Previous Post Silver Age Dimension Part 5     Ã¢â‚¬Å“...And Lara Night,”  Magweed concluded her list of the Lair Legion members present in the Lair Mansion conference room.     The entire Silver Age Lair Legion turned to look at a blonde in a black-and-white costume standing at the peak of the “L” shaped table next to Hatman’s usual egg-shaped chair.     Ã¢â‚¬Å“Who?”  Dr. Albert B. Harper asked.  He quickly reached into his white lab coat and put on his round glasses, to see more clearly.     Ã¢â‚¬Å“I’m not supposed to be here, Maggie.”  Lara Night explained.  “I followed Visionary here.  Al B Har-- I mean, the other Al is trying to figure out how to get the lighthouse back where it’s supposed to be.  I just came to tell you not to worry.”     Visionary opened his mouth, at a loss for words at first.  Then the next thought he had was about the kids being stranded in this strange universe.  “Can you get us home?”     Ã¢â‚¬Å“If you want to be homeless,”  the blonde replied.  “Actually I’m kind of worried about bringing children...especially ones infused with fae magic...across dimensions.  I’m not sure what will happen.  But I’ll consider it as a last resort.”     The Regular nodded.  “I’m grateful you’re looking after us, at least,”  he said.  “Especially the kids.  And if it comes down to getting either me or them back--”     Lara stopped him there.  “No, don’t talk like that.  If I have to use every ounce of my energy to bring all of you back, I will.”     All conversation stopped as a man in a yellow overcoat shuffled into the room, fully entranced by the small bowl of jello he was eating.  He stopped and looked up when he noticed the silence.  Then he noticed a man who looked exactly like him.     Ã¢â‚¬Å“Did I miss something?”  the Silver Age Visionary asked.     Ã¢â‚¬Å“That’s right, because he already wears a horribly garish coat...”  Lara whispered to herself.     Ã¢â‚¬Å“Wait, what?”  the modern Visionary said.     The blonde decided to distract from Visionary’s question with one of her own.  “Do you guys sit around in this room all the time or are you waiting for something?”     Ã¢â‚¬Å“We’re waiting for our leader to arrive.”  The Librarian said.  He was the only one who brought a full-sized computer terminal to the conference room, and was typing as he spoke.     Ã¢â‚¬Å“I thought Hatty was the leader.”  Visionary commented.  “Nice costume, by the way.”     Oblivious to Visionary’s less than sincere compliment, Hatman enthusiastically said, “Thanks!  On both counts.  But I’m not the leader.”     The large man called the Viking, who looked like Donar, raised his golden flagon in a toast.  “To our leader!”     The rest of the Silver Age Lair Legion, though they had no flagons, called out the same greeting.  “To our leader!”     Lara Night and Visionary looked toward the door.  A small woman with long bleached white hair, and a purple and white jump suit that sparkled in the light stood in the doorway.  Her eyes were reflective silver, with no irises or pupils.     Ã¢â‚¬Å“I am displeased that Peter Von Doom has escaped.”  the woman said in a very even, quiet voice, with a friendly smile as she spoke.  “However, he will not elude us.  I have located his current position.  We will capture him this time.”     Ã¢â‚¬Å“Who is this?”  the modern Visionary whispered to Lara.     The woman heard him.  She looked directly at Visionary with those strange eyes, and she blinked.  “I’m an android designed to be the leader of the Lair Legion.  I am called...The Leader.”     Ã¢â‚¬Å“And she has many clones.”  Dr. Albert B. Harper explained.  “That way we always have a Leader.”     Ã¢â‚¬Å“Fascinating.”  Lara was sitting down at the table now, leaning her elbow on its surface.  It was difficult to tell if she was being sarcastic.     Ã¢â‚¬Å“I was designed for leadership efficiency,”  the Leader noted.     Ã¢â‚¬Å“She looks a bit like Anna.”  Magweed pointed out.     Ã¢â‚¬Å“Yeah, except I think this is the Silver Age, and they don’t have neural networks,”  Lara explained.  “Hence the new name.  I can’t explain the different appearance, though.”     The Leader turned her attention to Lara.  “Are you a new recruit?  You have a pretty costume.  I would be glad to serve you as Lair Legion Leader, and I hope you enjoy working with us.”       Then she noticed the two Visionarys and her friendly smile disappeared.  “Oh dear.  Something very odd is going on here.”     Ã¢â‚¬Å“You have no idea.”  Magweed agreed. TO BE CONTINUED -- Story written and copyrighted (C) 2010 by Jason Froikin, and may not be  --    reprinted without permission.   -- Yuki Shiro designed by Jason Froikin, based on designs by Masamune Shirow --  Liu Xi Xian and the Psychic Samurai are original design by Jason Froikin --  Lara Night is an original creation by Jason Froikin

So neither Dancer, who's in the Legion, nor Brap, who's the Legion's chef, recognized Visionary... and yet there's a man who looks exactly like him and is named Visionary in their mansion as well.

That is a decidedly odd twist. Now someone must come up with the explanation!