Well, THIS is a fine kettle of fish...

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Lois Lane is not the most patient person in the world. This fact is known throughout Metropolis, the news media, and half of the globe. Her idea of packing is opening a suitcase and throwing in whatever she might need for a few days and then buying whatever she forgot once she gets there. Easy peasy.

This is different. This is six months or so of incarcera...hiding. This takes more thought. And the more thought she puts into it, the more she has to pack and unpack and repack, the more pissed she's getting. "How'm I supposed to pack clothes when we both know I won't fit into anything in a few more weeks? I'm already getting pudg--hey, can I take this Smallville High t-shirt to sleep in? Don't forget my laptop cables...."

Dead men may tell no tales....

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... but their DNA can. Oracle studies the lab report. Not the one from the 'Haven PD. The other one she ordered, from another lab, once she learned about the hit.

The results are the same, and so she tentatively rules out "lab error" as a reason why a dead man's DNA would be associated with a murder victim. But there are other possibilities. It wouldn't be the first time someone faked their death to take on another life. It's possible there's a twin out there after all.

And it's possible someone's playing a very hinky game in what is now her town, too.

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[jla-villains.livejournal.com]

The battle rages all around the two silent figures as they stare at each other across the vastness of space. In the distance Guy's voice can be heard rallying the Green Lanterns as the war continues. While to their right Travis finds himself in the unenviable position of being surrounded by a group of yellow Manhunters. While behind them Kyle Rayner engages his enemies in the creative fashion he is known for, never straying to far from Jade's side.

Finally, the dark void beneath the hood speaks.

"I am your enemy John Stewart. I am the one who stands against everything you stand for. I am he who was imprisoned unfairly by your Guardians. I was freed however, by your dear Hal Jordan and in the smokey ruins of our world I will remake the galaxy in the image of true justice."

The dark figure remains suspended in space the hooded cloak flapping dramatically, though obviously of his own design.

"Now who the hell are you John, or should I tell you. You are the nobody from Detroit. The insignificant fly that rides Hal's coattails. A pathetic man who couldn't even keep himself upright without his friend's coaching. You are a man who destroyed an entire world and still parade yourself as a hero. You are one other thing John Stewart...you are dead."

Something becomes obvious through that lengthy discussion. The being under the mask is expressing emotion as he speaks, and more importantly the ring isn't translating anything he is saying. He is already speaking English.

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The ground beneath the Green Lanterns aerial battle groans and tremors as the might of the Greek hero, Olympian brings the complex down upon himself. Within seconds the compound is cleared, the remaining Manhunters swarming out like Locust, to include one distinctive Manhunter covered completely in the color yellow.

The Manhunters in the air, swarm to assist their brethren already engaged in battle with the Green Lanterns. Moving to slowly surround Kilowog again their one brethren's faceplate raised to drain the alien of his energy. While a short distance away the Green Lantern Hal Jordan and Arisia find themselves locked tightly in a box of red energy with Manhunters battling them ferociously.

Underneath the ground, Olympian finds himself alive and the section of the complex he is in intact but caved in. Several Manhunters dazed briefly but still intact.