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Chapter Six – The Destiny of a Superhero.

Barry woke in the dark. Or at least the near-dark.

As his eyes adjusted to the lack of light and the pain in his head from being knocked out decreased, he could just make out the outline of someone nearby and was instantly reminded of being stuck on Earth-2, in Zoom's lair and wondered, for a heart-stopping moment, if the same had happened again.

But that wasn't Zoom. The figure was too petite and seemed less arrogant without doing much to convey attitude and it was then that he remembered Duplicate, the clone of himself and Kara.

Kara. He wondered if she'd woken up yet. He'd left her at STAR Labs with the others and while he trusted the others, he still wasn't quite ready to let Kara out of his life and into the rest of the world yet. He wondered if, being a clone, she vibrated at this Earths frequency too, or if her cells would vibrate at all. Would her body adapt to vibrating at the same frequency as those around her or would she begin to vibrate at that of Earth-3 or 4? Depending on which Kara her hair had come from.

His thoughts were interrupted when the outline of Duplicate came near. "Your clone is as stupid as he looks," she breathed, he feeling the heat of her breath on his face as she leaned in and suddenly stopped. "Oh, you're awake. I was hoping not to hurt you yet, but plan… shall we say C, is in order."

It was only now that Barry realised his hands were tied behind his back and his legs, too, were bound. There was masking tape over his mouth as well, but at least he could breathe through his nose. He couldn't even retort to his clone's apparent failure, knowing no one would be as efficient as himself, not any mere clone of his. But that didn't stop Duplicate from producing something shiny and long from nearby.

"One clone failed where another won't," Duplicate stated as she placed the blade to Barry's cheek. "All I need is one drop of blood. You see, I do so hate when my children are taken from me and you've taken two of mine within minutes of each other, inadvertently though the second one was." He felt pain in his cheek as the blade sliced the skin. He'd been through so much to cause him physical pain; broken bones, punches, grazes, cuts and even a broken back, but it still hurt as Duplicate split his skin apart.

He could feel the heat of blood trickling down his face, contrasting so horribly with the ice-cold touch of Duplicate as she collected some of it from his cheek. Close up, and through the pain and worry, Barry realised that for the first time Duplicate's face wasn't blurred. He could see her thin, pale face almost clearly; a ghost of the image Caitlin had pulled up on Professor Thomson. She had been lost in her work, lost in her powers, that she wasn't who she once was. It was no surprise she went by the new name now – Thomson wasn't there anymore, even in the colds of her eyes. The woman who used to be there was truly gone while the body still lived.

There was an explosion of sound, of light and Duplicate was lost in the sudden dust cloud and brightness of the evening outside. Barry had no idea what had happened until a figure stepped into the beam of light that the wall had so recently been blocking: A woman shorter than himself, with long dirty blond hair and a white jumpsuit – the complete reverse of what Kara's clone had worn when she had faced off Barry earlier. She turned to look at Barry and smiled.

"I came to save you," she said, almost simply. In that moment Barry could see the girl he'd met on the other Earths shining though. "My creator needs to be stopped. Where is she?"

Barry could hardly reply with the tape still covering his mouth. Duplicate answered the question herself, however, emerging from under the rubble and shaking herself off, looking even weaker in the evening light than she had in the darkness, but she held up her finger, still smothered in Barry's blood (albeit dusty) as she glared at Kara.

"So, my child has come back to the nest." Her features began to blur once more as she moved the blood-covered finger to her mouth, Barry realising she intended to blow on it, like she had done with the gas of the clone Nimbus earlier, to create another Flash. He had to get out of the bonds, or at least free his mouth for the moment, before it was too late.

Kara seemed to know what Duplicate was about to do too as her eyes glowed, and for a second a red beam emitted from them and struck Duplicate's finger; the digit exploding as Duplicate screamed. Kara groaned however, the effort of making the laser eyes weakening her, but she ploughed on through, running at Duplicate, who only just ducked from damage.

Whatever happened next Barry didn't see, as he closed his eyes, concentrated on vibrating his hands and legs at a speed to pass through his bonds, but when he did reopen his eyes and jumped to his now-free feet, Kara had Duplicate held up by the throat.

"No! Don't kill her!" Barry found himself saying, ripping the tape from his mouth, as Kara looked his way. "Iris was right. I don't kill. We don't kill. Not unless we have to…" he looked to Duplicate, choking on Kara's tight hold, "and we don't have to" he finished sympathetically.

He didn't want this Kara's first heroic act to be of murder, and he couldn't kill Duplicate himself, not really, as it would make him no different from Zoom or any other meta who killed simply for the sake of it. Especially Zoom actually, whom had killed Duplicate's Earth-2 self just for the sake of being done with her skills. He would not reduce himself to that level. Not now, not ever.

Kara was smiling at Barry however, an innocent, sweet smile. She dropped Duplicate who fell like a puppet cut from its strings, unconscious due to lack of oxygen from when being choked. Barry moved over to the meta, who in her sleeping state no longer blurred her features, but who did look thin, pale and ill. He glanced to her index finger on her right hand to find Kara had actually blown it off; in fact, the whole hand seemed to be swollen.

"Let's get her back to STAR Labs" he sighed.

-SuperFlash-

"Duplicate's under lock and key at precinct," Joe addressed Barry, Kara, Iris, Caitlin, Cisco and Wells; he had just returned from the precinct after a mad evening.

Kara had flown Duplicate back to STAR Labs where everyone was impressed and pleased to see Barry alive. Wells had then checked over the unconscious Duplicate's damaged hand and informed them that Kara had done severe nerve damage to it, that the hand wasn't going to be usable but that Kara had still 'done good', before Joe got in contact with some of his colleagues to transport Duplicate to their meta-human holding facility at the department. What they were going to do with the existing clone of Barry, still in the pipeline, none had an idea, but Barry had decided he didn't want to face up to the Anti-Flash any time soon. He had, however, gotten his Flash suit back, Caitlin and Cisco having removed it from the clone after he'd be rendered unconscious by Kara.

"That was some mighty fine heroics from you, Kara," Joe now added to Kara, who was holding Wells' hand like a child and their parent. She was still grinning.

"But you need to hone in your skills," Caitlin was the one to voice this, surprising many whom thought this would be Wells' line, "and you need an identity. Other than just 'Kara'."

"Well, that's simple" Wells replied, "she'll be my daughter."

"What?!" This was Barry's instant shock, looking wide-eyed to the doctor. He had not been expecting that one. He had almost just been about to suggest the last name 'Danvers' – hell, he was even about to ask Caitlin to look up Alex Danvers, Kara's sister from Earths 3 and 4, to help.

"It makes sense" Wells reasoned, "Jesse and I are not of this Earth, and neither is Kara, technically. To bring Kara into my fold of unknowns is a simple step. I'm already in the process of sorting out documentation for Jesse and myself to exist without worry on this Earth, so I'm happy to extend this offer to Kara. To Kara Wells."

"Are… are you okay with this?" Barry turned to Kara, who was looking slightly concern but not disappointed. Barry liked Wells, he really did, definitely more-so this one than the Thawne version, but even so, to have Kara as one of Wells' children, even adoptive…

"He's been like a father since I woke," Kara stated simply, making Barry wonder what he had missed. "I need an identity in this world as much has he does, and his own daughter, I see his reasoning and logic, and it makes sense, Barry."

"That's not all," Caitlin stated before Barry could respond, he turning agitatedly to her now. "Like I said, Kara needs to hone in her skills. Harry would help but he needs to find Jesse, like really needs to, so I contacted Lyla… at Kara's request, actually."

"Diggle's wife?" Barry asked just to confirm. He knew who Lyla was, but this could have been another Lyla, not the spouse of the Green Arrow's right-hand man and head of ARGUS. He then realised what else Caitlin had just said and turned to Kara. "Your request?"

"I need to train, to learn. Caitlin told me about Lyla before I rescued you and I agreed" Kara stated.

"Agreed to what? To join Lyla and ARGUS?" he now turned to Caitlin, annoyed not to have been kept in the loop, annoyed too that Kara was being taken away from him so soon and without even his opinion on the subject. Not that they would have mattered anyway, a voice in his head reasoned.

"Yes, and no" Caitlin said with level voice, although not looking directly at Barry now. "ARGUS' Meta-Human department, the ones who accidently let King Shark loose on us a while ago, has got a new head, Alex Danvers, and she's more than willing to let Kara come join them for a short period to learn and grow, to become the person she wants to be." Caitlin said this at a quicker speed than normal, but Barry had been concentrating on the 'Danvers' of the department.

"Alex was Kara's sister on the other Earths," Barry stated, somewhat dumbfounded to Caitlin. He had been going to suggest her and now she had actually come up in the conversation without his input. Perhaps the universe was trying to tell him something through his friends?

"Then I'll be the perfect person to help her." Barry would have broken his neck at the speed in which he turned to the entrance of the cortex at the voice of the woman he thought he knew. It was her, Alex, standing there, dressed in a uniform similar to that of her other Earth counterpart, but her hair was longer, it had blond highlights and there was a grin on her face. He'd only ever seen her scowling on Earth-4. "Caitlin and Director Diggle have informed me of the multiverse situation going on here in Central, King Shark being my predecessor's failings and of 'Earth-2' origins, but under mine and Lyla's tutelage, ARGUS' Meta-Human department is now more than capable now of handling things, shall we say, more-than-human." Her eyes lingered on Kara.

"You look nice" was all Barry could retort as he looked back at Caitlin, then at Kara, then back to Alex. "I like the long hair. The short was good too… and what the hell I am saying? You weren't the one with the short hair. I'll shut up now." He'd momentarily forgotten this wasn't the same Alex.

Alex gave Barry a strange look before laughing at his comments. "Thank you, Mr. Allen. Although we haven't been formally introduced. I guess not in this universe anyway" she moved forward and took Barry by the hand to shake. "Cait has let me in on your particular connection to Miss Wells here, so I can personally assure you she shall be quite capable in my, and ARGUS', hands."

"Yeah," Barry stated, still a little dumbfounded as he honed in one word Alex had said: "'Cait'? You know each other?"

"Old college friends," Caitlin replied with a grin. "Alex has a great mind."

"As do you, Cait" Alex grinned. "Well, time's wasting and I don't like to keep people waiting. Cait has my details if you want to get in contact with me. Kara, I'll let you say your goodbyes for now, but know that you can return here anytime you want. Our base operation is only an hour by car, faster by Flash." She winked at Barry.

"Thank you," Kara said as Alex turned and left the room. It was Barry that Kara addressed first though. "Thank you too, Barry. I have to do this. I want to learn what I am, what I can do, and Alex seems kind and trusting. Caitlin is kind and trusting and Alex is her friend so that goes without saying."

"I suppose so…" Barry responded a little glumly. He'd just gotten Kara back, really back; he didn't want to lose her again. But Kara was her own person now, free of Duplicate, free of anyone and she wanted to do this. He couldn't really stop her.

"I look forward to meeting Jesse, to meeting my adoptive sister." Kara had turned to face Wells whom had a very odd look on his face, to say her temporary goodbye to him. "And I can't wait to be part of the Wells family for good. You know this is something I must do, Harrison."

"I do. I wish you luck, Kara." He properly smiled now as he pulled her in for a hug. That confirmed to Barry that, whatever had happened while he'd been holed up by Duplicate, Wells had bonded with Kara quickly and familiarly. Barry found himself smiling too.

Kara seemed to want to say goodbye to everyone individually, which took time as she still found it hard to find the right words to say, beyond variations on 'I must do this' to discovering herself, and when she finally came to leave, Barry had to wonder how much patience this Earth's Alex must have to wait so long. He also wondered that perhaps, maybe things wanted to happen as he'd already seen them, such as Kara having to have a sister in Alex and having to train with this version of the DEO (supposedly ARGUS' meta-human department) and who knows, maybe one day she may well come to don the mantle of Supergirl, or whatever she wanted to be called in this life.

Wells was right though; she had done well with Duplicate. So had he. Barry had resisted the urge to kill the clone-maker and now the only thread left was the Anti-Flash in the pipeline. Something would have to be done about him in time. But not yet. He could wait.

"Well, I don't know about you," Joe spoke up as silence had gathered in the cortex, Wells moving off back to the side-lab and Cisco having a word with Caitlin, "but I should have a rest, Bar, before the next meta turns up or Zoom finds a way back to this universe. Let that nasty cut heal." He let his hand hover over the speed-healing cut Duplicate had given Barry.

"Zoom?" Barry repeated. "Yeah…" Joe patted Barry on the shoulder, gave Iris a little nod and left himself, leaving Barry to think of all he'd been through. With Kara's help though, maybe he could take on Zoom and together they could stop Jay once and for all. If she wanted to help, that was.

"We need to find a way back to Earth-2" he suddenly voiced to those remaining in the room, causing Caitlin and Cisco to look back at him. "With or without Harry's help." He remembered how Harrison had felt about that. He didn't want his help if Wells wanted peace though, but Barry knew he couldn't leave Earth-2 subjected to Zoom's wrath, they having closed all the breaches. He had promised the Earth-4 Kara he would stop him too. Barry also needed to concentrate on something for the time being now that his Kara was gone.

Caitlin and Cisco seemed to be sharing a look between themselves as Barry waited a response, they finally seeming to give in as Cisco simply stated, "Let's get to work" before he and Caitlin moved on.

Iris shared a weak smile with Barry, but didn't voice an opinion, instead waiting for a moment to talk to Barry, to find out what his feelings were toward this new Kara and her relationship now to Wells, along with Alex's appearance in this universe and, most of all, Barry's resolution to distract himself with Zoom once more. It had to be said, when Barry focussed on something, he didn't let it go.

-PowerFlash-

It had been one harrowing week for Former-Detective Quentin Lance. Soul-destroying, in fact, considering he was accompanying his ex-wife back to Central City after the worst morning of their lives. They had just this morning attended their older daughter's funeral and neither wanted to completely accept this truth. Quentin definitely didn't, so when he overheard something Diggle had been saying to his wife about the Flash's latest adversary, he had wasted no time in getting on the phone to Joe West, head of the meta-human department in Central City.

Quentin's hopes were too high, but he didn't want to destroy that of his ex's possible hopes, so the ride to Central had been a silent one, full of unspoken things and stray tears. Quentin had wanted to hold Dinah, to tell her that it would be all right; there may no longer be a Lazarus Pit thing to bring back the dead, but there was hope in their destination. He couldn't let Dinah know though, in case it was too much to hope for herself.

He didn't want to disappoint her again. He had to suffer in silence.

They departed at the Central City train station, she getting a taxi back to her apartment, he heading straight over to the police station, where Joe West himself met Quentin.

"Are you sure about this?" Joe asked quietly as they moved into the lift of the precinct. "You just lost her, and Duplicate doesn't –"

"I have to Joe!" Quentin stammered not letting Joe finish. "What if this was Iris, Wally or Barry? You're lucky. You know where all your kids are. Sara… I haven't heard from ages and Laurel's… Laurel…" his voice broke just as the lift doors opened. Joe, however, put a hand on his shoulder.

"As long as you want to do this for the right reasons, but remember the girl you knew is gone. This won't bring her back like you remember her. She won't even know you…" he said this with a resolute sigh, wondering if he was telling the truth. Barry had gotten Kara back through Duplicate, sort of, but Kara was an unusual case, and she wasn't exactly the girl Barry knew, from what his son had said of the Kara he had met before. "Duplicate isn't the answer you need."

"I need something, Joe" Quentin stated sadly, not taking the warning.

"Then she's down here…" As they moved off passed some cells – half of them with metas of ranging abilities, subdued, watching them – Quentin pulled from his satchel a hairbrush. It was littered with dirty-blond straggles of hair. Of Laurel's hair. He had to do this. He had to for Sara's sake, for Dinah's and his own. But mostly for Laurel's herself. It was because of him that she was dead, but he could fix that. He could keep his promise to keep her alive, safe from Damien Darhk, and this clone-making meta human was that answer. She had to be.

THE END!

Seriously. I like to end on an unresolved cliff-hanger… Anyway, look out for the sequel, Power Girl, coming in the summer. I need to find out how the Flash Season 2 ends before I can move forward, as Power Girl will be an alternative season 3. For the time being, please REVIEW. And I mean review. Don't just correct spelling errors that have gone undetected, I mean really tell me what you think. Thanks.