Gently, but with undeniable will divesting myself of the holds that would hold me. (Pt. 5: Chances)

[cityship]

The plan was...well, it wasn't simple, but it sort of was.

While the CLF attacked multiple Clone Processing centers to distract the government, the group with the CLF would target one particular one in the region that'd once been New Jersey. The group with the government would offer their services in putting down their own people.

In the center, they'd split up into several groups. One would fight a fake fight, create a massive diversion, and blow up the room where the samples their DNA were being kept in the process. Another group would secure a teleporter pad. That team would teleport out other teams to steal a ship, steal some med tech to teleport to said ship, and steal a medical database. Another team would go to the main command center and hack into the government mainframe to down the sensornet around the planet so they could escape. And Nightwing himself would accompany the clones to upload the harvested memories to the Mother Brains, left unguarded because of the diversionary fighting, and make sure that was all they did.

Meanwhile, there'd be a standing order for all teams to avoid killing other crewmates, and avoid killing guards unless absolutely necessary.

It was a complicated plan. If a single part fouled up, they might find themselves dead, trapped, or worse. But if it worked, it'd work pretty spectacularly and leave them with medtech, a medical database, the clones helped, and possibly a grateful Council depending on how the fight went, because of the ones seemingly aiding the government.

In some worlds, things that were a million-to-one-chance (exactly a million-to-one) by their nature had to work. Let's hope this world is one of them, eh, mission crew?

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Re: Subthread 1: Pre-fight Memory Download

[so-pregnable.livejournal.com]

Superboy gave most of his life, barring some of the embarassing parts like when Ma and Pa Kent walked in on him and a half-dressed Cassie and the times he was in the john.

He gave the good, the great, the bad, and the hideously ugly. He showed them clones that he knew that'd risen above their circumstances, like Guardian and Dubbilex, he gave them all the ups and downs of his life, the mistakes so they'd know not to make them, the successes, so they knew that they could aspire to be something greater.

He gave them life, and those sad, bitter moments before his death--all the regrets he'd had about a life not yet lived, all the hope for a future he'd never see that he helped allow to happen, and all the pride in himself for at least dying for a good reason.

He gave them what it felt like to be loved, to have Tana's and then Cassie's arms wrapped around them. He gave them family, in the form of Rory and Amy tucking him in, Superman patting him on the shoulder, Ma Kent kissing him on the cheek before he went to school, Pa teaching him how to fix a tractor, Robin and Bart and the rest of Young Justice and then the Titans all laughing over some stupid thing or another, goofing around and having all the fun the clones of Galilee--once called Earth--were never allowed to have.

The last thing he gave them was a warm Kansas afternoon, with fields of grain and a wide open sky waiting for him, and the feeling of being excited for tomorrow.

And with it came the thought, the incredibly strong, selfless desire for them to live, really live.

You deserve to live.