The Shift Into The Zone

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Kara and Lena exchanged worried glances as Alex reached for the bottle of whiskey she'd bought that morning, the urge had been too great old habits breaking back.

Lena took the glass away from her cautiously, earning herself an angry glare. "Alex, that won't help and (Y/n) will just be really pissed off when she finds out."

" I don't care! "

"Yes you do, we'll find her Alex I promise it, she was the center of my world for such a long time, it's hurting me too, I want to curl up and cry but I can't and neither can you, we have to work together to bring her home where she belongs."

Kara pulled the bottle from Alex's hand and poured it down the sink. "There is another way Alex, we need to find a crystal."

"Crystal?"

" Of course, it would be stupid if there was only one way inside Alex, we find a crystal and we have our way in. " Kara reassured her.

"Where the hell do we get one?"

"I still can't believe it took us four months to find a crystal," Lena said as they carefully made their way through the sparse growth of trees, all black in the darkness, like solid 3D shadows.

Kara smiled. "Luckily (Y/n) made a good impression on a certain Lesla-La, I don't know why I thought of her at the very last minute." She could have kicked herself for her own incompetence.

"Yeah well, I'm sorry for trying to strangle you," Alex grumbled.

" Wait what, I thought you were hugging me! " Kara startled.

"She had her hands around your neck, how is that a hug?" Lena chuckled.

"Well, that is a little disturbing."

Alex shrugged. "I was in a bad place."

"I think we all are now," Lena observed looking around, a low gentle howl of a haunting wind whirled around them. 

"What was that?" Kara stopped. 

All three fell into an awkward silence, their heads darting around for the slightest movement, Alex shrugged after a time, when nothing had jumped out at them nor had anything attacked them. "It's just the wind. "

"Pretty creepy wind." Kara sighed. 

"Yep, so let's keep moving shall we."

A sharp whistle scraped the darkened atmosphere with fatal intent, with it came a giant gust of wind in the shape of a dark grey cloud that charged right for them. 

"Shit!" Alex shouted as they jumped out of the things way, the vague shape of a humanoid seemed to exist somewhere in its shape. 

"What the hell is that?" Lena gasped. 

"I don't know but I bet it isn't alone, keep a lookout for more," Alex warned. "Let's just get (Y/n) and get the hell out of this place."

"And forget it ever happened," Kara whispered, the apparition seemed to be gone but if there was one thing she was certain of was there was definitely something watching them, she could feel eyes watching her. 

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A strange dancing yellow/orange light glowed in the distance, drawing them from their dark slumber of the depressing forest and into something altogether more inviting, yet also somehow just as alarming, if there was light then that meant there was life. 

This was where they needed to be alert. 

Huts appeared illuminated by the light of a dozen torches that flickered and danced in the air on top of their wooden sticks. 

"I feel like we've gone back in time, this better be the Phantom zone Kara and not England 845 AD," Alex warned on a hiss. 

"No this is it," Kara reassured her. 

A loud sudden roar pierced their eardrums. 

"What the hell was that?"

A small group of people walked past, rushing they seemed to be in a hurry. "How can you not know, tonight is the big night the Goddess of Destruction takes on The Destroyer." One shouted out as they rushed past them. 

Kara and Lena turned to face each other. 

"I guess they have to do something for entertainment around here." Alex shrugged. "Come on let's follow them, maybe someone will know about (Y/n)." 

Nodding Lena and Kara followed, the crowds getting louder as they trailed through thick muddy stone roads the stench of strange food filling the air heavily, it was like a Superbowl Sunday set in Mordor. 

"I guess now I don't have to wonder what being in Lord of the Rings was like," Lena whispered as they passed a tall giant-like man. 

Alex raised an eyebrow. "Not something you see every day."

Soon enough up ahead stood a simple wooden structure, though big it looked primitive and old, yet still it raved to life as the sounds of disembodied crowds raged with delight, the sound of steel hitting steel grew louder as their bloodlust grew to fever pitch. 

Alex winced. "They sound like they are having an orgasm."

Kara turned red. 

"That's for another day Alex." Lena nodded. 

One by one the three women walked into the stadium, coming face to face with seats around a sand covered center stage, like a Roman Gladiatorial ring, two warriors fought it out in the center, until one tripped and fell to the ground their sword flying to the ground. 

Alex sat down between Lena and Kara, her eyes eagerly on the fight, she held her breath as the one standing looked over to a man sat on a golden seat, a black beard adorned his face, and dark brown hair fell down his face, a sinister smirk appeared on his face as he nodded, his eyes glowing with an evil delight his slight monstrous eyebrow raised high as though he was Vlad the Impaler casting doom upon his enemies, as the warrior raised his sword high into the air and with an almighty thrust stabbed it into his neck. 

Lena blinked hard, hiding her face in Alex's shoulder, working together had given them a chance if anything to get to know each other better, despite being Kara's sister and (Y/n)'s fiance Lena had been troubled to realize she hardly knew the woman at all. 

The audience roared even louder as the dead man was dragged from the stage, the triumphant man raising his sword high into the air as he left, breathing a sigh of relief that he had lived to fight another day. 

"So this is hardcore," Kara whispered under her breath as another man appeared. 

"And now, time for play is over!" He shouted. 

"That was playing." Alex shrieked. 

"The moment you have all been waiting for, The Destroyer." He gestured to one side of the stadium, as sand was kicked up into a dust, a large forboding muscular figure appeared, a shield in his hands and a large sword in the other, a mix of hisses and cheers filled the wooden stadium. "And your favorite creator of doom, the Goddess of Destruction!" He indicated to the other side, where a tall woman emerged slowly and menacingly, her hair fell down lazily and lusciously around her face, covering her features from view, arms braced large as she clasped them tightly together, two swords hung over her back. 

Alex winced trying to get a view of her features, a familiar feeling whirling around in her as she looked at her, a feeling that only happened when...

"(Y/n)" Lena gasped sitting forward as the woman pulled her hair back, her long lean neck curving as she reached her hands backward to claim her weapons. 

"What the hell is going on?" Alex whispered. 


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