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She was in London. It changed a lot since she was last there, and the Pendragon was struggling towards the sword.
A girl? No! That cannot be right. The Pendragon was to be king, and that girl had no right to be the Pendragon. The Lady looked around the world. Her eyes were the sharpest in the world. She saw towers, and she almost seemed like she was about to give up. The world was falling apart, and the woman who had many names lost the hope she possessed the last time this had happened.
The old case she kept close to her held the one thing she knew that could either both save the world and destroy it. It was Excalibur, as far as she knew, and she realized that she was not going to let that girl have it. The last time Darkseid came to Earth, King Arthur pulled his father's sword from the stone, and she gave him the legendary blade.
Not this time. The Lady gave the sword to Darkseid. It was better if he had it anyway. The moment she gave him the sword, her life had ended. It was sad really. The woman who had worked to to protect the world for so long, only thought she was doing what was best.
Little did any of them know, the sword she gave to him was not Excalibur at all. Merlin was one of the best. A thief when he was younger, he could switch out the sword in the Lady's case. Excalibur was the sword in the stone.
The League and the Team moved across the world to deal with the different towers. No one was too sure that Lex Luthor's plan was even going to work. Each tower was heavily guarded, but something strange happened. A dark stranger appeared, and he held a sword. For some reason, the sword looked like it was rusting.
A runner, unseen by everyone, watched it all. He could not speak with the heroes, his old friends, as they worked to destroy each tower.
"It does not matter," the dark stranger told them. "I have a hold over this world. Nothing you will do will change it."
The runner still observed. He ran around them, trying to get anyone's attention, but there was nothing he could do. He ran to England where he saw a young woman was working to move to the sword. She was struggling, but she always seemed to insult the boy holding her down. A weak and older woman stood over like she was really nothing.
He could hear music playing, and he slowed down, but he was still too fast for the rest of the world to see him. The music came from an older man plucking at an instrument. He had a long white beard, and an old and gnarled staff laid on the ground at his feet.
"The times we live in, my boy," he said. "Legends coming to life."
The young woman grabbed the sword, and she pulled it out of the stone, and the old man seemed very pleased with himself.
"I've been waiting for that for a very long time," he said. He picked up his staff, getting to his feet, and pointed it at him. The staff began to glow green. "You will slow down, Wallace West."
The woman yelled in outrage the moment Elaine held the sword.
"This can't be happening," she practically babbled. "This isn't right."
she held the sword, pointing it at them. It felt familiar, right. It was almost like she held the sword before.
"Times have changed," Elaine said, finally understanding her family just a little more.
The boy seemed angry and the woman rueful. She regained her strength, and her hands began to glow when she held them over her head. A yellow and red blur ran around her, spinning her around and making her lose her balance. Another blue appeared, a little taller and darker than the first, and it tied the woman up.
"You and me, kid," Elaine told him, lowering the sword a little bit. "Family time?"
The boy backed away from her, and she could not see how the boy Mordred could even be King Arthur's killer. Dick was behind her, but he was not even paying attention. He was watching the two strangers with a confused look. Almost in disbelief and shock.
"What's wrong?" She asked him.
He was kind of paying attention, but he walked to the two strangers, still in shock.
"How?" He asked the older one.
The stranger shrugged. "That's a bit complicated. I'm trying to figure it out."
"The great and mighty Darkseid has something he needs to say to you all," Lex Luthor told everyone of the world. They could even hear that broadcast from where they were standing. They could tell that he did not like what he was doing.
"I came here to take your world, to protect each of you," the voice of Darkseid sounded. "To protect you from yourselves. There is someone in this world who wishes to destroy it all. Bring him to me, and I will challenge him for the good of this world."
Dick still spoke with Wally, and he felt his guilt slowly go away the longer they talked. Artemis ran at the two of them, and he wisely stepped out of her way. She and Wally were hugging like they never wanted to let go of each other.
"I should have learned," Vandal Savage said. "Never have someone else do your work for you."
He moved towards Elaine, and she did not move. Her hand only tightened around her sword.
"I'm not afraid of you," she told him.
"You don't have everything," he said.
Vandal Savage went to attack her, and Elaine jumped out of his way. The League was there, and the smirk almost melted off his face.
"I don't need knights," she said, walking away from him. "Maybe it would be better if you deal with them. More fun that way."
"You won't fight him," Dick said. "Alone."
Elaine crossed her arms. "Oh, really? Even if it means saving the world?"
He tried to grab the sword, but it was too heavy for him to even lift the dropped sword.
"He's practically a god," Dick said. "You could get seriously hurt." Or dead. . .
"I'm sorry, Dick," she said. "I've go to do this. For all of us."
Elaine grabbed her sword, about to walk away, but Dick grabbed her arm. She made an impatient sound, but the look he gave her kept her quiet.
"I promised myself that I wouldn't get caught up in the mission," he told her. "I won't lose you."
"It's not your decision to make," Elaine said. "If I don't fight him, you'll still lose me."
Dick pulled her to him, and she stiffened, pulling away from him. She looked horrible.
"I. . .have to. . ." she said before walking away. Elaine did not even look back at him.
"Wow, Dick," Wally remarked. "That's a first."
Elaine dug through the ruins of her old home. She found her parents' room and looked for the spot her father and uncle would keep something pretty important. An old box. She took off the necklace her mother gave her before she ran off with her father. An old key. She unlocked the old box the old box and pulled out an even older scabbard. One that went went with her sword.
She remembered it from those stories she was told. King Arthur's scabbard that healed his wounds as long as he had it on him. Her parents were still looking out for her, even after all these years. She almost smiled to herself.
It was not too difficult for her to even find one of his followers. The guy was acting like he owned the place, but when he saw her, he practically fainted. Must have been low level.
He led her to his master, Darkseid. The dark god was practically gloating when he saw her.
"You defeat will be absolute," he said. "The Pendragon will be no more."
The whole world saw their fight. The young woman who bravely stared him down practically turned into someone almost legendary. Her wounds were healed from the scabbard, so she took any hit with little to no pain.
His sword was his undoing. It was rusting in his hands, and one right strike had it broken into many different pieces. She was pointing the sword at his face.
Wally was affected by his time trapped in the Speed Force. He saw things no one would have normally seen. A strange apparition was running around the the fight between Elaine and Darkseid, and the moment she broke his sword, it stopped right behind him, making the dark god flinch in fear.
The Dark Racer. Wally learned that it meant death for Darkseid's kind. How he knew that was beyond him, a product from his time in the Speed Force more likely. Darkseid was no more. His armies were gone, and the towers destroyed.
Dick found Elaine sitting crossed legged and running a hand over the blade of her sword. She smiled at him when she knew that he was near her. He sat next to her and pulled her a little closer to him as they watched the dawn of a new day.