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Bonus 3: Shayera (Part 2)

TWO MONTHS LATER…

Location: New York City - Madison Square Garden

It was opening night, and the play was in the fourth act. The music shifts to a calm section, the White Swan noticing the bird's screeches had stopped. She looks around quietly as she prances slowly to center stage, eyes scanning the entire area. The stage feels like it rumbles a bit as another spotlight brings fourth an image from behind. A large mirrors sat behind the White Swan now…a reflection… no… another White Swan with its back turned in perfect positioning right behind her in perfect symmetry.

The crowd already knew who it was, beginning to bring their cheering to the Garden.

White Swan stands straight up, looking out to the crowd before slowly turning. The image behinds her moves exactly as she does both of their eyes meeting. They both wore the White Swan's outfit… but those eyes…

Blood ridden eyes…

The White Swan looks at the reflection so hesitantly, not remembering herself looking like this. But with every graceful motion with her hands she is matched with perfect precision. Those red eyes wouldn't leave White Swan as she tried desperately to prove the reflection wrong. Her fouette was imitated as well as the counter pirouette that followed. She finally stops staring at the image walking up to it and reaching its hand out to touch the mirror…

The lights go out… and quickly come back on.

There were no more White Swans…

The original White Swan was dressed in all black and frozen.

Sarah(Shayera): Her reflected image matching every part of her, the true Black Swan smiling evilly in the mirror.

The White Swan* couldn't move as the Black Swan in the mirror, Sarah was taking over. Who was the reflection and who was the real deal? White Swan* was at the mercy of the Black Swan's movements now, feeling her body torque and contorts as she matched every maddening twirl and coil Sarah threw at her.

The Black Swan smiles as she reaches out with a palm to the hand of White Swan*, forcing her closer to the glass. As soon as it touched again the lights were killed. In a few seconds there was only one Swan on the stage, standing in the spotlight where she belonged.

Sarah

The crowd begins to roar as the Black Swan was in an iconic pose with its wings coiled back, staring proudly into the air as if it was unstoppable.

The music suddenly shifts to only a piano, the orchestra lightly brooding one tense note. Sarah took her first steps as a lead performer on stage again with an explosion of pirouettes that Chase swore should have scorched the stage. She stops in the middle of the darkness, flapping her wings… wanting to take flight.

Sarah began to do something that made the crowd stop and stare almost in amazement. From the start till now they had been accustomed to the ballet dancing routine of elegance. When Sarah's lines and her form began to become wild instead of graceful they paid attention. With each flap her leg would flail randomly to the left or her shoulder would be pushed to the right. It was like she was a limp puppet being pulled in every which direction.

This wasn't ballet in the basic sense. It was almost the sadistic nature of a dark contemporary routine. Sarah was combining her perfect ballet form with some things the ballet world had never seen, making all eyes turn to her. She didn't care if it wasn't pure and she honestly didn't mind it. Her body proved time and time again as she coiled around and then back into perfect ballet positions. She had control of her entire self.

"What's she doing?" Chase, the Prince, said shocked.

"She's not doing the practiced choreography." Brittany, the White Swan, was prepping herself backstage as she watched on like everyone else. "She's doing whatever she wants to do. Not following the rules and its fucking awesome."

The cheers were powering her.

Sarah's mind was flowing. It wasn't over thinking anymore. She did an unthinkable in the world in ballet free forming and combining things that weren't of the genre and honestly she didn't give a crap what the purists thought. The piano began to quicken the pace as Sarah was feeling the music and nothing else. She darted across the stage as the light followed her, twirling a few pirouettes only to being to glide across the floor as if she was weightless. The crowd was getting behind her as they were eating up this display of just pure dance.

Sarah began to twitch and stop, like a freakish machine, flapping her wings but cutting back into almost a White Swan form as she gracefully spun with a leaping whip of her leg. She was being almost schizophrenic with her dance. One minute she was the White Swan. The next she was the Black. And most of the time, she was something else.

Sarah slowly began to bring it back into what she knew how to do best though to prove a point, spinning like a spider. She gets to center stage continuing to rotate like a top that wouldn't stop. Her spins were frantic. They were beautiful. They were heart felt. They were… perfect.

She spun again.

And again.

And again.

Sarah finally stopped instantly as the piano players' ascent up the scale froze, the crowd erupting in a furious cheer that caused a standing ovation. The ground shook as the feet were being stomped, the claps were cutting through the air, and the roars of a screaming audience of people were moving the entire arena.

Sarah was again in her Black Swan pose, eyes close and face to the air. She didn't want to break character but when she heard her name being chanted louder she could only smile weakly, a tear running down her eye as she felt it for the first time.

For the first time on the stage, she was herself and no character. And the public approved.

"You…are something else Sarah…" Brittany was leaning against the wall, looking at her in amazement.

Sarah had a confidence in her that couldn't be taken as she acknowledged the crowd as the Black Swan, staring out with those red eyes gleaming. She walks back towards the darkness and stands in front of the mirror the lights slowly coming back up as the prince began to appear from stage left. Sarah looks back at the prince with a cold stare, turning to her reflection who was in real life… the one she wanted.

"That wasn't in the script…" Brittany whispers barely moving her mouth.

"I thought I'd live a little," Sarah replied smirking. "…Relax."

Brittany smiles as once again the lights dim out.

Appearing soon after was Brittany decked out as full blown Black Swan, crimson eyes and a darkness that she exuded with every step. The Prince recognizes this as the White Swan but is hesitant of this sexual beast that she turned into. Brittany curled up, inspired by Sarah stroking her naked thigh as her other finger curled at Prince, egging him on to take her.

"That wasn't exactly ballet out there." Brian, the stage manager, commented as Sarah walked by backstage.

"No, no it wasn't." Sarah answered as she began to take off her contacts.

"What would you call what you did out there then," Brian asked. Sarah turned to him with a small grin.

"I call that…me."

~JUSTICE LEAGUE~

Location: New York City - Madison Square Garden

The finale was nearing its ending point as the Prince had betrayed his love, tricked by the evil sorcerer. Brittany was back in white and moving with her prowess, commanding respect and garnering adoration as she played to the pain. She takes a stand at the edge of the Lake, the blue waves beginning to light up the entire stage as the Swans and prince looked on. Brittany turns to the watery reflections and sees the image everyone had been waiting to see. Sarah dressed in all white again.

The crowd begins to clap as a few of the crowd begin to get emotional.

"They're completely in love with you," Brittany whispered as she began the final movements till the last jump.

"Not as much as you." Sarah replied, mirroring Brittany move for move as these two realized how exactly in sync they were.

The lights began to increase as the stage was pushing towards the finale. The waterfall increased in size, suddenly through a bit of stage magic, many reflections of the two Swans on top of the set began to appear. There were reflections of Sarah and of Brittany all over the place… almost in a disarraying manner. The crowd wondered who was who… which one were the real Sarah and Brittany.

On stage while Brittany and Sarah danced they too were getting disoriented but it didn't matter. The music cue hit, the crowd on edge as both of the swans leapt off, the reflection and the reality coming together underneath the stage. In the darkness of the safety harness Sarah could feel her heart beating so fast it wanted to come out of her chest.

~JUSTICE LEAGUE~

Location: New York City - Madison Square Garden

"Introducing the first Swan Queen NEW YORK CITY! Please give it up for BRITTANY FILMORE!"

"See you out there." Brittany patted Sarah's back as she walked out waving to the crowd who was pouring so much love even her ego was being humbled. Sarah laughed as Brittany clutched her chest as if she were a Shakespearian actor trying to dispel the praise.

"Okay folks! This is the person you all came to see! The co-lead…The Black Swan Ms. Sarah Hathaway!"

To say the stadium was jumping wasn't giving it any justice. Shayera looked out into the crowd and spotted Bruce and Talia in one of the upper suites with Oliver and Dinah. Helena was in the front row with Vic. And the other founders were scattered in the rows behind them. Shayera smiled, seeing them are here. She for the first this since the invasion felt like she belonged. And that was a feeling she had truly missed.


Author's Note:

The ballet was the Swan Lake, and I highly suggest seeing it if you can. It is something amazing.

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