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"Well you are regenerative, the lightning probably scrambled your DNA, giving you the metahuman gene." Said J'ohn calmly as he studied my blood.

I groaned and flopped back on a bed "Great! Now I'll never be normal! This sucks!"

"No it doesn't! You can use your powers to help the people in your dimension!" The Flash said sitting down next to me

"You don't understand! There are no superheroes in my dimension! They'll probably lock me up and experiment on me!"

"No superheroes? Well then who defeats the bad guys?" Flash asked clearly not getting it

"No supervilians either. Just plain old bad non-powerful guys with guns."

"Sounds nice."

"I guess."

"Flash? She's been here for a while, why don't you get her something to eat then show her around."

"Okay, come on Ashley, let's get some food in you, you look like you need it." Said Flash studying me

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"Ok, wadya' want?" He asked already piling his plate high with burgers and fries.

"I'm not really hungry, I ate before I came to this world." I replied looking uneasily at the food. When J'ohn read my mind did he find out my secret? He couldn't have, I repressed it.

"Yeah but you've been here for six hours! You must be starving." It was true, when I arrived here they did a whole bunch of tests, a psych exam, IQ tests, they tried to hypnotize me, they tried to study my physiology but I refused, then they debriefed me on my arrival here.

"I'm not hungry." I repeated

"Well at least get something to drink, don't wanna get dehydrated would you?"

"Fine, fine, I'll drink something." I said and grabbed a glass of water. It was complete silence for a few minutes, just him scarfing down food and me sipping at my water, finally he spoke.

"Since you know so much about me I think it's only fair if you tell me stuff about you." He said looking at me. I nodded, where to begin.

"Well, I live in a town called Portola Bay in southern California. I have a mom and a younger sister and brother who are twins. I'm an honor roll student, I like the rain, going to the beach, hanging out with my friends, and going to the mall."

"What about your dad?" He asked

"He was arrested for heroin and child abuse and domestic abuse when I was ten. I don't consider him my dad anymore. I don't really talk about him." I said putting on my poker face, no way was I gonna cry.

"Oh, sorry for asking." He said looking down

"It's fine, you didn't know, besides who cares about him, I never liked him anyways, he was more of an acquaintance really." I said shrugging

"So how old are you now?" Flash asked changing the subject

"Almost thirteen, my birthday is January 20, 1995." He nodded again and for a long time we were silent, I was just watching him wolf down everything in front of him.

"It must be hard having an accelerated metabolism." I noted

"Kinda, but on the bright side I can eat a ton of sugar."

'Lucky' I thought, then asked, "What is your favorite food?"

"Hamburgers! Yours?" I shrugged

"Ice cream I guess."

"What kind?"

Why did he ask all of these questions? "Low fat pistachio."

He made a face, "Yuck! My favorite ice cream is cookie dough." I nodded and started to feel really weak.

"I'm kind of tired, do you have someplace I can sleep?" He looked concerned

"Sure! But do you want to eat something first? You look kind of pale."

I shook my head "I'm fine, just tired." He nodded and lead me towards an empty room.

"Batman said you could sleep here. You sure you're okay?"

I nodded "Positive, night Flash."

"Night!" He said, and then zipped away. I layed down on the bed, it was so soft and warm. But as I drifted off to sleep, I couldn't help but wonder where the hell my friends were.

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