Injustice 3: The Might of Magic (Book 3)

Cyborg:

In a flash, all the cracks disappear.

"What the hell," I say. My head snaps left and right as I look all around. "What the hell?"

I swing my arm cannon all over but I don't see any more glowing cracks anywhere.

"Victor," Supergirl says. "Victor!"

I gasp as I look at Supergirl. She's looking at me with raised eyebrows.

"Victor. What are you doing?"

"I--I--"

I stop and transform my arm cannon back into a regular, metal arm. Placing my hand on my head, I look around again and see nothing out of the normal.

"What were those?"

"Those," Supergirl repeats. "Wait. Victor, did you see those? Those weird cracks everywhere?"

"Yes," I shout. I feel like the air is being sucked right out of me. I have to struggle to catch my breath.

"I---I---Supergirl. Listen. There's something you have to know."

I bite my tongue and close my shaking hand as I look at Supergirl. Looking past her at some surveillance cameras on the ceiling, I nudge my head.

"Follow me inside," I say. Supergirl follows me into the surveillance room. Once inside, I lock the door and begin typing away at the computer.

"What are you doing," Supergirl asks.

"Just hold on," I say, putting up a finger. "I'll explain everything in a minute. Just give me some time."

Deleting the footage of me from a few minutes ago, I replaced it with edited footage of Supergirl and me just walking into the surveillance room. Nothing more. I then fake a reboot, temporarily shutting down most of the nearby cameras.

"Supergirl," I say, turning around. "I know what I'm going say is going to sound unbelievable, but know that every word I say is true."

"Okay," Supergirl says. "What do you have to tell me?"

Leonard Snart:

"What the hell is wrong with you," I ask. I shake my head as I stare at my sister eating a bunch of doughnuts. First eating a jelly doughnut, Lisa moves on to a doughnut with whipped cream in the middle. "Seriously. Why are you so hungry? I've never seen you eat this much before."

"I don't know," Lisa says, whipping some whipped cream from her mouth. "It just feels like I haven't eaten in a while."

"Well that can't be right," I say, watching as Lisa grabs another doughnut. "The last time you ate was..."

As I try to think back to the last time Lisa ate something, all I can think about is a blank.

"Was," I repeat, trying to finish my sentence. "Was...When was it?"

"When was what," Lisa asks.

"The last time you ate something."

"You can't remember the last thing I ate something," Lisa asks, putting down her doughnut. "What the hell is wrong with you? It was..."

I'm no mind reader like Raven but even I can't tell that my sister is having trouble remembering the last time she had anything to eat.

"It was...," Lisa says, putting down the doughnut. "It was...Ahh...Ahhh!"

Without any warning, my sister slides out of the chair and onto the lunchroom floor.

"Lisa," I shout. Getting up from my seat, I drop to my knees and hold my sister. "Lisa! Lisa!"

"Leonard," my sister whispers. Her whisper is so low I can barely hear her.

As I hold my sister in my arms, I see a flash and now, I see glowing cracks all over my sister.

"What the hell!"

The cracks seem to be growing. They started off small but are quickly growing, reaching her face in seconds. I try to get rid of the cracks but when I try to hit them, my hand goes right through them.

"What the hell are these," Lisa says, staring at her hand. Before I can even give a guess, my sister pulls back her head and screams. As my sister screams, she shakes and holds her stomach.

"I...I was.....I was killed," Lisa moans.

"Wait, what? Killed? What are you talking about?"

As soon as I ask this, I see another flash of light. Now, instead of being in New Metropolis's lunchroom, I see myself standing in an empty room. I'm looking down through a window and for some reason, I gasping for air. As I keep looking, I see a large group of people cheering.

"Why are they cheering? What's going on?"

I look at where they're all facing and see Wonder Woman standing on a stage. She's holding a sword in her hand, and she's walking toward a tied-up Lisa.

"Lisa," I shout, banging against the window. "Lisa! Wait, what is this? What is going on? Why is Lisa tied up? Why is Wonder Woman walking toward her?"

With no other choice, I throw myself against the window, hoping to break it and stop this, but as my shoulder hits the window, I feel a sharp pain overtake my whole body. Screaming as I fall to the floor, I look down and see myself covered in cuts and bruises.

"How did I get these?"

Biting my tongue as I painfully pull myself up, I look out the window and see it. I see Wonder Woman pull back her sword before sending it forward. A second later, Lisa falls to the ground.

"Nooooo!"

Another flash of light blinds me and I'm back in the lunchroom. I look left and right as I try to understand what the hell I just saw. However, I forget about all of it when I see my sister lying unconscious in my arms.

"Lisa. Lisa! Help! Help! Someone!"

I hear a loud bang and then the sound of the double doors swinging open. Turning around, I see a One Earth soldier running in.

"Cold," he shouts. His footsteps echo throughout the empty lunchroom as he runs toward me. Dropping to his knees, this soldier pulls out a flashlight from one of his pockets and examines Lisa.

"What happened to her?"

"I don't know. Everything was peaceful. We were just sitting here, talking with each other. Lisa was eating a doughnut, and then, she fell."

"That's odd," the soldier says. "I never thought the doughnuts here were that bad."

"What?"

As the soldier keeps examining Lisa, I notice something off about him. For some reason, his helmet is cracked.

Kara:

"The man in the sunglasses," I repeat.

"Yeah," Victor says, nodding his head. "That's the name we gave him. Considering we didn't really know what else to call him."'

I lower my head as I try to process everything Victor told me. According to him, I was never a part of Kal-El's One Earth government. In fact, I was against it. I teamed up with this "man in the sunglasses" and we've been fighting my cousin and his regimes for months now.

"But wait," I say, shaking my hands. "Assuming that everything you said is true, why don't I remember anything? Why do you know?"

"I don't know," Victor says. He rubs his hands against the sides of his head. "I don't know why I remember all of this but I do. You. Dinah. Even Captain Cold. None of you were ever a part of the regimes. You all were a part of the Insurgency! Even Bruce was until..."

"Until what," I ask.

"Until Superman beat him and placed him under his mind control."

"Mind control," I repeat. I see another flash of light, but this time, it's not just vague pictures. I see myself in my old blue and red suit. I'm in a glass cell with red lights over me. As I stand in the glass cell, I see Kal-El approaching me, and right behind him, is Bruce covered in glowing wires.

Another flash of light hits me and I fall to the floor.

"Kara," Victor yells, running to help me up. Despite being back on my feet, I can't help but still hold onto Victor. My legs feel weak as I see more and more cracks appear in front of me.

"Do you see them," I ask.

"See what," Victor asks.

"The cracks," I answer. "Do you see them?"

"The cracks," Victor repeats before his eyes go wide. "Yeah. I see them, and no, I have no idea what they are."

"Maybe you don't," I say, fighting through my ever-growing headache and my shaking legs. "But I have an idea who might."

Taking a deep breath, I stumble toward the door and into the hallway.

"Who," Victor asks, following me. "Raven?"

"No. Not Raven, but him."

"Who?"

The Man:

With the cracks growing uncontrollably all over Lisa's body, I click a button on my flashlight and turn it off.

"Your sister is dying," I say, pocketing my flashlight. I then turn to Cold. "She needs to get to the infirmary as soon as possible."

The second he hears this, Cold doesn't waste a second. He picks up his sister and runs toward the double door. Running ahead of them, I yell and scream.

"Out of the way," I shout. "Move! Everyone get out of the way! This is an emergency!"

Grabbing and pushing a soldier out of the way, the three of us make it to New Metropolis's infirmary. The doctors there don't have enough time to turn around before Cold grabs and shakes them.

"Help her," he says. "Help her!"

"Easy there," I say, prying Cold off the shaking doctors. Getting in between them, I look at the doctors.

"Get out," I order, pointing at the doors.

"Excuse me," one of the doctors says.

I shake my head and reach into my back pocket. Pulling out my old Colt 1861 revolver, I fire a shot into the air, knocking a part of the ceiling down.

"Get out," I repeat. This time, the doctors run out of the infirmary. With the doctors outside, I lock the double door. As I turn around, I see Cold staring at me.

"What the hell was that," he asks. "Why did you tell the doctors to leave?"

"I told them to leave because this isn't a medical emergency," I answer, pocketing my old six-shooter. "It's a lot worse."

"A lot worse? I don't get it."

"Cold. As much as I don't want to say this, I have to. Your sister isn't supposed to be alive. She died months ago."

"What," Cold shouts. Grinding his teeth, Cold pulls out his cold gun and aims it at me. "What-What are you talking about? My sister died months ago? Bullshit! She's right here, and she's dying right now!"

Looking down at his sister, I reach into another one of my pockets and pull out a kunai. Throwing it at Cold, it hits his cold gun and knocks it out of his hand. Now disarmed, I walk up to Cold and push him back. As I push Cold back, he drops Lisa but I catch her and gently place her on the examination table.

By now, the cracks have completely taken over Lisa's body.

"She's had minutes to live," I think. "I can't save her but maybe I can still do something."

I reach into my pockets again and pull out small glass jars filled with various ingredients. Placing them side-by-side, I stop when I hear footsteps.

"I--I know you," Cold says, holding my kungai in his hands. He looks at my kungai and then at me. "I know you. I can't remember you but I do know you."

I smile as Cold hands me my kunai. As I take it back, I slap Cold on the side of his head. Twice.

"Ouch," Cold cries.

"Do you remember my rule on swearing," I ask.

Despite the steam coming out of Cold's ears and the smoke coming out of his nose, Cold just rubs the side of his head. Instead, he looks at Lisa.

"Can you...do anything?"

"Possibly," I answer, putting out a small wooden bowl. About to open one of the glass jars and pour in the herb, the door then bangs and we hear shouting on the other side.

"What's going on," a familiar voice shouts. "Why are these doors locked? Who in these? What's going on?"

It takes me only a few seconds to realize whose voice is on the other side.

"Hal Jordan," I say. Through the cracks around the doors, I also see a bright yellow light. "Oh no."

Looking around, I see Cold's cold gun. Cold must have seen it too.

"Don't stop what you're doing," he yells, running to grab his gun. Freezing and covering the door in ice, Cold looks at me.

"I'll handle Yellow Lantern."