowned in confusion.

"That was not supposed to happen ... can you understand me?" He smiles at the question. As if he had discovered something great.

"Of course I understand you, I'm not demented, much less dumb." I reply. He laughs.

"That's great, I will not have to wait months to teach you to talk. You're a smart specimen, I can see, it's incredible too, right after it's created you're already so smart, and you have a mind and personality of your own." what ?

"Look, whatever you are ... Wait, did you call me a specimen? Okay, I know I'm smart but I'm not a guinea pig or something, man, I'm a person then. This crazy scientist chat. what do you think of telling me what's going on here, where I am, who you are, and stop calling me that, specimen, calls me Tredd, who is my name." He looked at me as if I were growing a second head . What ?

"You ... huh ok, you're in the national city. My name is Maxwell Lord and you should not be like that." He said with a still confused look on his face.

Now I look at him as if he had grown a second head "just like? That's me." Wait what? What he said ... Maxwell Lord ... national city ... it can not be. This is impossible.…

Holy shit ...

No! No! Do not wait! Calms down Tredd ... keep your cool ... there must be a logical and reasonable explanation for that.

He seemed to notice my astonishment. "you seems to have seen a ghost. " he says.

I put it on the pillow and I sighed. "You bet it is,Are you really him? You're Maxwell Lord and I'm in a national city? I'm in a city where supergirl is real? she's really here? " I ask with curiosity and the same time a little bit of fear.

He laughs "Yes, I certainly am, but it's in National City, But I do not understand, you're quite different from what I expected. Why?" Maxwell says with a raised eyebrow.

When I heard your confirmation, I gasped. Oh my God…

Have I been reincarnated? ...

That means ... oh my. The red lights ...

Am I ... Kryptonian?

Does not matter. I have to get out of here and get help. I can not stay here. If I'm in the Supergirl series. I have to get out of here before I end up intruding on something. I have to go back to my family ... now!

I looked at Maxwell. He can be helpful, he can help me. He's technically the smartest guy in the national city, so he can help me get back to me reality. I hope .

"hey. " I called. he put his attention on me.

"Would you believe me if I said I'm from another reality?" I asked seriously.

He looked at me with wide eyes.

( time after )

"Are you telling me that your consciousness has somehow been brought here from another reality and you know what will happen in the future of this universe you are in now?" he asked, sitting on a bench near the bed I was in. Yes I was still in bed, tied up. He has not let me go yet.

"Believe it or not, I'm from another reality, and now, I need your help to get back into my world. " I say earnestly.

He looks at me for a second and then laughs.

"What's funny? Did not you believe what I said by accident? Because it's true." I say. He stops and looks at me smiling.

"oh I believe in you, you're a lot smarter than I've been waiting for, which in the case would be a memoryless and totally manipulative being.But look at it.I got something much better.But say, Tredd.What would I get in return if I found a way for you to get back to your reality? "I knew he would say something like that. Maxwell is malicious and may well be lying about finding a way to get me back. He may not know how to get me back. That's why I have a reservation plan that may be far more reliable than Maxwell.

"If you help me get back, I'll help you destroy Supergirl for once. What do you think of that?" I say and smiled. And no, I will not destroy Kara. Even because I'm one of her fans and could not even try. She is much stronger than me in many ways. And honestly I see myself very much like Kara. Only I think more logically and I do not leave my transparent feelings just like her.

In fact, I rarely show emotions and I rarely trust anyone.

And many people find me insensitive and ignorant about it. But it is not so, I am not insensitive or ignorant. It is not my fault that people find me insensitive because I cover up my emotions or compare my honesty with ignorance.

Maxwell smiled, "I think we have a deal."

Then I remembered one thing.

"Ask: Am I Kryptonian?"

"In a way, yes, this body in which there is DNA of the kryptonian dead Zod and human DNA. " he says. What ? ZOD DNA?! You Must be kidding .

I had one more curiosity "and the other DNA? Of who is? And of some Luthor?" I ask. He laughs.

"Luthor? No. The human DNA in her blood and Cat grant, The Media Queen in National City. "

I only had one thing on my mind now.

WHAT?????!!!!!!!

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