Doc code 1278803-4576b

-mindlink initiated-

Entry 20-

I need to breathe. Currently my breath is coming in and out effectively, but I feel as though perhaps none of that air is getting to my bloodstream. I feel like no matter how hard I breathe, the air isn't getting where it needs to be. I believe I may be experiencing hyperventilation, likely due to a massive release of epinephrine and other hormones. All I know is that I am feeling lightheaded, my fingers and toes are tingling. My hands are slick with sweat. I can't seem to move.

This is so much worse than anything I've ever felt before. It's like my entire life has risen up to point accusingly at me, reminding me of my failures. I cannot protect my friends. I cannot preserve my mind. I don't even know if this is real or if I've somehow confused myself.

The structure of the impostor's DNA… is my own. Or nearer to my own than any other DNA I've ever seen before. I don't fully understand what it means, but the structure of this DNA indicates that the impostor is directly related to me… a son, perhaps?

Though in many ways, the code is too similar even for that. Even as I mentally cross-reference the code, I find myself once again coming to the same conclusion. I have been sitting here for upwards of twenty minutes, re-working, re-evaluating, trying to find some other meaning for this genetic code. I can find none.

And I suppose that is why I am panicking.

I believe…

I believe…

I cannot even bring myself to think it. But it must be true; I can think of no other explanation.

The impostor. This impostor. Is me.

Or rather, a part of me. This impostor is a resurrected shell of myself, once again being manipulated by my ancestor, Brainiac.

Even thinking it here, I feel my breath catch in my throat as though it's suddenly been yanked closed. My heart is leaping around in my chest, and I want to escape but I can't, I can't, because I thought I'd finally escaped the memories and regrets of that time, only to learn that the very thing I thought was finally gone had never left, had not died, but had merely…

…evolved.

I do not understand why Brainiac would feel motivated to join the Legion or impersonate me. I only know that whatever plans he holds for them, they are not good.

I also realize that he would not look fondly upon my return. He probably has safeguards to detect whether or not COMPUTO has been tampered with. I am panicking, unsure of what to do, how to alter the terrible thing that seems to have occurred. I am terrified and am suppressing that fear in order to think logically, but I find that my problem-solving mind has been made useless by senseless worrying and stress. I cannot seem to strike a balance between fear and function.

And so I continue sitting here at COMPUTO's access port in Brainiac's lab, panicking. I can only hope that my sheer panic has not awakened Saturn Girl, though I suspect it probably has.

I do not know what I am going to do. I do not know if there is anything I can do. I think perhaps it would be best if I sever the mindlink before I lose control again.

~end~

A/N: Ahahahahahaha yesss I love torturing the poor guy. CUE DRAMATIC MUSIC! THE PLOT TWIST HAS BEEN REVEALED! This is really too much fun... :)

anywho I've still got a few chappies tucked up my sleeves, hopefully most people were shocked and stunned by this revelation, and are excited to see where the story goes from here. Thanks for reading!