Reflection

-Lucas pov-

Getting injured is never fun, having nearly every single bone in your body broken is probably the most painful thing possible, added to that is a fucking laser beam injury. It is safe to say feeling my bones pop in place and my burns heal is not a pleasant experience.

It is during times like these I wish I could just be asleep or knocked out for stuff like this, although the dragon and unicorn blood is helping tremendously it is kind of like getting drunk on blood, a burning feeling fills my cold chest, and a slight sense of wanting to show my superiority and collect things is popping out of nowhere.

Luckily I drank some of Superman's blood, now that was some top-of-the-line stuff of which I will be getting again.

I have to get it again, it healed me better than anything else, well bar Klarion's blood of course.

Finally, after ingesting an untold amount of blood I was able to stand, as I stood my whole body made popping noises.

I saw poison ivy taking care of some plants in front of me as if nothing happened, I shook my head and in exasperation.

"Time to maker those two plants," I said to her

"I rescued you. That should be one plant off," she replied

"Nope," I said in a chipper tone

"Ungrateful," she replied seemingly annoyed

"It's not like I'm going to treat them bad," I scoffed at her

She seemed to ponder on something for a moment, "fine but don't be mad when you ask for something that is impossible to make,"

I nodded and then began to describe the two plants I want.

-break-

It wasn't until the sun already set and people were going about their day that I got home, I already had one seed in my possession she will text me when the other is made. I made sure to warn her that if I don't receive any notice within a week I will personally visit her.

Dembe wasn't at the house and I still had no clue how he was faring which was concerning but, I trust him and believe that he is safe.

If he doesn't arrive within twenty-four hours that's when I will worry. Once inside my house, I immediately drew a nice bath, I needed one after the day I just had.

My muscles relaxed under the warm water, I closed my eyes and began to hum softly, I enjoyed the peace and quiet.

Superman was terrifying if it wasn't for him holding back in fear of killing me I would already be dead. The alien is a force of nature, the way his eyes carried such gentleness and righteousness but he struck so precisely and calculated. If it wasn't for my magic I would have been captured.

The worst part of the whole situation was I realized how my mist form is weak in the art of escaping, one clap or blow from his mouth could have created enough wind to do... Well, I'm not sure what would happen and I hope I never find out.

As I replayed the fight over and over inside my head I kept finding things I could change, improve on, and better in my attack strategy against foes of greater strength.

Some part of me honestly felt sad that I fought superman. I will always like the guy but our viewpoints are completely different. He carries criminals to prison where they will eventually escape I carry them to death where they never will leave.

Maybe someday we can work together but I'm guessing that would be in the far future. Once I was done with my bath I drained the water and got into a robe. Sliding into some slippers I walked downstairs ready to cook up an amazing meal when I heard footsteps. Not Dembe's these were lighter.

Only one person I know carries himself in this way, "Oliver," I said in a bored tone

Oh right not everyone has super hearing, I walked over to the door and opened it.

"Oliver," I said turning around and motioning him in

He stepped inside and shut the door, "I saw the news," he said getting straight to the point

I laughed and replied, "I know right? My movie is doing amazing,"

He scowled, "you know what I mean,"

"It was an accident," I said raising my hands in defeat

"Killing Luthor and fighting superman along with Poison ivy is an accident?" Oliver sneered at me

"Well, she made me a good offer to help her with Luthor's building but, things turned sideways from there," I replied with some frustration

"How are you even able to fight superman? I saw the videos," Oliver replied calmly with narrowed eyes

"Because I'm better than you," I replied with mirth

"It's interesting that my twin only comes to talk to me after I fight superman," I remarked dryly

As we talked I began to cook some food.

"Yeah well you aren't the most liked right now, I still don't know how you convinced Walter to frame himself," Oliver told me sounding disappointed

"What happened to you Lucas?" he asked the question that I will never answer

"Lucas died on that island the same as Oliver did," I replied

He scoffed, "I didn't come home with superpowers,"

I sneered, "you know nothing,"

"Then tell me," he said walking closer

"Why? Oliver, we have gone years without each other telling the details of what happened to us once we were separated. Listen I get you are worried but I'm not like you, I don't want to save everyone if there is something I can do to help people I will but I will also do what I want. And I will continue to kill I'm good at it and so are you," I replied shaking my head at him

He seemed to hesitate, "I'm trying to change, we don't need to kill everyone we fight,"

I looked at him and laughed, "have you forgotten? Have you not learned leaving an enemy alive is an enemy that can come back,"

He nodded, "that's true but this isn't the island,"

"It is just bigger," I replied indifferently

"This is going nowhere," he sighed before getting up and heading to the door

As he opened the door I called out to him, "brother, if you need my help I will come,"

"As will I," he replied before leaving

I chuckled, it seems we might even patch things up in the near future.

The door opened again, "you forget something?" I asked turning around

I froze seeing the man in the doorway, speeding over I gave him a big hug, "Dembe you are fine!" I shouted in joy a large smile spread across my face

He chuckled and nodded, "of course,"

-Superman pov -

As I sat in the fortress of solitude I wondered who was behind the mask of the one I fought. He was skilled in combat that's for sure. At first, he seemed like a hero saving those people and capturing Luthor but, then he killed him before my eyes. He then fought me even injuring me badly, I can't say for a fact he is a villain but maybe a misguided hero.

Magic, he used magic that's for sure. Something I rarely even fought against and something I have no problem never facing again.

I remember a story about someone fitting his description doing something in Gotham maybe I can find some leads. Yes, Gotham would be a great start.

-? Pov -

With Luthor gone I have to adjust my plans, he was a key factor in everything which is unfortunate but like always I can adjust.

This new player though worries me, what are his limitations? His weaknesses? I need to learn all I can about him.

-end -

A/N: trying to mend some family bridges.