Who: Lex Luthor and NPC clone When: Backdated, Wednesday, September 28th, 2016 Where: Underground LexCorp facility What: Clones Rating: Low
With Talia's aid, he'd made strides. Small strides, but it was better than watching the fruition of his labors explode in messy ways. And all while he worked, he'd continued to attack the complications himself. Talia's help was all well and good, but it wasn't the entire solution.
The entire solution had come to him in a dream, during one of those few times when he'd allowed himself to doze off. He was with his sister again, taking her to the library. She'd liked to go where he did, and he couldn't blame her, it was often away from their father. She'd enjoyed reading, perhaps not as fervently as he did, and on this occasion, she was trying to get him to play hide and seek. Watching his sister bound around the stacks, begging him to find her ...
Lex had awoken abruptly, sitting up, and staring into the blackness. He remained there, almost frozen as his mind worked upon the sudden and yet simple solution.
Days later, with even less sleep, and countless hours of work and calculations, he stood in front of yet another containment tube. Inside, a small figure lay, suspended in the fluid that it had been "born" in. It was alive. It been alive for hours, with no signs of deterioration. And contained the same DNA that he'd been putting in all of its failed predecessors.
....It? No. She.
Lex gazed upon the small face, the closed eyes, the familiar red hair.