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Diana Rulz: Notice the Question Mark after finished? It's there as a catch point. To make you question if it really is finished or not. This one wasn't quite.
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Dear Diary,
'It's been just over two months since...' There's a tear stain on the diary,and it picks up a bit farther on. 'Adam was killed. None of the League Magician's can tell me what it was that he did that day. Whatever it was, it consumed his body, and the arrow. Some of the more religious members, have offered that it was simply a deliverance, channeled through him. I don't believe it. Even as Tea was dragging me away, I could feel the magic. Whatever it was, it was enormously powerful. Zatanna was by again today. I keep telling her she doesn't have to disrupt her schedule to see me, but she always insists it's no disruption. Clark was by again. I simply pretended I wasn't home. I'm glad now that Adam suggested lining the walls and curtains with lead.' Another tear stains it here. There is nothing more on this page.
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"What do you mean" Clark asked.
"I'm quitting. Not permanently, but for a while." Kara answered. "You're the one that told me that I was dangerous to my team mates continuing as I was." She smiled. "So I'm not going to. I'll come back when I'm ready, and not before." She turned, and walked away.
"Kara." He called. She stopped, and turned. "I'm sorry about what happened. He saved us all you know."
"I know. It was what he did." She answered, and turned away. Clark watched her go impassively, until the doors slid shut. Then he dropped into his chair, and broke down into tears. Lois, who had silently watched the exchange laid an arm across his shoulders.
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Down the hall a dozen doors, Booster Gold sat in a rather uncomfortable chair, cradling his infant son, Joshua. He teased the boy with his finger, considering the implications of having a child in his own past. He wasn't entirely sure he hadn't given birth to one of his own ancestors, but it didn't really seem to matter, as he looked into the face of the child. Something had been bothering him, though what it was, he wasn't entirely sure. It was as if after Adam's death, a foul presence had begun to stalk the halls of the watchtower. Not everyone noticed it, but it was there. A few fights had started shortly after everyone recovered from the battle on earth. Mostly little things, such as Hawk and Green Arrow, things that would be expected. The two didn't seem to get along, for various reasons they never had, even if they had much similar methodology.
Then Catwoman had shown up, though exactly how she got onto the Watch Tower was a mystery, she'd asked to join, claiming to have given up a life of crime. Records showed that she had reformed, as much as could be expected, even assisting various police on occasion. The vote among the core had been narrow to put it to a full vote, but she'd passed in the majority. Booster grinned. Most of the heroes were male, it was to be expected. Admittedly, she was still on a probational membership, but...
Kara of course had been affected by Adam's death, and at first it showed mainly because she never wasn't Supergirl. Some of the missions on which he'd gone with her, it showed in her temperament, and her style of combat. She'd always been direct, but after that, she was vicious. She still always came just short of the killing blow, but after a few where she'd come dangerously close, Superman had talked to her. A fight erupted between them, that ended with her demanding to be put on the inactive roster. J'onn had done so with the same impassive expression as always, then she'd left. J'onn later confessed to Booster, that he'd been scared of her. At the point Kara left, Supergirl seemed to have ceased to exist.
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"AHHH" Adam screamed as he woke, staring into the face of a dark-haired young woman. He scrambled back against the wall, then seemed to realize where he was. He stopped clutching at his heart, remembering that he was dead. "I wish you wouldn't do that."
"Why" Death asked. Adam sighed.
"Because it's un-nerving, that's why." He answered, after a moment's thought. "So, what happens today"
"Nothing much. You're free to come with me on my rounds if you like." She offered. She always did. He considered it a moment.
"Alright, I think I will this time." He answered. She smiled. After dying, committing himself to the Final Strike attack, and loosing himself in it, he'd awoken in Death's realm. She had been unable to send him on, and brought him there instead. Exactly why he hadn't been able to move on, neither was sure. She'd brought in her family, odd as they were, to see if they could see something she couldn't. Except for Dream, none of them had been able to see him. The two of them had spent hours in conversation, making little sense to Death, and no sense at all to the rest of the family, who couldn't see him. They'd left after a short while, apologizing and pleading other duties. After the end of the conversation, Dream had announced that he knew why Adam couldn't move on, but had refused to explain. He'd apologized of course, but given reasons that he couldn't explain.
"Really? Any reason" Death asked. Adam had always refused before.
"Nothing in particular, just a feeling." He answered, slinging his coat on. She blinked, wondering where he'd acquired that from. Of course he'd been wearing one when he arrived, but this wasn't the same one. It didn't have the arrow hole. Nor she realized, did his shirt. It was as if time was healing even that wound. She'd never seen the like before. The realization that he was talking to her snapped her from her reverie.
"What" She asked.
"I asked are you ready to go" He spoke calmly, and offered his arm. She nodded, and took it, even though she was leading. The air shimmered as they vanished.