The Plot Bunnies are bouncing on this one, so I guess you get more sooner.

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The Dove & The Raven: Part I

by Lyda Mae (RavenDove) Huff

Chapter Two: What I've Become...

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I am pretending to sleep.

The voices are just outside the door of the room I've been given. The first voice belongs to Superman. The second to a dark skinned woman with silvering hair, that I've come to know as Dr. Emily Hamilton.

They are talking about me. It would seem they have some theories about where I came from... What I've become...

"She is definitely something unusual." said Dr. Hamilton.

"Were you able to find out why she's so ill?" Superman asked.

"Anemia, low blood sugar, dehydration." said Hamilton.

"Was there anything else you found?"

"The really strange things are like you said," Hamilton continued, "she doesn't cast a shadow, and she weighs less than she should."

"I don't think she's aware of either of those facts." Superman said.

"She weighs less than half of what she should with her mass."

"I saw her or her other half leaving the scene of the power station failure last night." Superman said. "Her story of a world without superheroes is very much like the one Supergirl gave when she came to this world."

"If she has a dark half running lose out there we need to find it." Hamilton looks worried through my half closed eyes.

"I know we need to find her other half, she said it was likely to be dangerous."

"That's not the only reason."

"What do you mean?"

"Splitting into two people is generally not a good thing. The long term effects are an unknown, but with what I see now, I'm inclined to believe that both halves may die if they aren't returned to one body."

I don't think they know that I heard them.

What they said is both frightening and a relief...

Frightening because they don't have answers...

A relief because they don't think I'm a nut case...

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I know this world and I hate it. My lighter half would retreat here when things were bad in her own. She would read books and graphic novels; watch movies and TV shows. This is only one of the worlds that Lyda loves. The others are the same, because in them good always triumphs.

I Adyl would rather tare them to pieces. The morals of her heroes make me want to choke, to vomit them back up. The world we come from is a better world. Where there is no Superman to save the day, no Dr. Bashir to cure the plague, no Professor Xavier, and no Harry Potter.

Where war mongers are Presidents, and oil companies pay terrorists so they can continue to pollute the air and water with the joke vehicles called SUVs.

A world where greed has become God.

If it wasn't for noble little do gooders like Lyda it would be perfect.

She kept me in prison in her mind. I'm a part of her, and that is the most insulting rub of all.

Now that I'm free, I'll make sure she can't imprison me again.

I know that she would go to that do gooder in tights.

I'll go to his worst enemy. Though Lex Luthour is a little harder to access than Clark Kent, but I think he'll be interested in what I know.

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