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Elaine was staring off into space as they walked through what should have been an almost picturesque English countryside. The sky was almost blood red, and the demon-like creatures flew around in the distance.

Every once in awhile, Dick noticed that she would wear a distrustful look on her face. Her whole world had shattered all around her in a few short hours. The only family she could ever remember may have killed her parents and kidnapped her. For what, who could ever guess? It would take her a long time to get used to what her life had become.

Almost unconsciously he wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and she stiffened a little before allowing him to be close to her. The whole walk, she kept a close eye on the two older men, each movement never going unnoticed by the young woman.

"Where have you learned to fight like that?" He asked her, remembering what she did back in Bludhaven.

"An old family friend," she answered, wincing a little. "She knew my mother, at least. She would always visit us, when I was younger before. . .and she would always help me and. . .my uncle whenever we moved."

"I'm sorry about earlier," he said, realizing that he felt a little guilty for telling her what he found. "I thought that you had the right to know."

She looked at him. There was no disgust, or apathy. Elaine understood. Somehow.

"I think you only have half of the story," she said. "Like he said earlier, we only see what we want to see."

At the moment when Jason looked at the two of them, Dick had the feeling that maybe they did not need his extra help.

She was getting coffee when what became known as the Total Tremor hit. For several years, she could have felt its coming with a certain amount of anticipation. It was something she lived through hundreds of years ago, and the times were right again.

Deep in her blood, she could feel the Dreaded Darkness coming back to Earth in its quest to claim the world as his own.

The woman concentrated hard, and that was when the Sword in the Stone appeared. That should keep them distracted long enough for her to find the hidden bloodline and her oldest of allies.

She had been given many names during her many walks on Earth, but the King Maker was always one she would wear with pride. That name was earned when she trained the one person who could fight off that Darkness, and by those actions, the world remained free.

People would see her as the Lady of the Lake, the woman who gave the Bear Excalibur, and the one who took the dying king to Avalon where from he would return when the world needed him most. How close they were to the truth and yet how wrong they were. Since then, people the world over believed that King Arthur was healed, even when there was no hope for him to survive, but in fact she hid his bloodline. Only the blood of the Pendragon line could ever be trusted with Excalibur.

". . .All we have to do is step into the Light," the voice of G. Gordon Godfrey brought her back to the present.

She did a double take. That man was used by the Darkness to sow fear, mistrust, and to crush the hopes of any world that the Darkness took a liking to in order to make conquest easier.

"The Light has the means to save us all," a member of Darkseid's Elite she knew to be Glorious Godfrey said. "All of us. The Justice League can barely save themselves. During the Reach invasion, if it had not been for the Light's intervention, your precious Justice League would not have been able to save us."

The woman who possessed many names went to a single and unadorned case and opened it. Inside was the sword of which legends were made. It was a simple sword, but the power that came from it could have fooled a lesser being into thinking it was far fancier than it really was. She closed the case once more and gathered the mists around her. It was time to find her ally and present to the Pendragon the true inheritance. Even if it meant fighting her way towards them.

There was something about the followers of two of the Light members that seemed. . .off. Kaldur was watching some of Ocean Master's men as they moved around the square where the strange sword was being kept. They were not attacking, only watching, and they completely ignored the people moving past them.

A woman who kept her face hidden by a golden mask was walking around the Sword, probably trying to figure out how to remove it from the stone. A young boy kept pulling at the arm of her robes, demanding she do something about the sword. Clearly, the kid wanted it, badly.

"We are still dealing with the problem of my brother's blood line," the woman said to the kid as calmly as any mother would to her child. "Jason and Entrigan will have it solved."

Both Elaine and Dick were far behind her uncle and Jason. Her uncle would turn around to make sure she was okay, and she could have sworn that he seemed to understand their action. HIs reaction when he met Jason back at Bludhaven made more sense after she remembered what happened to her parents and how Jason was involved.

She chose not to talk to Dick as they walked on. It was probably better that way, or so she told herself. There were times when her uncle would get very nervous, and the two of them would move very suddenly. It was way easier to not make friends, and yet, in spite of what was happening around her and his thinly veiled accusations of her uncle, she could, someday, see Dick as a friend.

The almost rhythmic chanting came from Jason, and he turned back into the demon she remembered from her deepest and darkest of nightmares.

Her uncle took out his staff and blocked the demon from moving. "Go! Take her anywhere but here!"

Dick grabbed her arm, and the two of them made a run for it.

"Wait. . .whoah," she said, trying to pull herself free, but strange enough, he was a lot stronger than he looked. "Where are we going?"

"I'm calling in some help," he said almost evasively. "Trust me. If we have to go all the way to London, we'll need a ride and some back up."