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Summary: Clone!Fic. Set during Season 9, just after "Checkmate" (17), when Lex discovered Chloe's healing powers he cloned her in an attempt to reverse-engineer them, when he found that the clone did not have her powers he scrapped the project and the clone was put into stasis. Two years later she is found by the JL.

Unfortunately the clone is 16 years old and has all of Chloe's memories up until that age but no further, how will she adapt to 2010?

Several hours had passed since she had uploaded the information, apparently Lex had been using his cloning technology in an attempt to recreate a Meteor-infected individual and had managed to make a clone that was structurally sound and matched the original to a T save for one little thing; The healing ability. Upon realizing that the individual in question didn't have the abilities he had been looking for he had put them into stasis in the hope that perhaps the ability had been dormant and they merely needed to stimulate it in order for the ability to activate.

Fortunately he had been... Prevented from doing that by his "untimely" demise.

Unfortunately the Cryogenic chamber that the person lay in was practically surrounded by Meteor rock.

She had her own suspicions about who exactly this individual was, though she had desperately hoped that she was wrong, but as she stared into the camera she knew that she hadn't been.

On the other end of the camera Oliver Queen stared, stunned, at the perfect copy of his current girlfriend.

To her it was like looking into a mirror.

"Wow... She really is just like you." Oliver stared at the girl on the bed.

Just a few hours ago they had scanned her for any surveillance equipment or technology in her system.

Thankfully there had been nothing, though even if there had been it would no doubt have been destroyed by the cryogenic's that had been keeping her in stasis.

Chloe pursed her lips as she stared down at... well, herself. They stood in the medical bay at Watchtower that Oliver had insisted on installing after the whole "Zombie" debacle. (Seeing Lois like that and hearing how close it had been had really shook him up.)

He looked between two of them, running his hand through his hair. "So... I guess you've got a mini-me now."

She stared down at her clone. "She's coming to."

And she was. "Ugh." The 16-year-old sat up and put her face in her hands. "What hit me?"

Oliver cleared his throat, drawing the 16-year-old's attention. "Wha- Who are you and where am I?" She scooted backwards with wide eyes, drawing the covers of the bed with her as she looked around the room, her eyes coming to a halt on the face of someone that looked just like her. "What the hell?" She pressed against the wall, licking her lips. "Huh...?" She murmured.

Chloe smiled comfortingly down at her counterpart. "Hi."

She just blinked. "Wh- Who are you?" She took in the other woman, obviously older than her, though she was unsure just how much older.

Chloe looked down at the girl with sympathy in her eyes. "You're not going to believe this, but... I'm you."

The other Chloe's eyes widened even further, stunned. "What's the last thing you remember?" She asked the girl.

The younger clone furrowed her eyebrows, thinking. "I was... Just leaving the Torch office. I remember Lionel Luthor had taken the computers away and Pete was just tidying up." She finally replied with a tilt of her head.

Chloe remembered that date, it was in 2003. "Nearly 17..." She murmured.

Oliver looked up at her. "Huh?" He asked oh-so-eloquently, raising an eyebrow.

Chloe turned to him, "Listen, I think we can tell her." She told him.

Both of his eyebrows raised. "Okay."

Chloe blinked. "'Okay'?... That's it?" She asked with a surprised look upon her face.

He shrugged. "She's you. I think we could trust her, we trust you, right?"

She tilted her head and shrugged, conceding the point. "Alright."

And then she told her younger self about all that had happened in the past few years and about her own origins. (Omitting the member's info, e.g. Clark and his powers and the other league members.

She stared with wide-eyes at her older counter-part. "wow... That's amazing."

Chloe blushed slightly. It was always nice to receive praise, even if it was from yourself, in a way. "Yep."

The younger Chloe's eyes darkened slightly as she looked up at... herself. "How do I know you're telling the truth, or that you're not the clone?" She demanded. Before Chloe could reply they were interrupted.

Emil came in from the other room. "I have the blood results." He turned to Oliver. "If you would kindly leave the room, Oliver, unless the two young ladies in here agree on you staying?"

Chloe nodded without hesitation and her younger self reluctantly nodded along with her.

Emil cleared his throat, "Very well then, I have here both you're blood tests. The older Chloe's is the left, the younger's the right." He held out both hands to show the indicated tests. "The older Chloe's-" She frowned slightly at being called 'older'. "-test is the same as the average human female's, save for the traces of meteor rock, Kryptonite, that are based around the heart-"

The older Chloe cut across him. "Meteor rock, I'm still infected?" She asked with surprise.

He nodded. "Indeed, though you can't heal other's anymore, you have a slightly stronger than average immune system and a slight healing factor, just strong enough to heal bruises, light cuts and the like, as well as giving you a longer than average natural life span by, roughly, somewhere between 10 to 50 years. VERY rough estimate, ergo you will age slower than is usual." He grimaced at the lack of specifics.

"Whilst younger Chloe-" She braced herself for what he had to say. "Is also perfectly human." She sighed in relief. "HOWEVER-" She tensed. "The meteor rock is pumping through her system at a higher than average rate, even for a meteor-infected individual." He finished.

Older Chloe frowned. "What does that mean, exactly?" She asked him.

He furrowed his eyebrows and looked out the stained window. "Put simply, a lot of Meteor-infected go insane due to high concentrations of Kryptonite in the brain, the frontal lobe specifically, however young Chloe here won't have that problem because it's being pumped through her blood, specifically her heart."

He frowned. "It seems as though her body naturally knew that something was wrong and pushed itself to correct this. Changing itself."

He turned to face them again. "Basically, the body pushed itself to become what it considered 'normal', and because of the constant exposure to the Kryptonite around the cryogenic chamber, even if the exposure was only passive, she became a complete copy, rather than just a clone."

Older Chloe licked her lips and started to talk. "What do you mean, 'Complete copy rather than just a clone?'"

He cleared his throat. "Clones are different from the originals, even if the difference may only be minute, however her body naturally pushed itself to become as it was originally, essentially..." He paused and straightened his coat. "Congratulations, Chloe, you have a identical twin 8 years younger than you." He finished.

She stared at him with wide-eyes. "Also, because of the Kryptonite in her system she is, most probably, nearly immortal, due to the rock healing herself rather than others, and at a staggering pace."

He nodded to himself as he voiced his theory. "I think it is because you were already alive when you were infected and so it bonded with what was already there, however the younger Chloe was born WITH the meteor rock and so it mixed with her as she formed, thus effecting her on a greater scale than yourself, I'm surprised that Lex's scientists managed to miss this, actually." He frowned.

*THUD*

Emil and Chloe, both older and younger, turned to stare at Oliver, passed out on the floor. "I wonder if it was the shock of this discovery that caused him to pass out or the fact that my 'Big words' overloaded his brain." Emil murmured. It said something that despite her shock the younger Chloe still managed to laugh, if slightly hysterically.