The Man:
All of us entering the infirmary, I'm once again surprised to see Kent Nelson still awake. The cabinet with the propofol doesn't seem to have been open, and somehow, the Doc isn't screaming or running around.
"See," Iris says, standing in between the tied-down Kent and the Doc with his arms crossed. "Everything is fine. Everything is clear up now. There's no need for any more threats."
"I'm not going to ask," I say as I walk in.
"Oliver," Kent starts, shaking against the restraints. "Dinah. Barry. Oh my god, am I glad to see all of you."
"Kent," Oliver and Dinah scream, running to Kent but I shoot out my arms and stop them.
"Not yet," I say, pushing the two back. "I just want to make sure this really is Kent and not Fate. Stay back."
I make sure everyone is at least six feet away from me before I walk up to Kent. At his side now, I lean over him.
"Kent Nelson," I start, "Or Dr. Fate Let me ask you this. Do you know who I am?"
"No," Kent sighs, "No, I don't know who you are."
"Do you know where you are?"
"Iris told me I'm in some sort of hidden base that belongs to you, but she didn't know where it is exactly. Neither does Scarecrow."
"Dr. Crane," the Doc interrupts, "It's Dr. Crane. Nowaday, it is Dr. Crane."
"Yeah, thanks Doc," I say, shooting him a quick wave. "Anyway, final question. Is Barry Allen a stupid man, or a big fat baby?"
"Excuse me," Flash says, pushing through the crowd. "Why did you just call me that?"
"He isn't any of these," Kent yells, "Barry Allen, despite what he was a few years ago, is still a very noble and honest man."
"Sure," I say, lending back and turning to face everyone. "He's fine. Everyone, this is indeed Kent Nelson, not Dr. Fate."
I unhook the restraints and set Kent free. Quickly pulling them off of him, Kent turns to sit up. The second he is up, Oliver and Dinah run to his sides.
"Hey man," Oliver starts, patting Kent's back. "Easy there. Easy there. How are you?"
"I'm fine," Kent replies, "At least, I think so. My head is killing me. What happened? The last thing I really remember, I was talking to Batman and Superman when, when, something happened."
"Uhh," Oliver says, suddenly looking around.
"Here," Iris says, handing Dinah a bottle of water. Taking and handing the bottle to Kent, he practically rips the cap off and drinks the whole bottle in one gulp.
"Are you sure about this," Ivy asks," Just letting him go like this."
"As I said, this is Kent Nelson, not Dr. Fate. He's not under the control of the Lords of Order anymore. If he was, he would have answered all these questions differently. For one, he would have called Barry a stupid man. Not a 'noble and honest one'. I for one would have called him a big baby."
Kent hands Iris the empty water bottle, she tosses it into a nearby trashcan.
"After Batman and Superman, everything is just a blur. I'm at ten different places at the same time, and I'm fighting all of you at once."
"Sound about right," Reverse-Flash says, Kent turning to look at him. "Your bosses, the Lords of Order, copied you a few hundred times over, creating an army of you."
"An army of me," Kent repeats.
"Yeah," Reverse-Flash yells, "You spend the whole day trying to kill all of us. Mostly him."
Pointing at me, I wave at Kent.
"Wait, wait, wait," Kent says once he sees me. Putting his fingers on his forehead, he stares into space for a bit before looking back at me. "I remember something else. Something about a man in a pair of sunglasses."
"Oh, that's really specific. You know, there are a lot of men in sunglasses."
"Yeah, but how many of them are being targeted by some lords of orders," Cold jokes, and Ivy chuckles.
"No," Kent says, getting off the bed and walking toward me. "It's definitely you."
Before he can get too close, I snap my wrist and pull from thin air one of the handles to my swords. A small black box, I push a button, and an entire blade shoots, stopping Kent.
"A big fan of personal space," I say, holding the sword between us. "Back away."
Kent holding up his hands also steps back.
"The Lords of Order want to destroy you," Kent starts.
"That's not new information," I say slowly, shaking my head.
"They want to destroy you because you somehow destroy the future," Kent yells, his hands running to his head. "I remember them saying that they couldn't see the future anymore. That the future is a blur, and that in order to fix it, they have to get rid of you."
My blade disappearing into the box, I flip it in between my hands and back into thin air.
"So that's why they're trying to destroy him," Kara asks, "To save the future?"
"Something like that," Kent replies, walking back to the table and sitting down. His hand on his head the whole time, he looks at Iris.
"Is there any more water?"
Iris nods her head and grabs one out of the infirmary's mini-fridge. While Kent drinks, everyone looks at me.
"So what do we do now," Professor Stein asks, stepping up. "We have the Lords of Order hunting us, but we also have the S-O-S call from the Green Lanterns."
"What," Kent says, coughing up a bit of water. "What S-O-S call?"
"Like, five minutes ago, Barry got a call from a green lantern named Arisia. She said the lanterns were badly outnumbered and needed our help."
"Afterward, I then checked with Higgin. The tracker I placed on Hal before he left for Oa turned from green to black. That's a bad color."
"Wait," Flash says, "You placed a tracker on Hal?"
"Don't feel so left out. I placed trackers on all of you. I have 100 trackers on you alone. Check your right boot."
Flash's eyes going wide, he slowly lifts up his right boot. As he does, we all see a dozen, blinking trackers on the bottom of it.
"How," he cries, looking at me. "How did you do that? How have I never noticed?"
"Anyway, the tracker also acts as a health monitor. Before, the color was green, meaning Hal was fine and in excellent health. Black means the complete opposite. Quite literally the complete opposite to fine and in excellent health."
"So some of you are going to the home planet of the Green Lanterns," Iris asks, "While some of you are staying here to deal with the fake Dr. Fate?"
"No," I say, "And by the way, the home planet of the Green Lanterns is called Oa."
"What do you mean by no," Barry asks.
"I mean, no, we're not splitting up. If we are going to do something, either go to Oa or stay here, it's going to be all together."
"What," Barry laughs, "We can't split up?"
"Frankly, yes. The last time we split up, Ivy destroyed one of the most iconic buildings in all of Gotham."
"Hey," Ivy yells, her eyes shooting daggers at me.
"Okay, yeah, yeah. Calling Wayne Tower one of the most iconic buildings in all of Gotham may be a bit much, but still. Tell me I'm wrong."
Looking away, Ivy's cheeks turn red.
"Besides, you heard what Arisia said. The green lanterns are badly outnumbered, meaning there are a bunch of enemies."
"There are a lot of fake Dr. Fates too," Oliver adds.
"Exactly. Another reason we can't split up. Either we fight a bunch of fake Dr. Fates or we fight a bunch of green lanterns' enemies. Either way, it sounds like all of us are going to be needed."
"So again," Professor Stein asks, "What do we do? Do we go to Oa or stay here?"