In Two Minds

Earth X Part Two

What the hell is going on?

Quinn could see the group of people from the entrance of the building, as she got closer it became more troubling to her.

"Captain Wilson these are our newest inmates, though they won't be here for very long." An evil laugh escaped his voice as he moved from in front of her and for the first time she could see who he was talking about, and they could see her.

A loud gasp was clear in the night air. "Quinn not you too!" Quinn stared blankly at the blonde woman, who stood bound in front of her, there was a clear pain of betrayal in her eyes. Damn these other versions of her, why do they haunt me?

Acting had become as natural as fighting to her now, it seemed easy to take on a role to pretend she was the bad guy, in truth she had no idea what she was anymore.

She laughed as Lance tapped her on the back, his touch made her feel sick. I'll burn this jacket when I get home.

"Quinn is rising through the ranks at a rapid pace, she knows what it takes to be pure." Pure, this guy sounds like he's in  Pride & Prejudice.

"Indeed." Was all Quinn could muster as a response, she recalled long school lessons about Nazis she never dreamed she would find herself marked as one, she was the example of a science experiment gone wrong by the military, who knew those traits would be biological.

"So Sir what is going on?" Quinn hushed her voice addressing the man who still sneered at the group. I'm going to have to get involved in this, aren't I?

"These are set for extermination their friend is a little tied up, she will help the General." Quinn watched him as he walked away from her a frown marked on her face.

Facing away, the dragon tattoo on her neck was exposed to everyone's view, close enough to see it despite the poor light Sara gasped. "Your neck!"

Quinn turned an alarmed eye towards her.

"That tattoo how do you have it?" Your my Quinn.

Quinn turned to watch the guards stood around them, then turned back to face the woman, walking closer until she stood right in front of her she breathed in a scent that had haunted her dreams since the day she left. Sara!

Alarmed eyes looked her over, disbelief settling around her.
"You died, I saw you." I lost you. I lost myself.

"It's a long story." One I will tell you when we get out of here. Sara knew this woman who stood before her now was a stranger, she could be anyone time had passed between them, but there was still that light that shone in her eyes, she trusted there was a reason she was here.

"Why the hell are you here for fuck's sake?" Quinn seethed at her. "This place is hell and your here."

"Listen this little reunion is heartwarming and everything but we have to get out of here." Shouted a woman from behind Sara, Quinn didn't recognize her.

"Good luck with that no one leaves this place God forgot." Quinn sighed.

"But.." Sara began only to be cut off by a cool hand raised by Quinn. "I must leave now." I can't do this but I know some people who can help. The resistance, I love those guys.

"You will just leave us here!" The shout came after her, she blocked it out, there was no room for emotions now she had to be quick before it was too late, she would deal with the knowledge that her Sara was alive later when she could breathe.

"Your friend is charming." Alex sneered. You have no idea.
What had happened to the sweet young woman who had made her fall so head over heels in love with her? Had she changed so much that this is truly who she was?

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Quinn was in the office when the carnage began, a grin split her face as she watched through the window. This has to work.

Taking a deep breath Quinn braced herself, turned from the window and stormed from the office, a scene from a battlefield met her when she reached the outside. Just like old times.
She could have teleported herself there, it would have been quicker but she was used to her legs now, it would be more dramatic this way. And I need more drama in my life.

Agent Wilson do not engage in the fight. The words from her earpiece called to her, but it was no deterrent.

"Captain Wilson the captives are free and rebelling." Shocking news people hate being prisoners.

"Yeah, I can see that." Quinn rolled her eyes as they settled on a blonde figure in the near distance, a smirk formed on her mouth. She is still magnificent.

The fight seemed to call to her, moving closer she pulled the wretched leather jacket off her throwing it to the ground in disgust. "God that feels so good, I feel like a fucking dominatrix in this getup!" she winked at the guard stood open-mouthed at her.

Pulling her hair free of the tight confines of her hair tie it fell freely down around her shoulders, raven black long waves of silk flew in the wind. Ahh, that feels so good.

Agent Wilson do not engage!

The decision was taken out of her hands when the same guard came at her gun in hand. I guess he doesn't like a girl letting her hair down.

It was all too easy sometimes, locking eye contact with him he stopped dead in his tracks, dropped his gun to the ground with a thump, and stood there as though he were hypnotized.

"It's been a while but I still have it." She laughed as she drew closer before drawing back her arm and punching him firmly in the face, sending him crashing to the ground.

Lifting her gaze up her eyes met two cool blue ones, for a split second and then they were lost among the crowded chaos.

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"You disobeyed orders Agent Wilson but you managed to avoid disaster, consider this a warning." The masked figure scolded as they stood in a wet dark alley, the place was still in shock.

"It was self-defense. " Quinn shrugged.

"We need you to move on." Quinn rejoiced internally at the news.

"National City is your destination, we have intel on a boiling disaster you are needed." Handing her the file his leather glove covered hand grazed hers as the documents passed over, neither acknowledged it.

"Supergirl! You know she was just here right?" Quinn's hushed voice raised but he was gone.

"I am beginning to think I work for a ghost." Ghost. Her mind went back to the ghost she had seen recently, only she was no ghost but flesh and blood. Sara.

"It's too late to go back." Her heart sank but that was the truth to her, Sara had probably moved on, found someone else, maybe she was even back with Oliver Queen she had seen a glimpse of him briefly. Maybe it's for the best.