Chapter 101 – "The Nazi Heart Plan"
The revolutionaries' camp, nestled between jagged stone walls and dotted with flickering lights and crude tech, pulsed with nervous energy. Survivors passed supplies, engineers repaired broken tech, and medics treated the wounded. But in the center tent, the focus had shifted from survival… to strategy.
Barry, Oliver, Sara, Leo Snart, Ray Terrill, and Dante Hart stood around a cracked table lit by a single hanging bulb. Scattered across it were blueprints, stolen Nazi data chips, and maps of Earth-X.
The air was heavy. Dante was the first to speak.
"Alright," he said, lighting a cigarette and exhaling slowly. "Here's what I heard when I was with them... before I killed General Lance."
Everyone's eyes were on him now.
"Supergirl-X is dying," Dante continued. "Her cells are breaking down. Radiation exposure, something about her Earth's yellow sun failing—whatever it is, her heart is shutting down."
Barry narrowed his eyes. "And they think Kara can save her?"
Dante nodded. "They don't think. They know. Kara's heart is a perfect match. Same frequency, same Kryptonian DNA. The Nazis brought her back to Earth-Prime so they can cut her open and take it."
Ray looked sick. "That's monstrous…"
Sara swore under her breath. "They're going to kill her."
Leo stepped forward. "Then we don't wait. We go after her now."
Barry was already vibrating in frustration. "Then we need to get back to Earth-Prime. Fast."
But Dante held up a hand.
"Yeah. That's the problem."
Everyone fell silent.
"There are no breaches left that connect to Earth-Prime. None that we can use, at least." He tapped the map. "The Nazis locked them all. Every quantum tunnel, every dimensional bridge. They knew the resistance would try to escape or fight back. They sealed the exits."
"So we're stuck here," Oliver muttered.
Dante smirked. "Almost. There's one left."
He tapped a spot on the map—a black zone marked only with a Nazi insignia.
"Earth-X headquarters. Hidden inside the mountain fortress. It's crawling with guards, anti-meta sensors, and full-scale Kryptonite defense weapons. It's a death trap."
Barry looked at the map. "That's where the last breach is?"
Dante nodded. "And it's the only way back to Kara."
Everyone looked at one another. The tension rose like storm clouds.
Oliver stepped forward, arms crossed. "Then we go there."
Ray raised an eyebrow. "You didn't hear him? It's suicide."
Oliver didn't flinch. "We don't have time. Kara's dying. We have no backup. And we know that Earth-X Oliver, Kara, and Thawne are not at the headquarters. They're on Earth-Prime getting ready to kill Kara."
Sara stepped up beside him. "So we impersonate them. Use their absence against them."
Dante grinned, flicking ash off his cigarette. "That's what I thought."
Barry paced a little, thinking aloud. "They wouldn't expect us to walk into their base pretending to be them. But if we get it wrong, even for a second…"
Leo shook his head. "It won't work unless you sell it. Those guards are loyal to death. If even one smells something off, they'll vaporize you before you can blink."
Dante walked over to a crate and threw off a tarp. Underneath were uniforms—Earth-X Nazi uniforms. Dark. Tactical. Bloodstained.
"Well, lucky for us," he said, "I've been busy collecting things."
He tossed one to Barry.
"You'll be our Dark Flash."
Barry caught the mask, grimacing. "This is messed up."
Oliver picked one up next. "Looks like I'm the Führer again."
Sara lifted hers. "Guess I'm back in the shadows."
Ray looked down. "I'll stay here and help hold the line. You'll need someone watching the breach in case it collapses or you need extraction."
Leo nodded. "Same. I'll guard the camp. But I'll send coordinates to your comms. You'll have one shot."
Dante stepped up to the table again, now all business.
"We go in through the eastern shaft. It's used for armored transport. Minimal surveillance. We'll fake a return—say we came back from Earth-Prime with sensitive data. You three wear the uniforms. I'll play your escort."
Oliver looked at him. "And if they question us?"
Dante tapped his temple. "Then we improvise. Like always."
Barry clenched the uniform in his hand. "We get inside. We find the breach. We open it. Then we go to Earth-Prime and stop the transplant."
Sara's voice was low. "And we save Kara."
Dante nodded once. "You've got six hours. That's the window. After that, the portal reboots its security cycle and we'll be locked out again. For good."
Barry tightened his jaw. "Then we do this now."
One by one, they geared up. Masks. Weapons. Black gloves. Nazi insignias burned into their stolen armor. The grotesque irony didn't escape any of them—but it didn't matter.
They had a friend to save.
Dante walked out of the tent and looked up at the dark sky. The stars were hidden behind clouds of smoke and ash.
He muttered to himself, "God, I hate this earth…"
Then he turned and smiled faintly as the others followed him into the shadows.
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